Part 3
Electric Boogaloo

*DING DING*, start of Round 3.

Luca and Miguel approach each other, black eyes on both and bleeding profusely..., "Andiamo, forza... show me what you got", Luca said, "intentalo" replied Miguel, Miguel threw a left hook, but Luca countered with an uppercut, Miguel then threw a jab at Luca's nose, and then Luca throws a jab of his own at Miguel's cheek, they then clinched each other, pounding each other senselessly.

*DING DING*, end of Round 3.

Luca and Miguel we're still together, but when the ref tried to separate them, they both fell down flat on the canvas, doctors had to come in and prematurely end the fight.

they were both declared dead, much to the shock of everyone...

"AHHHHHHH", Luca woke up with a scream, he had a nightmare, "What's the matter?", Giulia asked, "Just a bad dream..." he replied, "You're just afraid about the fight..." she said, but Luca countered with "No no no, it's just that... well, sorta..., I can't explain", Luca had a hard time describing his feelings, to which Giulia said "Just get some rest..., every combattente needs one...", after that they went back to bed.

The Next day after school, Luca was ready to return to the club where he had first trained, when he first arrived though, he was greeted with someone different... "What the hell are ya doing little one?", it was a grouchy old man, no more than around 75 years old, he wore a beanie on his head and wore a green sweatshirt, "Well, what are you waiting for, Christmas? get out you small jago!", he yelled to Luca, "But I train here!", Luca said, to which the much older man said "Oh... I'm sorry, didn't really know you were a frequent visitor, my bad...", "va bene" Luca replied, "Where's the trainer?" the little sea monster asked, "well, to tell ya the truth, he got arrested, they say he was being too much of a perfectionist that he threatened one of the trainees..., so now I'm the new trainer", he said with great worry, "Why?", "That's... I don't think it's worth talking about in front of a boy your age, so anyway, what brings you here?", "I've come to train for a fight in like 3 weeks, I'm fighting a new kid from school named Miguel Rivera", "Ah... so bully trouble?" asked the old man, "Not really, y'see, some of the students started chanting us to fight, and we almost did, but a friend of mine stopped, it was then that a boxing match had to take place, and that's why I'm here" Luca explained, "Some kids just never learn to respect... Names Mickey by the way", said the old man, "Well, piacere di vederti Mr. Mickey" Luca replied as he shook his hand, "There's a TV nearby if you wanna watch something", "thanks" Luca said...

The young sea monster then turned on the TV just as the local news was playing, "This is Genoa News at 12, tonight we'll be interviewing foreign exchange student, Miguel Rivera who has an upcoming fight with Luca Paguro, noted for his recent victory against Rome's Marciano Ferrari", Luca then shouted "HEY, there he is!", "Who?" Mickey said, "Mr. Rivera is here with me at the local fish market, now Mr. Rivera, how do you think you will fare against Paguro in the fight?" asked the reporter, to which Miguel replied "Well... something a bit like... THIS!", Miguel suddenly starts punching a big Swordfish Broadbill hanging there, punching it with all his might, this gave Luca a great deal of fear as he was watching "This is what I'm gonna do to him! I'm gonna beat him and make him sleep with the fishes, ¡No tengo miedo!", after which the reporter said "Well there you have it folks, we have what could be the most intense fight since Carole Lombard and Fredrich March... back to you Vittoria", the old man scoffed "Bah, I think you can beat him, I've seen you kick major ass at that tournament...", "Yeah... although it's been a while, I mainly trained by myself and had a friend named Alberto help out", "Where's this Alberto character?" he asked, "He's gone back to Portorosso?" Luca replied, "Well now you got me, I will be your trainer, and I will make you a Man...".

Outside, Luca is waiting for Mickey, as he came out, he brought out a chicken from a nearby farm, "Alright, here's what ya gonna do... I'm gonna let go of this chicken, you chase after it... that's all", "What?" Luca said with a confused look, "It's a way to get into the speed side of things... now get out and chase that hen!", he let go of the hen and chased after it, Luca ran and ran and ran, eventually he caught it, but he was tired "Good job boyo, how do ya feel?", to which Luca replied "I feel like a Kentucky Fried Idiota...".

Meanwhile, Miguel was practicing at his own makeshift gym, jumping ropes, punching bags and lifting weights as well as throwing a few jabs in the air, "The Greatest in the World... Miguel Chamaco Rivera!", as he went outside to jog, all a sudden he accidentally crashed into a familiar face, "HEY, watch where you're going!", it was Ercole, smug looks and all, "Perdón", Miguel said with a prayer, "Hold on... you're that Messicano boy Piccoletto is going to fight, is that right?" Ercole asked with a scheming look "Piccoletto? you mean Luca?" replied Miguel, "YES, that guy!", Ercole yelled with excitement, "Here's the deal Miggy, I become your manager, but not just any manager, a manager who works behind the scenes, they will not know, but what I do, will benefit us both in the end, deal?", to which Miguel replied "Yeah... I gues-" but Ercole, not showing any hesitation interrupted him with "BUONA!, we're now in business, now go wherever you were going, I am going to do whatever I was doing...", after which Miguel continued to jog, as he left the scene, Ercole ran to the nearest phonebooth, from there he started a phone call... "Capo! I finally got someone!, now what?", on the other line was an old balding middle aged man complete with a very pudgy mouth, "Now Mr. Visconti, we will send you our finest hitmen to kill this... Luca of yours", it was a man simply known as the Don, and he was the mob boss of a local mob gang Ercole just joined as a last resort for much needed money, "Is it okay we make it harpoons instead of guns?" the sneering thin man asked "Sure, as long as they get a good shot, then we'll give you a share in my empire...", "SÌ!, Grazie Maestro Don-", "BUT... if this fails, I will give YOU a cut, If you know what I mean...", Ercole, with a shocked look on his face, laughed with an unsure look on his face as he put away the phone. in the meantime, Poor Miguel didn't realize that he's now dealing with the Mafia...

Back with Luca and Mickey, the young sea monster was ready for his next training method, "There ya go son, a nice, sizzling, juicy steak" said Mickey, "Uhh, I've never eaten meat before, are you sure this will even help?" said Luca with uncertainty, "Nah, you're not gonna eat the steak... you're gonna drink the blood from the steak!", to which Luca looked with shock, "NOW GO!", after some time, Luca felt fatigued from drinking all the steak blood, "Wow, that was a good ass steak, say, isn't it time to go home?" asked the old Mickey, "OH SHOOT, you're right, I gotta go, see ya Mr. Trainer...," "Heheh, that kid's got some energy..."

TO BE CONTINUED
Next chapter, more mafia shenanigans.