A/N: Another update! Eeep! I know these chapters are kind of short, i'll work on it. I probably won't post this often all the time, but I'll try to at least once a week :)

Disclaimer: I don't own glee or any of it's characters.

"Dude where the fuck have you been? You fight in five,"

Puck said, he pushed past him, and made his way inside the warehouse. He didn't need to hear this shit. He has to stay focused. He needed to win for once. He needed to be more than a Lima Loser for once in his god forsaken life. He entered the smoky back room, where some of the boxers came to hang out before going out to fight. Puck, who had obviously followed him there finally spoke up.

"What the fuck happened?"

He said shuffling through his bag, looking for his gloves, where the fuck are they he thought. He felt Puck punch him in the arm.

"What the hell man?"

"I asked you a question dickhead,"

"Quinn and I broke up, she threw me out, then told me she was pregnant or some shit like that,"

"Your mom is going to kick your ass,"

"Yeah well, all I'm worried, is kicking whoever's ass is out there right now,"

Before Puck could respond, Sam, Mike and Artie busted in.

"Hudson! You came," Sam said, fist bumping Finn.

"Of course I came, wouldn't miss it,"

"Listen, I got to go host, I'll see you in the ring bro,"

Finn turned to the rest of them.

"Can I get some privacy?"

He all but yelled, Artie put his hands up in mock defense. And they all left. He just needs silence. It feels like there is always some one telling him what to do all the at the door, he decided it was time, he can't pussy out of this one. He started towards the door, thinking of all the possibilities. He heard his name being called, but took his precious time walking down the hallway towards the room where the ring was. If he wanted to win his first fight he needed to be in the right mindset. Ugh, fuck that he thought, as he started to bolt towards the door. He opened it and instantly got nervous. There were around 200 people at the least there, and standing in the ring was Puck, and Karofsky. This dude was probably the last person he wanted to fight, him and his little group of idiots were assholes, but no one ever said shit, because they could and would kick your ass that second. Finn was without a doubt scared, but he couldn't let that show. Once your weakness is spotted, you're done, and boxing was his future, it's all he had. So he manned up, and started towards the ring.

"There he is, Frankenteen get your ass up here,"

Puck said into the microphone. He used his old nickname from before he dropped out of high school, he could have used his last name, but that was too personal, besides, Frankenteen was intimidating. It used to be an insult, he used it to his advantage now. He climbed up to the ring and faced Karofsky, sure he was taller, but they were both strong, Karofsky had skill on his side.

"Alright, tonight we have Karofsky and Frankenteen in the ring tonight people, give these motherfuckers a hand people,"

The crowd erupted, but he knew it was for the person in front of him. No one knew who he was, and if they did, they knew him as the awkward giant who dropped out of high school because he was too dumb to keep going or the bastard who worked at McDonalds. He was pulled out of his thoughts when Puck spoke again.

"Okay, you guys know the rules, there aren't any. Fight dirty, first one down and can't get back up, wins,"

They both retreated to their respective corners of the ring. With his heart racing and palms sweating, he reminded himself of his only personal rule;

Show no weakness.

The whistle blew and he felt his heart stop, sure he had fought in these things before, but he'd always lost, and he was fighting Karofsky this time. He stepped into the middle of the ring, looked him square in the eyes, and took one hit to his jaw, using knowledge on his side, hitting him in the gut next, knocking him down. He was too distracted by the pride of it he didn't notice Karofsky getting up and swinging straight at his face, knocking him down. Just as he was about to get up, he felt him jump on him, punching and kicking with no mercy. He honestly tried to fight back, but he couldn't, Karofsky's big body just wouldn't move. Then, all he saw was black.