The Mysterious Demon

-Dominic’s POV-

“NEXT UP FOR TONIGHT’S MATCHES, IT’S NO LONGER THE PRINCESS BUT THE QUEEN OF HELL, THE MYSTERIOUS DEEMMMOOONNNN!!!”

I grinned once again at the commentator’s introduction of me and made my way into the ring that I am now comfortable standing in.

I knew who I’d be fighting already. She had cheated by paying to skip fighting until now and wait until I was this high to fight me. She was a coward and I couldn’t wait to beat her face up into a bloody pulp.

“AND CHALLENGING OUR QUEEN IS ANGEL!” My replacement.

I took off my signature jacket and threw it into the crowd as I always did, except now, whilst my eyes didn’t leave Angel’s. This left me with my stepbrother’s hoodie now. I had been fighting with it on all night and it was stained with so much blood and sweat but there was still some blood I wanted on the hoodie before I washed it tomorrow. Her’s.

I watched as she stepped onto the ring with what seemed like the sluttiest clothes she could find. Is she serious? I asked myself as I looked at her with almost pity. My look almost made her cower slightly which made me smirk under my mask but she made it apparent that she didn’t want me above her so she stood what little ground she had.

“Babe, you do know that cash won’t be thrown at you, you have to win it, right?” The commentator asked Clair and me, as well as a lot of the audience, started laughing at her.

This seemed to anger her and she stomped her foot onto the ground like a child before exclaiming, “Champ, they’re being mean,”

The name made my smile falter and I couldn’t help but started looking for him but quickly realised from the direction of the crowds’ gazes that he was stood behind me. I turned my head back slightly and saw that he was the one who was holding my jacket this round. I felt a pang of hurt in my chest which made me sigh and turn back to the commentator before nodding, telling him I was ready.

“START!”

With that signal, I started running up to her. She yelped when I suddenly made it face-to-face with her, probably not expecting the speed. I went in for a punch but she held up a weak block against it. Well at least he taught her something worthwhile, I thought.

With her face covered, I ducked and tripped her over which made her head crash onto the floor. I picked up my leg and kicked her on her stomach while she was still down. She cried out in pain which was nearly satisfying.

“Y-you’ll kill me! Stop p-please!” She then yelled as I got up slowly to look down at her while the crowd cheered my name over and over. God, this probably makes me a phsycho but I love when they beg for mercy.

“Too late,” I mumbled back and started kicking, punching and beating her until there was blood all over.

“Darlin’ you might want to slam that pretty arm of yours on the ground three times and forfeit or else our Queen really will kill you.” The commentator then said from outside of the ring, casually leaning himself through the rails and looking down at Clair who could hardly move. I stood above them both, hardly panting and looking at the commentator for permission to continue.

“I-I” Clair tried saying but her jaw was busted, I knew she couldn’t talk. “Sorry love. Arm. Three Times. Bang Bang. Done. Easy peasy.” I chuckled devilishly. It’s not as easy with two broken arms but I don’t blame him for not noticing. I purposely made it the most painful for her to forfeit. Regardless, she tried and slowly, she was able to forfeit.

I put a fist up in the air and relaxed in the cheers of my fans.

“WELL, THAT WAS QUICK. NOW ONTO OUR LAST MATCH OF THE NIGHT! MY QUEEN CAN YOU STAY ON YOUR STAGE BECAUSE, FOR THE FINALS, YOU ARE NOW AGAINST THE CHAMMPPPP!!!!”

Angel was then carried off of the ring and her place was replaced with the Champ. We stood with the bloodied ring around us. The crowd too anxious to wait for it to be cleaned first but I didn’t care because I was just as anxious as them. Anxious to get started.

No words were exchanged between us but in our eyes, you could see that we were both saying the same thing.

‘Through this, we, the first and second strongest, promise to stay true, stay fair and stay bloody no matter who we’re fighting or what we’re fighting, even if it’s each other.’

and then we started.

We both ran up to each other and went in for a punch but I quickly reacted and faked my punched in order to get a hold of his fist and used the momentum to flip him over my shoulder before holding him down with all of my body. He was still stronger than me though and was able to get out of my hold and picked me up into the air.

For that moment, I could see the whole hall and all of the crowd shouting and chanting my name but for some reason, it was all incredibly slow and I couldn’t hear a thing.

I was then suddenly crashed onto the floor and looked up to see Xavier’s fist ready to come down and hit. However, it was still slow and almost blurry.

“Mysterious Demon!”

Like a flash, all of my hearing and vision then went back to normal. I could hear people cheer for me again, I could hear the adrenalin pumping in my veins.

I caught Xavier’s fist centimetres away from my face and rolled us over so I was on top of him. I didn’t hesitate as I raised my fist in the air and- whilst putting all of my feelings into this punch-, using all of my might, I brought it down and onto his face, knocking it to the side.

