Chapter 53.

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POV: You

Part 1.

The girls and I, including Sarah, were walking in a hallway of the location where this fight is taking place. Since this is such a momentous occasion, Setts words not mine, there is only one place the Beast of Piltover should fight for his debut back to the underground. A massive underground arena built specifically for underground fights. Not all of them accrue here but many do, especially when the deal or the fighters are an adrenaline rush.

"Woah, never thought there'd be an underground fighting arena under the biggest venue in Piltover. We had a completely sold out our concert here. Well, above here" Akali says in awe.

"It's kinda weird, you know? Like this isn't something you're supposed to know about" Seraphine says.

"Well, you aren't. This place is for a very specific one percent Sera" Sarah says as she applied some lipstick as she walked next to me while we both walked ahead of the others.

"Have you been here April?" Ahri asks.

"Yes, many times, I went to (Y/n)'s fights with him, after I found out about them of course. He had his last fight here before he exited the underground scene" April answers "That's when he finally met his match, nearly lost too"

"Darling? Almost Losing?, sounds like someone else's pipe dream" Evelynn states.

"That's where he got that scar on his back" April tells her.

"I've been wondering how he got that" Ahri says.

"There's a reason I kept this all away from you girls. If you think what you saw at Setts party was a different me, the me you'll see down there might end up being The Beast himself" I explain to them while not even turning to look at them.

"(Y/n) may be an undefeated fighter down here, but he's not the only one. There will always be be someone better" Sarah says while glancing back at them.

"Is that why you always work out even though you're so strong already?" Akali asks me.

"Yes and no, I didn't think I'd be back here when I became your bodyguard, but I also didn't know what I'd ever have to face when I comes to you girls" I answer to them "It's also good for the body"

"And for my eyes~" Evelynn coos.

I rolled my eyes at Evelynn's comment "I just can't wait to see honey fight" Sona says, a smile on her face.

"She's been nothing but smiles recently" Sarah says as she sees the smiling Sona.

"I'm with honey now so of course I am" Sona smiles.

We get to where Sarah and I were leading the girls, through a door was a VIP box kind of area, many windows to over see the fight. A mini bar, lounging area, its own bathroom, the works. Inside was True Damage and Garen siting around in the lounge area.

"Eyy, there he is" Ekko says as he stands up.

"Hey" Qiyana says simply.

"You ready?" Garen questions me as he steps up to me.

"I'll be fine" I reply.

"Your opponent is 21 and 0, undefeated, some think he'll become the next you" Garen tells me.

"He's going to be 21 and 1 when I'm done with him" I state.

"Fight talk already? Relax a bit darling" Evelynn says while everyone went to go sit and what not.

"I can't Eve, I'm not prepared for what you are about to see" I say as I glanced her.

"Darling" Evelynn says while grabbing ahold of my right hand as she looked at me, lifting her shades so I could see her eyes "I don't care what you turn into down there, it could be the devil himself and there wouldn't be a thought about you I'd change. Because I love you (Y/n)"

"Thanks Eve, I appreciate it" I reply, she smiles and kisses me.

"No problem darling"  Evelynn says before letting go of me.

"Sarah, if I may ask, just who wants to take us anyway?" Ahri questions.

"Who else but our competitor Three Blades Records?" Sarah says as she was making her self a glass of rum at the mini bar.

"They've been desperately after us since our debut" Akali says while rolling her eyes.

"It will all end here and now with (Y/n) on your side" Yasuo says while stretching his legs out.

"Yup, might as well call it a wrap" Ekko says with a chuckle.

"You have some high expectation here" Senna says as she looked at the two.

"We've seen him fight, he's got it" Ekko states.

"Well, I'll be here supporting you even if you don't need it" Qiyana says with a smile.

I look out the windows, the arena filled with people, celebrities, business people, politicians too. All people of this underground world, waiting for the return of the Beast of Piltover. I then gaze across the arena from us, where there was another VIP box where our competitors sat, most likely grins in their faces.

"I should head down there now" I say before I begin to walk towards the door.

"I'll come with! I'm going to the front to take pictures of you honey!" Sona says as she takes out a dslr camera from her purse.

"Alright, c'mon, stay close, this place is like a maze some times" I reply to her.

"Yay!" She exclaims.

"Don't you want a good luck kiss or something?" Ahri asks with a small smile.

"Yeah, like, that's is apart of supporting you right?" Akali questions.

I softly chuckle "I promise, this has nothing to do with luck, I'll be fine. You all just watch from here.

"If you say so, but do your best not to get hurt" Kai'sa says.

"He's fighting, of course he's going to get hurt in some way" Akali says plainly to Kai'sa.

"You know what I mean" Kai'sa replies to her.

"Anyway, We'll be waiting for you to get back" Ahri says.

