A/N: Hey there Real Steel readers! This is my first Real Steel fic so please go easy on me. I have this idea for a while so I decided now was the time to write it down. This chapter is only short but the next chapter will be longer. This chapter ends suddenly but that's what causes suspense. I know I haven't marked it as a suspenseful story but I this chapter will be the only chapter that will end suddenly. I hope you enjoy.

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Chapter 1: Emily

The Robot Boxing League had always been a big deal in the world of sport. Since the extinction of the human boxing, robots had become the next big thing in the world of boxing. For Emily Marie Tallet, boxing was a big deal. Her father Nick and her aunt Bailey were the children of the legendary boxing coach Russell Tallet who had trained former boxer Charlie Kenton. Charlie was her boxing hero and had dreamed of meeting him. Her aunt Bailey was a friend of Charlie's and had invited Emily to Michigan to live them and Charlie's now twelve year old son Max of whom Charlie had gotten permanent custody of when Max's aunt Debra and uncle Marvin were having trouble with him.

Emily had a good feeling about her new living arrangements however, something was troubling her. A month and a half earlier, she had received an email from Bailey which read:

My dearest Emily,

I have some amazing news for you. I am now Bailey Tallet- Kenton. That's right, I'm now Charlie's wife! I'm sorry you couldn't be there for us. It was really quick and unexpected as Charlie proposed on the spot and had us marry the same day at a marriage registration office. I know romantic, right? We had Max there so we were alright. I wish your grandfather was still alive so that he could have walked me down the aisle. Anyway, we still live at your grandfather's gym and I know Charlie would love to meet you and so would Max whom I forgot to mention earlier is Charlie's son from a previous relationship. I hope you are well and I just wanted to say that I miss your father and your brothers and sister so much. I would also like to say that once my bun in the oven is born I would like you be the godmother. I know it's weird for an aunt to ask her 'favourite' niece to be godmother to her child but I thought it was necessary. It's been almost six years and I was hoping for a visit. Please arrange something with your father and tell me soon.

Love,

Aunt Bailey xxx

Remembering her aunt's email word from word, Emily frowned. Bailey wasn't religious but that had nothing to do with being a godparent. Emily hadn't hesitated to reply.

Aunt Bailey,

Congratulations on marrying Charlie. I really wish I had of been there with you. As for becoming the godmother of your baby I would be totally honoured. I'll be sure to speak to dad and work out something. I'll be sure to get back to you with an answer.

Em. xxx

Letting the music in her earphones drown out her thoughts, Emily closed her eyes and leaned her head against the bus window and seemingly fell asleep. Her imageless dreams were hastily interrupted when the rickety old bus went over a speed hump. Sitting up straight, Emily turned her music up as the bus continued on its route towards Michigan. To pass the time, Emily looked through her phone for something to do.

Finding an old story she had started ages ago in her notes application, Emily started typing feverously as the music started to inspire her.

Finally the bus grinded to a complete stop. Looking up, Emily could see that the bus had stopped outside her grandfather's old gym. Getting to her feet, she pulled her backpack onto her back before pausing her iPod and pulling her earphones out of her ears and making her way towards the found of the bus.

"Good luck out there kid," said the driver as Emily walked past the driver's seat. She turned and nodded.

"Thanks," she said as she past.

To be continued...