Chapter 42


    She would win, just like always.


    Roxanne began wrestling after growing dissatisfied with boxing and her domination in the field.


    She wanted something more stimting… Something that challenged her so much that it distracted


    her from the thought of her dead father and the emptiness she felt in his absence.


    After she began boxing for nearly two years, she heard some of the regrs talking about it… The


    underground wrestling club. She took caution and listened to them clearly, finding out the exact location


    of the ce. Of course, as a high school student she needed a guise and an alias, so for the first time


    since she was ten years old, she sneaked out of her house and went to see the sight of the unknown.


    That single experience changed her life forever.


    The sounds of struggling breathing, the impact generated as flesh met flesh and both opponents


    gave their all in a fight. The noise made from the crash as opponents were sent flying, the cheers of the


    audience… And most of all, the loud thumping of her heart as she experienced the scene and took it all


    in, made Roxanne desire the forbidden even more.


    Of course, it was illegal. She was a high school student, and also a girl. Yet, she wanted to also


    participate. Fortunately for her, there was no restrictive process in participating. No one asked for her


    name, her age, her identity, and they couldn’t care less about the fact that she was a girl. Only one


    thing mattered in the arena, and they asked her a very simple question…


    “Can you fight?”


    When she heard this, she couldn’t help but smile.


    “Yes, I can!” She responded with vigour and confidence.


    And just like that… She was in!


    Of course, she wore a costume, most especially a mask, to prevent anyone from recognizing her.


    After all, she heard of the ce from members of the gym. It would be a surprise if one or two of them


    showed up. She was always careful not to show her face among the people there, and to be honest…


    No one cared. They didn’t care whether she was a girl, or whether she was in high school, whether she


    was pretty or if she had a boyfriend. The only thing they cared about was strength!


    And that was all that mattered to her there too. She couldn’t care less about the money she


    received, though that was very useful for her too. All she wanted was to fight.


    Her first match was an experience she would never forget. She had never felt that way before.


    With the huge man standing in front of her, ready to take her down, she knew she couldn’t you’ll her


    punches. However, reality didn’t hit her as hard until he did. After his first hitnded on her, and the


    audience cheered for him, she finally understood. With the loud ringing in her head and the pain she


    hadn’t felt in a long time, she maintained her stance. In the ring, she wasn’t training… She wasn’t


    practising… She was fighting!


    And so she fought, and fought and fought. She kept fighting for moments which seemed like


    eternity, yet it also felt like a single minute. After her struggle in her first match, she won. The cheers of


    the audience and the disappointed groans of the ones who lost money in their bets filled the air. As she


    heard them, with their noises, she couldn’t help but feel proud and happy. The satisfaction she obtained


    from that single match was notparable to the several months of training in the gym. She enjoyed


    her time there, especially with the coach… But the taunt sinews, the spraying sweat, her sore body and


    bruised hands… The sensation she felt was like no other. Truly, even as she panted with exhaustion


    and felt so tired that she wanted to pass out, she had never felt more alive.


    And so she never stopped. She wouldn’t, couldn’t, give up the sensation she obtained after having


    a taste. She continued for as many nights as there was a match.


    Within a few months after signing up, she made her name known within the ring. With her overall


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    ck costume and her kitten mask which was a collectible she got in a pawn shop, she became known


    as the ‘ck Cat''… But in actuality she was more recognized to be a tiger. Mercilessly pummeling her


    opponents, rising back up even as she was pushed down, refusing to take a loss, she always got back


    up. Of course, for a few matches she actually lost, and that left her in a disappointed and vengeful


    state. The next time she fought such an opponent, she made sure to pay them back every ounce of


    pain she received and more, and she achieved that.