AN: Sorry for the delay. Had some family business to take care of. Heres the 2nd chapter. Enjoy!
-Friday Night-
Tonight was the night. Everything was gonna come full circle for me after tonight. No one, not even Mike Newton is gonna keep me from reaching my dream from fighting in the UFC.
I was currently listening to my iPod getting myself ready for the fight when I heard the official walk in.
"Black, Uley, you're up in five minutes."
"Got it. Thanks Hal." Sam replied.
I was shaking myself out from all the stretching I did earlier still getting myself pumped. I knew Dana White was out there just waiting to see me kick some ass. That wouldn't keep me from staying focus on beating Newton though. Losing wasn't an option tonight.
"Quil, Embry, wait for us outside." Sam said. They both complied and Sam looked straight at me. "You didn't tell Billy did you?" Sam pressed.
I simply shook my head. "I wanna tell everyone at the same time at the bonfire tomorrow night. Plus I didn't wanna jinx myself by telling people before tonight."
Sam nodded in agreement. "Understandable. Now let's get out there and kick some ass."
I turn off my iPod and put in my bag and walk out of the locker room to see Quil and Embry waiting for Sam and me. We walk through the hallway to entrance of the auditorium and wait for my entrance music to blast. About 30 seconds later I hear "Of Wolf and Man" playing and I take that as my cue to enter. I walk straight to the octagon only to see Billy sitting in his wheelchair at ringside. He gives me a wink and nod as a gesture for good luck. After getting inspected by the ring doctor, I enter the ring and go to my side waiting for my opponent. As I was waiting, my eyes scan the building and notice that almost everyone from La Push is here supporting me. Seth, Leah, and Sue Clearwater, Quil Sr., Emby's mom, Emily and Evan; my physical therapist Jared and his wife Kim; Paul and my sister Rachel. My other sister Rebecca wanted to be here but she was still in Hawaii and couldn't make the flight. Even Chief Swan made it out. My eyes eventually find one person who holds the key to my future; Dana White. I see him sitting a couple chairs from Billy clapping along with the other members in the audience.
About two minutes later I hear Mike Newton coming down to the octagon. He looked as confident as I was, except he wasn't fighting for his future. He walks into the ring and he smirks up at me; can't wait to knock that off his fucking face.
The ring announcer grabs the mic to begin the fight. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the main event of the evening! In the blue corner, this man is a freestyle fighter, with a record of 9 wins and 0 losses, standing 6'5" tall, weighing in at 245 pounds, fighting outta La Push, Washington, Jacob "The Alpha Male" Black!" I raise my hands as I hear the audience cheer.
"Hey Jake," I hear Sam call. "You know the only reason why I let you have that nickname is because I retired right?"
I smile, "Whatever you say old man!"
"Now in the red corner, this man is a wrestler, with a record of 12 wins and 2 losses, standing 6'2" tall, weighing in at 230 pounds, fighting outta Forks, Washington, Mike Newton!"
He does a little bow to the audience before the referee brings us to the center. "Ok gentlemen, you know the drill. Keep this fight clean. Touch gloves and make it official."
We touch gloves and make our way to our corners.
"You got this Jake!" Quil says from outside the ring.
I give him a thumbs up and turn my attention back to Newton. The ref waits for the signal from the scorekeeper for the fight to begin. "Let's do it, come on!" He yells when he gets the signal. Me and him come back to the center of the ring and touch one glove as a sign of respect before the fight.
The fight starts out with us trying to find each other's range. I have a longer reach than he does so the only way he can get me is if he tries to take me down, which it looks like he's trying to do. About a minute in he goes for the takedown and I easily stuff it. He's frustrated because he knows that I figured out his game plan. I throw a leg kick that lands cleanly on his thigh and he's already starting to limp. I fake another leg kick, but this time I throw a jab followed by a right cross which lands on his jaw and he starts to stumble backwards.
"He's dazed! Get him!" I hear Embry yell from my corner. I do as I'm told and attack with a flurry of punches. Left, right, left, right, left right. I keep throwing until he falls to the ground with his eyes completely gazed from the barrage of punches. The ref comes to stop the fight and I raise my hands in victory. Sam, Quil, and Embry storm the ring to congratulate me as the rest of the auditorium hoots and hollers as I celebrate my victory. After the commotion, I walk over to Mike to see if is still alive. He's sitting on a stool which is a good sign, but it still doesn't look like he knows where he is.
"You okay man?" I ask.
"I'll be alright. Thanks for kicking my ass!" Good to see he can make jokes.
The ref brings me to the center of the ring to hear the decision. "Ladies and gentlemen, referee Ron Craft has stopped this fight at 2 minutes and 8 seconds in the first round, declaring the winner by TKO, Jacob "The Alpha Male" Black!" The auditorium erupts in cheers once more as I get my hand raised to signal my victory. I walk out of the octagon and stop in front of Billy and kneel down to give him a hug.
"Good job son." He was always a man of few words.
"Thanks Dad," I reply. I walk back to the locker room to get outta my fight gear and get ready to go home.
"Damn Jake, I thought you were gonna punish him more! Did you see the look on his eyes after you hit him with that right?" Embry said excitedly.
I just nodded and smiled and start getting ready for the shower that I didn't need since I hardly broke a sweat. I got my gloves off when I heard a knock on the door. Quil answered and I saw him freeze. "How are you doing? Is Jacob Black decent?" Quil just nodded his head and stepped aside and in walked Dana White, president of the UFC, and hopefully my future boss. "Jacob Black, Dana White." he introduced himself and shook my hand. "You were really impressive out there tonight. That's the kind of determination and heart I like to see in all fighters. I assume Sam told you why I'm here tonight?"
"Yes sir he did." I looked over to Sam who winked at me and excused himself and escorted Embry and Quil out the door.
"Now, I believe you have what it takes to compete with the big dogs in the UFC. If you're interested, I can offer you a five fight contract, with an eventual title shot if you should win those five fights. Are you interested?"
The words that I've been waiting to hear have finally been said. "Absolutely!"
Review! (Nessie is on her way. Still have the bonfire and the therapists appoinment to go *hint* *hint* *wink* *wink* *cough* *cough* *nudge* *nudge*)