His World

The place was packed and people were almost toppling over each other. But nobody minded a few nudges as long as they got one peek at him. It was definitely worth the trouble.

He was that good.

Getting here is no joke, the position has to be earned and only the most ruthless, vicious, and persistent one, wins.

He has paved his way with sweat and blood, literally, and earned the reputation of being the merciless fighter. It has been two years since he showed up here and one year since he became the undefeated champion of the ring.

ACE! ACE! ACE!

People were shouting as if in a daze wanting him to finish his opponent with his signature move. The fight has been on for more than two hours and this was the fifth and the last opponent of the night. They had watched and loved the show he presented.

But it wasn't enough! They craved for more!

It was maddening to see such a huge crowd cheering for a single person. And, why not? He was brutal, he never relented and when he smiled looking at the crowd with those fiery bloodshot eyes, their heart would drop to the bottom. His mesmerizing eyes, carrying such wicked emptiness made them forget everything for a while, and then they would see a whole lot of different world.

A world that he created with his fists, that he owned and made people drool with lust, especially those who wanted to covet that world, his world.

It was easier said than done though. Many of the times the opponent pissed in their pants when he smiled like that. They would leave with their head hung in shame giving him an easy win.

The previous opponent had lost within fifteen minutes. Everyone booed when he left and now the final battle was set. But this time, they wanted to see once again, for him to own it, to flaunt it, to make them see why that it was only him, who deserved it.

Kai had his eyes closed as he stood in his corner in the ring. He could feel the sweat dripping off his back, he was aware that it would be the last fight of the night. His ears received the demand of victory. And he was ready to deliver.

The moment he opened his eyes, the crowd went wild, and once again a new wave of never-ending howling began.

'In the right corner we have our undefeated Killer Ace and in the left the challenger Wild Beast. Let the fight begin!'

As soon as the gong was heard, Kai pounced on his prey. The poor guy had yet to move and he was already thrown away by a mighty punch to his face.

'That would definitely bruise, an ugly one.' the announcer pitied the guy who was staggering to get to his feet.

Once stabled, he tried to throw a punch but again got the wind knocked out of him by a fist to his gut. If only it ended there. The crowd cheered and started to chant his name.

Kai did not stop there. He landed another punch to his gut and then kicked his kneecap. The guy landed with a thud. He waited for him to stand up. He wanted to toy with him. He wanted to draw it a little longer. He was having so much fun.

He looked at the crowd, who was shouting his name and smiled. He wanted to give them a good show.

Kai sensed it before he even saw it. The poorly packed right jab was easily dodged. He tsked at the guy, mocking him to do a better job. Then he blocked the next hit and grabbed that hand. Kai abruptly pulled at it, twisting along the way, bringing his opponent closer to him.

Without slacking off a beat, he then head-butted him, kicking at his kneecap once again he made him drop to the ground hard. Once again he kicked him in the stomach and watched as the guy doubled over in pain.

He stepped back to let him get up so that he could start it all over again. The guy charged over at him with his fist which he easily dodged but he missed the next one and as a result, he was got slashed.

'Fuck.'

That bastard brought a knife. Kai was furious and so was the crowd. It was not allowed to bring weapons unless stated otherwise and this one was a bare fistfight. His good mood was ruined. What he despised the most is scum like him, who cheated.

The air around him changed and his playful aura was gone.

'You are dead.' Saying that he went all alpha on him. Grabbing hold of the hand that held the knife he twisted it making the knife drop. He did not stop there. Kai kept his grip tight and was only satisfied when he heard the crack. He grinned when his opponent groaned in pain. Next, an uppercut to his face, followed by back-to-back punches to his gut.

Kai did not let the fucker breathe. With a roundhouse kick, he sent him flying across the cage.

Kai stalked towards his prey, his gait matched that of a black panther. Kai crouched down next to him. Pinching his chin, hard enough to draw blood, Kai made sure the fucker looked him in his eyes. 'You messed with the wrong guy.' He sneered. His opponent wanted to drawback as he was scared shitless by those venom-dripping eyes.

