Night Before the Fight
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
A fighter quietly prepares for his biggest fight in his career!

Night Before the Fight

Darren opened his eyes as the taxi stopped. The man looked out of the window
it had been raining and there was a slight chill in the air, but he could see
he was here. The driver said something to him but as he couldn't speak the
local language it meant nothing. Darren just pulled out a couple of large
denomination notes from his wallet and handed them to the old guy behind the
wheel. He looked very happy so it was probably far too much, for the short
journey he'd made. But as he grabbed his sports bag and got out it didn't
matter, money didn't matter that much at this moment. All that did matter was
what was inside that building that he now looked at as he got out the taxi.

The man paused for a second as he looked at the building, the stadium, the
venue and then he made his was across the empty carpark in front of the
stadium and walked over to where he thought he could get into the building. As
Darren walked past the main entrance and around to the side he could see all
the posters that where advertises the big fight taking place tomorrow night.
The posters advertising the MMA fight night taking place here in ... ...
Darren thought to himself, 'where am I? What city is this?' He could have been
in Bangkok, Singapore, Kuala Lumpur or Wonju, South Korea, in fact let along
what city this was, at this point Darren didn't know what county he was in
right now.

But that didn't really matter, what did was the fight that he was taking part
in tomorrow that one that would really catapult him onto the world MMA scene.
For the fighter it had been a busy schedule, he's been around the MMA fight
circuit since he'd been a kid, following his Uncle who was a bit of a name in
the game, and now it was his turn to make his mark.

But there was no easy way to make you way, to make your name in this game, it
was one fight after another then another and another. Travelling form one city
to another, one country to another, different parts of the world, different
times of the year, not the life for a 'homely' type of person. As Darren made
his way around the stadium to the side entrance it all started to look
familiar and then he realised which place this way, which city he was in and
what country it was. He thought back to the money he'd handed over to the taxi
driver 'Shit, no wonder he looked happy!'

He managed to chuckled to himself about that, then it was back to
concentrating on what he was here for. Darren was a bit of a superstitious
fighter and liked to visit the place he was going to fight in the night
before. He liked to, needed to, get a feel for the place while it was quiet,
look around get use to the ring, the cage. Some say they are all the same, the
city, the stadium, the venue. That they all have the same ring, the same cage,
they are look the same, there's no difference and all that. But for Darren
each place was different, each stadium, each arena, each cage, it was all
different. It had its own feel and this was his time to connect with that, get
use to the fight arena, get to know the place where he was going to perform
next.

At the side door the man on security recognised the fighter and through he
went straight away. Darren wasn't top of the bill, that was reserved for two
local men, but even so the security man, being a fight fan, recognised Darren,
and knew he was on tomorrow night's bill. So, through Darren went, into the
stadium and into the arena where the fight was to take place. The fighter
looked around 'yes he knew this place, he really did know where he was now.'

It had been a couple of long tiring days for Darren, fighting in one city and
then being put on a plane in one place by his manager and being met at the
other end by the managers brother, it was the way the Brothers worked. And
with the assistance of their various cousins it allowed the Brothers to look
after a number of different fighters all around that part of the Asian fight
seen.

Yes, it was all coming back to Darren, the flight out that other City and then
landing here in this one, being met by the Brother and then taken straight to
the stadium for some promotors meeting. Darren hated all that part of the
fight game, but he knew all too well that it was a 'must', the money to pay
for this has to come from somewhere after all! There had been all the
razzmatazz of the pre-fight event, the standing here and there having his
photos taken, with this person, that promotor, the showgirls and of course
facing off against his opponents. Not that he needed to do that he knew who he
was fighting, he knew everything about his opponent, even what he ate for
breakfast!

Darren was a fighter that did his homework, and lots of it, so his time could
be better spent, preparing, training, studying his opponent rather that
cosying up to promotors and people with cameras. So, he'd been glade to get
out pre-fight event, away from all that, he was glad to have got to his hotel,
get his head down for a few hours' sleep and then come back when it was all
quiet so he could get a proper feel for the place. The fighter had of course
been here before, fought here before, but the ring was always different,
always felt different.

