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Ichiban's Story
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The gong sounds, the fight begins, I charge forward, into the arms of battle.
Muscles bunch up, then pull tight. Crack! Flesh meets flesh. The roar of the crowd throbs in time with my pulse. I wipe the blood from my face, and bare my teeth at the
enemy.
The bastard smirks back at me, twitching his tail lazily as contemplating his
next move. He comes at me from behind, moving with a speediness that I am hard pressed to match. A lightning fast barrage of kicks and punches come flying out from
what seems like nowhere. I try to block, but his attack's get through. My armour starts to
crack under the assault.
I'm losing badly, my vision blurs as my defence begins to falter. The enemy's
smirk becomes a grin, he knows I can't keep up for much longer, and sends me flying with one well placed punch.
The dirt floor of the arena furrows in my wake, pieces of my armour are scattered
around me. Blood pools from my mouth, my ribs feel broken. The audience is cheering my opponent, I open my eyes in time to see his foot land on my chest.
More gore comes up, the foot on my chest presses down harder, causing me to
gasp for air. I can feel ribs tearing deeper into my lungs as I struggle. He laughs at me, the harsh sound drifting eerily down through the noise of the crowd.
His tail brushes over my face, instinctively I bite down on it, the weight on my chest
is suddenly gone. I bite down harder, relishing the feel of his bones crunching as I listen to the music of his screams.
I use his tail to pull myself to my feet, the bile in my lungs gurgling softly with each
breath I take. My enemy is on his knees, where he belongs, I spit on him, then I wheel around on my heel and deliver a stunning blow to his head.
His stomach and chest recieve similar treatment, and using his tail to help me
balance, I catch him between the shoulder blades. A sickening thunk echoes through the stadium as his arm is dislocated, I can hear the competion officials calling at me to
stop. He falls to the ground but I don't stop, I won't stop!
I continue to beat him, feeling my own injuries worsen with every strike. The arena
gaurds pull me away, but it takes three of them to do so. I am coated with blood, and fight all the way to the hospital wing.
Written by Ichiban Saiyan
