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Next time, tell me what you dreamt of… – Lee. I stared at the paper. My knees gave out. I sank to the floor. This time, I swore I was having a heart attack. ========== I couldn’t go home, I couldn’t go to the office. Marcus was gone. His flight had taken off that very morning. I went someplace else. Someplace other. I never got to that anger management class Marcus had mentioned. But I had found something that suited my needs perfectly – a fight club. Not just any fight club. It wasn’t a place for friendly sportsmanship like sparing or jousts. In this one, you could die. I had lost maybe five times, but I had gone there more than thirty times, so the odds were not exactly against me.

Roger transforms into a werewolf and roars into Aiden's face. "Hold on, to get to me you need to go through them first, do you know what you're fighting for?" Roger gets more frustrated and rushes at Aiden but another werewolf jumps in between them and digs his claws into Roger's sides. Roger digs his teeth into the Wewolf's shoulder and rips at the flesh. The unknown werewolf lifts Roger up and tosses him across the room. Two werewolves stare each other down while the other wolves howl with excitement at the prospect of lots of blood being spilled. Aiden is still in his human form and calls out at Roger, "Welcome to Werewolf Fightclub Roger, tonight you are fighting for a wonderful prize, J

But at the same time he wondered if that would truly make him happy. Not everyone in the Clan was happy. Sure, they had it easy, but they all had their own difficulties. Social classes were well defined and merit was extremely important. Resources were split according to one's class and one's standing within the class, as such, there was a lot of competition within each class. Raider didn't want to enter this world, he was happier with the devil he knew. But at the same time... why couldn't he be like everyone else? Why was the world so unfair to him?

Brent said. “Watch your mouth, Brent,” April warned him. “Because your father sponsors this club doesn't mean others don't. You should learn to respect others because clearly, daddy didn't teach you how to do it.” “Please, enough of the word fight,” I said calmly. “We know insulting people's choice of book isn't accepted.” “And insulting my family is accepted?” Brent fired. “You asked for it Brent and you got what you deserve,” April replied. More voices followed, murmurs filled the room. Will these people allow me to talk?

That couldn’t be a coincidence. Maybe getting myself worked up will do me some good. It’d be nice to take some of this anger out on a fight. It’s been too long. I know the saying is to not get into fights without a clear head but honestly? I could use some extra boost here. I’m going to fight against a friend and I need some recklessness in my system at the moment. I can think about the consequences after I win it.

Her own daughter, which she carried for none months in her womb and breastfed, would never try to take her twin sister's life. "Why didn't you go with them?" Mercy asked Clifford. "Because I do not like crowd, and of course, I wouldn't want to see the criminals. I might just kill them with my bare hands before the law does," Clifford replied. Mercy took in another long breath. She opened her mouth to talk but was interrupted by Clifford's voice. Do she shut her mouth up immediately. "So what do I owe this rare visit?" He asked, smiling from one person to another.

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In the end, the offended people will end up with nothing but more frustration and anger. Jim quickly shook his head and cleared his head of such scary thoughts. "If you think about it, wrestling in a place like this can also be seen as a form of death seeking." Wilson said. Apart from Jim, the other three looked at one another as they thought the words through. "Awn!" Bar spoke first. "That's so true!" Vox said. "Yeah!" Horr quipped thoughtfully. "So Wilson, have you decided to fight?" Jim asked. Wilson looked at Jim, Vox, then at Bar and Horr before looking back at the two muscleheads fighting. One of them was already on the floor while the other roared in excitement and victory as the audi