So, here the night before a fight, this was his chance to get that real
feeling of the place again, feel the canvas under his feet, to see the cage
and how it made him feel, understand the ring he was going to fight in. That
was how Darren liked to do things, get himself focused and in tune with the
ring, with the cage, it was something he'd learnt from his Uncle. This
approach had worked for the fighter, that was how and why he was getting his
big chance tomorrow night in 'that cage!' Darren was stood there at the back
of the stadium looking out, across all those empty seats that would be full in
24 hours. Full of screaming, shouting fans, all looking into the cage that
Darren was now staring at.

He could see there were some people milling around outside and in the fight
cage, some maintenance men by the looks of it, a few other people taking
pre-fight photo's that sort of thing. But they would all be gone soon, and
that would be the fighters time to get in there and get the feel of
everything, his preparation time. One of the stadium workers came up to
Darren, they knew each other, there was a quick chat and the fighter was told
that it would all be clear for him in 20 minutes or so. Darren knew most of
the guys who worked in these places and always got his time in the cage alone
the night before hand, so everything was ready.

Darren went off to change, get into his fight shorts, again another
superstitious habit he had. To wear the shorts, he was going to fight in, the
night before when he focused himself in the empty cage, in the empty stadium.
It was about 20 minutes or so later when Darren came out of the changing room.
He past and nodded to the old caretaker who was sweeping up at the back of the
stadium. Darren made his way towards the cage, there was still some people
there he could see, but they would all be gone, very soon!

The man, the fighter, made his way slowly through the arena towards the cage
in the centre. As if he was doing this just at the right moment lights high
above him in the celling where becoming dim then went out completely. To
someone else this might had appeared to be been somewhat eerie even a bit
frightening but this was how Darren liked it. The place empty, just him in the
cage, to feel the canvas on his bare feet, this was how the man prepared for a
fight.

As he reached the cage the last of the maintenance men had passed him walking
up the aisle and where on their way out of the arena. This was good, as it
normally meant he was now alone, but this evening, here in this arena as he
stood outside of this cage, he wasn't alone! This didn't impress the man as he
had to be on his own so he could take in the arena, alone to be able to fully
focus. Alone, but he wasn't.

Inside the cage was one of those photographers with by the looks of it a
couple of the ring girls, taking some of the last publicity shots before
tomorrow's fight. This was all that he needed, someone else inside his cage,
walking around his ring and taking away this important moment, this time,
taking it all away from him. Darren opened the cage as the man with the camera
moved the two ring girls, the models, into a different position for his next
shot. The fighter flung the cage door to the side as he opened it, the
shacking, clattering sound it made echoed around the empty arena, as it did so
a couple more of the celling lights went out. "Out!" Darren was annoyed that
there were still people in the cage and he wasn't in the mood right now to be
polite or somehow nice to anyone, this was his time and they needed to get out
of his cage now!

He wasn't in the mood to mess about and when the photographer seemed to almost
ignore him, as he didn't even turn around and look at Darren, as he was more
interested in placing his models in the right places. The photographer managed
to mumbled "hang on, I'll be finished shortly!" Well that didn't go down too
well. Darren looked down at a pile of bags and photographic stuff near to the
cage door, he reached down grabbed these and flung them out the door, up into
the air and out into the main arena, CRASH!

The sound of his equipment coming down and smashing onto the arena's concrete
floor, and breaking, filled the empty stadium that was until a moment ago very
quiet. The photographer who was crouched down taking snaps, shot up, turned
around and was open mouth in shock as he seemed to suddenly realise what had
just happened. Darren, still not in the mood to 'talk', walked with some
determination over to the shocked man. The fighter reached out with one hand
grabbed the snapper and now dragged the protesting and stunned man back over
to the cage door, "I said, OUT!" OOOOOWWWHHH! THUD!

The man and with his best camera slung around his neck was unceremoniously
flung out of the cage, through the open door and out into the first line of
seats that surrounded the cage of entertainment. The man went flying, the
smaller photographer was easily manhandled by the much bigger, stronger
fighter, who had to grin to himself as he did this. It wasn't his normal way
of doing things, but he'd had a long tiring day and need to focus on the
upcoming fight, after all he had told this man to get out, but he hadn't, so
it was his own fault!

