Day 1, post 13. All Disclaimers Apply.
Chapter: 13
As the fights came and went—so did the women. I did not fare well in the first tournament, but in the second, I found myself in the top three. It was down to the last two fights; all I had to do was win against James Tracker and then go head-to-head with the other finalist—the winner from last tournament—Jacob Black.
He was a descendant of one of the men that first started this, and his dislike for me was no secret. My fight with James came, and I was fighting him with everything I had—I knocked him out in less than fifteen minutes. The ref was announcing the winner when I felt a sharp pain in the upper left side of my body.
A/N: What do you suppose happened?