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CHAPTER ONE :
' ew your blood is on me!

WHEN LUCIA SAYS SHE HATES LOSING—
she absolutely fucking hates losing. i guess that fire in her is sparked by the fact she doesn't want to come off as someone who is below the bar because god forbid that she needs saving.

" AGAIN. " she says harshly before spitting blood out of her mouth onto the mat under their feet. " get up, I don't have all the time in the world to be waiting on your weak ass." she says to the spotter she was just spotting with.

he groans in pain, " are you sure you want to keep going? we've been going at this for 30 minutes lucia." he pleads for his life, unfortunately for him lucia doesn't just give life to those that won't give her something in return.

" if i wasn't sure then you would of been knocked out cold, now get up. one last round and then you can go heal your stupid bruises." she says getting back in her stance totally focused on murdering the soul in front of her eyes.

" LUCIA. " the girl turns around slowly silently cursing to herself as she comes face to to face with the man she calls her father.

" hi dad." she says sweetly hoping this isn't about the aggression she possesses, trust me she's heard that conversation about 20 freaking times and new flash,  it isn't that entertaining.

the older man eyes the poor man in pain that just felt the hard hitting impact of the girl. he sighs tiredly, " it's okay cole, go ahead and get your things. you're done for the day." the teenage boy smiles at the older man in gratitude, he just saved him from a monster.

lucia rolls her eyes at how the boy practically tripped over his feet trying to get off the mat and far away from her. she turns back to her father knowing well enough that he isn't pleased with her hard hitting tactics. " it's not my fault that he couldn't keep up." she says with a shrug. was she gonna let it show that she's scared shitless? no most definitely not but just take note that lucia is fucking terrified.

" lucia." he says harshly making her body shiver with goosebumps. oh fuck you're really in for it now,
" i don't want to hear what you have to say. i've already had this talk with you about your aggression but I guess you simply don't give a fuck for what i got to say. im done helping you with your messes lucia, you're on your fucking own now."

with that the man turns back around and walks across the dojo that he owns to help those that were less hard headed as his own daughter. lucia blinks away tears, no man was gonna make her cry, especially her father. she clears her throat and exists the mat, taking the stench of blood, sweet, and dust with her.

she yawns tiredly as she puts her shoes back on that was until she heard the door of the entrance ring it's bells and a familiar voice because music to her ears.

" oooh lucia!" exclaims her bestfriend chaleen as she enters the dojo with a strange boy with an red colored mohawk and several piercings on his face. immediately this boy caught the attention of lucia. she quickly felt embarrassed as he looks up from the ground and catches her stare, yep lucia definitely wanted to die. actually no, lucia wanted to die the exact moment when her bestfriend engulfed her in open arms only to make a loud comment about how sweaty the girl was.

" what are you doing here?" she asks pushing herself from chaleen.

" this is phil," chaleen says pointing towards the strange boy. he awkwardly smiles at lucia and gives her a small wave. " he wants to learn karate from your dad."

lucia scoffs at the sudden news, " good luck with that."

the boy, phil, raises a eyebrow at the girl, " what do you mean?"

lucia feels her upper body gets flushed with heat. she mentally kicks at herself, get a grip. " nothing, nothing." she shakes off. " look my dad is over there, just go talk to him or whatever." she begins to walk past them and towards the door, " im out of here. bye ! "

little did the both of them know that day would change their lives forever and whether that's a good thing or not we will only know in time.

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LUCIA WAS ANGRY — no surprise there, but no no lucia was pissed off. at what you may say, well like usual her dad.

" I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT LUCIA!" her father screams harshly at her in the comfort of his own office. you could say the duo of the devora father and daughter were very much alike, short tempered with great aggression.

" it wasn't me that started it this time." the young girl spits out crossing her arms across her chest trying her very best to not spill like a tea cup out of fragility. " she had been trying to fuck with me for the past two weeks and when she finally realized i wouldn't give her the attention she wanted, she tried to jump me with her friends."

her father makes a face at his daughter cursing. " i don't care lucia, you shouldn't have even responded to the attack."

" so let myself get beaten up?"

" yes."

" i can't believe you," lucia starts, " you always think it's my fault shit like this happens. no it isn't. most people just don't like me and i can't do fucking anything about it. im sorry but im gonna defend myself if someone is trying to attack me."

her father says nothing for a few seconds before pointing to the door and muttering, " out."

LUCIA IS FUCKING LIVID. she is tired of her day thinking she some type of trouble maker, i mean she is but still. he has no absolute hope for her and as much as she hates to admit it, that hurts lucia. with all this anger with blood on her mind, the girl with a thirst frantically looks around in search of an opponent. there are several eyes on her having to hear the shouts of venom that was contained in the office. that just pisses lucia off more, mind your own fucking business. that was till her eyes met those of the boy with the red mohawk and piercings. her eyes set to him and she instantly knew.

she walks up to him and grips him by the arm and starts off to the empty space of the mat before them. " im facing you."

" woah woah, i don't know what you're upset about but you don't have to take it out on me. im sure if you just sit down and talk it out, you'll feel so much better." phil says trying to calm the emotional girl down.

" shut up and get ready." she says already having took off her shoes. she gets in stance, what's his weak spot?

" i really don't want to do this. you're actually crazy." found it. " just leave me al-" the girl quickly lifts up her foot and sharply kicks him square in his nose.

cm punk has had many changes throughout the years but one change that you may not know is that before wrestling he used to have a nose ring— too bad it was tore out by lucia devora.

huh that was weird, the girl thinks to herself as she looks down at the fallen phil brooks holding his nose. why is there red stuff around his face? then her eyes widened, why is there red on my foot?

lucia instantly started gagging, " yuck ew, you're blood is all over me ugh ! " she complains completely mortified at the sudden blood and guts.

it that was that moment phil knew,
that this girl was completely something else and he quite liked that.

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END OF CHAPTER ONE

AUTHORS NOTE.

jdjdjjdjd my full apologies for
how boring and bad this chapter was !!
this was the first meeting of lucia and phil
what do you think about it? i hope you
continue to read !

- sam

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