Cheers. Loud cheers erupt all around San when he deliver a series of hard hitting punches to the opposing guy's head. People are screaming and clanking on the steel cage surrounding the two fighters.

Whether it was screams of anger that he'd finally managed to land a hit against the Goliath of a man he was fighting or screams cheering him on he wasn't sure. Though he swore he caught a few people yell out his name.

Goliath stumbles back but quickly recuperates. He swings a leg to the side for a go at San's already bruised ribs. Fortunately the shorter dodges. Unfortunately goliath uses that momentary distraction and connects his fist with San's jaw.

He goes flying back and slams against the cage. The people on the other side of said cage began screaming incoherent nothings in his ear. One of them yells "Get up! Get up!!" like a barbarian.

His vision was hazy and all the loud cheers weren't helping. His whole body ached and he felt like he was going to throw up.

He sits up straighter on the mucky floor, back to the cage, which had dried up blood, vomit and who knew what else from previous rounds between other fighters. He was sure some of the blood stains were his.

Goliath raises his beefy arms and yells like a brute as if already declaring his win. The crowd yells with him and begin chanting his name.

San hacks out the blood and saliva that collected in his mouth. He runs his hand through his unruly black chin length hair and away from his face. That's when he spots goliath charging towards him once again before he could even register what he was gonna do he gets a hard kick to the stomach.

More cheers.

San groans painfully. He doesn't get a chance to properly sit on the internal-organs-destroying-kick before goliath grabs his hair and begins pulling him to his feet. He obliges, a plan already formulating in his head.

He intentionally plays along, making his stronger opponent believe he's already won. And when he has his guard down...

San winces as he follows goliath around the cage due to the man's meaty fingers still being tangled in his hair. "Lets take a vote how do you want me to finish this match?" His deep yet scratchy voice cuts through all the yelling from the audience like nothing, grey eyes shining like a predator that has their prey cornered.

People began shouting out different things all at once. San managed to catch one of them yell, "Tear off his limbs". Fat chance.

Goliath's grip on his hair loosens and he takes that as his window of opportunity. He immediately twists and lands a hard bone crushing punch right over his right eye that sends the taller stumbling back, a cry of pain escaping his lips.

San groans in pain himself but briefly shakes out his wrist before using his other hand to punch on the other side of his head. Goliath falls on his ass, disoriented now that both eyes were handicapped.

He quickly straddles the man and begins landing a series of hard punches on his face, one after another, refusing to let up.

Adrenaline pumps through his veins in rapid succession and all the cheers from around him drowns out. Goliath tries blocking his hits but San kept at it, an anger building up inside him as he threw punches over and over and over again. Angry at this complete stranger whom he'd only met an hour ago. Angry at this stupid match. Angry at Jaejoong. Angry at himself. Angry at the world.

The goliath slowly drops his arms and stops moving, losing consciousness. San continues, his vision hazy and slightly blurry with tears. His heart squeezes achingly and each harsh breath felt more painful than the last.

Suddenly a strong grip takes him by the arm just as he's about to throw another punch in. They drag him off the unconscious vampire and San stumbles along.

"Your winner!" The man that dragged him off goliath yells out with a wide grin while raising San's arm up in the air. San stumbles on his own feet, slightly disoriented and that's when the sound of his own rapid heartbeats drowns out from his ears and the deafening cheering from the crowd takes over.

People rattle the cage in excitement while chanting his name. "Mujin! Mujin! Mujin!" San blinks repeatedly as he tries to clear his head. He brushes his lengthy dark hair away from his face and bit down on his split lip.

San releases a deep breath as he splashes a palm full of cold water on his face. He looks back up at the mirror and swallows the hard lump in his throat.

His swollen eye already began to heal and split lip mostly gone. All the small cuts and bruises that were littered all over his face were now completely healed. Besides the smudges of blood on his forehead, cheeks and bottom lip it didn't look at all like he'd been in a brutal cage match minutes ago.

He looks down at his hand, straightening out his fingers. He definitely remembered breaking a couple in the cage but now they were fine. Pills must be wearing off... he thought to himself.

Before every match the fighters are given pills that suppresses their fast healing and any other supernatural abilities. In short, everyone is on an even playing field.

He looks up again, a pair of soft hazel eyes stare back like a lost child. Slowly a strong determination grows in them and he takes in a deep breath. That's when a series of hard knocks on the bathroom door snaps him back to attention.

"Yah! Hurry the hell up in there! Aish-"

San curses under his breath as he's reminded that the faucet was still running. He quickly tries to wash as much blood from his hair as he could. He changes out of his bloodied clothes into a fresh pair he brought then stuffs the soiled ones with his now blood covered wrist wrap in his deer skin bag.

He gives himself a quick once over in the mirror. The white streak in his hair standing out against the inky black locks. He quickly pushes it behind his pointed ears then turns to leave.

He steps out the bathroom and saw that there was a long line. As soon as they realize who had been holding up the bathroom they all grin at him. "Hey it's the punk that took down Bonhwa!" One of them from the back of the line cheers.

Oh, that was his name? San doesn't pay attention to then, he just dips his head down avoiding any eye contact with anyone and made his way to the collection office to get his cash prize and get the hell out of there.

He walks past the cage which now had a new match taking place and more cheering going on. He wondered if these people ever got tired of all this screaming.

"Mujin?" A lady asks at the collection office once he arrives. She looks up at him from a stack of papers she'd been looking at, pearl grey eyes glistening. A cigarette between her lips.

"Yes" San mutters.

"Family name?"

He pauses. "Don't have one" She watches him for a second then releases a puff of smoke. She then reaches into a drawer and searches for a second before pulling out an envelope and slaps in on the table in front of him.

"2 million won winnings. Barrier pills will wear off completely within the next hour. Sign here agreeing that you have in fact picked up your prize" She says off handlely while pushing a paper and pen towards him.

He looks at the sheet, his gaze slowly dragging down to the bottom which had a line reserved for a signature. He picks up the envelope, opens it and quickly counts. Once he was sure it was complete he signs and returns the form back to her.

"So just out of curiosity, what race are you?" She arches a brow at him as she takes the form while taking another long drag from her cigarette. "Your consent form says vampire but.." She points the butt of the cigarette at his pointed ears.

He stays quiet, not entirely sure of the answer himself. She raises her hands in mock surrender. "Fine, don't tell me. See ya" She spins in her chair and opens up a drawer to file away his form.

"Wait-" He starts, his voice coming out small and raspy.

She looks at him, an expectant look in his eyes. "What?"

"You're a heretic right? Half vampire half witch" He asks hesitantly.

She inches closer to him, resting her weight on her table. "Who wants to know?"

"I was wondering, do you know how to... revive a vampire?"

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First chapter, let's goooo 😈