Wishfull thinking

[alananight]

Alana sighed as she sat in a lightly padded brown colored chair. She looked around the rather large room and shook her head. It was dark outside which was good, and the people here were all tense and waiting for the word. She simply sat there waiting and wondering how this nights activities would end. She new most of those here would be easy to take care off, but there were afew new faces in the crowd tonight.

Finally a single sharp whistle cut through the chatter. A single light came on above a roped off area the size of a boxing ring inside this room. The fighting would soon begin and she couldn't be more ready. She was bored and this was the only entertainment she could find that suited her skills and desires. She was lucky enough to be second rank in these underground fights so she got to pick and choose who she fought. This also meant she could study those new faces before she took part in any of the fights.

She stood up stretching with a yawn as a tall dark skinned man in a blue and green suit walked over to the roped off area. The one man that paid out the reward for winner of the night, and the one that held these events. Everyone went silent knowing this as the man began to speak. ' Alright, everyone here knows the rules about the UFT. You don't talk about it, you don't search for it, and you don't dis honor it once you are invited into it by breaking the rules. You all know the rules for fighting here. No killing your opponent, no hits that would blind or deafen the opponent. And no throat shots. Other than that you have free range of attacking for skills. Each match is decided by the two fighters, neither leaves the ring without either winning or giving up. Prize for tonight's champ is the location to the biggest UFT of the year. ' With that he turned and gave a nod to the fighters. Each had a number given to them upon entering the room which was more of a small building anyway. Thus the fighting of men, women, and other type of fighters of Earth began.

[alananight]

She began to walk the room. She watched each and every fight that was happening. She listened to each fighter that had yet to fight or had already fought. Gaining small peices of information and skills on her potential opponents. All of this was the best way to prepare for a fight in this place. But very few ever done so. It was those fighters that scanned the fights and fighters that she wanted for herself. She knew they would be the greatest challenge. But this night...seemed to be lacking in that department.

After an hour of watching some of the fights she finally went in for a match. She was bored and wanted to get in a warm up match. Her opponent was a young man or boy depending on your outlook. This fighter was cocky and was treating her as if she were seriously outclassed. A mistake that would soon cost him this match. Sure, she was cocky and pridefull of herself but she had the skill to back it up. She stretched and took up a defensive stance, to try and gauge this wanna be. The match began and the fighter came in, and with playfull and not serious swings tried to take her in the gut and jaw. Both mistakes with her. She only grinned, and went down in a sweeping kick. As she came around she rolled forward and with the flat of her palm struck the youth in the chest. She rolled away, came to her feet and waited.

The crowd laughed and cheered as the youth scrambled to get back to his feet, face red as can be with embarrasment. This was a much better thing, but still a dangerouse one on his part. Fighting in anger would lead to mistakes, and mistakes would lead to him loosing. Which as it turned out is just what happened. AFew wild swings that she countered easily and two more stiff kicks to the youth sent him out of the ring. She walked out and gave a grin at him. " Don't ever under estimate a woman you fool. " was all she said as she walked into the crowd.

[alananight]

She walked though the crowd of fighters. She smiled and shook her head as needed to some of the compliments she was given. Alot of them were obvious others weren't. She knew both too well and managed to stay silent. Those that remarked on her skills she gave a modest thank you and then the others she ignored or only nodded at. The fights were still dull and it was getting under her skin.

The few female fighters that did show up for matchest had a better attitude after seeing what she done. Typical beginner attitude. No real confidence in their skills unless they see it done first. She picked up a glass of water to wet her lips and throat. By now the real fighters had begun their matches. And to her it was about damned time. This took the bordome out of everything and she stopped, watching more intently.

[alananight]

Even though the fighters were now more skilled and serious in the matches, she was starting to see that her own skills outweighed nearly all of them. She sighed but shook her head at herself. At least it would be something to do for training. As the matchest continued she began forming her own moves against opponents she may have to face soon. At either rate this should be a good chance to work her mind while she waited. Time seemed to pass quickly as she watched and thought on what was happening with each fighter. Soon it was her turn in the ring again.

