So some things to get out of the way. I have taken boxing and some muay thai. I tried the best I could to show that here BUT I didn't want the girls to be experts so I purposely made them sloppy. Boscha's 'right' is a straight right hand punch where you pivot your back foot, rotate your hips and then punch, keeping your chin tucked behind your shoulder. Punch with ur first two knuckles only if your hands are wrapped. If not then you can break your shit. This is my first ever fight scene I have written so let me know how I did!
The whole school was buzzing with the news. Word of the match spread like wild fire. Classes let out allowing the students to head to lunch. Luz yelped when she was knocked off balance when a group of witches ran passed her. She flailed before she regained her footing.
Willow and Gus had a different class before lunch but they agreed to met up. Luz's class was closer so she took the liberty of choosing a table. She looked around taking in all the excited witches. The cafeteria erupted into whispers when Amity strode into the cafeteria looking tired.
Luz gave her a small wave and the witched flopped into the seat next to her. The latina eyed the girl's lip. It was red and swollen. Luz clenched her hands under the table. Angry someone had hurt Amity. She swallowed her anger and asked. "Rough day?"
Amity sighed and nodded. "Boscha tried to act like nothing happened between us. She cornered me at my locker and kissed me." She lifter her hand and poked her lip. "Boscha made it clear she wanted me to submit. She bit my lip and made it bleed because she was angry I didn't give in."
Luz nodded in understanding. "Did you do anything?"
Amity smirked and bared her fangs. "She shoved her tongue in my mouth and I bit her, made the bitch bleed."
Luz stared at sharp teeth and looked away with a noticeable blush on her face. Okay. She's hot.
Amity drummed her fingers on the table out of nervous habit. "I'm sorry about last night Noceda. It was embarrassing."
Luz straighted and chuckled. "It's fine. Eda just teased me this morning. Did she do anything to you after I left?"
Amity blushed and muttered. "She uh, gave me a box of condoms."
Luz banged her head on the table. "She gave me one this morning."
Amity giggled and leaned over to lick the shell of a rounded ear. "Do I make you hard?"
"You make everything difficult."
Amity squawked in offense and slapped Luz behind the head, knocking that stupid beanie off her head.
"Ow! What the fu-" Luz whirled around to retort with her own slap but was interrupted when Willow and Gus came through the double doors of the cafeteria. They spotted Amity and ran towards her.
"Is it true?" Gus squealed.
Amity nodded as if she wasn't about to exchange blows with Luz and sighed. "Yeah Boscha tried to make me submit this morning but I bit her tongue. I wanted to break up with her for good so I challenged her. I'm waiting for her to show up so we can get started."
Luz popped her head up and asked. "How does one challenge someone else? Willow told me about the social status and aggro alphas."
Amity cleared her throat. "Usually we fold back our ears and bare our fangs to threaten someone. Boscha shoved her tongue in my mouth when she tried to get me to submit and I bit her. That's why Boscha is so angry."
Gus' eyes widened. "She tried to make you submit but you bit her. That's so cool!"
The cafeteria grew silent when Boscha threw open the doors to the cafeteria. Luz froze from the sheer homicidal energy the witch carried. She gulped nervously.
Amity groaned and moved from the table, meeting Boscha in the center of the cafeteria.
Boscha smirked and cracked her knuckles. "So you think you can challenge me."
Amity looked bored as she pretended to check her nails. "How's the tongue?"
Boscha's lips pulled back in a sneer. "That was a cheap shot Blight."
"I think I did the girls you hit on a favor. You never were good with your tongue in the first place." Amity smirked. She stuck out her tongue and held two fingers up in a piece sign underneath it.
Boscha growled, several students nearby whimpered and stook several steps back. "Are we going to do this or not?"
"Ready when you are babe." Amity spat. She bared her teeth and growled deep and low. Luz watched with worry in her eyes. She tore her eyes away to focus on something else. Her gaze landed on a group of kids huddled in a group. One had a notebook while the other was being handed snails. Luz walked over curious.
"ten snails on Amity"
"You're crazy, put twenty snails on Boscha for me.
"Amity was team captain. fifteen snails."
Luz fished into her pockets and took out twenty snails. She eyed the two witches circling each other in the cafeteria, ready to rip the other to shreds. She handed the snails to the kid with the notebook. "Twenty snails on Amity."
"I'm going to make you uglier bitch." Boscha spat. She raised her fists and stopped.
Amity stopped infront of Boscha and raised her fists as well. Her eyes flick down and back up again. "Your shoe is untied."
