Rooster Fighter Novels & Stories

she screamed in protest, but the sound of her voice was drowned by the sound of loud cheering and whistling from the crowd gathered around the cage. Max shot me a look and I nodded at him. They had just gone through the last fighter of the night, so this was my cue to enter the cage and wrap it up. Honestly, I didn’t know how I could fight in this state. I could barely stand up straight. Meanwhile, the guy inside the cage was already waiting for me. He was a big black guy with dreadlocks and he was screaming profanities at me, hyping the crowd up. I had heard good things about him. They called him ‘The Machine’ because his skills and accuracy were so on point, he might as well be a damn robo

Maceo scowled as Sorin sat in front of him tying his boxing gloves. Sorin had already donned on his mask and was in boxing shorts. "I am not going to get myself beaten up. I am going to beat someone up" Sorin grinned as he stood up and and taking a fighting stance jumped lightly on his feet and threw a few punches. "Uh-huh sure. Isn't that what you say everytime bit always end up with a bruside stomach or aching shoulder" Maceo deadpanned. "Shut up" Sorin hissed.

"I'm sorry what?" "You fought that thing," Det. Brighton said. "Yes I did. Somewhere in the back of my mind it was like I knew it was coming and so I began to prepare myself. I joined a gym down town and started training to become an MMA fighter and I even went pro, so by the time it was showing up, I was ready to duke it out with it," Rodrick said. "On top of that I found out that I had super strength so together with my skill I faced up to the chasen and I held nothing back. I used my skill to beat it down and with my super strength . . . I pulled its head off; spine, flesh and everything."