The cheering was being drowned out by the rush of blood and my fist colliding with "The Machine's" jaw. I heard the pop and he was down for the count.
I spat blood. I stood over his bruised and battered body and stared at my work. Broken arm, dislocated shoulder and jaw, lacerations down his chest and a huge gash on his forehead. Blood everywhere. He had gotten off lightly. This was nothing compared to my previous fights. I waited for the announcer to acknowledge me as the champion.
The underground fighting ring, this is where the toughest, roughest and most sadistic and of course money. But I do this only for the thrill and release. To release all the anger and frustrations and I can't say it's ever good for the opponent. I have this strange blood lust but I can't help myself, I am my father's daughter after all...I chuckle darkly. I can't ever show weakness because the moment I do the walls may come crashing down. I live my life on the edge, always wondering what's around the corner; only thought in the world is to protect my family, forever and always.
"And the winner is, Mystic!" snapping me out of my thoughts. And the crowd went wild...
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So here's my new story i hope you guys like it. tell me what you think :D
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Genesis: The Beginning
ParanormalCatherina is a normal teenage girl, going through normal teenage stuff. In love with her brother's best friend, hate by the popular girls in school, having fun with her bestie, having the best family ever. And oh did i mention her blood lust? well y...