"I'll see you girls in a bit" I say then walked out of the room, Sona following me.

Sona hummed to herself as we walked, a smile on her face. I walked Sona to one of the entrances to the audience. Sona then quickly pecked a kiss on my lips "Good luck" She says with her bright smile.

"I don't need it Sona" I reply with a soft smile.

"Don't care, accept it" She tells me straight "Love you honey" Sona then walks into the audience, heading to the very front.

"Time to get serious (Y/n)"

I cracked my neck then began walking down to the arena. Loosening my body up as I did, i then finally got to the tunnel that led into the fighting pit itself. Slowly striping the top of my suit off as I did. At the end of the tunnel, I see two figures standing there. I get down to where I am now shirt less as I arrived at the figures. Both familiar to me, one only being recent.

"Mr. Waylon" I say as I nodded towards the man with the black cowboy hat "How are things going?"

I ignored the boy standing next to him, as it was the kid from Qiyana and I's date that tried get in her pants. The boy was wearing a suit and avoided even looking at me. Which was understandable.

"Well due to your influence. However, my boy has some words for you" Mr. Waylon says as he took his had off and motioned to the boy "Go on boy"

I looked at the boy "I-I apologize for my actions the other day. They were uncalled for...." The boy says.

"Name" I state.

The boy flinches at my voice "O-Oliver, Oliver Waylon"

"Are you going to take over your dad's company someday?" I ask him.

"I'm not sure sir" Oliver tells me.

"Whether you do or not. If I could give you any advice, to become at least a decent person in this world, fight, no one will fight your battles. Your dad was simply lucky to find me. I cannot say the same for you. If you wish for someone to not take what you care for, bare your fangs and claws and defend it with your life. Even more, do it for the people who can't, that's how you become a person who doesn't need power or money to attract people" I tell Oliver. My words looked to be echoing inside his mind. Slowly changing his thoughts.

"Thank you for the words (Y/n)" Mr. Waylon tells me as he puts his cowboy hat back on "I won't hold you up anymore"

"Oliver" I state as I looked at the boy.

"Yes sir?" He questions.

"Watch me, this is how you defend what you care about, for someone who isn't yourself"  I tell Jim's as I dropped the clothing I took off and stepped out of my shoes.

"Let's get this shit started everyone, the fight between Riot Studio Records and Three Blades Records!!!!" Sett shouts into a microphone from the middle of the pit "We don't need introductions for our first fighter, returning from a year long break. You know him, I know him. (Y/n) (L/n)! The Beast of Piltover!!"

I step into the pit, walking as the crowd screamed and hollered, chanting the Beast of Piltover. The bright lights from above shining down. Sett with a classic grin on his face. I step to Sett and stopped at his right side. My teeth started to clench up as I feelings started to surface, I was calm before but now, that I'm back. The anger, the want to protect what a care about. That same old anger, flowing into my veins.

"Now, for our second fighter, representing Three Blades Records. 21 and 0 winning streak, earning the title The Vastayan Tank from Zaun , Brock Kishner!!"

A large muscled man walks out of the tunnel on the other side of the pit. He wore fighting shorts and a small smile on his face. Some of the crowd cheered for him. Everyone loves an up and coming competitor challenging someone with the rep I have. I did not expect silence, I expected the crowd to cheer for him too. The man had black hair with two white stripes going through them, he had smilier vastayan characteristics to Sett.

"Is he, a honey badger vastaya?"

"So you are the one people call the Beast of Piltover" Brock says as he stepped up to Sett's left "Tonight is the night the beast gets put down"

"I didn't earn that title for no reason bud" I say as I raised my fists up.

Sett chuckles "Now! Two undefeated fighters entered the pit!!, only one is leaving with their winning streak intact!! Now let's fight!!!"

Before Sett gets a chance to step out of the way, I jump forward towards Brock and deliver a right haymaker straight to the temple. He stumbles back and I then kick him in the right calf with my left leg. I then punch him with a straight, right into his gut. I wanted to end this quickly, the old and new anger mixing together, I didn't want to let him out.

"Think you can do this without me huh?" My voice says from the other me as he stood there while I delivered a left hook to Brock's ribs.

"I will" I muttered as I punched Brock in the chest center of his chest, the sound of his sternum cracking echoed out.

"We'll see about that" He tells me as I crouched down then sprung up and uppercut Brock in the chin.

Brock gets lifted off his feet and flies backwards a bit of a distance, landing onto his back. A moment later, Brock sits up straight, a bloodied smile on his face then spits a tooth out.

"Nice hit there. Finally some actual pain" Brock says. Brock hops up then hops onto all fours. His muscular heavy build making him look like a roided up bull "My turn now"

Brock launches himself forward with great speed, I tried to step out of the way but he was too fast and speared me directly into the nearest wall. I felt the concrete wall behind me crack as I slammed into it.

