The Fighter - Chapter 1 -
#1 of The Fighter
The first of many chapters that I wrote out all day yesterday. I hope y'all enjoy it.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
"And there you have it folks! Winner, and still your UFC Womans Champion, Sonya!" The crowd roars in excitement as their champion throws her gloved fists up in triumph. Jumping on the balls of her feet in time as her music plays. The champions team of coaches and trainers poor into the 8-sides. Hugging and cheering along with her. Only breaking up so Sonya may have her time with the announcer and the camera man.
"Sonya. Congratulations are very much in order, for officially breaking the previous womans champion title reign. How do you feel?" Sonya didn't hesitate with her reply, "I feel terrific. I'm shaking more now then before the match started." She chuckled as she started to strip away her gloves. "Well again congratulations. It was an exciting match all threw the five rounds, up to the definitive knock out. Well done, well fought and congratulations." The announcer shook Sonya's hand and went over to the challenger. Sonya didn't stay for that part. Taking her title and her gear back threw the audience and into the locker room. Giving high-fives to everyone who stuck there hands out along the way.
With the door closed, and the roar of the crowd replaced by the buzz of a ceiling fan, Sonya slumped onto the benches before the lockers. Reaching down to her right leg and stripping away her knee pad. "How long are you going to keep acting like nothing is wrong?" A voice asks from a desk against the wall.
"Come on Sam. You know I can't let a thing like this stop me." Sonya says. Getting the knee pad off and rubbing her knee. A clear scar showing threw her fur. The length running over the top of her knee cap. "It will stop you if you don't take proper care of it." Sam says. Turning in her chair to face Sonya. "As your doctor I can't allow you to fight anymore until you have that knee properly looked at." She says sternly. Sonya falls back onto the bench and gently stretching her leg out. "Oh...Alright Sam. Have it your way. Make an appointment and well go see a specialist about my knee."
"I already have. The appointment is next week." Sam says, the stern tone still on her lips. Sonya lets out a sigh as she sits back up. Stripping away the rest of her fight gear. "Some tough tiger you are. Getting bossed around by me." Sam say jokingly as she leans back in her chair. Sonya chuckles a bit in reply, "Well Miss-Bossy Doe, knows the general ins and outs of the body better then I do." They glance at each other for a moment before bursting out in a laugh.
Once Sonya had stripped herself of her gear, showered, and dawned clean, regular clothes, she bagged up the rest and threw the bag over her shoulder. "Gunna walk home with me Sam?" Sonya asks. "Sorry Sonya, I have other paper work to fill out and I have to meet with the UFC physician." Sam replied. Her attention since turned to the folders on the desk. Her eyes not leaving them as they slide left to right.
"Ok, well I'm taking the short-cut home. Need to get home in time for my show." Sonya teases as she wanders to the door. Sam sighs and leans back in her chair and turns to Sonya, "Not the short-cut Sonya. You know how back allies are so dis-trustful."
"To bad Sam." Sonya smiles, "And besides you remember what happened to that last thug that tried to get a taste of this feline booty." The tigress sticks her toned booty in Sams direction and rolls it around.
"Of course I do. I had to put his jaw back together after making sure his balls descended. You didn't have to go so hard on him."
"Hey, he deserved it. Didn't even bother to offer me a drink before going right for my boobs and stuffing his hand down my pants." Sonya says as she rolls to the opposite side of the door. "See ya at home."
"Stay safe." Sam shouts as Sonya closes the door.