John "The Jackal" Francis sat in his Gym, watching the news after finishing his workout.
"Yo John," Drake, Johns manager, shouted, "just got this call that I think might interest you."
"What is it Drake?" He asked.
"You got a Challenger," he said, sitting down in a foldable chair.
"Who is it? Dan? Dre? Floyd?"
"None of'em, this guy is a rookie, and it's his first fight."
He groaned, "Is this one of those damn charity things?"
"No, this guy wants an all out fight, thinks he can take you down."
"Like he has a chance." John muttered, "No ones defeated me."
"I think this guy might be the one to take you down." Drake said truthfully.
"What?"
"Look, before he joined the UFC league, he was a marine, then he was in the underground when he got back, and he only lost a few fights there."
"That's the underground, fighters down there aren't as good as me and the others."
"Yeah, but the underground has no rules, it's amazing he hasn't died."
"Eh…"
"Look, here's one of his fights." Drake said, pulling up YouTube.
John watched disinterested, as a large muscular bald man walked into the arena, a needle in his arm, he was going up against a young man who was athletically built, he looked like he had spent some time in the military, his hair was wild and shaggy, "I'M TAKING YOU DOWN KID!" The Bald man shouted, running at the young man, swinging his arm.
The "kid" dodged quickly, keeping his hands to his side, he dodged three more times, then did a quick uppercut, catching the bald man in the chin, sending him to the ground, as he stood up, the kid ran forward, he jumped and brought his leg down on the man's back, a sharp crack was heard and the man fell down again, this time holding his shoulder, the official walked out and stopped the fight.
"Damn!" John shouted, holding his jaw, 'Felt that from here."
"You see? come on John, give him a chance."
John thought about it, "alright, but he has to understand this is a legal fight, he can't do anything illegal."
"Guy's straight, I promise." Drake said.
A few weeks later.
"And now! The moment you've all been waiting for!" the announcer shouted, "coming up to the cage on the right, you know him, you love him, our champion John "the Jackal" Francis!"
The crowd cheered all around John as he ran out, walking up and throwing a few jabs in the air as 'life in the fast lane' by Royce da 5'9 played in the back ground.
"Now introducing, the Challenger, a Rookie fresh off the assembly line, after a four year tour in Afghanistan, Tommy "the kid" Pickles!"
Many booed as the young man walked out, his long purple tinted hair covering his eyes, his USMC T-shirt was form-fitting, and his dog-tags bounced on his chest as he walked, beside him was a kid a little younger than him, wearing a Sherpa hat and many other weird clothing.
"He looks younger in real life," John muttered, Tommy was shorter than John and not as muscularly built, John made up in his mind right then that Tommy was going to lose.
Tommy stopped before entering the cage, he took off his dog-tags and gave them to his friend, he turned back around and took his shirt off, leaving the wife-beater underneath on, he strapped on his UFC gloves and jumped into cage.
"Alright, I want a good clean fight!" the official shouted, "Any illegal moves will result in an immediate loss and arrest." He looked at Tommy as he said this, "shake hands."
The two shook hands, "Good luck kid." John muttered to him, "you're going to need it."
"I don't need luck," he said, "luck's for losers."
John smirked at that, and walked to his corner.
"Are you ready?" The official shouted at john, John nodded.
"Are you ready?" the official asked Tommy, who gave a small nod.
"FIGHT!"
John charged out of his corner, swinging at Tommy's face, Tommy brought his arms up and blocked his head from the brunt of John's assault, "you have no idea what you got yourself into kid!" he shouted, repeatedly punching Tommy, making him back up into the corner.
Tommy continued to block his head, not paying attention to John's talk.
"Come on, all you know how to do is curl up?" John asked, "Fight me!"
"Wow, Tommy is taking a pounding against Francis's assault!" the announcer shouted, "you'd think he'd at least try to punch back!"
"Look at his manager, he doesn't even seem to be worried!" the announcer was right, the kid that had accompanied Tommy was flirting with a girl in the audience.
Tommy continued to be battered back, his eyes looking to the side.
"What are you lookin' at? Huh!" John shouted, punching tommy in the stomach, making the younger man groan, suddenly, Tommy jumped up and kicked John in the chest, sending him reeling into the middle of the mat, before he could even react Tommy had ran across the mat and punched him in the chin, making stars explode into his vision, he staggered back a little, how the hell… he swung out, trying to get tommy but the man easily dodged.
"Oh my, this is such a strange turns of events, Tommy has stunned the champ! Hittin' him so hard that he cannot see straight!"
Tommy dodged John's Flailing arms and every now and then darted in and delivered a punch, then just as quickly jumped out, finally, when the timer was almost out, Tommy delivered a powerful uppercut into John's jaw, sending the man down to the mat, completely knocked out.
