Chapter 1| Bumps And Bruises

Song for chapter: Miss Jackson by Panic! At The Disco

Quote: "I didn't chose you. I just took one look at you, and then there was just no turning back." -unknown.

No part of this book can be copied with out my content.

Hope you enjoy!!!

Comment, like, share
¤¤¤

The poor lighting of the room made it hard to see things.

Kora suddenly stopped and smiled at me.

"Hey look I think I found a good spot guys! It's right by the ring so we will be able to see everything." Kora pointed to a small opened area behind a group of middle-aged uncleaned men.

This place was gross. It smelled like cigarette smoke, alcohol and blood. The people who were here are pushy and only care about which fighters they are going to bet on. Or which spot is the best view to watch not only the fight but also the slutty girls who felt nessary to show everyone what they had under their shirts. The men here were gruesome-hotheaded-pigs who only cared about money, girls, and who the winner was at the end of the day. Oh, and whiskey. While the girls only cared about how they were going to hook up with the fighters. The floor was cracked in almost every spot, the dim lights hung low and provided little light. The walls were covered in dirt that has probably never seen the sun light. But still out of all that the fighters had to be the worst. The fighters enjoyed the smell of blood and cracking the bones of their opponent. They would continue to beat the other fighter even if the other guy was was knocked out. They loved to watch the crowed fan over them and love to watch the girls call their names and do unruly things. It made me sick to my stomach. Why would anyone enjoy this?

This was the Underground Fighting Club. Better known as UGFC. It's illegal but it's never been taken down by the police. I'm sure the club is paying the police big money to keep it on the down low. Some of the people here are big money makers who enjoy the show. They usually sit up in the loft, while the rest of us squeeze down here in the sweaty mess. I came here with two of my friends Sam and Kora. This was their first time here and they were both excited. However, I didn't want to be here.

"The fight should start in seven minutes." Kora says smiling brightly and just taking all of this in. When Sam first brought up the idea of going to UGFC she was not for it. But after weeks of begging from Sam she was suckered in. She's the type of person thats so sweet and innocent she will do anything if you ask her enough. She's pretty nieve. Sam is always trying something new. He has the energy of a ten year old boy. He can talk to anyone at anytime. And me well, I'm just me. I just go with the flow.

A beautiful girl in a black skimpy outfit walked on the ring holding a sign. The sign read Black Ice in big black letters and at the bottom Reaper in big red letters. She had a fake smiled as she walked around in her boots that reached mid-thigh. I rolled my eyes in disgust. She was beautiful, she could even be a model I bet if she didn't get mixed up in this stuff.

"Come on let's just leave. This stuff is awful, why would anyone even pay to watch this crap? "Sam glares at me from the corner of his eye. But I know he's not serious because he knows how much I don't want to be here.

"Well I payed for this crap and I payed pretty big bucks too. So just smile and pretend you want to be here. Do it for me okay?" I huff and roll my eyes while crossing my arms but I nod in agreement. The girl got off the ring, it took two huge body guards to keep from having men take advantage of her. I doubt if she even cared if they touched her or not.

A loud squeaky noise fills the room. Everyone groans at the loud suddan noise from the microphone. A short man with a beer gut climbs onto the fighting ring. He had little to no hair on his head and he had yellow rotten teeth. "Are you ready?!" He yells into the microphone.

Here we go. The crowd throws their arms up and hollars in response. I look over to Sam and Kora who join in on the yelling. I stay quiet. "Well for you lady's and gentalmen I'm your sexy host Fenix. And this is UGFC." Again the crowd yells and gets even more fired up. Some of the people in the crowd lift their solo cups up and some of the liquid inside pours out.

I take a quick glance at the loft. The rich men sat intensely staring at everyone below waiting for the fight to start. I find it hard to believe that something like this can bring two different classes of people together in the same room.

"The rules are simple...don't kill the other fighter. Other then that go at it." The way he said this made me realize even if someone did get killed in a fight it wouldn't be the first time or the last time, it wouldn't even be a big deal. It probably would make the crowd even more fired up.

"I'm sure you didn't come here to look at my pretty face and listen to me talk, you came here for some real entertainment. So with out further ado.... in this corner we have the one and the only, Black Ice!" The crowd goes wild and men and women start yelling. Women crawl on top of men's shoulders and start yelling things that come out as a slur. Out of all the noise, all the voices just get mixed together. But one thing stands clear there were more boos then there were cheers.

Sam starts to yell out boos as well. Kora claps and jumps up and down smiling. But I still remain still and quiet. I only came here because Sam wanted me here. I'm doing this for him and that's it. The sooner I can leave the better.

