All Chapters of Get In The Ring, Daddy.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

🦪 DORA 🦪I’ve never been more anxious about anything in my life.“She’s here to kill you.”Thinking of those words became a part of my daily routine ever since I heard them. For the past few days, everything has been suspiciously calm. Well, aside from Dale drowning me.Yesterday was the toughest day of my life, after hours of getting drowned with Dale screaming, “Calm your heart rate, a lower heart rate consumes less oxygen. Breathe deeply into your belly, not your chest. Focus on relaxing your toes, then your calves, then your knees, rather than focusing on the clock.” I began to get the hang of it, and I made it two minutes underwater without seeing my ancestors.All attempts to make him see why I was created a human, not a fish, also failed woefully.I pull myself from bed finally, dragging my feet to the ground. I hope today will be a better day. I will avoid every drowning training because my life depends on it. It wouldn’t be hard for me to die in that bathtub.I throw on a r

🦪 DORA 🦪Vengeance rushes towards me immediately the countdown begins, she throws a punch, I duck, rushing to her own end of the ring as she reaches mine.“Stop acting like a chicken and fight me,” she growls angrily.“Who says I wouldn’t?” I retort underneath my breath.She rushes towards me again, and this time I don’t chicken out. I wait for her to reach me, studying her moves. She surprises me with an upper cut, I swing my head backwards in a gymnastic way, avoiding her punch, then swinging my head back in the space of seconds when she least expects it, and headbutting her in the face.She stumbles backwards, her head in her hands, and I remain in the same spot, awaiting her next strike.9 minutes.I strike first, my fist a blur as it catches Vengeance across the jaw. Her head snaps back, but she doesn’t fall; she spits red on the ground, snarling at me.I lunge at her, driving my shoulders into her ribs, shoving her against the elastic tension of the ropes. Vengeance unleashes

🦪 DORA 🦪I snap my eyes open, gawking at Vengeance, who is now covered in the pool of her own blood.“No, no, no, no,” I yell, facing the LED screen. “This is not right! Something is not right, I swear!”“How?” I scream even louder, forgetting every physical pain in my body, “She didn’t break any rules. Vengeance didn’t break any rule how come she is eliminated? Why was she shot? Everything was going fine, she was going to kill me, I should be the one dead, stabbed. How was she eliminated?”The LED screen draws two separate half hearts, and the digital voice announces, “Congratulations, you have finally completed all your fights and ready to fight our top one fighter… The Reaper.”“No!” I scream in denial.🦪I walk home absolutely oblivious to my surroundings. Dale is by the door as always when I walk in, but I just walk past him towards my room, and I slam the door shut.“Dora,” his voice is muffled by the door; he’s banging, but the door reduces the effect of his banging and scre

🦪 DORA 🦪Dale has been speaking in Greek lately, and I can’t seem to understand a thing he’s saying. It’s like he’s telling me a lot of secrets in codes that I can’t crack.When I look into his eyes, I can see a lot of emotions behind them. He seems to be telling me something, like a puzzle I need to fit together to make it all make sense.I gawk down at my father’s grave, it’s an hour drive from Dale’s place, and since we are in the mood of not speaking to each other, I couldn’t even tell him I was visiting my father’s grave.“I finally hit top 2 dad,” I blurt out, cleaning the headstone with my bare hand. I drop the flowers I brought, arranging our family picture hung on a side, “And finally, I’ll go get you the justice you deserve so you can finally rest in peace. So I can be free from this guilt squeezing my heart. I don’t know if I will be here again or be joining you in the afterlife, but I want you to know that I love you, father… so damn much.”“Also…” I continue, “I’m sorry

🦪 DORA 🦪 “I’m none,” Dale says dryly. Of course. Now, let's move on to the next question. “So then you work with Umbra?” The man retorts. My gaze travels back and forth from Dale to the strange man. He was desperate and determined to find an answer, and I am equally curious. Men surround us in half a second, men dressed in full red uniform and masks that cover their entire face. They are well-trained, and the way they arrange themselves while moving is like a practiced choreography. The tip of their guns points straight at us. I feel my spirit jump out of my body as two men hold the man down. “You’ve broken the law,” the uniform man in front says coldly. His voice is thick and creepy. “You tried to quit by fleeing the country. Now you have to die. You and your entire family.” Now, I’m more convinced that joining a secret organization like Umbra is the worst horror anyone can be trapped in. The man shakes his head, pulling the men holding him down forward as he trie