The nerd is a badass... Wait... What?!

Chapter 18

After a quick brake my next opponent was up it was a guy that was built like a tank. He was nothing but muscle, an an ugly looking face. This was going to be a little more difficult he won't be very fast but if he lands a hit it will fucking hurt. The bell was rung and he glared at me I smirked back. We circled each other for what felt like forever till he finally attacked he came flying at me so I charged at him then using the momentum I grabbed his shoulders and flipped over him before spinning and catching him in the back of the head with my foot. He spun round faster than I expected him to and grabbed my leg he threw me to the floor and I hit my head on the floor I rolled over and up into a crouch before I spotted him I stuck out my foot and he tripped I then jumped and landed on his back with my knees.

He grunted in pain before shoving me off I kicked up to standing and jumped on his back squishing my knees into his sides and my hands down on his shoulders I felt his discomfort before I shoved a foot into his back shoving him forwards, I backflipped back to standing while he was breathing heavily in a crouched position I ran and shoved my knee in his face and my foot in his chest before he collapsed in a heap on the floor.

I had a longer break this time so I could get a drink and put an ice pack on my head. That's when the guy came up to me "well done so far Raven you're an excellent fighter but let's see how well you do with my best fighter shall we. I smirked to cover up my nervousness, the other two had been no worse that what I'd fought before but this one scared me if he was the best of the best of these guys then there was reason to worry.

I headed back over to the ring waiting for my next opponent. What I saw shocked me; it was a guy about Hunters age he had blonde hair and a bit of muscle but not a lot I saw him look at me. He locked eyes with me and winked. The bell was rung but I didn't attack it was vital to my fighting style that I attacked after my opponent. This guy seemed in no rush to attack he just continued to stare at me before he spoke "tell me Raven how does it feel"
"How does what feel??" I asked he smirked
"To be abandoned by your parents" I froze
"What are you talking about??" He smirked
"I know a lot about you, I've been watching you and another fighter that caught my eye Cobra I think his name is"
"Shut up and fight, you know nothing" he just smirked at me, I felt like his eyes where boring into my soul that was when everything made sense, every time I felt uneasy or paranoid that someone was watching me. It had been him. He smirked
"I've been watching you for a while so tell me how it feels. How does it feel to be the mighty Raven to have everyone fear you." It was then it clicked he was their best fighter because he could get into your head he could make you loose focus. I tried to ignore him.

Eventually he attacked but I had expected it I grabbed his hand and twisted it behind his back before shoving him away. He ran at me again and I connected my fist with his face. His face swung to the left with the force of my punch. His hands went straight to his jaw
"Tell me Raven how does it feel to be unwanted?? How does it feel to be alone??" I tried to block it out but everything came flooding back to me when my mum died how my dad left us how my life changed.

"Tell me how it feels to be unloved. Tell me how it feels to be broken because that's what you are. You're nothing but a pathetic broken little girl." He continued with all the mental abuse I tried and tried to block it out I had tears in my eyes "how does it feel knowing that no one ever cared about you and that they never will. TELL ME HOW IT FEELS!!" He shouted I covered my ears and screamed that's when I was tackled to the floor. I felt every injury from the other two fights. This was one I wouldn't win. I felt the hot tears run down my face. I closed my eyes and felt like giving up when
"RAVEN!! Come on fight back. Don't listen to what he says it's what he wants you to do I love you and I'll always care for you Raven please!!" I heard my brother cry I opened my eyes and looked over at him. He would always be there for me he always had been. I looked over at Spider and saw he was looking straight at me with the same sort of hope my brother had.

I ignored the pain that I was in and felt a new sense of determination wash over me I was not the scared broken girl. Not any more, I was a fighter. I glared up at the asshat that was still on top of me. He hadn't restrained my arms so I brought my fist straight up into his face and knocked him off me. I straddled him. "How does it feel when your little mind games don't work??" I asked before punching him in the face again. "I am not alone, I never was, I was surrounded by people who loved and cared about me. I am not the scared broken girl I once was, I am a survivor, a fighter and right now you've majorly pissed me off." I punched him a couple more times before I got of and gave him one last well placed kick before heading to the edge of the ring.

I hopped out and headed straight to my brother who hugged me "I'm so so sorry. I didn't know why they wanted to meet you and now that I do I feel so bad. I'm so sorry. Forgive me??" He asked looking me in the eyes. I shrugged
"You didn't know what would happen, besides I think in a way it helped me." He gave me a dodgy look and I smiled up at him "come on bro, let's blow this Popsicle stand." He laughed as we headed to the door but we got stopped by the guy who'd been with me all the time I was here.
"Leaving so soon??"
"I fought for you that was the deal now we're going home." With that we turned to leave before I stopped "oh and if I catch your creep of a best fighter spying or stalking me or any of the people I know or care about then there will be hell to pay and I'll be looking for you." He looked dumbstruck and with that I turned on my heel and left. They won't bother us again. Hopefully.

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Authors Note

This chapter was a bit weird but I hope you guys like it

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