For the next day and a half Dominique pretty much slept, or paced her room. Every once and a while Henry would come in to talk with her, Dom eventually starting to enjoy Henry's presence. The night before Dominique had to fight, Henry came over and sat down on a chair that was in front of the small desk she had. "You nervous?" He asked with a pitying look. Dom frowned, nodding a bit. "I'm worried I won't make it out... Do you know if Robin will be there?" Henry leaned back in the chair, crossing his arms. "I'll make sure he's there. Did you two know one another outside of here?" Dominique shook her head, "No, but he was the first person I really met here. We were brought in together, learned what this place was together... He's the only thing I have, really. I don't know what happened to my sister, my parents and brother are dead... I'm just trying to hold onto something that'll keep me sane." Henry frowned, and didn't say anything for a while. Eventually he stood up, going to the door. "I'll make sure Robin will be there at the fight... Get some rest, you'll need it."
That night Dominique found it impossible to sleep. Her stress levels had boosted, making her roll around on her cot uncomfortably. Eventually she managed to get an hour or two of sleep before Sam came in, accompanied by Henry, and four other inmates. Dominique was walked to the familiar locker room, where she sat waiting for Sam to give them their order number. Dominique would be the third one to fight, two terrified looking men going before her. Dom sat there silently for thirty minutes, learning that only one man survived his battle. When it was her turn, Henry stopped her, taking off the sling that her arm was in. "Make it out alive, okay? Robin will be cheering for you," Henry tried to smile, but the familiar scared look crept back onto his face.
Taking a deep breath, Dominique walked out into the dirt Pit, the lights blinding her for a moment. "Dominique Barrel versus Eliza Lestrange." The robotic voice boomed. Dom looked across the ring to see a woman a few years older than her. She was shorter but stockier, with a mean glare on her already bruised face. Dominique kept her injured arm close to her as she took a couple steps forward. There were a few cheers in the crowed for Eliza, but when Dom glanced up past the lights into the stands, she saw Robin standing there, looking very anxious. The familiar face seemed to relax her nerves, looking back at her opponent. The two girls circled each other, holding eye contact for a few seconds before Eliza launched at Dom. Dom dodged out of the way, but didn't throw a punch, just backed up as fast as she could. The girls did this for a minute or two before Eliza started to visibly get annoyed, "Do something, bitch!" She yelled, charging once again.
Dominique didn't dodge this time, instead bent low and grabbed Eliza around the middle. The shorter woman tensed as Dominique lifted her up, attempting to get out of the hold by painfully gabbing Dom in the spine with her elbow. Dominique, using her one good hand, threw Eliza down to the ground, hard. Dom moved to get on top of the other fighter, but before she realized what was happening Eliza had kicked Dom's legs out from under her. Instinctively Dominique put her left arm out, so when she landed on it she felt her already weak bones snap like a twig. The pain was excruciating, turning Dom's vision black for a few seconds. When she was able to see again, Eliza was on top of her, and punching her. With the mixture of the pain from her arm and the blows to her head, Dominique had a very hard time focusing on getting out from under Eliza. After multiple punches Eliza paused to see if Dominique was still conscious, Dom taking advantage of the break to shoot her good hand up, and grab Eliza by the jaw.
Digging her nails into Elizas skin, Dominique wrenched her to the side, both of them rolling so that Dominique was now on top. Digging her fingers into the screeching woman more, Dominique didn't start punching her, but instead used her jaw as a handle as she started to slam Elizas head against the ground. Dominique got three good hits in before Eliza managed to grab Dom's injured arm, twisting her wrist painfully. Dominique yelled in pain, pushing away from Eliza, who let go and rolled out of reach. Both girls sat on the ground, panting as they glared at one another, both of their faces bleeding. The pain in Dom's arm was starting to grow, the burning sensation spreading to her chest as a mixture of blood and puss started to bleed through the bandages visibly. There was also a lump where her bone was probably sticking out. It was a major disadvantage that Dominique had no idea how to over come.
Eliza launched forward again, Dominique flipping onto her back, and sticking her legs out last minute. Catching Eliza in the abdomen Dominique used her momentum to flip her over her head, Eliza smacking against the ground. Dom got up quickly before Eliza could recover, running and kicking Eliza in the head as hard as possible. Eliza's head snapped to the side, a sickening cracking sound coming from her jaw. Dominique didn't pause in her kicking, only stopping to side step Eliza's flailing arms. To prevent Eliza from grabbing onto her leg, Dominique stomped down on Eliza's ribs, before then stomping back down on her head. There was another cracking sound, and Eliza went momentarily still. Dominique stomped down on her face again, this time feeling her foot physically sink into the broken skull. With one last stomp Eliza was officially motionless, her jaw sticking out at a horrible angle, and her face unrecognizable.
