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Edge of Something
Chapter 1: The Shadow Man
He had his head down but he was very aware of his surroundings. All the yelling and all the screaming only helped him concentrate. The smell of booze and cigarette smoke in the air… and of course the slight scent of blood.
The two guys he had followed here were quite drunk and you didn't really need super-soldier hearing to be able to hear what their destination was since they were very VERY loud about it.
"Its like Fight Club but better cuz we don't got to fight!" the tall slightly over weight guy said to his red headed friend and punched him on the shoulder jokingly "- Cheap beer, no cops, no nothing like that and we get to see dudes beat the shit out of each other!" the red head rubbed his shoulder and laughed a clumsy laugh "let go see some blood YO!" he yelled trying to sound tough.
Sounds good to me. he thought.
The guys had led him to the back door of a bar that was way too quiet for a Friday night. The ground was shaking with a beat that wasn't coming from the crappy speakers of the bar itself. He kept on watching them from the shadows, making sure nobody was watching him. They knocked at the back door 3 times stopped and knocked 2 more times. A big guy answered the door and asked them what the password was, the two drunk guys looked at each other like they were in front of the class without their pants on. The security guy let them suffer for a few more seconds that laughed. "Come in man there is no password. You two were ready to shit you pants hahaha-" the two started laughing a fake laugh and the door closed behind them.
He waited exactly 6 minutes then mimicked the exact movements of the idiots before him (minus the stupid expressions of their faces and the laughing)
The guy led him five floors down from rusty narrow stairs. Every step he took made big bump sounds that made the stairs vibrate.
*BUMP*
*BUMP*
The place was a big warehouse that had bad lighting all around. The speakers blasted the electronic kind of new age bullshit that he didn't understand or relate to... But even he had to admit; it had a good beat. ((songs i listened to here are: End Of Line/ Derezzed - Daft Punk)) The only spot you could see clearly was a cage in the middle that had bad unprofessional patchwork and bloodstains all over it. In the cage a MUCH bigger guy was beating up a small brownish boy that had tattoos all over him. The boy looked like he was ready to pass out. And soon enough he did. He was vomiting blood all over the pace and people loved it. The big guy kept beating him up even though he was already passed out. When the ref finally jumped in to stop the fight he took a couple of punches himself, but at least he managed to stop the blood bath. The whole place was packed with bloodthirsty adrenalin junkies that were high one every kind of drug.
Is this what you wanted? he asked himself.
He was about to walk out when a girl who had big puffy blond hair with dark eyeliner that made her look like a panda walked up to him and asked "What can I get you baby?" Having a closer look, he could tell she was way too young to be here, but the puncture scares on her arms made it clear that she had been here a while. Before he could say anything or do anything the little amount of light that in the room went out completely and a mans voice boomed from the speakers "Lady's and gentleman!" and everybody started to roar.
The owner of the voice was a short but buff, bold man in a white suit. He was under a spotlight in the cage. He chuckled at the microphone and looking around him "I know! Bull fucking shit am I RIGHT!?" he yelled and people went wild. "Lady's and gentleman my ass. Only REAL man comes here! Man who are thirsty for the TRUTH! MAN thirsty for BLOOD and WAR!" he yelled. As he pumped up the crowd, the winner of the last fight walked around the cage snarling at the crowd ready for his next victim.
Get up there and show him. He thought. Make him bleed. Give the crowd what they want and show them how sick they are for wanting it.
"…You know what this means right? This means next up it is the MAIN EVENT of the evening! Now! Get ready for our reigning! Defending! Undisputed champ! Alice!"
A small girl with dark short pixy cut hair walked in to the cage.
This doesn't look good.
People were laughing and booing. They were calling out things like "Show her how a real man does it! Give her the night of her life" and "Beat that cunt down! She needs to learn her place" "yeahh in my bad" "ahahahhaha"
The waitress girl who was still next to him snickered and said "Just you wait. She'll show 'em. She always does." And she gave him a bottle of warm beer that he hadn't asked for and walked away.
The girl had a small frame but broad shoulders and a toned body that showed she had been doing this for a while now. Long legs and nice curves at the right places. She was wearing a black sports bra and form fitting black shorts. She had crimson hand wraps and that was about it.
The ref called the two fighters to the center of the cage; she walked up with a certain kind of confidence. She looked very… calm, for somebody who was about the fight a man twice her size. Nah, make that triple the size of her. Without waiting for a start or a sign from the referee, the big guy punched the girl on the gut and the girl briefly took flight and fell to the grown with a painful *fump*. The crowd 'oohed' and 'aahed' and this. The big guy started growling and yelling at the crowd something that sounded like "I'm the kind!" and gripped the fence of the cage and started rattling it.
So of course, he didn't see her coming.
Clichéd enough, the girl tapped him on the shoulder. And when he turned around she jumped and landed a right elbow on his jaw with perfect precision. She followed it up with a clean right hook and a leg sweep, while he was on his way down, with amazing speed she knead him exactly where she had elbowed him on the face before. That had him on his butt. Keeping her speed up she mounted him and started raining down punches and elbows. It was obvious that she wasn't strong enough to keep him there for too long before the shock factor went away. So before that could happen she got him in an arm triangle choke. The big guy didn't tap. So she squeezed harder and he passed out. The girl left the big man on the ground bettered and beaten like a rag doll. She stopped in the middle of the cage and looked around her with a straight face.