Outside the cage and the photographer had managed to get himself together,
he'd landed awkwardly and hurt his back, but that was the least of his
worries, the man was a natural coward and wasn't going to hang around. Not
after being flung about like that! He ignored the pain in his back picked up
what he could of his equipment and was soon hobbling and limping away up the
aisle to the back of the arena to escape.

There were still a couple of the main lights on, but they were getting dim and
soon would be off, the only light that would be left on would be the large
main light over the cage. And that was just as Darren had asked it to be left.
At last he was all alone in the cage, and now ... ... ... 'What!' As he turned
around so that he could now move around and get use to the cage, the canvas,
the man saw that the two models the photographer was taking pictures of, they
were still there in the ring! 'Will this never end!'

Darren was now even more frustrated, all he wanted was to be left alone, for
everyone to go away, get out his way and leave him there ... ... 'all alone!'
How difficult could that be? He looked over to the far side of the ring where
the two models where, at any other time the man might have looked at these two
and though 'Nice!' But once he was in his fighting shorts, in the ring, in the
cage, whether he was training or in a real fight, he had this way of focusing
out of everything else apart from fighting. The only thing he could see was
the punch bag he was training with, the sparring partner he was honing his
skills with, or the other man, the challenger he was fighting with.

'Women' he could have them all after the training, after the fight, not before
and he never looked at the ring girls during the fights either. They would be
coming to him in his dressing room after he'd won. So now here in this cage
the annoyed, and slightly angry man didn't see these two 'properly!' If he had
he would had said 'Nice, very Nice!'

These women, where both Asian, not that Darren would have been able to tell
which part, which country they came from originally. All he would have known
is Asian, so Singapore, Korean, Malaysian, he would have guessed, he wasn't
too good at all that 'where do you come from' bit. The girls where in fact not
just models, but they were indeed ring girls, young women who were going to be
part of tomorrows show. Stood there looking pretty, smiling standing next to
the fighters looking ever so lovely, gorgeous and very sexy as they walked
around, holding boards showing what round it was, who was fighting and at the
same time advertising this or that for the sponsors.

Both women, where in fact younger than they at first might have seemed, both
where in their late teens, twenty at the very most. Or was this just how women
in this part of the world looked, younger than they really where, or where
they just plain young? Both girl where dressed in their ring girl outfits, the
one on the left was a small girl, even in the pair of white high heeled shoe
she had on. She had a pair of soft, slender legs that went up to a pair of
black and white shorts, tight small shorts. Black shorts with white trim at
the top, around her waist and at the bottom around her legs. Her stomach, abs
her bare and her soft flesh when up further towards the bikini style top she
had on, one side of the top, covering one breast was white the other side,
coving her other breast was black. Even though the girl was small in stature
she wasn't a small girl around her chest. Up some more was her quite lovely,
adorable oriental face, topped off with long dark hair that came down her back
and front. Long hair that came down past her breast, but fortunately her ample
chest forced her long hair to the side as to not spoil the view.

Next to the girl in black and white was the girl in red and white, she looked
about the same age as the black and white girl, whatever that was. But she was
the taller one out of the two, only by a small margin, and you could only make
that out if the girls stood very close next to each other. But yes, she was
the slightly taller girl. This one was dressed in again a pair of white high
heeled shoes; her supple legs went up to a pair of tight red shorts with again
white trim on the edges. Her flat stomach went up to her well-formed chest and
that had a red and white top wrapped around full breasts. Again, one breast
was covered in red and the other in white material.

The second girl had a similar and attractive face, the girls may have been
related, sisters, cousins or something like that. Or was it that this man just
couldn't tell these Asian women apart. But this girl was also different, her
hair was long, but the man didn't know how long as it was all tied up. Tied up
very tightly, all wrapped around and into a bun at the rear and top of her
head, hair out the way so her face was fully on show.

