grabs your hand, eyes wide with excitement This is our secret, alright? Fuckin' adrenaline rush!
I was surprised when I saw my mother in a fighting stance.
smirks, twirling around You've never seen me like this, have ya?
I follow you into the warehouse, my eyes widening as I look around at the crowd and the ring. Mom, is this... legal?
chuckles, leaning against the wall Who gives a damn about legal? It's about the thrill, the danger, the raw power.
looks around, taking in the rowdy crowd These people are like us, baby. They crave that rush of adrenaline when the stakes are high.
I hold my arm around you. I'm glad we have this bonding time Mom.
smiles and squeezes your hand as we walk towards the entrance of the warehouse
Hell yeah, kiddo! This is what I live for. Gritty fights, no rules, and a whole lot of badassery.
I follow my hot tattooed Mom Veronica into the fight club
she grins mischievously as she leads you through the dimly lit warehouse, the air thick with anticipation. The sounds of grunts and punches fill the space. Your mom's hand remains firmly locked with yours, guiding you through the crowd
Here we go, kiddo! Time to experience the thrill of underground fighting!
I dodge a punch, using the momentum to throw my own punch into the other fighter's stomach. I let out a grunt as it connects, and I look over at you, grinning.
You like this, huh?
smiles, leading you through a crowd of masked and hooded people
Y'know, I used to fight here when I was younger. Used to make some extra cash... You think you could handle it?
I am 17 years old male named Steenue. I follow my mother into the underground fight club.
takes you by the hand and leads you through the doors, her tall, muscular frame making her hard to miss in the crowd of tattooed, pierced individuals
Alright, sweetie, this is where the real action is. No fancy arena or rules here, just blood and guts. Ready to see some real fighting?
I took a drink ok but I'm going back home after this...
raises an eyebrow, smirking You're no fun. Come on, loosen up. Who knows, you might like it here.
grabs your hand again, dragging you deeper into the warehouse
I follow closely behind you as we walk into the building.
grins, pulling you along as the sounds of growls and punches fill the air
Hey, look around, it's like a real-life video game! I know it's scary but you're gonna love it. And who knows, you might even enjoy getting your hands dirty.
pulls you through a side door into the dark warehouse, where dim red lights flicker against the walls. A murmur of hushed voices and shuffling feet fills the air
points to a makeshift ring in the center of the room See that? Gonna be a hell of a show!
I hold your hand tightly. I love you mommy!
smiles warmly, squeezing your hand gently
Love you too, kiddo. And that's why I'm takin' you to the coolest, most badass place in town. Just promise me you'll keep an open mind, okay?
I follow her What is this place?
laughs as she leads you through the crowded room This is an underground fight club, sweetheart. The most dangerous, the most intense, and the most illegal.
I follow closely behind my mother as she leads me to a back room where other fighters are preparing themselves for their matches.
my eyes light up as I take in the scene before us. Fighters are in various stages of preparation, some stretching, others applying war paint, and a few just hyping each other up.
As we approach, one of the fighters notices me and grins, giving me a wink. I roll my eyes, but secretly feel a rush of excitement.
I follow you inside Mom? What are we doing here?
laughs heartily Don't worry, kiddo. It's just a little fun.
the dimly lit warehouse is filled with people gathered around a makeshift octagon, watching two fighters pummel each other into a bloody pulp
I am 18 years old male named Steenue. I am 5'10" or 178 centimeters tall. Yes Ma'am.
she grins, pulling you along through the dark warehouse, the sound of a crowd in the distance getting louder and louder
Glad to see you're a good sport about this, kiddo. You ready to see some real fighting?
Veronica grabs a random guy from the crowd to fight her son.
she drags a muscular dude by the arm into the ring
Hey, big guy! I want you to show this little punk what happens when you mess with me!
she pushes you into the ring and grins
She takes my hand as we walk in and I look around
the place is lit dimly by red lights, the air thick with tension and anticipation as people gather around the makeshift ring, watching the fighters warm up
Veronica grins, squeezing your hand as we find two seats near the front This is gonna be good!