"I don't believe it, the Rookie just took down the champ! And with ten seconds to spare!"
Tommy walked over to the entrance of the cage and opened it up.
"Good job T," His manager said, "That was one hell of a knock out."
"Thanks Dil," Tommy said, "I'll be honest, I didn't think I was going to be able to pull it off when he bull rushed me like that."
"You still took him down," he said, "now turn and wave to the camera."
Tommy turned around and saw a news camera, "Tommy Pickles!" the reporter shouted, "you just took down the undefeated champ on your first fight! What do you see going down now?"
"Not sure," Tommy said, "might keep winnin', might start losin', guess we'll find out right?"
Five years later.
Tommy dodged another punch from the large up and coming rookie in front of him, he couldn't even remember the guy's name, but he's fast I'll give him that. Tommy thought, he dodged again and brought his fist up in an uppercut, catching the guy in the chin, knocking him out, but not fast enough.
"And the undefeated champ takes down another opponent with one punch!" The announcer shouted, "and what a nail biter this was, it almost went into the second round."
"Oh yeah, I don't think the champ has ever gone into the second round Brett."
"Don't I know it Jet, I've been to every single one of his fights, and he's never gone into the second round, always knocking them out well before then."
Tommy walked off the mat, going over to his "crew" which consisted of three of his childhood friends, Phil "the Devil" Deville, a heavy weight boxer who was one of the best, the large man had his head shaved and his brown eyes had a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. His sister Lil "The Demon" Deville, an MMA fighter who was known for taking down one of the toughest guy's in the league in less then two moves, her brown hair covered her left eye and one of her bangs were dyed red, she was shorter then Tommy by a foot, and was a very beautiful women, (when she wasn't in a fight). And finally, Z, the green haired Actor, the young man was an up and coming singer.
"Good fight Tommy," Phil said, "Guy didn't even see you coming."
"Of course he didn't," Z said, 'Tommy's way to quick to be seen."
"Quit kissin' ass Z." Lil said, "but they're right Tommy, I don't know why you didn't knock him out with the first punch."
"Because I wanted to see what he could do," Tommy said, "after forty seconds of being able to dodge him easily.
"That's pretty much taunting them." Dil said.
"Yeah, but if they were really good, then I wouldn't have to take it easy on them."
"True." Phil said, "so, where we going next?"
"Back to Fairbrook," Tommy said, and everyone but Lil groaned.
"Come on Tommy," Phil said, "I said 'I'm never coming back here' at graduation for a reason."
"Yeah, I never understand why you always want to go back to that old town." Z muttered.
"I'll never understand why you guy's never want to go back," Lil said, "I mean our mother's still there Phil."
"You just want to go back so you can 'go for a walk'." Phil grumbled.
Lil turned red, every time they went back she would disappear for hours at a time and when she came back, a blush and a smile on her face, she would say she 'went for a walk'. "I do go for walks." She said.
"And what do you do that makes you blush and smile?"
"I don't blush, I run and my face gets red, and I smile because I like running." She said.
"Bullshit!" Z coughed out, making Phil laugh.
"It would be good to go back though," Dil said.
"But your not going."
"Really? Oh darn, I have to stay here. So sorry guy's." he said with fake sadness.
"Oh shut up dil." Phil said, "I know you don't want to go back."
"True."
Tommy looked out the jets window as they flew through the sky, behind him Phil and Z were both asleep, Lil walked over, a drink in each hand, "Sup." She said, "Looks like you have a lot on your mind." She put the drink in front of him, "Scotch, your favorite."
"Thanks Lil," he said, picking the glass up and taking a drink.
"So what's on your mind?" she asked.
"Nothing much." He said, tapping his dog tags, "Just thinking about home."
"You know, I really don't understand why you want to go back," she said, "I mean, sure you'll talk to your parents, but other then that?"
"It's our home town Lil, it's where we all got our start." He said, "and besides, don't you want to see your 'walking' buddy? How is Maya?"
Lil turned red, "s-she's good." She said.
"When you going to tell your brother that you like chicks?"
"When this season's over."
Tommy nodded, "don't want to throw him off his game?"
"Yeah," she said, 'If he loses a fight because of me, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself."
He shrugged, "if he was a good brother, it wouldn't make that much of a difference to him."
"True." She mumbled, "So who are you going to see while we're there."
'Other then my parents? No one."
"Really?"
"Yeah," he said, "why?"
"I thought you had like a girlfriend there or something."
"I haven't had a girlfriend since I was a senior in high school."
"Huh…"
"And besides, none of the girls there are interested in me, they just like me because I'm famous."
"You sound like Z now." Lil said with a small laugh.
"I'm serious."
Kimi Finster sat in her classroom watching her students sleeping, "how come their the only ones who get a nap time?" she mumbled yawning.
Her phone vibrated and she picked it up, "hello?"
