I finally finished it!! I'm a little dissapointed at people not reviewing me enough but I am glad that my story is being read.

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Chapter 6: S.F.A.L

As we all came back they all argued over what happened and how the hell I managed to save the day.

"What in the hell were you thinking!! You could've gotten yourself killed!!" Jet yelled at me.

"Well I……..

"Look just give me one good reason why you did what you did!!" he yelled some more.

"Ok as I was about to say, when you interrupted me!!

That earpiece that was taken off of that guy, I heard it going off while I was cleaning and I decided to listen in, I heard they planned to ambush you all, so I woke Ed up to ask her to warn you of it, but your comms was off." I said.

They looked at their comms and realised they turned them off because they needed to get the guy discreetly.

"Fair enough but still you could've gotten yourself killed!!" Jet scolded me.

"Well sorry that I took it upon myself to make my way down there and save your asses." I sarcastically said. I just got up and walked off.

I saved their lives and this is the thanks I get?? Well…fine if that's how it goes.

BACK IN THE LOUNGE

"How in the hell did he get a hold of this gun?" Jet asked while looking at it.

"I thought I left that in the re-fridgerator." Spike said while smoking a cig.

"I told you not to leave guns in there!!" Jet complained.

"It was in case of an emergency, and anyway wasn't that your gun?" he asked.

"Look the point is here he went out there and had no regard for his own safety!!." he said.

"So what's your point?" he asked lazily.

"Ahh just forget it !! I'm just frustrated with that kid, he can't just go off and do reckless stunts like that and try to get himself killed" he moaned as he took a drag of his cig.

Spike just layed on the couch not listening, Faye was looking at some magazine pretending not to listen to him complain, Kira was no where to be seen, Ed had gone off somewhere with Ein.

As for me, I wanted to get my mind off of this day, so I went out for a walk, try and process what happened today.

Can't believe I managed to do all of that, I know it has been a long time since I've even held a gun or fired one for that matter...but…still how in the hell did I do all of that and how did I managed to hit that guy from the top of the tower with such lousy aim and that amount of distance??

I thought to myself, as I walked along the dark streets, I saw that it has similarities to back home, but it was the same old, same old wherever I went.

As I walked by I heard some voices.

"Look guys…I promise I'll cough up the dough soon just give me some time…please!!"

"You had yer time boy, 2 weeks to be right, so I guess we're gonna have to teach you a lesson in respect!!"

"Wait…man…please I'm beggin ya here!!"

"Hey assholes!! Two of you against one guy? You wanna fight? then, come get some!!" I yelled at them.

"Who the fuck is this idiot?"

"Well whoever he is, he's dead meat, get im!!"

They came at me I saw the first guys fist come at me and dodged it, and nailed a hard elbow to the back of his head sending him down. The other guy came lunging for me, I ducked his attempt and nailed a high kick to his head, sending him crashing to the ground.

As I looked for the other guy, he was gone…well until he came out of nowhere and nailed me in the back of my head with a garbage can, I was stunned for a moment when he held me back.

"I got im man, hit im!!" he yelled to his accomplice.

As I was held back in a full nelson, I saw his fist come flying at me, but it was sheer luck I managed to get out of the hold, and he hit his friend instead, knocking him out cold, with a broken nose.

"You little……..

He came at me swingin, I dodged every shot and nailed a few kicks to the head, couple of punches to the gut, and followed by a huge jaw breaking uppercut, it took him right down. He layed there for a second spewing blood out of his mouth and nose, his partner was conscious and he grabbed him and looked like they were backing off.

"Let's get outta here!!"

"Can't believe we got our asses handed to us, by some punk kid!!"

They staggered off, I knew I did the right thing, they would've torn that guy apart considering his size.

"You ok?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I thought I was a dead man walkin for sure." he said.

The guy looked around in his late twenties, he was African-American by the look and sound on his voice and had a shaved head but was covered with a baseball hat, he wore a sort of, basket ball jersey with a baseball jacket on top of it, with some track pants and some old construction boots.

"Well see ya round." I said while walking away.

"Wait…hold on a second!!" he shouted while trying to stop me for a second.

I turned around and I saw him coming towards me, so I stopped to see what he had to say.

"My brother, those were some sweet ass moves you pulled off back there, what is that, kung-fu or that tae-kwon-do shit?" he asked me.

"It's actually some basic forms of Kempo karate, Muy tai kick boxing and some Sombo style wrestling." I explained.

"Really? Well I'm in luck…well as you too." he said.

"How so?" I asked.

"Well as it so happens I'm part of this thing called SFAL." he said.

"Ok so what's that?" I asked.

"It stands for Street Fighting Association League, and those guys were a couple of punks who I betted against with my last guy, unfortunately he didn't qualify so he signed with someone else sayin I was "holding him back" , and I owed money to those two clowns, but then you come along, and I guess someone up there likes me, because we were destined to become partners!!" he said.

"Hold on a minute there, I never said we were joining up!!" I stated.

"Now let me finish first! I'll cut straight to the point, I think you have potential to be the best, and believe me with your skills and my mind we can be a force to be reckoned with." he said.

"But what's in it for me?" I asked.

"Now that's the sweet part, you do the kicking and I'll do the thinking, just make sure you win." he said.

I was about to walk off until he said…..

"Did I mention there's a cash prize for every fight you win?" he said.

I turned around and walked back to him.

"Now you're talkin my language, how much do I get?" I asked.

"Well it depends on who you're fighting, and also just to remind you I will be taking a cut from your wins, but you get the rest…….

So what do ya say?" he asked me.

His hand was extended out to me.

This could be a good opportunity for me to put my skills to the test and earn some big bucks, what have I got to lose?

"You got a deal!!" I said extending my arm to meet his and sealing the deal.

"But also if you could do me a favour in return, whenever I need info on certain kinds of people that are hard to find, I promise to let you have more of a cut in my profit." I said.

"Well why not my brother!! I look forward to bein your eyes and ears on the streets.

Since you and I will be partners, take this." he said handing me some sort of device.

"It's a cell phone, so I can reach you and keep tabs on your whereabouts, when a fight comes up I'll call you." he said.

"Just out of askin what's your name?" he asked me.

"Travis, but everybody calls me TJ" I said.

"Well then TJ, my name is Otto…Otto Creed, and I'll see you very soon my brother." he said leaving the area.

I was a bit surprised but I have done street fighting before, I'm no stranger to no holds barred, bare knuckle fighting, I even got busted for doin it, that's what got me sent to the army in the first place.

But was this a good thing to do or a mistake?

Was it the right decision by TJ?

What did you all think Reviews please!!