Kai stood up and landed another powerful kick to his stomach that made that so-called Wild Beast completely lose his consciousness.

Barely a few seconds passed and the crowd gave a thundering cheer.

It was a madhouse and Kai loved it.

'And the winner is Killer Ace.' Even the announcer's voice could not be heard over the howling of the crowd.

But one thing was clear that Kai remained an undefeated king of the ring.

Kai left the ring, needing to leave this place, for now. He felt suffocated. The rush from victory did not last long, an unusual occurrence for him. As he passed the narrow passage that opened to his personal space he stopped for a second.

'Fuck'. Cursing loudly he made a fist and then turning to his left he punched the wall, his blood lust apparent in his unwavering gaze. He wanted to go back and beat that fucker to a pulp once again. He barely controlled himself.

That cheap trick his opponent tried to pull has robbed his thrill of the win.

Kai loved fighting. The rush he felt after knocking down his opponent was exhilarating. He was addicted to it. This ring was the only thing that kept him sane. But that fucker ruined his buzz.

He hated cheaters.

And now, the poor wall was paying for that idiot's mistake. Someone put a hand on Kai's shoulder making him whirl around and throw a punch at the offender.

But the person was not an ordinary guy. He was well versed in reading Kai and easily dodged the upcoming assault. The person was Kai's best friend, Rudy. He grinned but it faded the instant he got a good look at Kai's eyes.

'Hell.'

Rudy lifted his hand to punch the wall but Kai caught it.

'Don't.' he grinned abruptly. 'Your admirers' feelings will be hurt if anything happened to your pretty hands.' He cocked his head to one side, not relenting yet.

'They will be crushed if you could not play strings for a while... tsk tsk... think of their tender hearts.'

'Fuck you, man!' Rudy growled.

Kai's grin widened, his mood slowly taking a turn for better at his friend's expense. He flung his arm over his shoulder and steered him to his locker room.

'Drake couldn't make it. Team practice session, if he had flunked that, the coach would have his head for the main course, with us as side dishes.' Rudy shuddered. That coach was one scary gorilla.

Sitting on the bench, Kai unwrapped the bloody bandages as he listened to Rudy's banter. They moved in perfect harmony. As soon as the bandages were gone, Rudy appeared before him with a medical box.

He sat on the stool, in front of Kai and then started to clean up his bloodied knuckles. He was well versed in the art of dressing. He could do that even with his eyes closed. It was done in no time and both of them left the room.

Kai has his duffle bag thrown over his left shoulder, his pace even. The blood lust was gone but the air around him was still heavy. His right hand was in his pocket and gaze cold. His whole demeanor was shouting, STAY AWAY, OR WON'T BLAME HIM FOR GETTING HURT. On the other hand, Rudy had his guitar secured to his back, both of his hands in his pockets. His stride was as if he was walking on a ramp, oozing suave.

Two contrasting vibe yet when both of them were side by side it created a perfect blend that attracted attention. They were walking babe magnets. Both of them were headed to the basement. Kai threw his bag in the air in Rudy's direction and walked towards his babe.

Taking out the keys he toyed with them as he approached his love. His eyes losing the last of the coldness.

'let's go for a ride.' he whistled and then flung his leg over and put the keys in.

Rudy has easily caught the bag and was now smirking as he walked towards Kai who was caressing his babe.

'Next time, I will definitely be the one riding your babe.' Although he knew that chances of that happening was not even one in a million. But that did not dampen his spirit.

'Right, Mr. romantic, sure can dream.' Kai said in a sickeningly sweet voice.

'One day bro, one day.'

Kai snickered but did not throw him away after he sat. He was tempted though. Passing on the helmet he twisted the keys. His eyes lit up when he heard the sound.

His favorite sound in the world.

The engine roared as they exited the basement. Their destination, the beat house.