Game of Destiny – A Thrilling Tale of Power, Love & Fate

Each fighting stage had an official assigned to it. Their job was to make sure we followed the rules and to count down

when we had our opponent in a hold. At least there were some security measures in place, I thought as I stepped onto

the platform I had been assigned to for my first fight. On the other side another woman stepped up. She was assessing

me like I did with her. My opponent looked trained and the way she looked at me showed intelligence. It wouldn’t be an

easy win. The signal sounded, marking the start of the fight. We slowly circled each other, not looking away. Both ready to

defend ourselves if necessary. She made the first move and charged at me. Keeping her centre of gravity low, bending

her upper body as she came at me. I understood she was trying to push me out of the fighting circle. I stepped to the

right and bent my left leg, pulling it slightly upward. My opponent did most of the work for me as her forward momento

drove her face into my knee.

“Fuck,” she growled and tried to stem the nosebleed with her hand. I made the next attack, hoping she would be

unfocused. She wasn’t and blocked my attack. Her nose stopped bleeding after a minute, but she looked feral with the

blood-streaked face and top. We continued to circle each other, trying to find an opening, making attacks to test the

other’s weak points. We were a good match as we seemed equal in strength and skill. It worried me as I didn’t want to

spend too much time on this fight. It was the first of hopefully many. I couldn’t afford to waste my energy. My opponent

attacked again, and I saw my opening. I sidestepped to the left, taking her off guard and as she tried to adjust her movement, I curled into a ball which had her torso move in over me. I rolled onto my back and her eyes grew bigger as

she realised what I was about to do, but she had no way to stop me. When she was above me, I kicked out with my feet. I

caught her in the stomach and sent her into a somersault. She landed on her back, on the ground outside of the circle. I

smiled as I got to my feet. I was announced as the winner. I walked up to my opponent and reached out my hand.

“Good fight,” I said. She shook my hand.

“Yeah, nice move. I didn’t consider someone would go down in order to win. I will remember it,” she told me.

work,’ Matilda mindlinked me when

I asked. Before she could reply, Finlay and Sam came

us. ‘Jake and

second match as the first round

Jake,’ I told them. Me and Matilda

than I expected. His training had made a big difference and he won

without breaking a sweat.

I told

‘Thank you,’ he said.’

knew what they were

to admit. The last opponent had landed a full out kick to

stood

he asked

I’ll survive,’ I

show that Ramses’ shoulder isn’t

I asked. He had a bruise on his cheek and claw marks on his shoulder. And

see.

issues,’ he said. We walked over to the boards to have a look at

he read the name

don’t think I have

We usually get along. He’s strong, but I think he will fight fair. It will be an interesting

hated this game when his face grew dark. I looked at what

warriors of his old pack.

be as dominant as everyone thought,

the ring the second

might win,’ I insisted. Mostly because I hated the thought of surrendering, not so much because I believed

We know they are not going to play fair,’ he

if they go after me. It’s not like they will take me

is the last one,’ I said. Finlay sighed and rubbed his

are pissed enough not to care anymore. They just want

not. This is about you not getting hurt and me

up as soon as I

‘Red.’

best I can