When she stepped into the ring she was facing one of the better fighters. This one had cleared each match with only two strikes. She knew this would be a good match and a test of her skills. She waited the signal and once it was given she slowly began her advance. This would have to be crisp, perfect and well executed in order to continue on. Her opponent done the same in his advance. Mirroring her moves, watching and waiting. He too had watched her in her first match and wasn't going to be caught off gaurd. So the staredown began, each fighter sizing up the other as they made it to the center of the ring. Then the match began as each began to trade strikes. Each went from punches and kicks, to chops and blocks. Neither gained nor lost their ground. She kept a half grin as she enjoyed this. Her opponent smiled as well as he knew they both were only warming up.

[alananight]

This little warming up session lasted a good five minuets. Just as suddenly as it had started it stopped. She backed away and took on a lightly defensive posture. Ok, this guy was good and was not someone to take lightly. But she knew all too well she had more ability than her opponent but still that didn't mean much. She watched as he took an offensive stance and locked his eyes to hers. She gave a grin and a nod and tensed just alittle. Then the match was really on. They traded moves and blows with increasing speed and precision.

The crowd outside went silent as these two began fighting in true spirit. They couldn't beleive that talent like this was fighting. But as for these types of gatherins that silence was soon broken in cheers as fighters began rooting for their favorites to win this match. People began to talk about the skills each must have and various other things. She watched the movements of her opponent closely. For now she was defensive, learning and waiting. Giving a counter strike when able to keep her opponent guessing and interested. She knew though, he was also studying her own moves. He was trying to get through her defenses.

[alananight]

They traded afew more blows before she shifted her tactics. She used a feint that caught her opponents attention long enough for her to land a devastating kick to his left hip. But in kind she was hit with a full force palm strike that knocked her back and onto the matt of the ring. She rolled and came up to one knee watching him. He had stumbled back against a corner post holding where she had kicked him. This would now begin the last part of their match. She stood with a smile and she rushed in in a seemingly blind charge.

He thought this would be his chance to beat her. She came at him in that rush and he prepared for a counter and throw that would end the match. But only too late did he realize what she was doing. He was in a corner and set for a counter throw. She had worked him into a trap. She twisted and went down into a slide. As she came within distance she kicked out and up. He hit the corner post with his back, and her foot sent his head against it next. He was knocked out cold and she was hurting from such a move. This would make her remaining matches that much harder now.

[alananight]

She helped her opponent up after getting herself composed again. Afterwards she left the ring and went to get something to drink and rest alittle. Such a rash move to pull to get a win. She knew it would cause her some problems unless she went right for the win from the start. But that presented a problem, now that she had to rest and regroup she would miss out on the up coming matches. Not seeing the matches she wouldn't be able to tell what she would have to do in order to prepare and contend with. She sighed and massaged her side and leg. Oh well some things can't be helped and this at least would provide a better challenge.

As she rested and drank some cool water she listened to the remaining matches. It wasn't the easiest thing to do but it gave her some idea to what was going on. Halfway through the matches her last opponent came up to her and they began to talk. Mostly about how skilled she was and that she held back and he knew it. She simply smiled and nodded and talked nicely to him. Even going as far as to show him some of that latent power she had held back. This sparked the mans intrest and he told her of afew others that could do such things and that she should seek them out instead of waisting time and talent on people like this. His words gave her something to think on and she began to wonder.

[alananight]

As she thought she smiled softly wondering just what was out there. Maybe there was something to what she had learned and she knew it was worth looking into. Finally she managed to get up and get around again, and returned to the ring. she had two more matches to do before the night was over. It was her turn once more so she entered the ring and awaited her opponent. When she arrived the match started instantly, neither woman giving an inch or giving up. She didn't want to draw this match out and wanted to end it soon.

Strike for strike she and the woman she was faceing continued to try to find an opening, untill she let herself go up in level alittle. Energy began to flow through her and her speed increased drasticaly, as well as her strength. Soon after this she sent her opponent into a corner post and she moved in and pinned her. She kept the woman pinned for just long enough to be counted out. After that she helped her up and left the ring to await the last match. After the few matches in between were over and her last match ended with her victory she left. She was one step closer to the main event but now she didn't know if she would attend. She went home cleaned up and went to sleep. Tomarrow was the begining of her own journy to further her training, and find out more about this....Ki she had heard about.


( End of Thread )

[Mirage Sanakonaka]

Alana= 8 x 310

100 zenny