Alex: This is in the Phantom Three universe. I suggest reading those first. I own only characters such as Malak, Light, etc.
Chapter 1: Malak's Fight
Looking back on it, this began as a way to let loose. A way to let loose and be herself. Not to have anyone breath down her neck.
But now it was something different. Now it was about pride. Her need to be the best to not be looked down on. Not to be the loser. Not to be second best.
Malak wiped the blood from her mouth and looked at her opponent as the woman looked ready to block anything Malak threw at her.
"Looks like O' Reilly might be in trouble!"
Malak glared at the announcer at that. She was O'Reilly, and they were saying she was going to lose. She was Malak Fenton she didn't lose. Malak sized up her opponent and launched another punch at her as the woman, Jones, grabbed the arm and landed a punch in Malak's stomach. Jones then Malak's feet from under her.
Malak was down. She heard the crowd cheering. No Ronnie O' Reilly didn't lose, Malak Fenton didn't lose. She didn't lose! Malak looked up at her attacker, suddenly it wasn't Jones she was seeing anymore.
Malak saw her older sister Light. Light: the one that was always better. Light: the one she was always compared to. Light: the sister who abandoned her. Malak saw burning red as she jumped up. Jones looked at her with a cocky grin as she raised her hands. Malak spun around fast, Jones made to block the kick, but Malak wasn't aiming for her head.
Malak's heel struck Jones's knee hard, and she screamed in shock and pain. Before she could recover, Malak, aka Rampaging Ronnie O'Reilly grabbed the sides of her head and kneed her in the face, Jones's nose shattered instantly. Jones made a right hook that hit Malak hard, but it was too late, she was gonna live up to the name Rampaging Ronnie.
Malak ignored the pain and grabbed Jones by her waist and flipped her onto the ground. She then got on top of her opponent and straightened Jones's right arm with her left hand while putting her right forearm under Jones's arm. Malak grabbed her bicep and squeezed Jones's body between her elbows and knees. Jones couldn't move as she tried to tap out on Malak's body to surrender. Malak didn't register it as she raised her right forearm while keeping Jones's wrist down. Malak's forearm rose higher, just like Jones's screams until at last with a titanic CRACK Jones screamed out as her shoulder was broken!
Malak reared back and began pounding into Jones's face. But to her it was Light's face. Malak didn't stop until she felt someone pull her off. It took a minute to realize why.
That wasn't Light she was beating up. It wasn't her smart ass sister. It was a poor human that couldn't handle her ghost strength and her face reflected that.
Malak ran out of the cage not bothering to collect her money for the fight. Not tonight. She paused only to collect her bag from the "locker room". She just needed to get out of here and fast. Before she go though she was stopped at the door.
In the door was one of the grunts of the Crime Boss Gaiman, "Bitch! Cause of you we lost a lot mon-" the grunt never finished that Malak's fist connected with the grunt's face. Malak stepped over the unconscious body.
Yeah, Malak didn't have time for this shit. Not now not ever.
Alex: I would like to thank chadtayor020 for helping me out. He's awesome. Review and thanks for reading.