Chapter 4 - Tyson Power vs. Demetrius McCoy

The figure walked up to the cage and instead of opening the door that other people would do, the man jumped. He landed on the top of it balancing with the sound of the crowd chanting his name.

"DEMETRIUS! DEMETRIUS! DEMETRIUS!" The crowd began yelling as Demetrius jumped and did a flip off the top landing in a pose that a superhero would land in.

"So that's Demetrius, huh," Martin said with disgust in his voice.

"I mean, that flip was cool, but his arrogance is something else," Adrian said, amazed at the flip.

"Kick his ass, Demetrius!" A man said laughing at the idea of this fight happening.

"Yeah, Tyson got no match against you," another man laughed along with it. Tyson begins to feel confidence lowering with every taunt thrown at him by the spectators. He begins to turn his body to face the opposite direction to walk out of the cage.

"Hey, what the matter, Tyson? too scared to get your ass whoop," another man in the group chuckles out.

"Guy, guys, guys, let's not Tyson too much for this alright," Demetrius said before his straight face turned into an arrogant grin. "It would be a lot better for him anyways not having his ass fucking beat up." The crowd goes back to laughing at Tyson some more.

"HEY SHUT YOUR BITCHASS UP!" Adrian screamed at the hecklers. "WHAT MAKES DEMETRIUS SO GREAT ANYWAYS, TYSON YOU GOT THIS BROTHER!"

"Thank you, Adrian, I needed that," Tyson said with some of his confidence back.

He turns around and walks back to the middle glaring at Demetrius. He shakes his head at Mr. Syvone shows him he is ready to go. Tyson noticed something unsettling about Demetrius' face. It was a mix of surprise that Adrian is standing up to him for being a new guy, wanting to destroy Tyson along with the giant supporting him, and surprisingly the look of not being interested as if he was forced to do this. He walks up to the middle giving a similar nod to Mr. Syvone and then glares at Tyson. Mr. Syvone starts the match and moves out of the way. The two fighters move slowly stepping around the middle just watching how the other moves. The crowd grew silent just mesmerized by the narrative of this fight. Tyson steps closer gagging his distance between him and his target, he throws a jab. Demetrius avoids it by stepping to the side, continuing his arms in front of him as a guard, and moving his head ready to dodge any strong punches Tyson might throw at him. Demetrius throws a quick jab, Tyson planned for it as he steps in moving his head to dodge the punch as he gives a body shot to Demetrius. As the punch landed hitting Demetrius' strong tattoo-covered body, the crowd could hear it due to how quiet it was and gasped as if it was the first in a while he got hit by someone. Demetrius shrugged it off as he tried to deliver a strong hook punch to Tyson's face. Tyson slipped away from the punch and stepped back. The crowd started booing at the fight they were seeing.

"Come on, Demetrius" one man began complaining. "Knock his bitchass out."

"You are going to let him hit you like that," another one joined in.

"BOOOOOOO!" The crowd is yelling as the two fighters go back to moving and jabbing at each other to see an opening.

"Man, this crowd sure is hypocritical," Jeremy said, appearing behind Martin and Adrian, scaring the two of them.

"Shit, Jeremy, you are one quiet motherfucker," Adrian said, giving Jeremy a quick dab up. "Here to watch him fight."

"Yeah, I love to see Tyson knock out that motherfucker," Jeremy said as he went back to watching the fight. "Oh shit, you must be Martin?" Jeremy asked as he showed Martin his hand looking for a handshake.

"Yeah it is me," Martin said, shaking Jeremy's hand. "I am hoping for him to win. OH SHIT, get him, Tyson!" Martin said as Tyson stepped in throwing a flurry of punches trying to swarm his opponent. Demetrius avoided them and delivered a quick two punches to Tyson's body. Tyson shook them off and keep going trying to knock him out, that was until Mr. Syvone blew his whistle ending the first round. The two fighters walked to their corners. Demetrius had no but one of the managers on his end. Cleaning them of the sweat and possible blood. Martin and Adrian went up to the cage.

"You got this, Tyson," Adrian said as he grab the metal cage. "You got some good ass hit on him."

"Yeah, Tyson, beat that motherfucker up," Martin said as he sees the trainers cleaning up Tyson's face. "You good bro?"

Tyson removes his mouthguard and gives him a thumbs up. "Yeah, I am good."

"Are you two ready?" Mr. Syvone said, walking back to the middle looking at both men getting cleaned. "Tyson? Demetrius?" Both men raised and backed to the middle still giving off that glare of wanting to destroy the other one. "Ready? GO!"