Black Ice was a good 6 foot. He was not wearing a shirt or shoes. He was well built, and he looked to be in his middle to late 30s. He would be a very handsome man if it weren't for the tattoos he had inked all over his body. He had so many of different things snakes, skulls, spiders, knifes, names of women, names of women who were crossed out, and of course in big black letters acrossed his chest 'BLACK ICE'. His eyes were filled with determination and anger. He growled out loud like a wild bear and pounded his fist on his chest like King Kong. I rolled my eyes at his childish behavior.

Fenix backed up and tried to hush the crowd down by yelling into the microphone for them to shut up. After a few tries he finally succeed. "And the man I know you all have been waiting for, the man who hasn't been defeated since day one. Reaper!"

At the sound of Reapers name the crowd goes crazy. A guy in jeans and no shoes crawls on to the blood stained fighting ring. He's not wearing a shirt so his chest is exposed showing his pack of abs. He's rearing a t-shirt jacket and his hood is up so you can't see his face but his lips and his jaw. He looks to be about my age. He has more of a lade back kind of stance. He scans the crowd with a smirk on his face. He looks at the girls who are calling his name and blows a kiss towards their way. They respond by saying they love him and blowing back the kiss and of course showing things that should stay under their shirts.

He finishes looking over the crowd and his head looks in my direction. His smirks drops as he releases that I'm not going to call his name or uncross my arms to wave toward him. I keep my frown on my face and glare at him. After a minute of staring he smiles and blows me a kiss. I roll my eyes at him and turn my head to the side, I didn't want to look at him any longer.

"Okay then, are the fighters ready to rumble?" They both nod their heads and bump fists.

"Oh my god! Clare he was totally checking you out!" Kora squeals while griping one of my shoulders and shaking it.

"No he was not. He did that to all the girls Kora. Plus how could you tell, you can't see his eyes?" I laugh and finally give out a smile.

"Well... I don't know but I'm pretty sure he was." I roll my eyes and shake my head.

"Okay think whatever you want, but he was not." He wasn't, he was just trying to get me to blow a kiss or do something at him.

"Okay well, let's fight!" Fenix yells into the microphone and the crowd yells and squeezes closer to the stage then they already were. Some men thrust there arms on the stage in excitement.

The two men exchange words I cannot hear, but by the way Reapers stance changes I can tell it didn't make him happy. Black Ice took that chance to pounce on Reaper. He landed a solid punch on to his jaw and lifts his leg to kick Reaper in the side. Reaper finally saw what was happening and grabbed his leg and twisted it back. He pushed Black Ice to the floor and kicked him in the side. Black Ice attempted to get back up but Reaper threw a punch into his stomach. He groaned in pain. I could just feel his pain by looking at him. His mouth was bleeding and his right leg was twisted in a odd direction. I felt bad for him. Lucky he was able to get up and swing a punch at Reaper. But he just ducked it and tackled him back to the ground. Reaper climbed on top of Black Ice and started to throw punches at him repeatedly. I couldn't watch any more. I looked down at the cracks in the floor, or at the dirt on the wall, or even the people in the loft. Those things didn't seem so bad anymore. I can't watch the fight any longer, it made me want to puke. I look at Sams and Koras faces to see them watching with excitement and a little of disgust. I closed my eyes. I could here multiple groans in pain from the fighting ring. The cheers from the crowd were starting to give me a headache. I started to feel sweat form on my face. Finally the crowd cheered loudly and I opened my eyes to see Fenix holding up the arm of Reaper. Kora and Sam were cheering and hollaring for Reaper. I looked down to see Black Ice on the floor in a pool of blood surrounding him. He was still breathing and I let out a breath of relief. His face was bruised and he was bleeding from his eyes and mouth. The side of his chest was completely bruised. And his right leg was still twisted.

I looked up to see Reapers head tilted in my direction. Unlike when he started he held no smile. "And the winner is Reaper!" Fenix yelled out in his rough voice.

"Woo-hoo! Holy crap Clare did you see- hey, are you okay? You're a little pale." Kora looks at me in a concerned manner. I couldn't tare my wide eyes off of the blood on Reapers hands.

"Yeah, I'm fine I-I just think it's a little too hot in here. I think I'm gonna go out side for some air." I say pointing towards the direction I think is the exit.

"Do you want us to come with you?" Sam asks me almost yelling over the loud cheers.

"No its fine I'm good." I smile at him and move towards the way I pointed to. They both nod and smile back. They go back to cheering for Reapers victory.

I look back up at the stage and look at Reaper one more time. This time there seems to be tension between us. I shake it off and continue to try to push my way out of the crowed. Reaper gets off the stage and some men have to carry off Black Ice.

Like I said who wants to pay to watch that?
¤¤¤

Chapter one completed yey!!!

Stay in tune boys and girls for more to come!!!

Comment, like, share, follow etc

Check me out on twitter.