"Hey Kimi," a loud voice on the other line shouted, "Guess who's coming into town!"
"Who?' she asked boredly.
"Z! Him and those three boxers are coming into town."
"Em, I think two of them are UFC fighters."
"Oh come on, you don't even watch that kind of stuff."
"I know enough to see the difference between a boxer and an MMA fighter."
"Well either way, their coming into town today, and I want to go see them get off the plane! You wanna go?"
"I got work."
"They get here tonight at six! Com on please!" she begged.
Kimi sighed, "okay, okay, we're going, but we're taking Maya with us."
"Do we have to? She's such a downer to be around."
"Emma…"
"Fine, we'll bring Emo chick with us, see ya Kimi!"
Kimi turned her phone off and sighed, "why do I always get dragged into things like this?" she groaned.
Tommy walked off the plane looking around, hundreds of fans were being held back by security as they tried to get closer.
One girl jumped over the guards before she was tackled by security, "I LOVE YOU TOMMY!" she screamed as they dragged her away.
Tommy shook his head and face palmed, he looked around at the faces, some were familiar, some weren't, "I wish I could come home just once without a mob of people attacking." He muttered.
"I told you we should've done a commercial flight," Phil said, "when they see a private Jet coming in they know someone important is coming."
"Yeah, not a smart move on your part Tommy."
Tommy just shrugged, "bad call I guess." He said.
"Z! Z I LOVE YOU!" a girl shouted, Tommy looked over, the girl who shouted it was standing on top of a car, getting a good look at all of them from her vantage, point, the strawberry blonde had gone all out to try and impress Z with her Beauty, from the white spaghetti strap top that was two sizes two small, and the jean shorts that barely fit, Z looked over to her and smirked, waving at her, the girl screamed in happiness and climbed down from the truck.
"She was cute." Z said.
"Don't even start man." Phil said.
Tommy looked around again and saw someone, "she looks familiar…" he muttered, the woman in question was a Japanese American woman, her hair tied back in a messy, unlike the others who were dressed provocatively, she was dressed In baggy jeans and a hoodie, her green eyes looked around boredly.
"Hey Tommy quit daydreaming!" Phil said, "Lets get to the terminal."
"Y-yeah sure." He said following.
Tommy jumped out of the rental van as it pulled up to his house, "see you guy's later," he said to Phil and Lil as they drove down the street.
"See ya later tommy!" Lil shouted over to him as they drove out of sight.
Tommy smiled and walked inside, "mom! Dad! I'm home!" he shouted.
"Tommy!" Didi said walking out from the kitchen, "so good to see you, your father isn't here right now, he went to the store."
"Tommy!" a small little boy shouted gleefully, running down from upstairs, his long blonde hair bouncing as he ran, "you came back!"
"Of course I came back," he said, "I have to come see my little bro right?"
"Dustin has been waiting for you to come for a visit tommy." Didi said with a smile, "go get cleaned up, I'm almost done with food."
Tommy nodded and turned to Dustin, the little boy was his cousin angelica's son, but when he was born she refused to take care of him, her parents doing basically the same thing, so his aunt Didi and uncle Stu stepped in to take care of him, the little boy always looked up to Tommy and Dil, "how's school been?"
"It's been great!" He said, "Ms. Finster says I'm the fastest in the class!"
"That's great."
"Yeah, I bet I can be as fast as you are!"
"I bet you already are," he said, "I'm gettin' too old to run anymore.'
"Your not that old uncle Tommy!"
Tommy smiled, "your right I'm just lazy."
He laughed, "so do you think you can come to school tomorrow? It's Veterans Day and Ms. Finster said to invite any veterans I know to the concert, you're the only one I know, do you think you can come? Please, oh please!"
Tommy laughed, "I'll come," he said, "are you singing tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I got a solo!"
"Then you have to promise me you'll sing your little heart out."
"I will!"
"Now go get washed up, food's almost ready."
Okay!" he said, running upstairs.
Tommy chuckled a little, "That kid's got too much energy." He said.
"You're one to talk," Didi said walking over, "you were much more energetic then that.
"True." Tommy said, "so what's new mom?'
"Nothing much." She said, "Except…"
"What?"
"It's about angelica."
Tommy's smile disappeared, "what happened now?"
"She almost overdosed again, I'm scared she's going to kill herself."
"Aren't uncle Drew and Aunt Charlotte trying to stop her?"
"They stopped trying when she overdosed the second time."
He sighed, 'where is she now?"
"I don't know, she keeps disappearing."
Tommy sighed, "I'll try to find out where she is and talk to her," he said, "does Dustin know about his mother?"
"No, he still thinks I'm his mother." She said with a laugh, "I'm a little too old to still be a mother aren't I?'
"No your not." He said, kissing her forehead.'
"Liar."
"I know."