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Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Grace got home an hour later. Finally. Home wasn't much but it was as much as she needed. A cosy stylish two bedroom apartment in a reasonable part of town. She tossed her keys in the bowl on her kitchen table and she made the call for the garage to pick up her car - assuming that there was still a car left in one piece. She took a shower, warmed some soup, and settled down in front of the TV news. Her mind wasn't exactly focused on it though. Her thoughts were with what might have been and with the young man who saved her. Suddenly she sat up and fetched the card from her pocket. She picked up the phone book and went back to the couch. Checking the name again she looked in the book. Club Hel. Club Hel. Hel. Hel. she spoke to herself as she looked through the pages. Nothing. She closed the book and put it to one side. Then another idea. She picked up her iPad and searched on line on her own paper's archive. It took about 10 minutes for her to find it. A new club. A hot ticket. a place to be seen. Great restaurant. If dance was your thing this was the place to be. A fight club. She stopped. Read it again. That maybe explained a lot in terms of the earlier events. It was a strange combination though. Food. Dance. A ring fight? She sat and thought for a moment. She looked at the clock. It was barely 7.30. She could be dressed be there in an hour maybe. She got up and went through to the bedroom and changed into a smart 'little black dress'. Black heels. Simple. Smart. Stylish. She stepped outside and called for a cab, arriving at the club shortly after 8.15. The queue was long evidencing the paper's report of its popularity. It took her another two hours to get to the front of the queue and it was almost 10.30 before she stepped inside the club. After that she barely knew what she was doing... All she had was the hope of bumping into him. But the place was packed. She made her way to a bar and bought a vodka cocktail and then started her people watching from a discrete corner.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Eric headed towards the back and in the very back was a training room, he would not waste his energy out there instead he laid down on a small cot, he laid there for nearly an hour just staring up at the ceiling in the darkness as he wanted to just relax, he wanted to just save up all his energy for the fight. The guy that was fighting Eric was from the underground ring fights not the open circuit, they wanted to challenge Eric because supposedly people had been saying that he was invincible and now everyone thought that Eric himself was saying that. As a result this fight had been scheduled right away so he could just fight and end this, he honestly didn't want to fight tonight but he did not have a choice, his reputation would be ruined if he decided not to fight now and that would hurt the clubs revenue. The club was the only thing Eric really had so anything that might hurt it was trying to hurt him and that called for self defense which is what he was going to do in that ring tonight he was going to defend what was his. The time rolled by slowly and ten minutes before twelve the dance floor was cleared off and a large cage was set up with mats under it so everyone could see it, the lights went out except for in the cage, a single man stood in there in what seemed to be in a referee's outfit and holding a mic. Ladies and gentlemen tonight at club HEL we have a special treat, a fight to the death between two legendary street fighters the voice boomed through the club, the challenger tonight is a man known as the grim reaper of the streets who has only been beaten twice and they say that was against ten times the number both times. He pointed to the left corner and out came a man who was six two and near two hundred and thirty pounds his name is Diego the reaper Juneze!!!!! the man threw his arms up and people roared wildly as they wanted to see the fight happen already. Now it is my supreme pleasure to introduce the master of chaos the man who is considered to be invincible on the streets the man who has never been defeated! when all odds were against him he still prevailed the one! the only! Eric the invincible Storming!!!!!!!!! the man drew out the introduction and there he came out from the right in blue shorts and a pair of gloves slowly walking towards the ring. He smacked his hands together and then the crowd erupted with even bigger cheers than they had for the challenger as Eric was basically their champion.