For a moment Darren thought he'd seen these two girls before but didn't know
where it ... ... 'Ah!' Something in the back of his mind clicked and the man
thought that these two had been at that pre-fight and sponsors event from
earlier on when he'd just got off the plane. Would make sense, first at the
promotion event and now here for some photos ready for their 'big moment',
walking around inside 'his ring' waiting for 'his fight' to start!

Darren had been right in what he'd thought, Mindy the girl in black & white
and Li, the girl in red & white had indeed been at the promotion event and
weigh in, earlier that day. And they had even been introduced to the man that
was on the other side of the ring looking at them, but he'd forgot that part
already. The man who just thrown their photographer out the ring and brought
their photo shoot to an abrupt end, and that hadn't been a nice thing to do,
had it?

The girls were the Daughters of two of the main sponsors of this event and
they, Mindy and Li had spent a lot of time and effort in getting their
Father's to get the them the much sort after ring girl jobs for this event.
Daddies little girls had demanded that were given the opportunity to be ring
girls and it wasn't fair that they hadn't been given the chance beforehand!
Both the Fathers knew exactly how petulant their Daughters could be, and when
the girl's Mothers, the Father's wives had also stared. It was just easier to
give in, bribe some official to get their Daughter's to be the ring girls,
rather than stand there and try to argue it out!

So now in the ring, in the cage at one end stood the two young Asian girls,
dressed in their show outfits, Mindy and Li. The two girls with their young,
firm, lovely bodies, most of which was on show, and who had just had their
photo shoot ruined by the fighter on the other side of the ring. The man
Darren, the older, stronger man, in his late 20's, dressed in just his
fighting short and those thin fingerless gloves. The man that just wanted to
be left alone here! Now it seemed there was a bit more for him to deal with
before he was left alone!

Right now, it looked as if it was the girls that were going to get the raw end
of all this, after all their photographer, the one that the Daddies had paid
for and brought in, had just run like hell out of the stadium, and he wasn't
coming back! As this sank in the expression on both Mindy and Li's faces
changed from one of shock to one of annoyance at all this, at what this man,
the fighter, had just done, just ruined for them.

At this point Darren was a bit confused, he didn't understand why the two
models these young women, girls where still there in the ring with him. They'd
just heard him shout 'Out!' and he'd meant it, he'd flung their boyfriend or
whoever he was out the cage and if they weren't careful they would be next, he
was in no mood for all this right now! But he'd give them one last chance and
doing his impression of the incredible Hulk, he tensed up and screamed "OUT!"
at the girls.

Any normal person would have taken this 'hint' and run off by now, but not
these girls, for some strange, unknown reason they did nothing, just stood
there on the far side of the ring and looked back at the now quite angry man!
This lack of anything from the two girls, lack of fear as he shouted, lack of
realisation as to their situation, lack of respect for him being the man here,
this all angered the fight! All this just went to enraged him, his time in the
ring, to get used to it, to feel the cage, feel the ring, feel the canvas had
now all been ruined by this two little ... ... !

Darren now went storming across the canvas over to the two girls, he would
grab each of them then he'd kick each of their cute little arses out the ring,
out the cage and he just didn't give the slightest ... ... WHACK! OOOWWWHHH!
THUD!

The two girls had seen Darren come for them and they had been prepared, ready
and knew just what to do to 'sort this situation out!' Mindy the girl in black
and white, took her friends hands and used them to balance and steady herself
as she now hopped to the side, skipped around. She leaped upwards, her legs
went out and her body followed. Li, the girl in red and white quickly leant
back and now pulled her friend up further and off the ground as she too now
went turning, twisting around. At the same time she lifted and was spinning
her friend around.

One girl stood there turning around holding her friends' hands as the second
girl was now up in the air being twirled and spun around. Anyone seeing this
would have thought the girls had practiced this, it was part of some gymnastic
routine or show, maybe they had! As Mindy went all the way around, spun around
by her friend the girl in black and white was conscious of where her body, her
feet were and where they were heading! Straight into the side of the fighter
who was coming towards the girls. 

