Chapter 5. Fighter

Three months later: My life had taken quite a upwards turn since I started living with Caitlyn. While she wasn't home a lot I would also go out and explore the city. Since recently she had become sheriff of the city she was out more then she was home. With nothing to do I wandered across all the city. I never did have this much freedom or free time so I would go around to see what the city had to offer. I had my eyes on this one particular place in the low-class area, A store called Barrel smoke. It was a gun store on the outside but I could see people coming in and out with no guns at all. I found it off and went to check it out a week ago. It turns out there was a fight club going on in the basement of the store. People from the low-class area would come here to fight with fists for a chance to win some quick cash. I would watch to see how other people fought. Since I had turned 16 last month no one really bothered or cared about me being there. I was even offered to fight a few times only to turn them down. Today however was a strange one, This time I was asked to fight by the one person who had won todays matches. Since it was considered disrespectful to ignore a challenge by the champion for today I couldn't do much. It was late so I was about to leave when everyone was cheering on today's winner. Everyone had fought in the club, everyone but me. "Hey kid" I could hear someone calling me out over the crowd just as I got up to leave. The crowd quieted down a bit "I want to give you a deal" The man calling me out was a muscular man with short brown hair, he only wore pants to show off his well toned body and to make sure his movements weren't restricted. He walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulder "Everyone in this club had gotta fight as some point" The man looked at me with a grin. "I'll give you 10% of my winnings if you beat me" He said. Everyone else in the club was in uproar both for calling me out and stating I won't win. At first I didn't care for it up to the point where I looked at the man's eyes. He was tired, Tired enough that it looked like he was going to lose his footing at any moment. Easy money I thought, I looked to see the victor would win 4355 in cash. I looked back at the man "Make it 25%" I said as I brushed his hand off me. Everyone started to laugh along with the one who challenged me. Eventually I started to laugh along and the man noticed this so did everyone else as they all quieted down, I kept laughing trying to build up intimidation. "You've got guts kid, Fine. Hell I'll give you 10% even if you lose" The man said with a grin. I took off my over coat and hung it up on the stair-case. Everyone was now cheering loud enough to likely be heard outside.

I took my position in the middle of the ring and moved off to one side after the other fighter entered the ring. The man was already amped up for the fight and couldn't keep still. I just stood there waiting for the ring master to call out fight to the both of us. While I waited I looked over my enemy. I saw he had been hit quite a lot in the ribs as well as plenty of bruises on his arms. No one wore any type of safety equipment while fighting so it was to whoever was knocked out first. Finally the man called fight and we move closer and closer to the middle. I knew he would over-power me easy so I kept my distance and waited for a opportunity to strike. He tried a few cheap jabs at me but since I was more alert then him I easily blocked them. He finally tried something reckless and I took advantage of it. He took a moment to pull back to swing but it was a moment to long. I saw the attack coming before he even swung and ducked to dodge it. Just after his swing I decided to not let this advantage go. I quickly shot up and punched the man square in the face stunning him. I didn't let up, following up with punches across all the bruises on his ribs to insure he flinches to the pain creating openings over and over. It wasn't until we reached his side of the ring when I stopped since that's the rules. I backed off and waited again for him to swing. However I could see he was now in a lot of pain and could barely even stand, I took advantage of this and moved in to attack. I didn't bother to pull my punches in risk of him countering me. I took a few light jabs to his arms and body at first and before I knew it I was throwing full blown punches at the man's head. He could only barely block most of them but his bruises on his arms kept him from seeing other punches coming. I kept up finally using my legs to sweep him off his feet before climbing on top of him to wail on him. After a few seconds of this I was pulled off him and brought back to my side of the ring. The man now had a large gash across his face from me hitting it some much. The man took his stance yet again and waited for me to strike this time. Since he was very tired I took this opportunity to fake him out. I pulled back with my left arm and just before I hit him I pulled it back. I then dived below him and with him blocking a punch from above I jumped upwards and punched him in the jaw with my right arm sending him flying away from me. He hits the ground with a thud and everyone waits for him to get up. After a few moments the man pushes himself up from the ground and stands in front of me again.

He stood there for a second swaying a little. But then he moved his hand into his pocket and pull something out. At first it looked like a piece of wood but then with the flick of his wrist I saw a black pop out of it. A knife, This just got serious. Everyone else backed off and I could hear everyone panicking. The man charged for me with the knife. Pulling his arm back to stab me. He was diving straight for me with the knife pulled back to stab me. I took a quick moment to take in the situation. Then just before the knife hit me in the neck I pushed the knife out of the way and quickly hit him in the face with my elbow. With him stunned for a moment I grabbed the knife from him. Since this man would likely do this again omr come looking for me I grabbed his arm and held it around my back. With his body open I began stabbing him over and over in the chest. One... Two... Three... Four... Five... and finally six stabs before I let go of him and dropped the knife. Everyone had backed away and was now staring at me. I sighed loudly and moved to grab my coat. I put it on moved to grab my winnings and left.

