Free Stepbrother Undefeated: An MMA Romance by Emilia Green Page B

I'll give him that, he's worked hard to get where he is, I think he's gonna put up a good fight no matter what."

    "Hm," I replied not sure what to say. Reagan looked like an MMA veteran himself with a shaved head and ginger beard, he had tattoos all over his hands and neck and I assumed under his suit there was a lot more.  

    The host got inside the ring and the crowd went crazy when he began to speak.  

    "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome," he said, "tonight we have two of the biggest mixed martial art names in the United States fighting for the national title, a place in the world championship and a grand prize total of one million dollars."  

    The crowd began cheering again, followed by chanting.

    "Un-de-feated!" they went, the whole stadium alive with the energy the fans were throwing out.

    The lights dimmed and the stadium went quiet again. Neon lights appeared lighting up each entrance to the ring and the ring itself. A heavy metal guitar solo began to blare from the speakers.

    "Coming to the ring now is the first fighter of the night, the never before defeated newcomer, Logan Undefeated" the host called.  

    Logan walked out of a cloud of smoke and up the pathway leading to the ring, Charlie his manager, and trainer Jason followed him. He looked insanely hot in his red shorts, and red bound hands, his body was already glistening in a sheen of sweat. The audience chanted his name but he didn't looked phased, he walked out with his head down focusing on the path in front.  

    "We love you Logan!!" I spotted a group of scantily dressed girls yelling, they were holding up a hand made sign that said "Undefeated" with a chorus of hearts around it.  

    I looked around and saw that they weren't the only group of adoring girls. Logan was really popular, his name being chanted sounded more like roaring thunder. I watched Logan climb up into the ring. When he got in position at his corner, he fist-pumped the air to a chorus of cheers from his fans. Logan practised his footwork, putting up a few feigned dodges, just as the music changed.

    From the heavy metal guitar solo, the crowd went quiet as the track transitioned into an electronica instrumental of 'The Final Countdown'. I found it comical, but as the light show played to the tune of the music, Orion's fans began chanting his name, just as he appeared at the entrance.

    His silhouette made him look more imposing, the light show making his shadow shift in shape. The host called out, "And the challenger... two-time national champion, Julio 'Orion' Romero!"

    The electronica soundtrack to Orion's entrance transformed into a dubstep track as the giant of a fighter began making his way towards the ring. I tried to estimate his height -- he was so tall -- as he cockily walked in, punching his fists together, making no note of his fans' screaming and shouting for him.

    At first I thought Logan could beat anyone, but now that I saw Orion, I began second-guessing myself. All my fears for Logan's safety reemerged and multiplied, as I caught a glimpse of Orion's intense, brutal death stare.

    I glanced over to Logan, who was discussing his game plan with Charlie and Jason. My eyes then tracked over to Orion, who needed no assistance from his team. He just kept that death stare on as he jogged on the spot.

    The host introduced the referee, "Aaaaaaand the referee for tonight's epic match... Joe Cracker!" The referee was a short, stocky bald man in his late forties, wearing a black polo with the championship logo emblazoned over it.

    He signed a cross before calling the fighters together.

    "Fighters!" he called. "Gentlemen, you both know the rules, I want a good clean fight and I don't want anything less... let's get ready to rock and roll. You boys ready?"

    Orion was the first to nod, making a slow, calculated swing of his head down.

    Logan was his opposite, enthusiastically nodding as he paced on the spot, his wrapped hands at chest level. I watched the camera crew leave