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Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

It really was just one of those days and for Grace Sullivan they were becoming a common occurence. She sat in the car and took a deep breath. She had just about been able to pull into the curb when the engine died and seemingly no amount of trying was going to persuade it to reignite for her. She had reached inside her bag for her cell phone to find that it was dead. Broken or no battery... it didn't matter. There was no cab a phone call away. She looked around outside, already knowing that this was not exactly one of the best neighbourhoods to brake down in. The street lamps were just coming on and the clouds were building, looking like they were getting ready for a downpour. Of course they were, Grace thought to herself. She guessed she couldn't be more than a block or so away from a sub-way station, but the blocks that she was going to have to walk were not like those downtown. She had been in the city about 3 months and was still finding her feet a little. At 26 years old, a graduate in Journalism, shehad worked for a small time paper in her home town. The had then been a town disaster - a fire at one of the plants - which had caused nearly a dozen deaths and there had been a worry that a noxious cloud of gas was at risk of being released. Her two weeks of daily reports had gotten her noticed by one of the national papers and so here she was. A no-one at a big paper in the big city. She had made a few friends at work but nothing serious at the moment. She had bought the car shortly after arriving in the city. It was old, it had been all she could afford and now it had done what she had been expecting it to do for a while. Having just dropped off a colleague who had pretty much invited himself into her car to get the lift home, she now found herself on her own with walking her only option. She picked up her purse and climbed out of the car. She was 5'7, with an athletic build. A slim waist, curvaceous rear and a 36d bust. Her shoulder length red hair was tied back in a pony tail with a simple silver clasp. The crisp white shirt she had left the apartment in this morning was a little more creased now. And the grey mid-thigh length skirt was not much better. She had not bothered with a jacket this morning - something she was now regretting. Her black heels clicked on the concrete as she tried to walk quickly without drawing particular attention to herself. Had she expected to be out of the office researching or talking to potential witnesses she would have been in flat shoes and pants, but she had spent the day in the office and had had a briefing with the editor first thing... hence the heels and the skirt. Now she was cursing her luck yet again.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

The night was a thing that scared little children, something that was suppose to be scary to those who feared the dark, most never realized that there truly were scary things in the dark, some of the most terrible people would come out in the dark including a small group that was walking together down the side of the road right now. Three in number at the moment all buzzed from a bit of drinking their bodies covered in tattoos and their clothes baggy and ragged, the perfect example of hood rats as they could be called, the kind of people that would do something without caring who they harmed in the process. And right now the hooted and hollered when they were a few feet behind the young redhead walking along the road in her heels, hey baby!, oh look at dat ass!, they whistled as well as the entire group sped up to catch up to her now. Soon enough she would be surrounded in a mini triangle with them all eying her body lustfully, the one behind her reached forward to smack her ass hard oh man she does have a booty! he said to the others who laughed at their friend's comment. Mmm I think we should play with her some, all dressed up like a prude but with the body of a slut she is just asking for it the largest of the group said. Now even through the night brings out some of the worst things it also has it's good things, the good thing tonight was Eric storming who was walking about twenty yards behind all of them. At six feet tall exactly Eric was an imposing figure especially because right now he was in a hoody masking his features in the darkness, he heard the hooting and hollering of the men ahead of him but he thought nothing of it for now. As he walked closer he could hear them saying something about a woman, his dark blue eyes squinted in the darkness trying to pick out her form, he could see her right in the middle of the three men. Under the hoody was a lean toned body, not one that was cut down to the bare basics but one that was muscled with a bit of fat still there, he continued to walk forward slowly wondering if this was going to be a problem because he honestly did not to deal with this if it was going to escalate further. A pair of running shorts covered his long legs and he pushed his wrapped hands into his hoody pockets, they were wrapped because he had a fight tonight and he did not want to worry about getting hurt beforehand which made this all the more annoying.