Fight Me Novels & Stories

Is this the man I am to fight? I stiffen. " Let the fight of life and death begin."

He pinned her to a tree “Do not move, I won’t take too long.” She rolled her eyes and scoffed. He looked at her more sternly and she shrugged and nodded. He ran in the direction of the oncoming men. She watched his accurate movements, the three of them circled him and attacked. He ducked when a punch came, and moved sideways to avoid the jab of a knife. Xavier pulled out his sword and slit a throat. He wiped some blood from his face, he faced the remaining two.

I don’t want to be a burden again and collapse. “There’s only one way to find out… Fight me.”

No holding back. This was a fight.

James steps in, his face twisted in anger. “Come on then,” I say, my voice hoarse but defiant. “Hit me. Make yourself feel big. Feel like a real man. That’s what this is about, right? You’re too weak to fight someone your own size, so you come here and hit me.” My words drip with venom, but I don’t care. If I’m going down, I’m going down with a fight. His fist crashes into my face, hard and fast. I stagger back, the taste of blood filling my mouth as the door slams shut behind him. He ran. Of course he did.

“Help! Help! Help me please. Mummy, come get me!” “You monster!” My scream tore the sky in half. “You'll pay for this. I promise you.” I charged again and I struck him with my fists , palm, and my elbow. Violet energy exploded from my skin with every hit, burning the air, and cracking the walls around us. Darius groaned with each blow but still refused to retaliate. “Fight back!” I roared. My voice echoed like thunder, and I almost didn't recognize it. “fight back you murderer! Fight me!”

To fight. But I can’t.

And it was going come back and bite him in his ass. Someone help me out my dumb stupid self, please. Sorin pleaded mentally. Sorin's mobile pinged indicating he had a message and it woke him up from his self depreciating thoughts. Removing the phone from his pocket he saw his screen light up with the message Where are you? from Maceo. I am going to the ring to fight Sorin typed back. Why? I thought you didn't have any fights for today? Maceo replied. Just want to Sorin again replied.

This was more than just a fight; it was a testament to my will, a defiance of my own weaknesses. But there was no room for doubt in the ring. I transformed it into a seething, white-hot anger. "Fuck you!" I bellowed, channeling all my pain and fury into my attack. I drove my knee into his stomach with all the strength I could muster. The impact was solid, and I heard the wind rush out of him, a guttural gasp that was music to my ears. He doubled over before reluctantly giving up and quickly leaving the ring.

Not without a fight. I just had to figure out how to fight an enemy I couldn’t yet understand.