People went crazy; cursing, yelling, cheering, laughing…
She walked out of the cage without a word.
"I told you so." The waitress girl said to him walking up to him once again. She took the warm beer that he hadn't touched from his hands. "Can I get you another one babe?"
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"MOTHERFUCKER!.."
"Woah woah Alice! Calm down im just trying to help here." Brandon teased his best friend holding his hands up as if to say I surrender, knowing how much she hated it when he used her stage name.
"Asshole… Stop calling me 'Alice'" the girl whined. "Fuuuck, my ribs hurt like a motherfucker!" she monad.
"Tsk Tsk Tsk… What a potty mouth" smirked Brandon. The girl jabbed him on the arm for it but it still earned him a smile. "jerk…" she murmured at her best friend.
"Punk" he winked at her and took one last carful look at her ribs. After some more cussing and yelling, he stated the obvious "Yup. You have a broken rib." Looking up at her "You know the drill, ice and whole bunch of pain killers and rest."
"Great" she whispered.
Now with a more serious face Brandon held her from her shoulders "Be thankful this was the only injury you got out of this Robin. Seriously, one of these days, the guy you fight is going to be more then steroids and freak strength and you are not going to be fast enough, what then?"
She got up looking at the ground, fixing her shirt that was pulled up and shrugged. This was the way it always was. Brandon worried and Robin shrugged. But of course in the end she always did what she wanted to do. She looked up at him and smiled "I did good though right?" He couldn't help but smile.
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After a whole lot of begging and pleading Robin convinced Brandon that she could drive herself home. It wasn't that she minded his company, she just didn't like it when he hovered and when she got injured get got worried and hovered.
She stepped into the dark alley that led to where her car was parked. As she was walking she dropped her bag on the ground and cussed. She leaned down holding her ribs to get her bag and came up with a gun in her hands and pointed it right at the guy that was in the shadows.
"Ok dude, step out in to the light where I can see you."
As the man stepped out he held his arms up as if saying I surrender. "A gun?" he asked. He had a smooth voice for a creeper.
"I'm not working right now." She said. "What do you want from me? I have an ice bath and a box of pizza waiting for me at home."
"It's not me who wants something from you its them." He nodded at something behind her.
"Do you really think i'm going to fall for that?" she asked.
"Probably not." the man answered.
Just as soon as he said that she felt a hit on her jaw and dropping the gun, she fell to the ground. Everything was turning fuzzy and she saw two of everything. "fuuuuck…" she moaned with dizziness.
"Fuck indeed." Said the short bald announcer from the cage, approaching her as two of his goons held her up from her arms. She knew one of the man holding her was the big guy she beat today, he was basically growling at her ear.
"You don't want to do this Carlos." She said. God damn she was dizzy.
"Oh but I do 'Alice'" he hissed. "You were supposed to lose like a good little girl, remember our agreement? I offered you more then what you make by winning the god damn fight!" he said getting very close to her face. She could feel his breath on his face… not the nicest smell ever. "Look i'm being a good friend by saying this Carlos, not trying to hurt your feelings or something but MAN you breath stinks."
That earned her another punch in the gut. She was going to need a whole lot of ice and pain killers when she got home.
"I don't think you understand the seriousness of your situation little girl, I had a lot of money on this fight. You. Cost. Me. Money." Carlos growled to her face.
She smirked trying to hide her pain "Too bad you bet on the wrong fighter."
That eared her another knee in the gut. When she looked up groaning with pain she saw a sick grin Carlos's face.
Uh oh. she thought.
"Hold her down good boys. I'll show her how to be a women." He said starting to take of his belt.
"Don't you dare you motherfucker! I will kill you! Do you hear me? I will ki-"
One of the man covered her mouth with his hand and they held her arms and legs down.
"What? You aren't going to scream? Well where is that fun in that?" asked Carlos unzipping his pants. He stood right in front of her casting a shadow over her. "Don't worry. You'll scream. I'll make sure you do."
"I think the lady made in clear she wasn't interested." Said a voice behind Carlos.
Robin bit down on the mans hand that was keeping her mouth covered and the man jumped up in pain freeing her and as soon as she got her leg free she kicked Carlos on his crotch as hard as she could. In the mean time the shadow man and yes that's what she called him in her head, lifted the other goon from the back of his neck without any effort and threw him to the other side of the ally. Having picked up her gun he shot her former opponent on the knee and turned to Carlos. Standing over the man that was still quivering in pain, he pointed the gun at him. There was no remorse in the shadow mans eyes.
"NO!" yelled Robin and tackled her savior, him not expecting this fell right next to her. She quickly rolled on top of him holding his hands down by his wrists. In the shock of what just happened the man just looked at her puzzled. He couldn't understand, that scum was going to rape her and she had protected him? Why?
But before anything could be asked or answered Bucky saw that Carlos was up now with the gun in his hands, pointing it at the girl. Without thinking Bucky rolled her over shielding her from the gun with his own body.
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