Dominique stood there, panting heavily, the adrenaline fuling both triumph and anger as she looked around at the silent stands. "How's that for an unlikely chance?!" Dominique screamed up at wherever Lucius was. She looked over to where Robin was sitting, tiredly grinning to him as he nodded to her. The double doors opened, Henry looking ecstatic at Dom's victory. Sam, who was walking over, actually managed a smile, nodding to Dominique as she walked over to Henry and out of the Pit. Dominiques triumphant mood, however, quickly ended when she remembered what was about to happen next. She looked down at her mangled arm, blood dripping from the soaked bandages. When she looked up there was a woman with short blond hair and a hospital bed waiting for her. The woman smiled, although it was a cruel and brutal smile. "Congratulations Miss Barrel... My name is Dr. Luxuria, I'll be taking care of your arm and other injuries. Welcome to the big leagues."
That night Dominique found it impossible to sleep. Her stress levels had boosted, making her roll around on her cot uncomfortably. Eventually she managed to get an hour or two of sleep before Sam came in, accompanied by Henry, and four other inmates. Dominique was walked to the familiar locker room, where she sat waiting for Sam to give them their order number. Dominique would be the third one to fight, two terrified looking men going before her. Dom sat there silently for thirty minutes, learning that only one man survived his battle. When it was her turn, Henry stopped her, taking off the sling that her arm was in. "Make it out alive, okay? Robin will be cheering for you," Henry tried to smile, but the familiar scared look crept back onto his face.
Taking a deep breath, Dominique walked out into the dirt Pit, the lights blinding her for a moment. "Dominique Barrel versus Eliza Lestrange." The robotic voice boomed. Dom looked across the ring to see a woman a few years older than her. She was shorter but stockier, with a mean glare on her already bruised face. Dominique kept her injured arm close to her as she took a couple steps forward. There were a few cheers in the crowed for Eliza, but when Dom glanced up past the lights into the stands, she saw Robin standing there, looking very anxious. The familiar face seemed to relax her nerves, looking back at her opponent. The two girls circled each other, holding eye contact for a few seconds before Eliza launched at Dom. Dom dodged out of the way, but didn't throw a punch, just backed up as fast as she could. The girls did this for a minute or two before Eliza started to visibly get annoyed, "Do something, bitch!" She yelled, charging once again.
Dominique didn't dodge this time, instead bent low and grabbed Eliza around the middle. The shorter woman tensed as Dominique lifted her up, attempting to get out of the hold by painfully gabbing Dom in the spine with her elbow. Dominique, using her one good hand, threw Eliza down to the ground, hard. Dom moved to get on top of the other fighter, but before she realized what was happening Eliza had kicked Dom's legs out from under her. Instinctively Dominique put her left arm out, so when she landed on it she felt her already weak bones snap like a twig. The pain was excruciating, turning Dom's vision black for a few seconds. When she was able to see again, Eliza was on top of her, and punching her. With the mixture of the pain from her arm and the blows to her head, Dominique had a very hard time focusing on getting out from under Eliza. After multiple punches Eliza paused to see if Dominique was still conscious, Dom taking advantage of the break to shoot her good hand up, and grab Eliza by the jaw.
Digging her nails into Elizas skin, Dominique wrenched her to the side, both of them rolling so that Dominique was now on top. Digging her fingers into the screeching woman more, Dominique didn't start punching her, but instead used her jaw as a handle as she started to slam Elizas head against the ground. Dominique got three good hits in before Eliza managed to grab Dom's injured arm, twisting her wrist painfully. Dominique yelled in pain, pushing away from Eliza, who let go and rolled out of reach. Both girls sat on the ground, panting as they glared at one another, both of their faces bleeding. The pain in Dom's arm was starting to grow, the burning sensation spreading to her chest as a mixture of blood and puss started to bleed through the bandages visibly. There was also a lump where her bone was probably sticking out. It was a major disadvantage that Dominique had no idea how to over come.
Eliza launched forward again, Dominique flipping onto her back, and sticking her legs out last minute. Catching Eliza in the abdomen Dominique used her momentum to flip her over her head, Eliza smacking against the ground. Dom got up quickly before Eliza could recover, running and kicking Eliza in the head as hard as possible. Eliza's head snapped to the side, a sickening cracking sound coming from her jaw. Dominique didn't pause in her kicking, only stopping to side step Eliza's flailing arms. To prevent Eliza from grabbing onto her leg, Dominique stomped down on Eliza's ribs, before then stomping back down on her head. There was another cracking sound, and Eliza went momentarily still. Dominique stomped down on her face again, this time feeling her foot physically sink into the broken skull. With one last stomp Eliza was officially motionless, her jaw sticking out at a horrible angle, and her face unrecognizable.
Dominique stood there, panting heavily, the adrenaline fuling both triumph and anger as she looked around at the silent stands. "How's that for an unlikely chance?!" Dominique screamed up at wherever Lucius was. She looked over to where Robin was sitting, tiredly grinning to him as he nodded to her. The double doors opened, Henry looking ecstatic at Dom's victory. Sam, who was walking over, actually managed a smile, nodding to Dominique as she walked over to Henry and out of the Pit. Dominiques triumphant mood, however, quickly ended when she remembered what was about to happen next. She looked down at her mangled arm, blood dripping from the soaked bandages. When she looked up there was a woman with short blond hair and a hospital bed waiting for her. The woman smiled, although it was a cruel and brutal smile. "Congratulations Miss Barrel... My name is Dr. Luxuria, I'll be taking care of your arm and other injuries. Welcome to the big leagues."