His Little Fighter

Classified007 Fantasy

I slip on my dark hoodie, pulling it down enough that it's shielding my eyes away from everyone along with my identity.

Staring into the crowd, I instantly recognise Indigo sitting at the front cheering me on and I smile to myself knowing that he's the only person that gives me motivation.

I give him a quick nod and put my mouth guard on before walking inside the ring taking my place in front of my opponent.

Based on every opponent I had, I can already tell that this one will be hard to beat.

His 8 rock hard abs protrude proudly instantly showing of his v- line with his loose white shorts barely covering it. His tan skin glistens with sweat indicating his success with his previous opponents so far and as my eyes travel up to his face, nothing was there but a shadow.

A shadow formed from his own hat. A baseball cap to be precise. As cringy as it sounds, the front of the cap did well to hide his features.

Mysterious as this man already is, what makes him more mysterious is the one word he uttered under his breath:

"Mate."

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In the real world, I am known as Amy Gonzales. The girl who was left without her parents and the girl who was left feeling so down in life that she truly believed that there was no such thing as going up.

In the boxing ring, I am known as The Shadow. My moves are faster than however long it takes for you to fall. My accuracy is more accurate than a mans aim at a urinal and my confidence is debatably larger than the devils horns.

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