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Fight or Die
Chapter five
"Take off your shirts." The guard ordered.
Dean and the other man removed their shirts and tossed them in a corner of the ring.
"You're new here so I'm going to give you the rules." The guard said to Dean. "This is only a practice fight to get you in shape for your match. I don't want any serious injuries because then you'll be unable to fight and of no use to us. Just go a few rounds and take a few blows. If either of you refuse to fight you die, it's as simple as that."
"You know you bastards are a bunch of sick …." Dean started to say to the guard but was backhanded hard across his face before he could finish. As Dean's head snapped to the side he could see Sam grab the bars as he watched. He knew he should keep his mouth shut or he too would be forced into a death match, plus he could tell Sam was just itching for a chance to try and bust out of there to help him and he didn't want him to get into any more trouble. He knew his brother was hurting and he wanted to give him a day or two to heal up before trying anything.
The guard shoved Dean into the ring where his opponent stood waiting.
"Begin." The guard said and Dean's opponent immediately punched him in the stomach.
"Omph." He gasped as he doubled over as the air was knocked out of him. He looked up into his opponents face and could see the fear on it. He knew the man had been through this before. Dean knew he could take this man down with no problem. But Nick had warned him that if you didn't put up a good fight there was always the chance it could be your last, and he didn't want the man to die because he took him down too soon. He knew the guards had no problem eliminating the losers; after all they had an endless supply of new fighters right out on the highway. Dean jabbed back at the man being careful not to hurt him too much and deliberately let the man get in a few good hits to make it look good. He hoped Sam would know what he was doing and wouldn't be worried that he was being hurt. Finally after sparring for fifteen minutes Dean decided to end it with a quick uppercut to the man's face. The man's head snapped back and he fell to the ground unconscious.
"Good fight." The guard said to Dean as he motioned for another guard to come over and pull the unconscious man back to the shed. Dean and the man were then once more locked in the shed.
"You okay?" Sam said going immediately to his brother's side.
"Yeah… How's he?" Dean rubbed his sore ribs as Sam bent down and examined the man.
"He should be fine."
Nick walked over to them.
"You did good." He gave Dean a small smile. "As long as you keep that up they'll let you live."
"What about him?" Dean asked concerned about his opponent.
"Oh he'll be okay. This is the first fight he lost. I'm sure they won't do anything to him. They only get rid of the ones they consider weak."
Sam looked at Dean as Nick walked over to the front window and looked out.
"You sure you're alright?"
"Yeah." When he saw the worried look on Sam's face he added. "I had to make it look good Sam."
"Yeah, but you took some really nasty hits." Sam could see bruises starting to form over Dean's ribs.
Dean winced as he looked down at his side then gave a little smile.
"Yeah, I guess I did make it look a little too real."
"Well, what do you think, did you see anyway out of here?"
"Nick said there are five guards which wouldn't be a problem if we could take them on at the same time but they always seem to keep two guards away from the others. If we take out the three, the other two will be able to get some shots off before we can get to them. We could lose some of the men in here….including one of us."
"Well then I guess were going to have to figure out someway to take them out at the same time."
"We'll figure out something Sam, don't worry."
Later that afternoon
A truck with a cage on the back pulled into the camp and the men in the shed gathered at the window to watch. Two guards jumped out of the truck then went to the back and pulled a shirtless man from the cage.
"Randy!" The hostage whose brother had been separated from him shouted when he recognized his brother.
Randy turned around and looked over at the shed when he heard his name. It was then Dean and Sam saw the red X that had been burned into his stomach.
Dean glanced over at Sam wondering if this was the man Sam would have to fight in the death match. He watched as his brother touched the X that had been burned into his own skin wondering the same thing. Dean frantically looked around the shed for something to use as a weapon. There was no way he was going to let them take his brother, not without a fight.
TBC