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Grace wasnt quite sure where the guys behind her came from she didn't really know exactly when she had picked them up as a tail. But the first 'hey baby' was enough to make her quicken her step and she felt her heart beat thump a little harder. Initially she wasn't entirely sure that the comments were directed at her. Perhaps there was someone else, someone they knew. The rule was that you didn't stop you didn't look behind you didnt take any notice. Just keep walking. But then any question that the lewd comments were directed elsewhere was answered in the negative when Grace suddenly became aware of someone immediately in front of her. It was almost as if he had come from nowhere to block her path. She looked at him for a moment, wide-eyed, and then looked away, stepping to her right to move around him. He stepped to his left. She looked up again. She swallowed hard and turned intending to walk back towards her car, only to be faced with another man. She stpped to her right he stepped to his left. She turned again and looked at the guy who had first stepped in front of her. She assumed that he was in charge but she had no idea really. She took another breath and drew herself up tall. She lifted her head and pushed her chin out a little almost as a sign of defiance she tried desperately to hide the fear she was feeling in her gut. She was about to say something when she felt the sharp slap on her rear which became a growing sting. What came out of her mouth was a squeal instead. She turned quickly to see the man who had done it, glaring angrily, heard what he said and the laughter it produced. and as she turned she stepped back not realizing how close she now was to the man who had stepped in front of her first... the man who was now stood close enough behind her that he could smell her perfume. They were cocky and arrogant. And then the third guy's suggestion made her blood run cold. She stared at him perhaps he was in charge he was definitely big enough. She stared at him... glaring... chin lifted, clenching and unclenching her teeth, again trying not to show the fear she had. I'm.... I'm not looking for any trouble. Please. Get out of my way. Now. She held both hands out at about shoulder height, open, palms directed towards the bigger man. This day was just going from bad to worse to dire.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

The three hood rats were starting to circle around her slowly, each of them eying whatever piece of her body that seemed most appealing at the time, the way she squealed when they smacked her ass made them all grin evilly at her. She was like the tiny lamb trapped in the middle of the pack of wolves who were salivating over her, she didn't want to show fear but it was far too late for that, they might not be the sharpest tools in the shed but they were predators and they knew how to see a fearful person and she was definitely one, they whistled slowly building up in sound. Must be our lucky day three of us and this girl got three holes already for the using the big one said while ignoring the words of the hot piece of ass in front of him, get her the biggest one said and right away the man behind her wrapped his spindly arms around her and pulled her close to him quickly. He pulled her close and the second one went for her legs grabbing them at her feet to stop her from kicking at any of them, at this point the big guy just watched with a sadistic happy look in his eyes while he watched his boys wrangle in their new toy. Eric was barely twenty yards from the group of them now and he could see the scene unfold, he clenched his fists inside of his hoody pockets and walked forward quickly. That's enough he spoke up loudly, his voice was hard and powerful though not all that deep, the three men all snapped their heads towards him in an instant wondering who the hell thought it was okay ti interrupt their fun. Eric stood about five feet from the group now and he stared at them from under the hood of his hoody, let her go and get the hell out of here he said in a harsh tone. Soon they would laugh loudly still not letting going of her, and the big guy answered shut your mouth little bitch and walk the hell on he said with a fist pointing towards Eric. Now Eric sighed as he knew this would involve a fight and he pulled his clenched fists out of his pocket, as he did a small beige card slipped out his pockets and fell to the ground, Eric was standing his ground as he brought his fists up in an offensive stand distracting the three men from the woman now. They pushed her to the side and began to approach Eric slowly in a group thinking it would be an easier beat down, but Eric was calm and his eyes were cold as he looked at the gaps in their defense, he grinned a bit now as he got within range of hitting.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Grace glared at the biggest thug and he just looked back at her, not moving out of her way, not moving an inch. She looked at the other one, to her right she turned her head and cast a quick look behind her. She suddenly realized how close to him she was and she nearly stepped away but then realized that that would take her closer to the big man. They were closing in on her.As she looked at each one she felt their eyes burning into her body... her legs and her ass and her tits. All three of them grinning. Lust in their eyes, their whistles getting louder. Grace didnt know where she needed to look. She didnt know where the first attack was going to come from. When the apparent leader spoke the picture he created in Grace's head was enough to make her blood run cold. The idea of the three of them, all violating her... Her mind drifted a little and it took time for her brain to recognize the next thing he had said and by the time she did it was too late. There was already a vice like grip around her from behind, pinning her arms to her side, squeezing her. As she felt the second man down at her ankles, she squealed and squirmed and tried to kick. Her shoes quickly feel off and the mans hands gripped tighter, pulled, trying to straight her legs out. And then everything one froze. THere was another voice. Something unexpected for all of them. THe three men all looked towards its source and Grace froze, held for a moment in mid air by two men. She stared at the man a few feet away. Was he crazy? He was going to get himself killed or at the very least serious hurt. It was going to be three against one. Even she knew that her efforts would be minimal. But despite all of that there was a sense of relief that someone had been prepared to do something. Someone had been ready to not simply walk on by. And then her feet were dropped and the man who held them turned away from her to face the stranger. And the man who had hold of her, let go but did so only after turning to his left, pulling her with him so that when he let go she had some momentum which kept her moving just enough to unbalance her. She finished up sitting on her rear in the middle of the pavement. Watching in horror at what was about to unfold... because of her.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

