Isobel Doesn't Know What's Best This Time

I bet my life - Imagine Dragons

I stared at my opponent with watchful eyes and a protective stance. He was a man with crazy unkempt hair and haunting gray eyes. Killer was the stage name he came with and by the way he stood and the deathly emotionless look in his eyes as he observed me too, I was more than ready to rile him up by winning him.

In the midst of the audience sat Finneas, Isobel and Noah. They all focused on the ring, more on Killer and I with expectant eyes. My mind went back to when Isobel explained my mission. I was to win him so he would get angry. He was one of those that killed their parents but after a while, he left the mafia and instead, chose this lifestyle. He didn't just leave the mafia. He left because he knew he was mentally deranged and he didn't want to get killed for doing something stupid.

I had also asked Aiden about him and Aiden warned me to be careful. He told me rumors about Killer. He told me that people knew that Killer killed his opponents after the match. Especially the ones that beat him. He would follow them when they leave and their remains would be found the following day. Aiden didn't want to report him because he was one of the strongest fighters that attracted money. Aiden of course, would do anything for money.

So our plan, mostly Isobel's, was for me to win him in a way that the crowd would 'boo' at him and when I leave the club, I would lead him to where he would meet his doom. To me, I had a feeling something else was gonna go wrong with the look he gave me and I wasn't so sure in winning the best fighter in this wrestling club. If I ever were to win, it would be him losing on purpose and that was something not really good. Of course, I had to work according to Isobel's plan. Isobel knows best.

The bell rung loudly but it was more like a stinging sound in my ear as Killer lunged for me, punching me in the face. I had myself flying in the air and the next minute, I was face first on the ground and clutching my nose. Why must it always be my nose?

"C'mon little girl. Face me like a man. You challenged me and you need to show the crowd the reason why." I heard his taunting voice and I grunted in pain and crawled to the corner of the ring with my arms and toes. I didn't even get to get up as I got pulled by my hair and was thrown over his knees.

"Bitch," he spat on me and threw me harshly to the ground. I shut my eyes and groaned loudly in pain as a hot stinging pain shot up my arm and belly. This was not what I expected. He gave me time to recover and I took my time to notice his standing position as I laid on the floor. His position was bent towards his right which meant the delicate part of the body was either the right side of his stomach, or his right knee. Bravo Po!

I glared at his smirk and lunged towards him to take him by surprise but to my own surprise, he lunged forward too and tried to knock me down but I ducked thanks to his height and kicked him directly at the back of his knee. He fell down with a growl and I didn't give him a chance to get himself as I kept on hitting his knee until my boots started to hurt. The crowd chanted my name and that boosted me to show them what they wanted. I went for a kick on his head and he pushed my leg away giving me the opportunity to use my other leg on the back of his head.

The crowd cheered in screams and whistles and I smiled in victory as he laid on the ground, not moving an inch but breathing profusely. The referee gave him some minutes before he called it a knockout and I raised my hands in victory and crouched down to his level with a smirk. I felt sick but Isobel knows best.

"You're nothing but weak. Same reason why your daughter doesn't want you." I whispered and what I didn't expect was a sinister smirk.

"That's what you think. You and your little group don't know what's coming for you," he whispered back and horror crossed my eyes as his smirk widened. I stood up quickly in a shaky breath and looked around for them but they had already gone.

Fuck!

If Killer knew what we did and knew our plan then we were all fucked.

I rushed out of the ring quickly but was stopped by Aiden. He had a worried look in his eyes.

"What were you both discussing? I warned you to stay away from that man," he whisper yelled but didn't glare at me. I followed his gaze to stare scarily at Killer who stood in the ring, smiling at me. I needed to leave immediately.

"Aiden, I gotta go. It's urgent. Like life and death urgent. Keep my money I'll be back for it!" I yelled as I ran away from him, ignoring his calls. I needed to get to Finneas and warn them. I got out of the ring and didn't even make it past the dumpster as a gun clicked next to me. I froze with my hands up and chest rising and falling in a fast pace. I could see the white foggy breaths that came out from my mouth and nose and the cigarette in the man's mouth didn't help at all.

Why was life so cruel? What about Jack? What about Leroy? What about Finneas. I thought. I couldn't leave them behind now. Not when they needed me. I summoned the fire in me but I felt nothing. Tears brimmed my eyes in frustration and fear. The fire was hard to control and now it was no where to be found. I needed it now and more than ever. A black van drove beside me and I was pushed in. My chest sank into my stomach when I saw Finneas, Isobel and Noah all tied up and taped on the mouth.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, ignoring Finneas' confused stare. The other guy in black with a gun tied me up really tight and taped my mouth. Fresh hot tears fell from my eyes as a white smoke was released and one by one, they lost consciousness. I felt like I had failed them by not being able to summon my fire. I was as usual a failure. Now all I had left was a little bit of hope and prayer to make it out alive for Jack and Leroy before I lost consciousness too.

Yeesh... That was intense