Boscha grit her teeth and glared down the girl infront of her. After a moment of nothing happening her eyes looked down at her shoe. Giving Amity the split second to deliver a devastating uppercut to Boscha's chin.
"Damn it!" The witch cursed.
"She got one in!" A student exclaimed.
The cafeteria was filled with roars and growls of excitement. The students gathered the fight, some pushing and shoving to get a better view, fists banged on tables followed by chants.
Boscha recovered and stepped forward, throwing a strong right that nailed Amity in the nose, splattering blood onto the floor.
Amity hissed and lunged at Boscha. She interlocked her fingers behind the girl's neck and launched a knee into Boscha's midsection knocking the wind out of her.
Luz winced when Boscha started throwing hooks to Amity's ribs. She leaned over so Willow could hear her over the shouting and chanting. "Do all challenges have to be fights?"
Willow waved her hand. "Not all of them. Fighting until someone gives up is the default solution. Some can be easy like a simple growling contest or seeing who can cast the most spells."
Luz watched Amity tackle Boscha to the ground and straddled her. Blood trickled down her face and into her mouth but she ignored it in favor of raining punches on the struggling witch underneath her.
Boscha ate a few punches before she held up her arms to block the blows. She blindly lashed out with an open palm swipe catching Amity off guard. The punk yelped in pain as she was knocked to the side. Boscha scrambled to stand up, she delivered a swift kick to bruised ribs before raising her fists and waiting.
Amity groaned on the floor, she touched her cheek and flinched. She brought her hand infront of her face, her hand was covered in dark crimson.
Luz shoved her way to the front to kneel down towards the injured witch. She reached out in worry. The brunette recoiled when she was met with angry growl. "Wha-."
"Stay the fuck out of this Noceda." Amity bared her fangs one more time before getting up and facing her opponent. She puffed her chest out and ignored the three bleeding scratches on her face. The blood trickled down her chin, staining her white shirt.
"It's going to be like that huh?"
"I know what it takes to be the best. You would know that if you didn't ditch me for half-a-witch and that human."
Boscha faltered when she saw her ex standing infront of her. Amity didn't know what she was talking about! They were the top witches. They were a power couple for years! No one dared challenge them and the poor souls that tried were stomped into the ground with no mercy. I may be hated but as long as I am feared. And I will do whatever it takes to stay on top. Just like mom taught me.
Amity roared and barreled towards Boscha, picking her up by the collar of her shirt and slamming her down onto a table. Students scrambled, some screaming in terror trying to get away from the brawl. Food stained their clothes and drinks spilled on their pants.
Boscha struggled and kicked at the girl holding her down. Panic started to seep into her grey eyes. Amity's eyes were filled with hatred. The three-eyed witch remembered a time when those same eyes were filled with love. Icy cold fear gripped her heart, the girl she knew was gone.
Tears filled her eyes but she covered it with a growl. She reached an arm back and started blindly reaching for things. Her hand landed in a pool of grainy spices. The witch grabbed a hand full and threw it at those gold eyes she didn't recognize anymore. Desperate to get them out of her sight.
Amity let go of the witch, Boscha hitting the table with a thud. She backpedaled, vigorously wiping at her eyes.
Her whole face stung. The salt found its way into every cut and open wound on her face. She wiped her face but the salt settled on the broken skin of her knuckles making them burn. Amity lifted her blood stained shirt to try and get the grainy substance out of her eyes.
A chorus of whistles and hollers joined the already deafening chanting. A few girlish screams cut through the noise.
"look at those abs!"
"Amity step on me!"
"Will you go out with me!"
Luz grit her teeth at that one, searching for the owner of that high pitched squeal. She crossed her arms and grumbled. I saw them first.
Willow gave her a small smile. These witches gay.
Boscha stood up on shakey legs. Her body was beaten and bruised. Her cheek swollen and her mouth bloody. Amity wasn't much better. The gash on her face an angry shade of red, her mouth was bloody and her hands shook. Bruises already began to form on her arms. Both were panting, trying to recover quicker than their opponent.
"Why won't you just give up fucking three-eyes!" Amity snarled. She leaned her weight in her good leg and panted. She was so tired.
"Same to you! Why the hell, won't you just go to hell." Boscha panted and clenched her bloody fist.
The witches ran at each other with intent. They both launched a fist at the same time. Boscha's blow landed, hitting the punk's jaw. Amity's head snapped to the side and she felt her body go limp.
Boscha took Amity's blow to her jaw too tired to block it. Amity had put the last of her strength into that one punch and Boscha felt it. The girls' limp bodies hit the floor at the same time.
It was quiet before all hell broke loose.
"It's a draw!"