Later that day, Anarchy 12:50 am
"Where the hell is this guy?"
Eliot had been waiting outside Anarchy for over two hours. It wasn't in the best of neighborhoods, so a guy standing outside of the club wasn't really bothering the people going in. Surprising enough, the people going in were very elite. The hitter noticed a lot of luxurious cars and the people who were in them were definitely those of high status. The more people that went in, the more anxious he was to get in there. If this Kelly guy would just hurry the hell up.
"I swear I'm going to beat Shelley so bad…"
Finally, the car from the café pulled up. Kelly and his men got out the car and went in the club. But not before chatting with the bouncer and paying a hefty tip. Finally moving from his spot on the side of Anarchy, Eliot approached the bouncer.
"Hey", the bouncer yelled once he seen the hitter, "Are you a member?"
"No I'm a fighter" replied Eliot.
"Then you shouldn't be up here. Hey Ron!" A big guy came outside. He was about 5'11 and looked like he weighed about 250 pounds.
"We got a fighter here and he's lost. Show him where he should be."
The Ron guy nodded and started walking to where Eliot assumed was the place he needed to be. Eliot followed Ron to the back until he stopped at some stairs that lead to a door with what he was hoping was ketchup and chipped paint on it.
"Go in there and sign up with Chloe.", Ron started," She'll tell you what you're suppose to do and everything else you need to know." Eliot walked to the door and opened it to a dim lit hallway. He turned back and saw that Ron was gone. He let out a big breath. "Let's get this over with" As he walked down, he could hear people cheering and grunting as he got closer to the steel door. Once he opened it, he saw people standing in a huge circle cheering as a little guy got hammered by the big cocky dude on top of him. Squeezing through the crowd, he finally got to the Chloe girl. She seemed kind of short, black hair in a bun, black nails, black everything. Apparently she was so occupied with her puzzle she didn't see Eliot standing there.
"Hey! I wanna fight." Eliot shouted.
"No shit, Sherlock. Why else would you be here?" Chloe put her puzzle down and got a clipboard with a pen.
"Alright. What's your name?"
"Mickey Rourke"
"Yeah right and I'm Marilyn Monroe" she answered back, "If you're going to use a fake name, be original."
"Then my name is Kane."
"Wow, first an actor and now a wrestler. You're on a roll, tonight."
"WOULD YOU JUST PUT THE GODDAM NAME DOWN?! I HAVE SHIT TO DO TONIGHT!" Eliot was losing his patience.
"And just what the fuck could you possibly have to do at 1 o'clock in the morning?" she ask ever so calmly.
Eliot glared at her. Chloe smiled "Just messing with you rook. Okay, Kane. Take this paper to the mic guy and he'll call you when it's your turn"
Eliot took the paper and looked at what was going on. The cocky guy was still in the circle but he was beating up a new guy.
"Can I ask a question?" the hitter asked.
"You just did…" Chloe responded in a singing voice
"What do you get for these things if you win?" Eliot said, ignoring her smart comment.
"Money. And if you do well, a job."
Eliot left Chloe to give the mic guy the paper. Luckily, he got called to fight as soon as he gave the guy the paper. Now he's standing in the circle with the big cocky guy. Up close the guy was…something. Eliot didn't know what but definitely something. He was jumping and yelling all in his spot. The crowd was pumping him up with their "Knock Him Out" chants. Finally done screaming and jumping, the guy started charging towards Eliot.
"So predictable" Eliot thought to himself.
As soon as he came close to Eliot, the cocky guy fell back after two punches: one to the face, and one to the manhood. The crowd was in shock. They looked at guy and then at Eliot.
"That…was FUCKING AWESOME!" yelled some guy in the crowd. And then the whole crowd went crazy. But then some short, fat guy came from somewhere he couldn't see.
"WHAT THE FUCK'S GOING ON HERE?!", he looked at the fighter on the ground, "BRUCE! GET YOUR ASS UP!"
"Uh…I don't think he's a awake, bubba." Eliot said with a smirk.
"OH YOU'RE A FUNNY GUY, HUH? CEDRIC! PHIL! BEAT THAT SMIRK OFF HIS FACE!"
On cue, the two guys came from behind their fat boss and began taking off their jackets. The first guy, kind of small but lots of tattoos, came running towards Eliot. He kicked the guy in the stomach. Then he gave him a strong uppercut and threw him to the steel door. Well actually it was towards the crowd but they move he just kind of….landed there. Eliot shrugged and was now circling around with the other fighter. The bald fighter tried to swing quickly but Eliot caught his arm. Bringing it around his own head, Eliot brought the guy down with a hit with his forearm. Still holding his arm, he turned the guy on his stomach, and bent his arm tell he heard it CRACK.
The guy was screaming but you couldn't hear over the crowd, who was so loud that someone would of thought it was an arena down there. AND THE WINNER….KANE! The hitter went back to Chloe.
"I won" Eliot said gruffly and out of breath.
"And I'm still looking for the word peach", she replied while showing him her undone puzzle.
"WHERE'S MY DAMN MONEY?!" Eliot yelled.
"Get it from the guy's promoter. Ya know, the fat guy?" she replied without looking up.
Instantly, Eliot ran up on the promoter, throwing him towards the wall in the process.
"My money…now!" The promoter was scared to death and gave Eliot his money in a hurry. It was a lot more than he expected but he wasn't complaining.
Eliot was on his way out when three guys blocked the door. He recognized the two big guys from the bakery. The other one was a short, Asian guy in an oversized suit.
"Mr. Kelly wants to see you." He pointed up to the darker areas of the club.
"I forgot I had a reason to be here" Eliot thought.
"Follow me" the little guy said.
Finally, Eliot was going to meet this guy.
"About damn time." Eliot mumbled to himself.