Author's Notes: Sorry for this short chapter peeps but definitely the best is yet to come! Chapter three is on the way!
"Yes everyone this match is unprecedented and unsanctioned by this boxing federation!" the announcer frantically called out as the roaring crowd became even more excited by the minute. It had been nearly five years since the World Boxing Federation had ever broadcasted a televised pay-per-view match in Hong Kong, and on the night of its return an open melee had occurred.
Standing ringside and his eyes pierced toward what was escalating in the squared circle, the world champion Steve Fox locked eyes with the colossal wrestler Craig Marduk and grimaced at him. Holding and stretching out a boxer as if he were a mere pillow, Marduk flashed a smug smile at the champion and then showed him the true extent of his wrestling skills. Launching to the sky, the hulk of a man twisted the Asian boxer and placed him in a devastating power-bomb, doing all kinds of damage to him. Already getting medical attention backstage was the other boxer who fared as well to escape the ring.
"I cannot even describe to you the tension that is building up in this arena fight-fans…the heat between these two fighters is becoming unbearable!" The announcer yelled as he continued to amp up the impromptu fight between Steve and Marduk. In addition, cameramen crazily stirred throughout the ringside arena trying to record the match. During all of this hysteria, Craig Marduk kept trying his best to intimidate Steve Fox. Going to the ring ropes, Marduk sat on them and helps up space and gestured for the boxer to enter.
"Come on pretty boy…you're next!" Marduk roared in the deepest tone he could muster. Not wasting anytime at all, Steve just ripped off his trademark silver and red jacket exposing his well-ripped body. His fists already taped up, he quickly put on his blue wrist pads and threw a few punches into the air. All the while Steve entered the ring, Marduk kept the ropes open for him and the two began to size each other up amidst the raging crowd.
"Well fight-fans, this is it…Steve Fox our renowned world champion boxer will square off with that madman of the Vale Tudo style Craig Marduk. Even though this was unscheduled I cannot wait for this confrontation!" The announcer yelled to the top of his lungs as the crowd continued cheering for the impending bout.
With one smirk forming on Marduk's face, Steve sought to make the first move by quickly striking the brawler in his chest cavity. He continued the succession with a straight punch to Marduk's face, knocking him toward the ring ropes. Scrambling to get back his balance, Craig Marduk wiped a blood stain from the side of his mouth and then extended his arm to land a lariat to the boxer. Clutching Steve Fox, Craig Marduk viciously kicked him in gut and then hit him with a patented DDT.
It was at this time where Steve was at a lost for breath and he began to ache from his upper-body. Getting pulled up by his hair once more, Steve found an opportunity and jabbed Marduk as hard as he could to his rib-cage and then struck him right in the bridge of his nose, causing it to break easily.
"My God everyone, Steve Fox just landed a devastating punch that has just broken Marduk's nose! Blood is everywhere!" the announcer said as he continued to look wide-eyed at the match that was in front of him.
Now eager and just looking for an opening, Craig Marduk simultaneously held his bloodied nose in his state of shock and then ran once again for the ropes. This was the last straw and Steve knew it. Quickly, he punched Marduk with all of his might and the towering man fell to his knees and slowly laid out on the canvas. Victorious, Steve Fox threw his arm to the sky in celebration as the roaring crowd chanted his last name.
"He won! Steve Fox is the victor!" the announcer yelled as Fox left the ring and bloodied and broken Craig Marduk in his wake.
After the whole debacle, the prize-fighter made his way to the backstage area, right in the nick of time to avoid the oncoming swarm of reporters that were sure to meet him after the impromptu brawl. Taking a seat in the locker room, Steve grabbed his duffle bag and wiped the sweat from his golden brow. Strangely enough, the one factor driving him throughout tonight's bout was that common woman that's been in his mind for sometime now.
"Nina…where are you?" Steve solitarily questioned as he began to close his eyes and continue to ponder as he hooked his towel over his neck. Unbeknownst to him, his mother was just a few blocks away from the arena gliding on her motorcycle.
- Xtreme Slayer