1 Chapter 1: my light.

Hate... disgust... cries..... Fear. Feelings that I have gotten used to, emotions that I have used to guide my very being and actions, where people find darkness in them... I find peace and light, hidden away at their misleading look. But who can blame me, I have been harboring this feeling for a very long time, in fact, my whole outlook on life has changed. The love of my mother burnt and overcome with hate; the one who brought me into this world to protect me from the evil harms and entities of this world... was in fact the one to inflict it on me, punishing me, treating me like waste and an imperfect being... at least who is perfect in this world of anguish... but still i have fate in this world, I still have my light, that will keep me fighting to survive, that light that will guide me through this world of maze... my own flesh and blood, my own kin.... My little brother... Gabriel.

"Keep on going Elijah! Get up big bro!" I could hear my little brother's voice ring through the crowd, as I was on the ground weak, with my back facing the ground and about to be defeated by the other opponent; who wasn't going to give me any chance to get up, and keep on fighting. But I wasn't going to give up... I wasn't going to lose.

"Oh no you don't!" the opponent had roar and was about to deliver a hammer fist on my face but in a flash, I had already evaded his attack and was fully back on my feet. As everyone were shocked by my fast recovering, but my little brother just shot me one of his 'win this already' smirk... and was I ready to.

"What is this... it seems that Elijah is back on his feet and looks more willing to keep on fighting!" the commentator had announced. As the crowd went wild and cheered on my recovery though not all of them. Since some of them had bet on the other opponent and had started to insult the challenger and boomed at him to win this fight.

"Seems like you're almost out of steam, Elijah. So why not just give up here before you breathe your last breath" He said, as he was right; since throughout this week, I have been on lots and lots of street fights and had failed to rest. But I wasn't going to end everything right here. As I need the money to help me and my small bro to survive in this world, and I couldn't bear to see Gabriel pick pocket, as he was almost caught and could have had his hands caught off as punishment... and I was not going to let that happen, at least over my dead and cold body.

"it seems like the rumors are true, Elijah, it seems that you have lost your voice in your 4th match, what a pity; and besides what foolish course would have pushed you to get u-." he was caught off by me taking a very unusual stance that seemed strange to some people but was very familiar to some certain group of people, and my brother could spot it from a mile away.

"<gasp> it seems that Elijah has had enough and is about to finish this battle in one move, as he has taken the stance that's known to be his ace move" the announcer said in awe. As everywhere was silent, no one dared to move an inch, but who can blame them, a move that could bring down the most formidable foe in just one go is unbelievable. Everyone waited in anticipation of the outcome of the match.

"hahhahahahah so your next move is to just stay there in silence, pathetic <spat> no wonder you lost your voice during you 4th match against the beast hahahaha!" he laughed as Gabriel was angry at his words towards me... but I just stood in my stance not losing my sight of him, like as if I was a predator watching his prey.

"I better finish you quick!" he lunged at me with a jab aimed at my neck, with the intent to kill me in on strike... but I stood there still, watching and studying his movements. In this world nothing is perfect, because there is always a flaw in everything...' a flaw that can determine the outcome of a battle'.

"What is this? Elijah has dodged the attack and has gone for the offensive. As he had held the opponent in a head clutch, as this seems to be the end of the match folks" the announcer had claimed as I had caught the challenger in a cobra neck snap, capable of killing a person in an instance by applying pressure to the neck muscle, stimulating it to constrict the neck and therefore breaking it in the process.

"<Grunt> h-how?" my opponent was shock by his current situation.

"Kill him!"

"Finish him"

"End him" the crowd roared at me to end his life, just because he had lost the match; but what gives them the right to decide that... disgusting.

"Booooooo!" some part of the crowd had booed me for sparing his life, but I wasn't worried about this and had gone to collect my belt and my cash prize.

"What is this? It seems that Elijah has let go of the challenger, sparing his lie in the process! Well folks I guess we have a new winner everyone!" I had come down from the ring with a smile on my face, as I saw my small brother running towards me with his smile and had hugged me as I just carried him and had placed him on my shoulder and had given him my belt to hold it for me. As the crowd cheered, some other people had booed but still I didn't care, because I had my brother with me, I had my light.

"ELIJAH!" the commentator had announced, making the crowd go wild at my victory yet again.

After the match:

Second person p.o.v:

"You lost the match against Elijah, and because of that we lost a huge amount of money on the bet, in which was placed one you." One of the sponsors of mine had argued and was enraged by this turn of event.

"How could you have lost even when he remained still... but no, you just had to mess up?" Another one had commented as a memory of him staying in that stance had flash in head.

"I couldn't read his move..." I said as all of them had turned their attention to me.

"What do you mean?" one of them had questioned me, as I just stared down to the ground with a defeated look on my face.

"Yes rai, please do explain."

"I mean that he was tough and unpredictable... and that move, that technique, just made his moves increase tenfold and had made him harder to read... even when I acted corky, I thought that I could handle myself and win him due to his last injury in his former match..... But I lost." I said as I just remained silent after that still thinking of my defeat.... My first lost in my whole carrier. I was then broken out of my train of thought by one of the major sponsors who had a devilish smile, plastered on his face, and immediately I knew what was on his mind.

"Then you better make sure that he can never use that money again, maybe by getting the one thing that means a lot to him... maybe his little brother perhaps. Since from the information that I was given, his main purpose for fighting was for his little brother. He needed the money to help them survive... because from the looks in his eyes... he doesn't even like what he does but knows how to fight. So why not show him the consequences of playing in this games hahahaha!" the man had laughed like a maniac as all of them had agreed to it, but I was not willing to help.

"And if you don't help... then consider yourself a dead man. So get our money back and you will be given back your title and we might as well pay you double, because I know that you would want your revenge, for him disgracing you back there.... As you see." The man had started to leave with his guards, whose were armed with guns and the other sponsors had started to go to.

"We need him to go, we need him out of the picture.... Permanently!" and like that they all were gone, as I was left in the meeting room... staring at the arms that they had given me to take him out... but I just smiled very sinisterly and had picked up the aka-47 and had gripped it tightly.

"Hahahaha well I guess this will be easy. And I will make sure he pays for disgracing me... I will kill you..."

"ELIJAH HAHAHAHAH!" I laughed like a maniac as the darkness consumed me.