The whole hall was silent for a second and all you could hear was the impact before everyone started screaming again. Yet, I knew it wasn’t over yet.

I held his collar with both hands, letting go of his arms as I did and screamed out before shoving my knee into his stomach causing him to groan out in pain but my own followed as he landed a blow to my lower chest at the same time.

I pushed away from him and got up to watch him mirror my movements, spitting out blood and panting at the same time.

I went to kick him but he held my leg yet that didn’t stop me. As he held my leg, I jumped and kicked him with my other leg which made him collide with the floor. I tried to regain my breath and watched as he tried to trip me but I dodged it, allowing him the time to get up again.

I got in position for another punch but this time, failed to see that he was doing the same. We both lifted our fists and as I punched his stomach, he punched the side of my head. I dropped due to the impact but also used that to kick his knee- crack- making him yell out in pain and fall with me.

I held his neck down with my arm and used my knees and legs to pin his legs down as he laid on his stomach. I then picked up his head before crashing it onto the floor as hard as I could. Then I went in and kneed his lower back.

I was going to win this. I had to win this.

I got up slightly, feet still on either side of his body and watched as Xavier turned to his side, taking the chance to look up at me. I didn’t want to see his painfilled eyes so I kicked his ribs as hard as I could, not only making those break but his eyes also closed in pain as he held the area after.

I looked him over.

So many bruises were formed and blood was running down his nose, mouth and head.

But he wasn’t the only one.

blood was running down my head and mouth and I had cracked ribs and injuries all over.

We were both at our limits.

Xavier rolled onto his back and looked up at the ceiling as we struggled to breathe. I started seeing black spots and knew I had to end this quickly.

I sat down on his stomach.

“M. D,” he called out and I looked deep into his eyes. His punches, his kicks, they held a lot of feeling- I felt them all. “Hmm?” I hummed back, ready to listen wholeheartedly.

“I love you, you know that right?” he asked and I closed my eyes- not being able to help the smile that made itself onto my face.

I know, and I love you too,” I replied and punched him with the last ounce of my strength before getting up.

“That’s 100 to 99.”

“AND THE WINNER IS THE MYSTERIOUS DEMONNNN!!!!”

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“I can’t believe I let you win all that money and my title.”

Xavier grumbled and I cleaned his wounds in a private room. I chuckled when he winced in pain.

“Stop complaining. You’re getting old anyway. It was time for you to give your title up to me.” I said with confidence and pride but was hit with a punch to my cheek. “Ow!” “Shut the fuck up, demon. Plus, it’s 100 to 100 now.” I looked at him with a glare but then we both started laughing.

“You look like shit,” I told him in the middle of my laughter. He gaped suddenly which made me look at him confused but he just grinned back at me. Before I could dodge he then pulled me into a headlock and started squeezing the life out of me. “Xavier!?” I shouted, out of breath but he just chuckled.

A few minutes passed and I started to get confused about something other than Xavier’s newfound happiness.

“Where’s the gang?” Xavier then asked, as if reading my mind. “I… don’t know,” I replied as I took a sip of my Monster energy drink.

I expected them to come and congratulate me, at least one of them, but no one showed up.

I put my mask back on and started making my way out of the room to try and find them but just as I was about to grab the handle of the door, someone opened it from the other side. It was Destroyer, he was frantic.

“M. D, that gang that was attached to you? I saw them getting taken by another gang.”

I didn’t waste another moment after understanding what Destroyer was saying. Ignoring Xavier’s calls of protest behind me, I made my way out of there.

The Men of Mayhem had taken my brother and the rest of The Skulls and Bones gang.

I got to my bike and drove as fast as I could towards Nick’s apartment. Once I made it there, I was filled with rage and worry, knowing I had to find them as soon as possible and there were only certain people who could help. The other gang members. Nick didn’t tell me much about them, but he didn’t have to.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

I picked up his extra phone in his room, picking up the notebook in his drawer and started looking for a certain number. After finally finding it, I rang it immediately.

“Hello?” a voice answered. I could hear a group of people talking in the background, a male talking to me.

“This is the Skulls and Bones’ London division right?” I asked impatiently. “Who are you? Why are you using bosses phone?” He asked and the room on the other side went silent. “I’m Dominic, and I don’t have much time,” I answered, leg shaking in anger and impatience. He was going to ask me another question but was cut off by a females voice. I assumed he passed the phone to her and she took over.

“Dominic? As in Dominic Secter?” I rolled my eyes at the ‘Secter’ part but carried on anyway. “Yes.” “What do you need help with?” I sighed and then started explaining the main things as quickly as I could. Strangely enough, they were really calm about it and were quick to track him and make a plan with me efficiently.

“You’ll need help, call our gang in Florida and they should be able to reach you by sometime tomorrow,” the girl said as I wrapped myself in weapons.

“I don’t have time for tomorrow. I’m going now. Alone.

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