I got home later than normal because of the fight. It didn't matter to much since I seemed Caitlyn wasn't home. I trudged up to my room and locked the door behind me. I had turned one of the three guest rooms into my room. Unlike the rest of the house I had it painted red and replaced the carpet to a grey instead of the white she had prior. While I didn't think making money in Piltover was easy, you could find it easily if you knew where to look. I pulled out the three wads of money I had in my pockets. I didn't really know what to do with all the money so I counted it up. In the end it turns out I had taken 1200. I put my money in one of my pockets and started reading again.

Roughly one hour later Caitlyn had arrived home. After she had arrived she must have come straight to my room because only two minutes after she got home she was knocking on my door. Before I even got out of my chair she had opened my door. Because of this I put my hand up to tell her to give me a second but she didn't even stop. She grabbed my chair and had spun me around before I even put my book down. "Mind explaining why people are saying you killed someone" Caitlyn asked.

At first I didn't know what she was talking about so I finished the paragraph I was on and closed the book. "What are you talking about?" I asked.

"I have people from Barrel Smoke saying you killed someone" Caitlyn said. She was clearly mad, I don't think what I did was fatal. Not unless he didn't get help called for him.

I decided to act like I didn't know what she was talking about. "Barrel Smoke? What's that some deserted bar" I asked.

"You know exactly what it is" She said.

"You were taking part in the club they had running downstairs weren't you" She said taking a step away from me.

Wait, Did they call someone and he just didn't get help in time? Maybe they all tried to pint this on me. I didn't exactly have any friends there.

"Depends, What club is it" I asked.

"It's a fight club, Blade so help me if you were taking part in that club I WILL arrest you" She said.

I'm going to have to play this carefully. "I'm not apart of any fight club" I said clearly.

I don't quite know why but I'm very very good at coning my way out of problems along with dulling my emotions at will. Recently, however Caitlyn had become sherif and wasn't buying into my story just yet. "At first I thought you were talking about a small group of people I'm apart of" I responded.

"Oh? What might this group be about then?" She asked in disbelief.

"Nothing to special, Were a group of people who are interested in weapons" I said.

"That's strange, I don't recall saying it was a weapon store" She said accusingly.

Damn, How careless of me. "No, one of the group members go there quite often. He talks about that place a lot" I said.

"Oh? What would their name be?" She said.

I quickly thought over the four other people in the group and game my best shot in the dark. "Her name is Rumi, She lives in mid-class at 544 Yutha" I said.

Everyone in the group didn't exactly hate each other, there had even got me to tell them about the orphanage and how I had killed someone.

So as far as I know, They 'should' help me.
But all Caitlyn did was sigh. "Look Blade I know you were there I saw you"

What? Was she there? I tried to think back to the fight but all I remember was the fight. I started to panic a little due to the fact that I was unsure, I had two options. One was to give up and admit, the other was to risk lying and possibly make the situation worse because of it. In the end I decided not to lie.

"Fine, I was fighting but that was the first and last time. I only go to watch" I said in defeat.

She gave me a disapproving look of shame and anger "So he did die then" I said.

"What?" Caitlyn said surprised.

"Wait he is dead... isn't he?" I asked surprised.

"Did you kill him?" She responded confused as I was.

"I only stabbed him in the stomach, he shouldn't be" I said.

This was only getting more and more confusing. "Should I go check?" I asked.

Caitlyn gave me a small nod and I got up grabbed my coat and left.

I got lucky. I had all this money and a way out, I didn't want to risk going to jail so I started running from the city. It didn't take long for me to get out of the city, My body was pumped up on the adrenaline that was pumping in my veins. I decided since I had money there was no point in going to Noxus, so I settled on going to Demacia. The last thing I could hear as I crossed a hill and disappeared into the night was my name being called by Caitlyn. Sorry Caitlyn, And thanks for the help.

======Writers notes======

Allow me to explain something before I post any more to this story. Currently my plan is to have Blade encounter one major city every 5 or more chapters. For example this time it was 5 chapters and one or more of them was based in Piltover. My goal is simple, Each city will hold some sort of skill for Blade to pick up along the way. After he reaches Demacia he will get his last skill then for 10 or so chapters explain how he becomes one of the lands most feared assassins of all time. Then after that the last 5 Chapters of this side of the story will tell you how he gets forced into the league. As of my writing this I still have my drive and is currently finishing up the 9th chapter. My goal is to write 3 chapters a day and post 2 a day, However to lessen the load today I will only post one... Thanks for reading- Blade6309