Episode - 2: We are a Team

Though Gowtham has given me many leads, all that we had in mind was if the fighters of our club will join us? What if they join him? If at least one of them joined the other team, we are practically dead. Because all our hiding spots in the day light are all with the fighters of our club. To be frank I never cared enough about anyone who fought against me. Because, they never stood a chance! But what if the turn of events when we encounter them, pisses them off. We are all enraged fighters with no mercy in the ring. Everyone has their own cause for picking up an fight and winning it! Now what all we need to accomplish is, arrange a dummy, who would take the powerful knock from the opponent and then we would attack him and make him immobilize. Gowtham was shocked with the plan not knowing who the actual knock taker would be! I was ready and smiled!

The first lead was at the Ricket - A place where people who needed bad shaded protection would enter. What all we know was that the fighter we are searching for would kick our butts and then smile and listen to us. Gowtham wasn't ready and was not interested to put me as a dummy. I know that I can take the hardest hits as I never blocked any attack. This place had odd and peculiar looking people all over and all had the same look of killing us. We don't know if the man we are searching is here or not! But all we know is that he would definitely attack us from behind.

A sudden fight was picked up as we entered the market place here. The black market is a place where drug dealers and gold diggers work so enthusiastically to kill people who doesn't love to accept the given deal. It must be the same kind of fight. The fight seemed quite funny to me. They were holding weapons not of their sizes. Gowtham tapped my shoulder signalling me something doesn't seem right!

As we were talking and were looking at the fight, the atmosphere slowly changed to something that none would expect. We were being surrounded by a group of 12 people, each one ready to kill us. The weapons they are holding were sharp enough to tear all our muscles but they aren't quick enough for our skills. We attacked each of them slashing them with their weapons and as we fought harder, people became increasingly tougher. We then realized that the guys sent in the beginning were decoys and we are now actually fighting with the real demons. As we slashed everyone apart, we took real hits too. Gowtham was a blocker so he was less harmed. But as usual, I got a black eye. But this time, it was bleeding too! Gowtham took that straight to his heart and hit almost everybody who tried to throw a hit on me! We were then pushed aside, with the greatest force as we fought with all our strength. This must be our guy, we thought looking at each other's face and smiling at the guy attacking us!

"What the fuck is wrong with you people huh? Are you puns seriously intended to pickup a fight with me? I've retired long ago! 8 Years to be precise!"

"Wait! What? 8 Years... Sorry dude! Your lying skills are perfectly poor. Now stop talking and let's kick your ugly ass with our strongest legs!" said Gowtham with closed fist!

"Not so soon!" he laughed.
As we tried to attack him, we were beaten to the core by a fighter whose skills are equivalent to ours. So, he is our guy. And the guy who talked to us as we tried to attack must be his father or so, we realized that by his age and the smelly old talks, we have with people. We fought harder this time, with united strength, but lost. The guy bashed us with utmost horrific strikes that we couldn't imagine. We were thrown apart. It was the moment I thought we had a little chat with Gowtham and then attack, but we don't have enough time. All I could do was signal him - that We are a Team and let's not attack him one after the other. Instead strike him a deathblow at a time with united fist! This raged our body and we attacked him. His resistance to our blows was stronger but he never stood a chance against our Deathblow! He fell on the ground unconscious. We know that we had to beat him a bit less harder, as the name says it all - Deathblow! His father then started to occupy his place instead of saving him. 

It was then we said, " We intend no harm to your boy sir! With due respect, we are on his team and we were all fighters!"

The old man was raged. He wasn't ready to listen to anything at all. He bashed us hard. But we fought back with the same power. It was then, he must have realized that we were fighters. He took a bad hit from us. We didn't see that coming as we thought he would have blocked it. But unfortunately, he didn't. Now Gowtham and I were carrying two mighty fighters on our shoulders and took them to the nearest hospital. We were all treated, and it took us two days to recover completely. The big guy took the hardest hit. He broke his 3 ribs. We apologized him. But this time, it was really peculiar, as we didn't see that the guy who was hunting down the fighters, would send his men even to the hospital, to track us and even want us, counting us in!

Gowtham and I was ready for the savage fight. Those men took blow after blow and we caught the culprit who gave the bloody bastard the information of us being here! We bashed him black and blue. We were sedated very badly as we were treated. The Old man then suggested us a safe house and we headed back to the place. It was then, that the Old man and the fighter had realized that we are all on the same team to be survived and to be fought back! We then cleaned our wounds and shook hands. The old man was even on the fighters club, as a judge. But he never fought there. There were badass fighting clubs when he fought. As he explained his fights, Gowtham looked at me and punched my shoulder. The fighter then came to us and introduced himself as Michael! The old man was his father. His name was Doug - Douglas! We know him by his name, but we actually had a privilege to fight him the previous day. He was a legendary fighter. Almost all the guy who fought in our club, know him. I never thought I would have a fight with him not his kid. I don't even know if Michael fought with me previously. As Gowtham talked to him, and came to me, I realized that I took a black eye from his 4 times, but knocked him out of the ring for 7 times. Doug then came to me and hugged me, as he was proud for me, who knocked out his son. Yes! It's odd but you know, it would not be better to appreciate the man who fought his son and defeated him! Once you do it, your son wants that same proud feeling of being hugged by beating the same bastard back! Gowtham and I were waiting for a proper day to start hunting and uniting out team with more fighters. We explained everything to Michael and Doug. They were overwhelmed with the idea and agreed to join with us. We were ready with an experienced fighter and the strongest one! We 4 are a team and we are ready for the days to come!

Written by,

Mythreya