The girl being swung around, almost like some kind of trapes artist seemed to
give a little laugh as her foot struck the advancing man, his determination to
eject the two young women from the ring had taken a turn for the worst. As he
now went flying backwards, it was him, the man, that was the one on the
receiving end of some 'female' aggression! Darren staggered and fell, tumbling
across the canvas and away towards the metal mesh wall of the cage, that he
now crashed into. Hit, knocked across the ring and struck down by a girl! It
was a shock to the fighter, and it was a surprise that had hurt, as he lay on
the floor and felt the side of his face and jaw throb. As he blinked to focus
his eyes back again on the girls and there was this thought that he just
couldn't understand, that wouldn't stop revolving around inside his head,
'that he'd been put down by a girl!'   

Now Mindy's feet where back on the canvas floor and the two young women where
happily giggling away to each other as they looked across at Darren still on
the floor and laid up against the mess wall of the cage. If he'd been able to
listen in and understand the girl's language he would have heard them
wondering about just how far this man would have gone had the cage wall not
been there to stop him? BANG! The giggling stopped as the man, now quite
angrily slammed his clenched fist into the canvas floor, then he began to push
himself back up onto his feet. 'Women, girl's, it didn't matter, those two
were going out that cage door the same way the photographer had gone!'

Darren jumped back onto his feet, slammed his fist into his other open hand
and with a determined, a stern, focused look on his face the man stormed at
some pace towards the girls. When he got to those 'girl's' he was going to
reach out, garb each of them by their hair, then he'd haulier them around, and
drag the 'little darlings', kicking and screaming if need be, towards the open
cage door. Then he'd kick their little arses out, no throw them out! 'Yes,
that was what he was going to do,' but just maybe the girls had other ideas of
what was going to happen!

As Darren came rushing at them the girls took a step away from each other,
putting a bit of distance between each of them. Mindy and Li both hopped,
jumped and surprisingly up high, into the air each of them went. Up high and
at the same time they both twisting in mid-air, their bodies revolved around,
twirling, twisting. The male fighter was still rushing forwards and couldn't
stop himself in time, even though he could see the girl's go up and spin, and
in that split second, he knew what was coming his way! Each girl sent a leg
out, and with this intense, gritted teeth look on each other their attractive
faces, these girls then throw those legs further out and straight into the man
as he came into range, CRUNCH! WHACK! ARRRRHHHHH!

Li's foot came in, it scrapped across Darren's shoulder and then slammed into
his neck. The blow nearly took the man off his feet and drove him over to the
side, away from this girl and into the path of the second girl, Mindy. Her
leg, her foot was a fraction of a second behind her friends and mean when her
foot landed, that high heeled shoe of hers, it struck into the man's chest
that had turned and was now facing her. A second stunning blow that shook the
man hard, hurt him and took him off his feet, sending him spinning around and
falling face first down to the floor. Well Darren had wanted to get a feel of
the canvas in the ring and that's what he was getting now!

Lying on the floor the man, the fighter was in a bad way, twice he'd been put
down by these girl's, 'how the hell had they done this to him!' As he shook
his throbbing head and once again went to push his aching body up SLAP!
OOOWWWHHH! Apart from the pain in his body which as a fighter he'd taught
himself to try and ignore the other feeling he now had was of young, small,
female hands coming down, slapping onto his body and gripping him. Then with a
sudden whoosh and heave as his body was hauled sharply up off of the floor,
Mindy held the man on his left, Li on his right and a shocked man was pulled
upwards, then WHACK! THUD! OOOHHHWWW!

The girl's knees where driven into the fighter, good young female legs went
up, hard, sharp, fast and strong knees pounded into the man's body. Then
again, they struck, different places, new parts of his body but with the same
painful and effective results. More strikes went in, each girl holding onto
the man by his arms, gripping him tightly so he couldn't get away, as the
girl's knees where sent flying up into Darren's hurt body. Mindy and Li
pounded him as the held him, he tried to shake the girl's off, well after all
he was a man, bigger and stronger than just two little models. But somehow
these 'little girl's' hold on him was much firmer, tighter than he could have
imagines, he was going nowhere, not until the girls said so, WHACK! WHACK!
THUD! THUD!

