CHAPTER 1: WIN AND LOSE
Rock twisted out of the way of his opponent's fist while at the same time swinging his arm down to shove him of the table.
A groan rose from the crowd of students peering through the windows as his opponent, Panther, crashed into the wall and slid onto the floor. He had won. AGAIN.
Panther glared up at him from where he lay sprawled on the classroom floor when a voice rang out above the cheers of the other students.
"Ha ha, you fall you lose."
Panther glared at the crowd in hope of identifying the offending taunter, but no one stood out. He had to admit he had lost or else lose face, so he stood and addressed Rock," I was wrong, you really are the Fight King."
With that he grabbed his shoes and left the room.
Rock watched him go before getting off the tables to put his shoes back on.
It was the last day of school, which meant it that if his luck held, he would not have to fight for two months, unless some idiot decided to come after him during the holidays.
He got up and left the room without a word. Most of the other students had left by now, those that were still hanging around cleared out of his way when they saw him. It was the same on the rest of the floors on the way down. No one dared talk to him, although his exit was punctuated by whispers and fearful glances.
It was always this way. He won every fight, except one. The battle for himself, to be seen as the person he truly was. No matter what he did, it was the one victory that life dangled just beyond his reach.
So the pile of beaten opponents continued to mount. While the heart of his being screamed its frustration and anger. Life dictated this be the one fulfillment that would never be granted him.
A war he was forever condemned to lose.
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