Starter Idea
Silence fell over the arena suddenly, as the brutish alien toppled limply onto top exterminator, Ace Hardlight.
Gasping followed the sudden silence as the limp body began to rise up off of the hero. Loud cheering and excitement erupted from the adrenaline-pumped audience; hooting and whistling echoed with the swooning of desperate female fans.
Hardlight rose up, stumbling slightly, and wiped a small trickle of blood that dripped from his busted lip. As he caught his breath and his balance, the gladiator thrust his chest outward throwing his arms into the air. He laughed triumphantly as he soaked up all the attention and worship he so truly desired, "Nobody can defeat Ace Hardlight"! Ace pounded his fist against his bloody breastplate, goading the crowd to further cheer.
From the corner of the gladiator's eye, he noticed a young female leaning up against the stadium columns. She had a smirk on her face and her arms were crossed indifferently.
"Well, well". Ace slicked his hair back with one of his thick hands as he approached her smugly. Whence he stopped in front of her, the audience went completely silent. He lifted his visor from his blue eyes and crudely crossed his muscular arms, "So what, You tryin' to intimidate me? Heh, well, it has been tried before. I'm still here, so it surely ain't workin'." Hardlight bared teeth and stared deeply into the Lombax mutt's eyes, "Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be out helpin' your daddy?" He reached out and poked the young lady in the shoulder tauntingly, "Briggs"? He eyed her name tag and spat out her last name.
"Nisha", she responded, nonchalantly pushing his large arm down slowly, carefully keeping her eyes fixated on the gladiator's, "I prefer Nisha, and no, my 'daddy' doesn't need my help, he does his job well," She breathed in deeply, "and no, again, I just stopped by here to watch the show, no harm done." She smiled in a friendly manner and stood before him confidently.
"I still don't like your attitude. If you're not one of my fans, then why are you even here? You seem too young to be here, anyway". Ace combed through the fuzz on his chin and grinned tauntingly, his eyes still focused on her. The stare off continued.
Nisha huffed at his crude response and replied firmly, "For your information, sir, I am an adult, nineteen to be exact, and as sad as it may seem, you are actually the immature one here." Her expression changed to a blank stare, though her eyes showed a serious flare.
Ace reeled back in surprise and utter insult; he momentarily glanced angrily at Nisha, then back at his silent unimpressed stadium of fans. He turned back to Nisha and looked not at her, but his feet. He was trying to calculate his next move: a way to please or excite the crowd, and without any further thought, Hardlight reached his arm out to grab Nisha and yanked her swiftly into his arms. With no time to react, Nisha closed her eyes and held her breath. Daringly, his lips came in contact with hers trembling. She could feel his teeth glide against her own roughly, but he pulled away smoothly, brushing his hair back once more. The witnessing audience yelled out not only in utter surprise, but also excitement.
Nisha shook free from the odd trance-like state and a new set of odd feelings that followed. She brushed herself off and oddly, she just grinned. Her brow was raised in not only confusion but curiosity as well. Of course she also worked hard mentally to fight off the sudden light-headedness and embarrassment that rushed over her as the exterminator placed his hand under her chin and grinned flirtatiously back at her.
"Consider that an apology, babe." He felt an urge to kiss her again, but he refused. His fans were awaiting his return to the winner's circle.