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Grace was beginning to think this had been a monumental waste of an evening. She had spent most of the last 75 minutes standing at the far end of a bar, partially tucked away in the corner. Not tucked away enough to not get noticed. Three men had approached her in one way or another and offered her a drink and or asked her to dance. She had politely declined them all and fortunately none of them had seemed inclined to push it. There was a very strange clientele in the club nothing which could particularly identify the club as being associated with one particular style or a particular demographic. True there was no-one particularly old here young forties trying to pass themselves off as mid-thirties was probably the upper end. But most of the socio-economic groups seemed to be represented quite a lot of the local gangs. But for the odd silent stand off though, everyone seemed to stay in their corners. It was as if they were all there for some higher purpose and because of that they tolerated each others presence. But of all the faces she saw, no-one even came close to looking like the guy who had come to her rescue earlier. As she finished her third vodka tonic, she turned and placed her empty glass onto the bar. She took a deep breath and tried to decide whether it was going to be worth coming back another night. Maybe the card had belonged to someone else. And even if it was his, he might have been here once that didn't mean he was going to ever come back. Just as she was berating herself for being so stupid to assume that she could just walk in her and find the guy, she realized that there were more people around something was being done on the dance floor... Grace found herself struggling to comprehend and then the voice came over the speakers. She looked around, clearly confused compared to apparently everyone else in the place. And then she heard it! The announcer really did say 'a fight to the death'. This really couldnt be happening. She looked around, open mouthed, but seemingly she was the only one in the room who thought so. She heard the name... she heard 6'2'' and 200 and something pounds. And the reaction was a loud cheer of support which rang around the room. And then a second man was introduced, but there was no height or weight. Just an 'undefeated tag' followed by an even louder roar. Clearly this was the crowd's favorite. Grace leaned her head first one way and then the other trying to get a site of both men. And then suddenly she felt like she had been punched. There he was. The man who had come to her rescue. Eric. About to take part in a fight to the death. She started to push her way through the crowd, making her way almost inch by inch towards the newly erected cage. This really couldn't be happening.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

The club was being drowned in sound as the two men stared at each other from across the ring, Eric was a good six feet tall himself but only weighed in at about one hundred and ninety pounds. As everyone could see there was a significant amount of muscle on his body but he was not cut like those body building types, he was lean but powerful the kind of person whose muscles could only be seen through tight clothing or with no clothes on like now. His skin was a light tan from the time he spent outside training for things like this, his face showed no real emotion as he was not angry or happy with the fight he simply wanted it to be done after all and then he could relax a bit he thought to himself. He opened his mouth to reveal a dark blue mouthpiece to the referee who was checking both the men for the proper equipment like gloves bandages and mouthpieces, other than that they were good and they were sent to opposite sides of the ring to stare at one another once again. Unlike Eric the challenger Diego was fuming with blood lust and he showed it by glaring at Eric with such intensity that if looks could kill he would have been accused of genocide. He wanted to prove that he was the baddest man on the streets and if he beat Eric here he would do just that, with his size and weight Diego was overconfident in his win happening, he did not believe the rumors that Eric was able to take down men bigger than even him with one or two blows. Diego was the kind of person that needed to be shown what could be done for him to truly believe it, after all you tell children fire is hot but until they stick their hands in it they never believe it, but after they get burned they soon learn to respect it. The referee now hushed the crowd of violence lusting fiends by raising his hands and pushing them down, Tonight is a special night, until there is a knockout, or a death the fight will continue, the rules of course as always being legitimate and clean, no eye gouging, no crotch shots, no hair pulling, but other than that anything goes!. Now let's get ready for a bloody fight of death! he yelled into the microphone before throwing his hands down to signal the start of the fight, almost instantly Diego came charging out swinging violently at Eric's head, Eric's hands came up locking together like a shield almost to take the blows that sent him back against the cage, the crowd seemed to lose their voice now as their champion had been knocked away so easily by the challenger who was coming forward with more of those vicious blows.
