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Crimson Fang (POV Boxing)

Luck hasn't been kind to you lately. A few days ago, you arrived in New York starting a planned trip. However, within an hour of getting off the plane, you were mugged. All your cash and credit cards were all taken, along with your suitcase. You spent two days canceling all the cards and trying to figure out how to buy things without going through a bunch of hassle. Also, your return flight ticket was in your suitcase, so now you need to figure out how to get home. Today, naturally, you're quite upset. While at a Manhattan bar, irritatingly sipping your ice water (ugh!), you overhear two gentlemen in a nearby table talking about a fight coming up that had a huge payday attached to it. You politely butt-in to the conversation, asking for more information. You're told that there's some "Okoye-wannabe" who's looking for a fight. Her trainer says he'll pay anyone $10,000 cash just to get in the ring with her. When you ask who she's slated to fight her, they pause and say that an opponent hasn't come forward yet. You feel the insides of both your pockets, and figure "well, I've got nothing ELSE to lose." You get the contact information for the woman's trainer and he eagerly lines up the fight within 24 hours. The trainer's nice enough put you up in a Hilton hotel for the night and transportation to the venue the next day. You start to think "heh, maybe my luck is finally turning around." While in the locker room, he quickly runs in and just says "here, stick these gloves on and get in there. The money is yours when the fight is over!" With the thought of ending this nightmare of a trip, you step into the ring, awaiting your opponent. "Okoye-wannabe, huh?" you thought. You remember seeing Black Panther and how strong and beautiful Okoye was. You felt bad having to knock this woman down a few pegs, but you wanted to work off some anger brewing since the start of your trip. You look at your gloves thinking "Sorry, lady. Nothing personal, but I gotta get home." Your opponent is announced and enters the ring. She startles you as we jumps high from the stands and into the ring. You notice that she's wearing some weird dragon headdress. Suddenly, as her name is announced, she roars at you! "Whoa! Did that freaking thing just move and ROAR at me?!" She started advancing towards you and you start shaking uncontrollably, as you observe the white in her eyes. She appears to be possessed by the spirit of the headdress (for a second, you think "does she possess the BYAKUGAN?!?"). NOW you see why there was $10,000 attached to this. You feel as though you're about to pee yourself, but you know that there is no turning back now, and that you need to get home. You clench your fists and pray, as you see that she clearly has gods on her side. As the fight begins, you're scared to attack. She takes advantage of this and delivers the first blow, bringing down what feels like Thor's hammer on your head. Dazed, but still in it, you counter the repeated move, but then she comes right back and throws a cross to your skull. Wow, she's even stronger than Okoye! Punches fly and land between both of you. You try to fight dirty by punching her chest and below-the-belt repeatedly, just to get her to stop moving, but she just keeps coming back. After each knockdown, she glares at you with those white eyes and comes at you harder. You realize how out of shape you are as the fight drags on, and being scared out of your mind isn't helping either. Eventually, you start running on fumes as she starts to repeatedly jump high into the air and brown down the power of Tsunade and Sakura combined. You've noticed that her headdress spirit doesn't cooperate with her sometimes, but at this point, you just want her to finish you off. You throw a few last pitiful punches and she swiftly counters until one final bash to your cranium puts you down and out. She triumphs over you, but doesn't stay long. She considers you a "waste of my time" and leaves your body there for the paramedics to clean up. The best part? It turns out the trainer, setting up the fight plus your accommodations, used up your $10,000. Yepp, Lady Luck must be a boxer too, with a heck of a right cross...