What happened next could only be described as pure violence, what took only thirty seconds in reality seemed to take several minutes for Eric, as he focused on the three men in front of him things seemed to slow down, his clenched fists began to slowly wag back and forth as he relaxed his entire body. To those who watched him it might seem like his entire body began to sway slowly, the sounds of the night were drowned out as the only sound he heard was that of the men in front of him now, the faint sound of their shoes as they dragged them over the pavement and the sound of their heavy breathing. His eyes seemed to focus directly on the center of their bodies so he could anticipate where they would move to, for a few seconds no one moved and then without a signal from anyone it happened the fight sparked violently. And to the surprise of all three of the men it was the lone man who started the fight by dashing forward, he tightened his fists and then he chose the spindly armed man to go after to first. The first sound to split the night air was the dull sound of the man's face being hit by a right straight that snapped his head viciously to the side, the spindly armed thug fell to his knee's in an instant and then without hesitation Eric brought his knee up right under his chin. There was a sickening smashing sound not as the man's teeth smashed together shattering in many places, the man fell back screaming wildly while clutching at his mouth. The next move came as a spin from Eric towards the biggest man who was the closest to him now, the man brought his arm up to punch a punch he thought Eric would throw, but instead he felt his arm grabbed and his body dragged towards Eric. Then he felt his nose smashed as he ran right into the fist of Eric who then twisted the arm and then wrenched it upwards causing his shoulder to dislocate it easily, then came the last man who managed to actually swing his fist in a wide arc at Eric but he found nothing but air as Eric ducked under. Then came a left hook on the chin then a right hook on the chin and to finish him off Eric brought an uppercut smashing into the chin right on the button as they say, the man fell back completely knocked out and Eric sighed heavily as his body slowly relaxed. His fists were a bit swore even through the bandages that were wrapped around his hands, he walked away from the men who were on the ground in pain or unconscious, he walked right towards the woman and smiled from under the hood are you okay miss? he asked in a powerful but gentle tone.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Sat on the cold pavement, her legs splayed in front of her, leaning back on her hand looking for all the world as if she were relaxing there, Grace was transfixed. She was accustomed to violence. She had never been anywhere to see any one injure any one else... not ever... not even a fight at high school. Of course she had seen violent action movies, but she had enough about her to know that they were movies - and there was a difference between the movies and real life. She didn't even like boxing particularly. It wasn't that she objected to it she didn't. She just didn't see what the fuss was about and why the devotees saw it as a noble art which supposedly taught wonderful life skills like discipline and anger management. It was a sport and as long as people did it voluntarily she didn't care. She would be more concerned if it were made illegal of course it would simply continue 'underground' without the rules and the medical attention on hand. But what unfolded in front of her was not boxing. It was much closer to the scripted violence on TV but she could barely keep up with what was happening it was as if her brain wasn't really taking it all it. And then it was over and there was a man standing in front of her, looking down. She looked up meeting his gaze. Stunned, it took her a moment or two to comprehend his question. And then slowly, tentatively, she nodded. And then it was as if she was snapped back into the present. She pushed herself up. Yeah... yes... she smiled tentatively, brushing the dirt from the pavement off of her skirt. Then she looked at him properly. I... I dont know what to say. Thank you just doesnt seem enough... Are you... are you hurt? She reached out at little to his bandaged hands, seeing blood on the fabric, and not really thinking that it almost certainly wasn't his.