So spoilers for season 2 ahead, though in all honesty its really just a play by play of the S2E10.

"Tory, enough!" I shout out, trying to get the girls from fighting. To my utter astonishment, Tory pushes me out of the way and kicks me to the ground. We lock eyes for a moment and I can see the pain plastered on her face. It was then that her words ran through my head.

"The World shows no mercy, so why should we? Some people have it good, but the rest of us have to fight for every inch of what's ours... Not just to score a point. For everything."

She was fighting for every inch, and I had taken advantage of that. If only I'd gotten to talk with her before this all happened.

"Sam!"

I was snapped back to reality at the voice of Robby Keene. He'd gotten away from the others and was bounding up the stairs. I can't let him get in the way again!

As he was coming up to the landing, I swept my foot towards him, knocking him down. I have to keep him away from Tory!

I rush him as the girls bring their fight to a lower landing, better to get him out of the equation so that I can deal with the girls.

I send two kicks to his legs and midsection, trying to get him off balance before I lean back to avoid a kick aimed at my head. He throws two punches at me, neither getting to their intended target.

"What does a Corba do?"

Slither.

I weave through his defense and send a roundhouse to his stomach again. He catches it and sends an elbow into my leg and then my face.

Shit!

As I'm backing up and thinking of ways to finish this he speaks up again.

"That's for taking advantage of Sam!"

Who does this prick-

"I would never."

"Then why did it happen?!"

To think he'd even suggest such a thing! Before I know it we're exchanging blows again, I hear Sam scream in the background. I manage to knock him to the ground and knee him in his ribs twice. He's not getting away this time. I get up and kick Robby over to the railing. He starts to get up but lays back down and dodges to kick I aimed at his head. As he's getting back up I can't help but mock him.

"She doesn't love you, she loves me!"

This sets Robby off, making him swings his leg at my own. He manages to get me with his second kick but I grab a hold of the third. He uses the railing to his advantage as he drives home another kick sending me to the wall. I bounce back right into his fists as he starts to aim at my stomach and then my face. I blocked one of his punches by bringing my arm up but that was quickly met with a kick to my left leg, bringing me down to my knee.

I didn't have any time to think, Robby was beyond livid. I leaned back to avoid a kick aimed at my ribs, Robby continuing to follow me with a backfist barely missing my nose. Luckily this left him open for me to kick him away, allowing me some time and letting me get my bearings. He comes at me with a simple straight punch. Having sparred with Hawk so many times, it's basically become routine for what happens next.

I knock him off balance by rotating with the punch and hook my arm under his extension, following quickly with my leg sweeping behind his own so I can throw him to the ground with a shoulder throw. Using this to my advantage I flip him over and pull his arm towards me, holding it in place while also holding down his shoulder, increasing the pain and not allowing for him to get out of the grip. If I wanted to, I could easily break his arm or at least pop his shoulder out of its socket.

Just as I was about to put Robby out of the fight a voice hits me. Sensei Lawrence's voice.

"I wasn't taught the difference between mercy and honor, and I paid the price for it. If I'm extra hard on you, it's only because you have the potential to be better than I ever was... You want that, don't you?"

I hear the yelling and screaming from the other kids who are watching the fight. I look to Robby, who's squirming under my grip.

The difference between mercy and honor.

I let go of Robby's arm. Taking a breath I swallow before I say my next two words.

"I'm Sorry."

Next thing I know, Robby elbows me on the side of my head, hooks my leg in his as he's getting up from the floor, and with a powerful kick to my stomach I'm looking up at the ceiling. I notice the railing slowly getting further and further away, my arms reaching for something to stop me.

The last thing I hear is a scream.

"Miguel!"

I woke up with start. I looked around my room quickly as I sat up, touching my face to feel for any bruises or pain. I check my phone to see what time it was but almost dropped it in shock.

May 20th

The day after the tournament...

I don't think I'll be continuing this story, it's just an idea I had in mind for a little over a week.

Byeeee