Game of Thrones: Finding Yourself
Chapter 7 of my Game of Thrones story; enjoy. Well, the decision has been made, brace yourself for the fight.
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Disclaimer: Game of Thrones belongs to George R.R. Martin.
Fight of a Lifetime
Gendry sighed; today was the day; he had to choose now. He had an upcoming match with Gregor Clegane; the Mountain. This could well be the last few hours of his life. If he accepted the fight then Gregor would likely kill him with the ferocity of the attack. If he refused; it wasn't just his life at stake; the owners of the Fight Club would come after him, putting his mother and Cat at risk. But even when he explained the risks they would face if he refused they did not want him to fight, fearful for his safety. However in the end they agreed to leave the decision up to him. As far as he was concerned his decision had been made for him. He joined Cat and his mother for breakfast; trying hard not to see the looks they were giving him. He knew they were both wondering if they'd ever see him alive again. Once he was finished he headed out to work; the fight would take place tonight. Until then the day passed normally; Tobho Mott noted his somewhat subdued manner.
"Gendry," He asked; clearly concerned. "Is something wrong?"
Gendry pondered for a moment and decided to come clean. "Sir I…You know about my…night job, right?"
Mott nodded; his expression firm and serious. Gendry continued.
"I…I have to decide tonight, if I should go through with the fight that's about to happened." He explained. "I've been challenged to fight the Mountain."
Mott was shocked by this and realized immediately that Gendry was telling him, in preparation of what he felt was his doom.
People thought if you were nervous; time dragged. Gendry had to disagree, it felt like no time at all when he found himself walking through the night; heading to the Fight Club. He had kissed his mother and Cat before leaving; wondering once again, if this was the last time he'd see them. He sighed when he considered what his choices really boiled down to; him fighting and taking a high risk of death, or him refusing and still risking death; but also putting his mother and girlfriend at risk of being hurt, but quite possibly not killed. However the risks involved in the not fighting choice only really applied if he stupidly went straight home after refusing. If he avoided going home and took a roundabout route he could quite possibly lose them and get home completely free. He sighed, all the risks involved were weighed up and considered; finally he entered the fight club; he had made up his mind. It was time to make his choice known. He soon saw the fight promoter standing waiting for him; the man approached.
"Gendry, there you are; so are you ready?" He asked.
"Gendry sighed; this was it. "Yeah; I'm ready. Let me just get ready."
The promoter nodded and turned away. As Gendry headed to the changing room; he noted nobody looked at him; nobody looked at Gregor's opponent until he was in the ring. It was understood that it was done so as not to give the victim false hope or encouragement.
He stepped into the ring, all ready. Gregor already stood, waiting for him; his face devoid of emotion. Gendry fought to stay impassive.
'Is that what the face of death looks like?' He wondered before mentally shaking himself; he couldn't think like that.
The promoter took his place on the stage next to the cage and called out to the crowd; calling for the bets to be made and riling them up. Gendry remained oblivious, staying focused on Gregor; he knew Gregor's only weakness, but doubted he could last long enough to exploit it. Then it was time and before Gendry could even react Gregor attacked. Gendry found himself being pummelled as he tried desperately to defend himself; injuries that would lead to bruises. He knew however that Gregor was just warming up, especially when the attacks began to leave surface abrasions. Gendry managed to duck out of the way, staggered back, breathless and in pain as Gregor turned to face him again. Gendry attacked; but Gregor barely flinched. The fight soon began an exchange of blows; with Gendry getting the worst of it; Gregor he noticed was slowly getting tired and starting to feel the blows; but not at a rate quick enough for Gendry's advantage. He could only hope and pray that he would survive; Gregor was getting serious. Suddenly Gregor struck out with several blows; Gendry grunted in pain as he felt his left arm break; another blow dislocated his right shoulder. Gendry staggered back; wondering if this was the end.
Gregor advanced, a little slower than before; growing more and more tired. But Gendry wasn't in any shape to exploit it; Gregor struck out towards his face, Gendry was unable to properly block and took the blow, almost full force. He staggered back; he was leaning against the cage, his back to the ring. Gendry groaned; he knew he would end up with a black eye, plus his nose had been busted, he could taste the blood as it slid down over his mouth. He coughed and spat a mouthful of blood out. Gregor struck again; this time hitting him in the side; breaking at least three ribs, sending him along the edge of the cage and back into the same position as before, but on a different wall of the cage.
'This is it.' He thought sadly. 'I'm sorry mom, I'm sorry Cat, sorry, I never found out your real name, I was never able to help you…I…'
He stopped his thoughts as he looked out into the crowd from this direction. Sitting on one of the bleachers, right at the back of the room, was Cat. He couldn't believe it; what was she doing here. Unlike the rest of the crowd who were yelling and cheering; she sat silently, watching with wide eyes. She was gripping the bench so tightly her knuckles were white. But seeing her sent a surge of energy through him.
He suddenly felt stronger; despite feeling like nothing but a punching bag before. He couldn't let her down; not now. He could hear Gregor's heavy breathing as he came up behind him. He turned and, with as much strength as he could muster, swung a punch. At the same time Gregor lashed out with his foot. Gendry yelled and fell as his left leg broke; Gregor grunted from the blow he took and staggered before suddenly overbalancing and falling to the ground. Stunned silence fell as everybody waited; the promoter began a count, if he reached ten and neither of them were standing then the first one on his feet after that would win. Despite Gendry's best efforts he couldn't pull himself up, Gregor seemed to having similar problems. Growling to himself Gendry pulled himself along to the edge of the cage as the count reached ten; Gregor was still trying to get back up. Using his good arm, Gendry pulled himself up, using the cage, only one thing going through his mind.
'Gotta get up, c'mon, move. Gotta do this, for Cat…for Cat.'
He looked back and saw Gregor was almost to his feet; he cringed, but then Gregor's legs gave out and he fell again; a dazed look in his eyes. Gendry grit his teeth against the pain and hauled himself onto his feet; he gingerly put his weight back on his legs, putting most on his right leg and pushed himself off the cage, he stood, Gregor was still on the ground. He felt dizzy but kept it together as the crowd went wild. He managed a small smile; he had done it; he had won, just barely, but he had won.
What happened next, he wasn't completely aware; it all passed in a haze. However when he was aware of his surroundings again; he was in a hospital bed; the doctor talking about a car crash, a cover story provided by the club no doubt. He slowly became aware that his injuries had been treated. It was then the door to his room opened and his mother and Cat came in.
"Gendry." His mother gasped as she rushed forwards and hugged him.
"Ow, mom…" He groaned, reminded her of his injuries.
She stepped back. "Sorry; Cat told me what happened. I can't believe you did it…I'm so proud of you."
He smiled and let her kiss him before leaning back on the bed, it was over, that was all he cared about, it was over at last.
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