"Do this without me you thought? You know bottling anger isn't good for you" The other me says as Brock, still in a speared position pinning me against the wall hits me in the ribs.

Brock doesn't stop, hit me over and over in my ribs. My rib cage wanted to buckle, my muscle dampened the force "Fuck...You" I mutter as I grit my teeth. I then with both fists slam them into Brock's back.

"Just give in. Or else you'll lose your precious girls. Like the old days. You still have the mindset just not the will, been like that ever since you put a wedge between me and you" He tells me. Just standing there watching.

Brock then winds his right fist all the way back and slams it into my ribs. I feel as two of my ribs cracked, pain surging through my left side. They weren't broken entirely but they are fractured "No" I hissed, clenching my jaw tightly then elbowed Brock in the back of the head. Brock continued hitting my ribs, hitting the same spot over and over. Those fractured ribs would soon be broken.

"You need me. Together we were the Beast of Piltover!" He shouts as he gets in my face "Now you wear my title as you push me to the side. When will you just accept the demon you are!?!instead of trying to separate me from you and point me as the demon!"

Beast looks at me as I strayed to get out of this pin from Brock. I glared at Beast as I grit my teeth. He begins to smile, and angered smile. My stubbornness and pride was going to fuck me over. The smile Beast wore began to form on my face. I let him out. Together we are the embodiment of the Beast of Piltover. My blood had this feeling of my blood boiling.

"Time to get curious Brock" I say with twisted angered smile.

I wind back my left fist then hit Brock right into his ribs with all my strength, there's and audible crack as fist makes contact and breaks two of his ribs. I grab his head and slammed my right knee into his face. The pin weakened and knee him one more time before pushing him away. I hit him with an under hand to the face whipping his head back. I then kicked him the side, breaking more ribs, one of his ribs piercing through his flesh. Brock coughs up some blood as he falls to a knee.

"Get your ass up, we aren't done" I growl as I cocked my head a bit.

I grab Brock and swing him up onto my shoulders facing me and I slam him down with a power bomb onto the ground. The sound of multiple bones cracking and breaking as the hard dirt below his back cratered in. I grab Brock by his throat and raise him into the hair before throwing him into the ground. His body bounces up and I slam my left fist into his head mid air, driving it into the ground and his body following his head.

"I am the Beast of Piltover for a reason" I growl.

I grab his hair and lift Brock up, his face was starting to swell up, his vastayan body of a honey badger kept him conscious and bare through the pain of multiple broken bones, some completely shattered. In most cases that would be a blessing, here it's a curse. I twist my body then throw Brock one handily into the nearest wall. He hits the wall like a pancake then falls to the ground. I cock my head, that angered smile still on my face, I slowly stepped towards Brock's body step by step.

"That's enough kid" Sett tells me as he steps in front of me "Usually I ain't one for stopping you from finishing but I suggest not infront of those girls"

I clench my teeth as the smile faded from my face  while the boiling blood feeling fled from my body. I turn away from Sett then began walking away. I looked forward, I wasn't going to look at the crowd, they saw this as nothing but entertainment. To them, the Beast of Piltover is this man with strength and power that delivers entertaining blood baths. To me, the Beast of Piltover is a reminder of how much I hate myself and my demon.

POV: Oliver

I stood there in the audience, shaking. Dad stood at my side seeing my reaction. I put myself in the cross hair of...that..the Beast of Piltover...over what? Flaunting power and money that isn't mine? Is this what Dad meant by showing me how powerless I actually am?

"You see that boy? That is power" Dad tells me.

I nod rapidly "Yes...." I reply.

"Good, you actually learned something" He tells me.

"How do I get power like that?" I ask him.

"You work for it son. That's how. Do you think (Y/n) was born that way? Strong? No, he worked for it. Going the easy way will get you what you want but at what cost? What will you destroy along the way?" Dad tells me as he looked at me.

POV: Sona

I hummed to myself as I looked at the pictures I took. All the pictures were nice. Another melody came to mind. (Y/n) was now walking towards the tunnel out of the fighting pit.

"Oh, I'm gonna meet him in the hall and give him a big smooch right on his lips" I say happily.

I turn around to walk and I bump into someone. Four men stood in front of me. Audience members around me distanced themselves from the men.

"Ma'am, there is someone who'd like to speak with you" One of them say "Please do follow us"

I didn't know what to do, I could try to play them a song of control but I don't know their intentions. They could end up using force. I nod without speaking a word and follows the man as the other three surrounded me. We get into the hall where there was no one. A hand comes around from behind me with a cloth and put it over my face. I struggled, trying to scratch and claw my way out.

"H-Honey!" I tried to shout before losing conciseness.