For whatever reason, a fighting competition has decided to host itself near your town with the prize being a hundred thousand dollars. You’re certainly the best fighter at your town so why not try your hand for the money.
You brush past your sister ruffling her hair a bit which she ignores rushing into the bathroom. Your parents have already headed out to the fields and farm to work leaving you only a bowl of cereal and a note wishing you luck in your venture. You eat little unable to contain your excitement and a small bit of dread before tossing on you duster and heading out for the truck.
It starts with a cough before finally building to a roar. It takes you only a few hours to get to the arena that has been constructed on the outskirts of the city. You can see a large crowd has already built and fighting furiously to get inside to see the most interesting thing to happen in the area in decades. You are relieved that you are allowed to take a side entrance instead of battling the flood.
Inside you can see nearly a hundred people gathered around talking to each other in excited voices. Almost all of them are muscular and wearing some sort of fighting uniform, almost like something out of a cartoon. But in one corner is a woman who looks drastically different, she is pale shrouded in long black robes with a headpiece that made it look like she had two large black horns.
She looked like a light weight but seemed extremely dangerous all the same. You sign in quickly hoping that you won’t have to fight this woman until later in the finals if ever. When the board goes up you see that you will be in the fifth match against someone named Maleficent. An interesting name, maybe someone is trying to over compensate for something.
It was not long until the opening ceremony began and you along with everyone else was paraded before the roaring crowd and you get your first glimpse at the towering gold trophy that will go to the winner of the competition. It looks beautiful, almost magical, as if there may be something more to it than simple metal.
Before you can admire it to much you are ushered backstage where the so the first fight may get underway. The first battle between a black belt karate master and a street thug ended predictably with the karate master winning and the next several fights proceed along the same lines with experience beating youth or rage. This makes you sweat a bit with you lacking a single day of real training and little going for you other than your toned rock hard body. Your fight is next.
You walk out to the field onto the arena floor covered with mats to try to prevent to bad and injury during the event. You feel your heart sink to see the woman in black almost seeming to float along next to you looking at you as if you a speck of dirt soon to be brushed aside.
Nevertheless, you enter the ring and bow to her saying, “Give it all you’ve got.”
“Foolish child,” the woman says scornfully, “You would not survive an instant.”
The starting gong sound and before you can move five black splotches appear on the ground from which crawl five strange creatures pitch black aside from their massive glowing eyes on their disportional heads. Things go silent as Maleficent simply says, “Dispose of him.”
The creatures waddle forward and slash at you with sharp claws aiming for your chest. You give ground from surprise before wading into the group stomping on one causing it to disperse into black mist and kick another causing it to similarly explode. One jumps at you claws extended, you grab it flinging it out of the ring before punching another in the face. The last creature sinks into the ground flowing past you and springing up behind you silent as a whisper. You only just duck the attack exploding your foe with an uppercut.
While surprised you are still fresh and mostly unharmed, “Is that the best you can do lady?”
“Not at all,” Maleficent laughed, “But why dirty my own hands with you child.”
There was a swirl of something black and a massive eight-foot tall horribly fat creature appear before you. You hardly have time to mutter, “Holy-” before the creature swats you with its thick arms knocking back ten feet and winding you. You stagger to you feet in time to see the creature charge you gut first, you barely manage to leap away as it charges past you. The beast pauses a few yards later to scratch it head in confusion.
You take advantage of its confusion to lead up and punch it as hard as you can in the face knocking it off its feet. While it’s down you yank off the creature’s small helmet and pound wildly at its head until it to burst vanishing into the darkness from which it came. You are beginning to feel winded, that thing hit you hard and seemed to cost this witch nothing.
You don’t bother taunting her for defeating her monster you run Maleficent intent on delivering a haymaker to her face. Before you can you are intercepted by…
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