Both men in the second round still look energetic, but with some minor pain. They still do jabs at each other to try to set up their moves. Tyson tries to go on the offensive, kicking at Demetrius trying to get him to try to block his kick. It worked as Demetrius raised his arm to stop the kick. Tyson then used the blocked leg as a pivot to get himself into the air as he attempted to kick Demetrius in the face. Demetrius dodged it as he then starts throwing punches at Tyson's body. Hitting him in the chest with a mix of face strikes. Tyson then gets knocked to the ring's floor as the crowd gets excited wanting Demetrius to end the fight. Tyson then tries to get back up on his feet as Demetrius tries to follow through with his punches trying to end the fight. Demetrius delivered some punches as Tyson worked himself back onto his feet trying not to let him fling him back down to keep throwing punches. Both men got back on their feet, Tyson looked more beat up with a bloody nose and some bruises on his body. They both stand up with their arms tied up onto each other, one of the hands near a bicep and the other near the neck. The crowd quiets down watching the two men figure out each other. Tyson is struggling to slide both of his arms in to get a full wrap-around Demetrius' neck. Tyson tries to bring Demetrius' neck down, it takes a couple of attempts, moving around trying to get Demetrius to move. It works as Tyson delivers a strong right knee strike at Demetrius' nose stumbling him back as Tyson slides in to take a blast double at him. Tyson drills his head into Demetrius' stomach as he swipes his arm near the knees knocking his combatant to the mat. Martin, Adrian, and Jeremy look at each other with shock across their faces.

"Y'all saw that?" Martin asked, looking at the others for responses. Both the men nodded back in response. "Okay, not going to lie, that was amazing!"

"I know right," Jeremy said in response. "I am surprised that Tyson pulled that off against Demetrius of all people."

"Get him, Tyson!" Adrian yelled, distracting the two men as they looked back into the ring.

The crowd grew more silent as they saw Tyson punching Demetrius as he tried to get himself back up to continue fighting. Tyson gets pushed back as he is trying to end the match. Demetrius strikes Tyson in the chest as he moves away, knocking the wind out of him. Luckily Mr. Syvone blew his whistle ending the second round. Demetrius walks back to the manager with a mad look. Tyson struggled to walk back to his corner trying to catch his breath.

"Breath Tyson. Breath!" Martin said, trying to breathe to get Tyson to mimic him. Tyson spits out his mouthguard onto his mouth to breathe better.

"Man, that dude hits hard," Tyson said, shaking his head. "But I got some good hits on him."

"Just keep going at him," Jeremy said. "He has to wear down eventually."

"Tyson, are you ready?" Mr. Syvone yells, getting his attention. "Are you breathing ok?"

"Oh shit, yeah I am good," Tyson says turning around. "Let's fucking go already."

"Like the attitude, Demetrius?" Mr. Syvone said to Demetrius. Demetrius does not even say a word, he just looks like he is ready to kill somebody. Mr. Syvone looks confused by the sudden tone shift but seems to like it. He blows the whistle when rounding three starts.

Tyson starts by moving back because even he was surprised by how mad Demetrius seems to be. Demetrius moved forward with anger on his way to try to end the match. He was just throwing punches with full force. Tyson is dodging, just doing everything in his power to avoid it. The people were watching stare at the fight in fear of how enraged Demetrius was. He just looked he wanted to murder Tyson. Tyson was trying his best to avoid the punches while trying to get some hits in too. Demetrius was just taking the hits and kept trying to punch Tyson to end the match. Tyson got in some good hits but it was not phasing an enraged Demetrius. It got to the point where he would punch and Tyson avoided by ducking so he hit the cage. Demetrius would punch and act like it didn't hurt him. People started booing as Tyson was just trying to evade getting hit, even Mr. Syvone was looking mad. Tyson got tired of people booing at him so he tried to go on the offensive to tried to distract Demetrius from rage, but it did not work. Demetrius was tanking the hits and looked like he was bored. He punched Tyson in the face, hitting through his guard, knocking him back down again. The crowd begins to shift their mood about the match, cheering on Tyson instead of how they were cheering on. Demetrius then looks even madder, as he descends on the downed Tyson striking at him with everything he got. Tyson was getting pummeled by Demetrius' punches, hitting everywhere across his body. Mr. Syvone stepped in with his whistling blowing and pushes the two apart from each other. Tyson looks defeated, battered, and bloody as he is being saved from his opponent. The crowd begins to boo Demetrius as he walks around gloating about his victory.

"Did you guys think that this dumbass can beat me of all people," Demetrius said amidst the boos that the crowd was giving. "The disrespect," Demetrius muttered out shaking his head. "I am the reason why everyone knows this fucking gy…" Demetrius begins until Mr. Syvone slaps him in the back of the head.

"Shut the fuck up," Mr. Syvone whispered in a harsh tone grabbing Demetrius by his bicep.

"Man, get off of me," Demetrius said pushing Mr. Syvone's arm away. He walks out of the ring. The trainers walk out to the ring and were helping Tyson. Martin attempts to attack Demetrius but Adrian and Jeremy were holding him back. Demetrius does not even notice this at all as he just keeps walking. Mr. Syvone walks up to the back door, when he walks out, the trainers were there with him. Greg and Adam begin to walk in the direction of Demetrius as he walks outside. Scoot and Tony walk into the cage to help Tyson out.

"We will have a short break to clean up the mess on the ring, we will resume shortly," Mr. Syvone yells as the crowd begins to look at Demetrius as he walks past the ring heading back to his office with the sounds of Greg and Adam yelling for Demetrius to come back.