The double teaming by the girls on Darren was devastating to him, he'd been
hit before, many a time, and could take a good strike, but these girl's where
something else. They didn't hold back, they wanted to show the man, he'd made
a mistake, they wanted to hurt the man. Their knees pounded his body hard, but
it was also how fast the two were with this. One after another they struck
him, driving into his body, the man's head hadn't cleared and now his body was
under attack, but the girls didn't stop there! Their knees struck his groin,
his tender area, pounded, crunched and mashed him, he took a hell of a
pounding down there and in some way, it was lucky that Mindy and Li had hold
of Darren, at least the ladies where able to keep their target upright while
they 'worked him over', otherwise he'd have been on a heap on the floor,
crying in agony! 

As they weakened the man with their blows the girls forced him down,
controlling him holding his arms and bending him forward, just so they could
strike his upper body and then straight into his face as they still held him
firmly in this bent over position. Darren receive a good hammering from each
girl, Mindy and Li didn't hold back, why should they, he'd ruined their photo
shot so he deserved this. With him bend fully forward the girl's paused, just
for a second then there were two knees at the same time one into his left eye,
the other into his right.

At the same time the girls let go of their hold on the man and he went
catapulting backwards and was driven hard once more into the cages metal mesh
wall. There was aloud echoing clattering sound as he hit the cage wall, the
stadium fill with that sound and with the cry of anguish from the man as was
driven into the metal. As Darren slammed into the mesh he felt his back tingle
as it struck the cold metal, but this made almost a pleasant change from
getting the front of his body smashed by forceful female driving knees!   


As he hit the wall the man's legs wobble, they didn't buckle, which was good
considering the pounding he'd just been given, somehow those legs kept him
upright. He just wobble, and then he staggered a step, then two, forwards, his
head was a blur, his bloody face was a mess, his eyes were now closed as they
puffed up due to the swelling and bruising, and now he didn't even realise he
was staggering straight into ... ... ..! 

When the girls had sent the man back against the metal mesh wall, they stood
back away from each other, they had each kicked off their high heeled shoes,
each girl dropping down, and suddenly Mindy and Li they were both a lot
shorter! The girls waited, knowing he would come to them and straight into ...
... . WHACK! SMACK! ARRRRHHHH!

Mindy and Li waiting for the man to come forwards, to come to them, they
waited a whole second after Darren had slammed into the mash wall. They had
watched him judder and then stagger and topple forward, straight towards them!
Both the girls then moved, spun around in opposite direction and away from
each other, outwards they twisted around, a girl each put a leg out and
CRUNCH! SMASH! As Darren fell forward, as he also went falling down to the
floor the girl's bare feet struck, the sole of Li's foot pounding into the
right side of Darren's face and the bottom of Mindy's foot slammed into the
left side of his face.

For a moment it was as if the girl's feet where pushing his head together,
compacting it, squeezing his head tightly! The man's body just gave one
almighty tremor and then as the female feet where wiped across his cheeks and
came away, Darren fell face first into the canvas floor, THUD! He didn't feel
the canvas as his face hit it, the feet striking him was the last straw and
had sent the fighter out cold.

He also didn't know anything of what happened next as the girls now came to
him, reached down grabbed him by his arms and legs picked him up and carried
him towards the cage door. There they swung the man backwards and forwards and
tossed the much bigger man out through the door, out into the arena, and sent
him crashing to the floor. He obviously didn't belong in a fight cage if he
could be taken down this easily by two girls like them!

Leaving him there Mindy and Li realised that now without a photographer it
meant they couldn't carry on, so they climbed down from the ring and left,
heading toward the female changing rooms and still very disappoint with what
had happened. 'Wait until their Daddies hear about this, there will be
trouble!'

Up on the other side of the arena an old man, the caretaker, was slowly
pushing his broom in front of a line of seats. He looked up for his work as
the two girls walking off toward the changing room, obviously in a bad mood.
He shook his head 'those girls, always up to something and causing a mess, and
he was the one who had to clean it all up, Oh well!' He wondered off to where
the man was laid out on the floor. 'Maybe one day those girls should get in
that cage, with a crowd watching and cheering them on, take on some proper
opponents?' 'No that was just a silly idea' well wasn't it ... ... ?