I was led into a cage and the fight began. I still felt dizzy from the drug dose. My opponent was a slave from another gang, determined to win. So was I.

 

 

 

          She attacked me first, with a right punch. With Jet in my veins, I was it in slow motion, unable to raise my arms to counter it.

 

 

           She took the lead. The slave tried to choke me with a grip on my head. It was time for me to counterattack. 

 

 

 

             I tried to break the hold. In vain and I found myself on the ground. My opponent was desperate to win:

"Submit bitch, I just want to be released."

Suddenly, a rush of adrenaline came to me, I had to use it. 

 

 

 

             I managed to get up and push the other slave away. I was her exhausted from her effort, it was my moment to strike.

 

 

             I hit her for the first time, it was enough to throw her off balance, I didn't need much more to put her down. 

 

 

 

             I could see her staggering. It was time to end it. I put all the strenght I had into this punch to finish her off.

 

 

 

            I did it! After my victory, I received an electric shock from the collar. However, Jet fumes were coming out of it. The boss of the factory congratulated me with this gift before telling me that another slave was going to fight against me. No hanging around this time. The Jet boosted my adrenaline and my will to win. 

 

 

 

          The next fighter was stronger. She had already won several times and had much more experience than me. I had to be more cunning to defeat her. 

 

 

 

          My feint of injury worked, I was able to dodge her first blow. It was up to me to return the favor.

 

 

 

          We hit each other. I didn't expect her to be so quick to counterattack me. I had to be careful, she was not a champion by chance. 

 

 

 

          She managed to get the upper hand on me. Her size allowed her to keep me away and hit me in the back. The opponent even had the audacity to provoke me :

"You defend yourself well for an ant. Don't worry, I'll crush you quickly."

 

 

 

            I was able to push her away. With the adrenaline flowing through me, I tried to rush my opponent. It was the perfect moment, it was my 15 minutes of fame.

 

 

 

            I fell into her trap. She used my speed to lift me up. She didn't have to do much, gravity would take care of me.

 

 

 

          The slave used her strenght during my fall to finish the fight. I was angry at myself for rushing to her... 

 

 

 

            I fell on the hard floor of the factory. I was in pain. Thanks to the Jet, I was still conscious. The fighter thought she had won, it wasn't over yet. 

 

 

 

            "I'm not finished yet! Bring it on bitch!"

I still had something left in me. I was going to beat her, I didn't know how but I was going to. 

 

 

 

            I gave everything I had left. Quick punches with my hands then kicks with my feet and a final punch to her head.

 

 

 

          She took every blow until she fell. I fought like never before. I didn't know I had it in me. Maybe I could survive in this new world after all. Maybe I could take this fucking collar off one day.

 

 

 

          To celebrate my victory, I received another electric shock filled with Jet. Oh my god it felt so good! All my pain was instantly healed and I was cheered by the crowd. For the first time I didn't feel like a slave to these raiders anymore. I felt like one of them. 

 

 

 

            I was escorted back to the old shack. Master gave me a few days off for my performance in the cage. I was rewarded with some Jet. The addiction was getting real, it was all I could think about when I was down. But it kept me going.