After a few more fights about 15 people have lost. I most of the fighters are not experienced so they are throwing large haymakers. Except the white tiger. He seems to have technique. I am next I believe.
Before I get up I get stopped by the suites man and he places his hand on my chest when doing so.
"What is it" I ask.
"No shirts. Just shorts. Prevents grabbing of clothing. I think you understand."
"I...I do. Let me just take it off now." I begin pulling my shirt off and exposing myself to the open. I am not just wearing the shorts I had taken and nothing else. Feels like I am in my underwear in all honesty.
I start walking up the stairs and some people are staring at me oddly. Wonder why.
*Whispers* "Hey how did that kid get those scars?"
"I don't know but they seem pretty severe. I to wonder a bit. Makes him look dangerous right?"
I hear some of the whispers. I guess my scars make me the odd one out of the group other than my age. I am indeed younger than most of the contenders but I have fighting experience. I think I can handle this.
I get in a boxing stance and ready myself. I am fighting the cheetah lady from earlier and she start pacing left to right waiting impatiently. I gotta be careful with her. No doubt she is faster than me. But...
But if her reaction time is slower that gives me a chance to counter if I react fast enough.
*Ding*
The cheetah lady exposes her claws and runs around me in a circle. Causing me to turn in circles but that makes me dizzy. She likely will attack from behind I just know it.
I stop turning and wait for the right moment. She seems to be slowing down a bit. She might be readying an attack and is slowing down a bit for it.
She stops running around me and wounds up right behind me and charges with her claws. I turn around and just narrowly dodge the strike with a minor scratch on my face. Very minor though but I take this opportunity and tackle her up close.
I grab her and wrap my arms around her and get behind her with my arms around her still and I lift her up. I then suplex her down into the floor knocking her out. I think I won. The referee checks on the cheetah lady and distances me from her and checks on her.
He raises his hand and grabs mine and raises it in victory. I smile and want to jump up and down like a kid. But I hold myself together.
I walk out of the ring and some people pat my back. Feels good to be praised. I did find it exhilarating.
I sit down and someone taps my shoulder. I turn around and see it is the white tiger sitting behind me. I guess I didn't notice. He looks at me and begins to say something.
"Nice work kid. I was expecting you to do something unexpected."
"T-thank you, sir."
"No worries kid. Also nice scars."
I turn back around and watch the next fight.
*few fights later*
"Alright next up is Brutus and Coda! The final fight of the night!"
"Okay kid, you and I are up next. Good luck." the tiger man says while slapping my back fairly hard.
"Y-you to sir" I say getting out of my seat.
We both make our way up and so far people are cheering fairly loud for the both of us. I am a bit nervous because Brutus is the only one who seemed to have been the only one who knew how to fight. Everyone else was throwing hey makers and over swinging with their strength.
We make our way in the cage and I am nervous on my side of the ring. He starts shadow boxing and flexing in the crowd. Should I do that? Like to hype me up or should I not...I don't know never been the one to do that often. First time for everything.
I turn around and start flexing my muscles and some females start cheering on my side of the ring. Not many but some. One of them is a tanned girl with purple hair and another with red hair. Twins maybe? Nah their hair color would have to be the same right?
*ding*
I turn back around and he starts advancing towards me with his fists up. Slowly. I move to the side trying to keep my distance. He has shown to be very strong, that's for sure, and his technique is fairly aggressive as a boxer it seems. He is an orthodox stance.
I start moving towards him a bit and throw a couple of jabs that hit his face but all he does is smile. I might lose this fight. I then throw a large haymaker and he falls back a bit not expecting the hit to be so efficient on him.
He gets back up and smiles. I might be in trouble. He runs towards me and does a flying knee towards me and I dodge it. He then does a spin and swings his large arms at me but misses. But he does a front kick and it gets me in the stomach. I fall back from him to recover but he relents.
I throw a couple of jabs at his head which is dodges his head and blocks one of them, then counters with a fast punch into my eye.
"Gah!" I groan
I fall back a bit which he lets me. I hold my eyes and it is blurry. Shit that's gonna cost me. I do a hook kick which hits him is the head but he then catches it and throws me to the ground and gets on top of me. This is not good!
He then starts pounding my head which I try to cover with my forearms but some of his hit gets me. I wrap my legs around his waist and bring his head in for a gogoplata chokehold and try to hold him there for as long as I can.
*heavy breathing* "C'mon"
He tries to pull out but fails to and starts to struggle.
"Grrr" he growls.
He lifts me up from the ground while I am still in the chokehold with him and he body slams me into the floor causing the wind to get knocked out of me.
*Gasp*
My grip loosens and he pries my fingers off of him and continues punching my head. He gets a couple of hits on my head for free because I wasn't guarding.
I kick him in the head once and he backs off rubbing his face a bit after the kick. I might've gotten him somehow.
I think he is more sensitive to head attacks maybe. He seems to be a bit wobbly. I think that is my strategy. LEt do this. I get up close and personal with him and throw more haymakers towards hit head which some hit but not all since he is guarding. I throw a single aggressive punch into his stomach and then upper cut him.
A bit of blood starts flying out of his nose and he sucker punches me right above the eye which cuts me. I notice blood is going down my eyes which blinds me and detracts me for a moment. The Tiger man charges at me knocking me back into the ring. Blood continues running down my face. And I notice I got a couple of bruises on me now. Since I am black and red it is hard to see the bruises but they are slightly darker than my scales.
I pick myself up and stand up wobbly. I wipe the blood above my eyes out of the ay while the tiger man is wiping the blood off his nose. He looks and me and smiles putting his hands back up for another fight. Shit.
I bring my arms up and run at him doing a flying kick towards him which he dodges and punches me in the stomach causing me to spit out saliva a bit.
I recover and throw a heavy punch into his head causing him to wobble backwards. I take this into account and tackle him down with all my strength but he is too heavy for me to knock over. I then throw multiple punches at him. He takes like a champ but he hits me in the head once and I start stepping back.
He then kicks me sending me flying back. I am on the ground and still bleeding from above the eye. I slowly get myself up and he kicks me in the stomach a second time causing me to nearly puke up. I am still fighting though so I am not out.
I grab his leg and trip him from underneath and put him in a guillotine and hold tights with all my strength left in me!
"Gah grrr!" he growls
I hold on tightly trying to choke him out, I swear I hear popping or something in his neck I am afraid. I continue pulling tightly and he nearly goes out when suddenly he starts tapping out. I don't notice it however and the referee tries to release me off of him and does successfully.
As I let go I lay on the ground panting like a dog with my chest rising and falling down, as blood goes down my head. How much blood have I lost I wondered?
I get myself up a bit wobbly and stand up near the ref. He takes my hand and raises it on the air showing I won.
"The little croc wins!" says the lioness in the crowd which results in cheers. I look over around the crowd to see clapping and cheers around. I can't help but smile. Though I am tired...How long have I been here?
I look over to my left on the other side of the referee and there the white tiger is with his hands behind his back smiling he notices me and walks over to me. I feel a bit tense but brace for it.
He grabs me by the armpits and lifts me in the air and holds me on his shoulder.
"To Coda!"
"to Coda!"
*cheers*
* few minutes later*