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Grace managed to get to the front of the crowd, such that she was just to the left of one of the corner posts with each of the men situated on either side - one to the far right corner from where she was, one to the far left. None of this made any sense. This kind of thing didn't happen surely. Couldn't happen. And what on earth was the point of checking that each competitor had mouth sheilds and 'regulation' gloves. They were about to beat the crap out of each other until one of them killed the other. It didn't make sense. In the handful of articles she had read earlier, none of them had mentioned fights to the death. A fight club yes. Fights to the death no! Somewhere deep down she knew that really there was a story here. She knew that she should have her notebook out. But instead she was stood in shock. Struggling to comprehend. What made it worse was that this didn't look like a fair fight. Her man looked significantly outclassed. 'My man'? From what dark corner of her mind had that come from? She had barely said a handful of words to him and he had barely said much more. Admittedly he had almost certainly saved her dignity if not her life. But 'my man'. She mentally shook herself back to focus on the present. The man ... Diego... he was bigger, looked stronger, looked angry and certainly he looked a lot less in control of his emotions. Was he really going to follow the rules? She almost laughed out loud at the idea that it was perfectly within the rules to kill someone but at no times should you pull their hair! This was ridiculous. But clearly everyone was loving every minute of it. As the referee indicated that battle should commence, a loud cheer wet up and Grace felt the crowd swell a little behind her so that she was pushed up against the wall of the cage, looking up. When the first assault came though and despite the fact that he seemed to deflect it, the crowd quietened some. This was clearly not what they had expected despite the apparent physical superiority of the opponent. She reached up her hands and slipping her fingers through the mesh of the cage, she hung onto the sides, transfixed by what was happening. Please dont get hurt' She whispered to herself. Come on. She wasn't even really that conscious of what she was saying.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Everyone in the club could not see it the only one that truly understood what was happening was Eric himself, the way he had thrown his arms up like that had been more than just to hide behind. Every time that Diego threw a punch he hit a solid guard that would suddenly loosen as Eric turned with the blow, he would not even feel it in his rage as he just kept hammering away at the guard of his opponent wildly. Eric took every blow to his arms with the minimal damage thanks to his slipping guard, while to everyone else it looked like he was being pummeled into the cage he was really just calmly resting himself and waiting for the right moment to strike his opponent. Eric did not care to put on a show for everyone to see, he wasn't going to trade blows with this man, he was going to end him in an instant so there would never be a chance that this man would challenge him again. He was watching every single punch that came, he was watching the sweat that started to form over his opponent's body as he threw more punches than he was used to. The sound of his heavy breathing reached Eric's ears and he noticed that the punches were coming in with less force, the man was tired already and he had done little to nothing to Eric. Yet Diego continued to pound away at the guard with his wild punches over and over, he had never experienced a fight where someone could take so many punches from him so he knew nothing about breathing in and out with the punches. The fool continued to punch while holding his breath and soon he was breathing heavily trying to get what little energy he could back, his swings were getting wider and coming in with less and less force. Soon his whole mouth was wide open as he tried to get some of his breath back, he figured he was fine slowing down his punches seeing as Eric had done nothing but turtle up and block the punches so he assumed he was safe as could be as he backed up a bit. Now was the time to strike Eric thought to himself calmly, soon a wide swing came and when everyone expected it to just hit the guard again Eric moved under it and then forward. What came next happened so quickly that Diego never had time to react, first a left hook came in sharp and compact to smash into his chin sending his head snapping sideways. Then a sharp right hook came in right behind cracking his jaw just a bit, but Eric was not done with his opponent stunned Eric weaved back and forth throwing left hooks and right hooks into his jaw repeatedly the crack finally becoming a full shattered jaw. The result was a spray of blood from Diego's mouth each time he was hit which was at least fifteen to twenty times, then Eric's right arm drew back and he slammed a vicious right straight into his face sending the man sprawling onto the mat unconscious.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Grace couldnt do anything except stand and watch. Whilst the rest of the crowd cheered and whinced and gasped with each punch and defence, she stood in silence, her fingers laced through the wire of the cage, her heart pounding. For a long time it looked as if Eric was getting his ass kicked. He took blow after blow after blow. He was entirely on the defensive. But as inexperienced as she was with watching any form of fighting or boxing or combative sport, gradually it became apparent that the opponent was tiring... but he was also becoming arrogant and lazy. Grace suddenly realized she was holding her breath waiting. One of two things was going to happen. Either Eric was going to crumple and go down under the constant onslaught or... or he was going to come out of the corner and take advantage of his opponent's cockiness. Silently she prayed that it would be the latter. She gripped the cage wall a little tighter, the wire digging into her flesh unnoticed. And then it happened. She watched as Eric stepped out and attacked. Punch after punch. Left then right then left again. Over and over again. Periodically as the man's head twisted in response to each heavy blow, the lighting would pick up the spray of sweat and saliva and eventually blood which came off the man with each impact. The volume of the crowd rose to deafening levels, but Grace wasn't really listening to it. Now she wanted Eric to stop. Deigo wasn't going to come back at him... not now. There was no need to... and then Diego hit the floor and a crescendo of noise filled the huge room. Grace watched as the man went down. He was unconscious before he hit the floor and when he hit, he bounced. And then her gaze drifted up to Eric.
