3 The Fighter

Everyone in the crowd was busy throwing money and getting their tickets. A shadow over cast me.

"Hey girl, how dare they put me against someone like you" I just look at him, frozen.

" Are you stupid or something or you just scared of me" " I'm not afraid of you" even though I was. I hate people having power over me.

"Aw now that's cute! you are trembling" he laughed.

I clenched my hands and tried to calm my heart. Am I really going to have to fight this giant.

"Alright if you haven't put in your bet, you better hurry"

"I'm going to crush you, little girl" He stepped closer to me. I could feel the intensity he was giving off. Can I really win this? What the hell did my step-father dragged me in?

DON'T BREAK! my mother's words rang in my ear. I felt my body become calm. My nerves settle. I will not go down.

A strange tingling wash over my body. My stomach turned. I crashed on the floor.

"Hahaha we didn't even start and you're already down" Ryan laughed.

The feeling of needles stabbing me everywhere. The pain was too much, I screamed. The crowd got quiet and just looked confused.

"What you think is happening?" "She probably faking it"

"Time's Up, Get Ready You Two" silver eyes spoke into the mic.

Still on the ground, the pain started to faded away

"GO"

Ryan dash straight towards me. I managed to dive to the side. I was able to pick my body up still trying to lift my head with the pain.

" They want a fight not some dance off!" Ryan yelled

He charged at me again. Before he got closed I snapped my head up ready to fight. He stopped in his tracks, looking at me surprised.

"Ladies and Gentlemen we are seeing something marvelous happening" silver eyes specating the crowd

"What the hell did they do to you" he slowly walked to me with his hand cocked back.

"I don't know but I won't lose or be killed here!" I lunged forward

The boy dash back, his face baffled to the scene in front of him.

"What are you looking at?" I questioned. "Y-you, you don't look human" he stutter

"Fight or die!" Silver eyes yelled.

I try to get a glimpse of myself in a reflection nearby. Ryan charged at me before the chance, I was able to avoid him once again. For a while that is how the whole fight played out. I did not want to fight or kill this kid. He was here longer and the trauma built up must have been awful.

Every day wondering when they will get picked to perform such horrible atrocious. I could see the fear and the need to survive. Why should we even entertain these psychopaths? If I let him win, I die and if I win, I'll have to deal with taking a human life.

"We both can't live, there are too many of us here." he said "It has to happen this way girl. He charged again.

Knowing that this is my new life now. How can I possibly not want to die. Maybe I should, I couldn't save my mother. My father abandoned us and left us with a piece of work. It's time. I AM NOT GOING TO DIE, I WAS JUST BORN AND YOU WILL WIN THIS FIGHT.

My body moved on it's own straight towards Ryan. It was like I was watching myself from a movie screen. I reached out my hand and grabbed his throat. I felt myself tear his thorax with my fingers.

He fell on the floor coughing up blood. Gasping for air through the hole made. The crowd made no noise. Silver eyes applauded. Then a loud roar filled the arena.

"The WINNER is Black Cat!" The roars continued.

Staring at him lying on the ground, the blood spilling out. I did not feel uneasy but rather relieved. I kneeled next to him, placing my hand in the blood and started to move left and right. Bringing my hand to my face, I had an insane compulsion to lick the blood.

I snapped out of it and fell back distancing myself from the dead body in front of me. The red doors opened up and guards came walking in. One grabbed me by the arm "Let's go" Being pushed out, I turned to see what they were doing with Ryan. They put him on a stretcher and walked out the other door.