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Darkness lay sound asleep over a dank cellar of a bar. In the middle of the room, was a taped outline of what seemed to be a large square. The only noise that was sly lease a little audible was the quiet snacking of a little undisturbed mouse, that was until the door slammed wide open causing the mouse to sink into its home.

A large group of men and women poured out of the door and down the steps and surrounded the outline of the large square but none dared enter. The whole room fell to silence once again as the door to the cellar slammed shut and appearing at the bottom of the staircase was tall blonde man wearing a suit and smart shoes 'WELCOME TO FIGHT CLUB LADIES AND GENTLEMAN' yelled the man smiling ear to ear, the whole room burst out into cheer as the blonde haired man stood in the middle of the square 'who's gunna be our first victim!?' The man said looking around at the cheering crowd.

Emerging from the crowd was a slightly muscular man in his early 20s, his silver hair falling over his eyes as he stared at the man with a sinister grin
'Me first' the silver haired boy, Julius, said as he popped his knuckles
'Good lad' the suited man smiled devilishly putting an arm on Jule's shoulder 'do we have a contender!?' The man said as looked over the crowd 'anyone ready to get taken out in a hospital bed!?'

A man raised his hand "Ill fight" he ssays walking up to the ring

'Alright! Step right up' the host said stepping out of the ring, Julius popped his neck.
'I hope you're stronger than you look' Julius threatened getting into a fighting stance, his body language suggested he was on the offence 'let's rumble!' He said thrusting a punch at Jared

The middle aged man made his way through the cheering crowd of drunk men and women. It's funny how people could get so wired up over such events such as this. Then again, the man always seemed to make his way into violent situations anytime and anywhere on the planet. Today was his day off though. And what better way to spend it than watch other people fight to the death just for fame and fortune. The standards for living sure have lowered. The man made his way down into the seating and simply watched as the fight went on. The man wore a simple hood and cargo pants to hide himself from anyone out there to fight him. He then pulled out a cigar and began to smoke only to illuminate his eyepatch and brown/grey hair for a second before pulling the cigar back again to watch the fight.

The man exhaled smoke in amusement. It's funny that people are willing to kill each other with their bare hands just to earn an extra buck or two.

jared saw the punch and dodged and went for a kick to the side

Jule felt the kick connect into the side of his stomach and stumbled a little but regain composure. Shifting his feet he twisted into a left hook with his hip to get full body power into it. It connected into the side of his face

as it hit his face he took a step back and tasted blood he went for a punch to the stomache ignoring the pain as much s he could