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Eric still showed now sign of emotion as he was announced the victor and still undefeated in the world of fighting, why should he care about one victory among many after all he would just have another fight in a few days. He pulled his hand away from the referee and said that everyone got a free drink because he won the fight tonight, that of course got a loud cheer from the crowd as everyone enjoyed a free drink. Then he started to walk away with his thoughts elsewhere, his hands to his sides as he walked down the middle of the people who gave him a pat on the shoulder or a slap on the back while saying he was great or how he was amazing, but they were only saying that because he won the fight. If he had lost and been walking down the middle he would have more likely been booed and jeered at for being too weak to be undefeated, that was just the way people were though Eric thought to himself, one second you are on top of the world and the next you are at the bottom, especially this world. With not a mark on him Eric looked like he was walking towards the ring rather than from it, his body was barely covered in sweat as he walked away. Now the bouncers came in quickly and started to take the ring apart so the people could return to their dancing, the lights went back to being multicolored and the music started up again. Eric stopped at the door to the back and then looked around the club, the majority of the people now ignored him and went back to dancing or mingling with one another, he did not mind that at all seeing as these people were the life blood of his club. When asked what they should do with Diego he merely told them to throw him into the back of a car and drop him off at the hospital no words no going in just leave him there. He didn't care for the man called Diego but he was not some heartless douche who would just have him tossed into the back alley after they fought, he was glad there not a big line pressing against the bouncers tonight, he waved and smiled at those who stayed behind to look but he bored with this already.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Grace watched him. He didn't look particularly happy to have won she thought to herself. The noise ebbed and swelled, particularly when Eric announced that everyone was to get a free drink. She felt herself at risk of being caught up in the mass of bodies which started to shift away, but suddenly instead of being at the front of everything, almost pressed against the cage, she was at the back. Furthest away from the bar. But the thought of another drink didn't cross her mind. As Eric left the ring, she let go of the cage framework but her eyes followed him as he headed towards a closed off 'private' door. She walked slowly towards it, not really with any intention. It was almost as if she were simply drawn in that direction. She was walking against the crowd, most of whom seemed to be more concerned now with their next drink on the house. She wasn't really sure what she was doing. She wasn't particularly thinking anything. She was glad Eric had won of course. She was glad he hadn't been hurt. And she didn't think any more or less of him because of what had just happened in the ring. Who the hell was she to judge, particularly after he had done what he had to save her neck. But the more she saw of the man, the more attracted she was to him. The more interested she was in him. And she was confused that he didn't exactly seem to be all that happy in his work. At times, his look towards the crowd and his 'supporters' was almost contemptuous. But as she looked at him disappearing down the line, she watched from the corner of what was now reconverted back into the dancefloor. She watched and the hint of a smile played around her mouth.
Thread: The Fight Club (Askeladd & Katy)

Eric did not want people to think he disliked them but he did dislike the fact that most of these people would turn on him in an instant if he lost, as long as he won he was their champion but the second he lost a fight it would be oh that Eric guy yea he was cool for a little while. So he did not really care if they dislike him as long as they understood that he did not expect loyalty from them, the only people in this club that he expected loyalty from was his staff most of which had been through all of this with him since the beginning. Almost everyone in his staff was a friend that had needed help at one time, and Eric had offered it so he knew he could rely on any of them now. As his eyes scanned the crowd one last time he had to do a double take, he wasn't sure but there was a woman that looked very familiar in the crowd he thought to himself. Eric stepped forward and tapped the head bouncer on the shoulder gently and then pointed at the young woman send her into the room was all he said before turning and heading into the back room slowly while wondering if it was simply his imagination that made him think she was here. Either way the Bouncer was making his way towards Grace easily cutting through the crown with his burly form, he stopped next to her and then pointed towards the door Eric had just walked through the boss would like to see you he said calmly.