I was reading over my first chapter and realised I went from narrative to third person to first person so I've decided I am going to write his in first person for this story. I had originally decided to write in third person but kept swapping in between so that's why I chose first person, anyway I hope you enjoy the chapter.

At Tuksons

"Don't tell me you're still fighting for him" Tukson said to me.

"I have to, unless I want to be homeless" I told him. "Anyway, do you have any books?"

"Yeah, I've got some in the back, let me get them".

Tukson went to the back and rummaged around in some boxes.

"Do you want weapons or hand to hand combat?"

"Hand to hand".

Tukson came out with the book and handed it over.

"That'll be 5.70 Lien".

I handed over the lien and went to leave.

"Hey Crim is that a new jacket?"

"Yeah Chuck got me it".

I was wearing a black leather jacket that had rips around the shoulders. I made my way back to the shack with the book. It was 11 o'clock so I had two hours until the event.

Back at the shack

"Hey Crim did you get the book?" Chuck asked.

"Yeah you owe me 5.70"

Chuck suddenly pulled out a knife.

"I owe you nothing!"

"Chuck calm down". Chuck did this quite often, he made me a deal then threatened me when I asked for my end of the deal. Chuck was tall a broad but not very muscly, he had short brown hair with a big bald patch on the back, he wears camo trousers and a yellow t-shirt with a smiley face on it.

"DON'T YOU TELL MAH TU CALM DOWEN!"

Chuck was obviously drunk. He grabbed me a put me in a choke hold, Chuck used to be in the army. Everything started to go black as I struggled to breath.

1 ½ hours later

*SPLASH*

"AUGH CHUCK WHAT THE HELL!"

Chuck had thrown a bucket of water over me and soaked my jacket and grey trousers.

"You have half an hour before the event so get ready".

I sprang up and put on my fighting gear, a black sleeveless t-shirt and green shorts.

"Lets go".

Chuck and Crim make their way to From Dust 'til Dawn

We walk around the back to see a big crowd in a circle. There was an old man (Not the shopkeeper) with a chalk board taking bets, while the announcer told everyone who was fighting.

"Today the competitors are Crim Onyx the club favourite versus Cardin Winchester the tank".

Cardin and I stood opposite each other in the centre ready to fight.

"3… 2… 1… FIGHT!"

Well I'm pitted against Cardin I wonder if Chucks training has paid off, but we'll find out soon. as for when I upload chapters I don't really have a schedule so I will just be uploading whenever I have a chapter ready.