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Once Eric learned that the young woman was okay he pulled his hood from his head slowly revealing his facial features, unlike his tall broad figure his face was young seemingly in his early twenties maybe twenty four at most, his hair was a dark brown that hung straight down but it was unkempt which was not surprising as he had just been moving about wildly. He smiled as she brushed her skirt off, his smile brilliant and charming at the same time, I am very glad to hear that you are okay miss he said in a powerful and gentle tone. When she stuttered out something that seemed like a shaky thank you at best he laughed softly which was actually even more gentle than his voice, he brought his bandaged hands up for them both to see. I am okay miss, my hands are a little swore but I did kind of smash my fists into some hard things he said in a playful tone as he looked back at the three men on the ground still, I have to go miss, you should probably get out of here before they recover he said in a quick tone as he saw the time on one of the men's watches. He turned away and gave her another charming gentle smile, you stay safe miss he said before jogging off down the street into the darkness of the night.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Grace found herself staring at the man. He was much younger than she had expected. She wasnt sure why her expectations had been that her saviour would be someone older. Perhaps it was that the man displayed a calmness and a control that typically showed itself in someone with a much older - and therefore wiser - head on his shoulders. Maybe it was the strength that his displayed. Maybe it was the fact that he called her 'Miss'. Whatever it was, she was surprised at his youthfulness. As he mentioned having hit his fists onto something hard, she followed his gaze and looked from one of the prone looking gang members to another. Maybe for the first time, the reality of what she would have been facing had this guy not come along when he did really hit her. Suddenly she felt a wave of nausea hit her but she managed to keep herself together enough such that there was nothing obvious indicate to the young man that she wasn't alright. And then she became aware that he was already saying goodbye. Had already said it told her to get out of her sooner rather than later. He was already walking away from her. Wait... hang on... please... I dont' know... He didnt stop walking. He didn't turn around. His hood was back up over his head his hands were back in his pockets and he was disappearing into the night. She took a step to follow him and then realized that she was still shoeless. She tiptoed over to where her shoes lay where they had fallen. She righted one, slipped her foot into it, limped over to the other, righted it, went to put her foot in it only for it to fall on its side again. She cursed silently and looked up in the distance of the disappearing man. She righted the shoe again and slipped her foot inside and then turned to follow. But he had gone. There was no one on the street in front of her. She looked across to the opposite side of the road. No-one. Suddenly, there was a groan from near her feet. She looked down and saw one of the men starting to stir, but she also so something else. A small beige card that looked too clean to have been lying on the concrete for that long. She bent down again and picked up the card. 'Club Hel'. It wasn't somewhere she had ever heard of before. She had no idea what it was or where it was. She look back up the empty street in the direction of where he had gone. Maybe she could... just to thank him properly.... maybe... assuming she could find out where the place was. She heard another groan and this time she decided that she had probably take the guy's advice and get out of the area before these men came too - although she doubted they would be hurting anyone any time soon.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Eric jogged his way down several blocks, his body was covered in a light sheen of sweat he could feel his hoody sticking to his body thanks to the sweaty and the humidity of the air around him, he slowly stopped jogging as he came to the street where the club was located. It was hard to miss the club as it had a line nearly had a block long line of people waiting to try and get into the club, music blared and people spoke loudly trying to entertain themselves in the line as they had to wait. Eric walked right up to the main door and one of the new bouncers held up his hand to stop him, Eric pulled back his hood to show who he was and the bouncer put his hand down and apologized right away, he was not just a fighter in the club but he actually owned the club. Eric paid no mind to the apologizing bouncer as he was just doing his job,people in the line were yelling as Eric walked right into the main doors without waiting or paying but he let the bouncers deal with that. Well things were just heating up in one of the coolest clubs in town, a new club compared to some being open for only about six months but it was gaining reputation every night it was open. The club was actually three floors tall, the third floor was for dinner with special soundproofing material in the floor so you could eat normally without the sounds of music. The second floor was more of the usual club being an area with dancing, a bar, and a resting area to mingle in.The first floor now that is where the fun would start, the music there was almost always loud and fresh stuff that would draw anyone into dancing, the first floor was all about dancing. Sure there was a bar and a table or two but almost all of the first floor was a giant dance floor, lights would blink or move around to make it more interesting as the DJ had his hands full switching tracks. Here things could get down and dirty quite easily, there were people of all kinds, ranging from the hardcore ravers to the ghetto hoochies that hung around their thug men, but they all had one thing in common and that was to come here and party. Eric was not a great dancer but he could do enough to make a woman want him, it was not until twelve at night that the dance floor would be cleared and the ring would be put up for people to watch the fights and bet on them of course.