Bob's Bar

In a small private box overlooking the stadium three lesser gods lounged on luxurious and thickly padded chaise lounge chairs as they looked at the new avatars in the arena.

"Come now harmony," the lesser god Mischief said in a playful voice. "Who do you have your wager on?"

"Hmph, you know these fights aren't worth anything to us," said the lesser god Harmony with her nose in the air and an arrogant voice.

"The bare-knuckle fights please me," the lesser god of pain told them in a rasping voice.

"All of the fights "please" you Pain," Harmony said.

"Not true, some fights end quickly, hardly any pain is felt," Pain replied.

"You are a sick one Pain, still, I prefer you over your friend," Harmony said. " Do you even have a patron? Games is gone, you need to find one soon."

"You hurt me, Harmony. Who my patron is doesn't concern you," Mischief answered with a slightly harsh tone.

"How many followers do you even have," Harmony asked Mischief.

"Enough to wager on this fight," Mischief replied with a playful tone back in his voice.

Harmony shook her head in disgust at Mischief as he chuckled.

"As I was saying, two followers, that's the wager," Mischief said. "What do you say?"

“You are going to need to clarify that, your math is terrible,” Harmony replied.

“Pain, who do you got to win,” Mischief asked.

“I have not agreed to any wagers,” Pain answered.

“I’m picking the human,” Mischief said.

“Disgusting looking creature,” Harmony said. “Where is his hair?”

“So you got the elf then,” Mischief asked Harmony.

Harmony sighed and responded. “I suppose so”

“Pain come on, we got some action here,” Mischief said.

“I choose the human also,” Pain said.

“Works for me,” Harmony said giggling. “You fools are both going to owe me two followers after this. I however am not giving up four of mine.”

“You can pay us one each,” Pain answered. He answered before Mischief could say anything.

“I guess that works,” Mischief said. He flicked a shiny coin in the air and caught it. The coin caused a glint of light to flicker on the human. Harmony didn't notice the light, she was busy fussing over herself in a pocket mirror. Pain gave mischief a small grin.

The crowd cheered even louder after the announcer called the fight to begin. Bob was stunned by the noise of the crowd, it was overwhelming his senses. He focused back on his opponent just in time. The elf was letting out a shrill scream while charging towards him. Bob sidestepped his charge and kicked the elfs feet making him fall to the ground. Oohs rose from the stands. The elf returned to his feet and tried to move closer to Bob, when he got within arms reach, Bob attacked. Bob threw a left jab followed by a right cross landing on the elfs chin. The punch rocked the elf's senses.

In the back of Bob's mind, he was trying to figure out where he had this fighting knowledge from. It was almost instinctual to him. What made him even more confused was the fact that the elf didn't appear to have any hand-to-hand combat skills. The only thing Bob remembered before being in this arena was nothingness. Everything was black with no stimuli to any of his senses. He didn't know if he was seeing the system screens with his eyes or if it was all in his head. He had lost focus again, this time it was going to cost him.

The elf managed to tackle Bob to the ground and get into a mount position on top. He started to rain down punches. His strikes were inaccurate, he just kept swinging over and over again without focusing on a single part of Bob's body to attack. Not very much damage was being delivered to Bob even with all the punches he was taking.

"Ugh, this is going to be weird," Bob thought to himself. "Why are we naked?" He thrust his hips upwards throwing the elf off balance. Taking advantage of the situation, he rolled the elf off of him and was now on top. He dropped two savage elbow strikes to the elf's head. The elf started bleeding from his nose and a cut on the right eyebrow. The elf brought his arms up to cover his face. Bob threw two more elbows into the elf's arms. He felt the double impact, first into the arm, then the elf's arms slamming into his face. Suddenly the elf exploded upwards doing the same thing to Bob that he did earlier. It knocked Bob off balance but still managed to stay on top. In a strange maneuver, the elf managed to wrap his legs around Bob's hips, and his arms around his neck, like a koala joey hanging onto its mother.

"What the fuck," Bob yelled in surprise. "Get off me you weird little shit."

He managed to get to his feet while the elf was still clinging to him. In the process of bringing the elf up with him, Bob gave the elf enough support to move his legs upwards on Bob's body. The elf's legs were now wrapped around Bob's torso, close to the diaphragm. He was going to body slam the elf when suddenly there was a sharp pain in his right ear. The elf bit down hard on his ear. He could feel the blood start to run down the side of his head. Screaming in pain, he tried to get the elf off of him. With his hands near the elf's hips, Bob pushed, hoping the elf didn't come away with his whole ear being ripped off. Blood and sweat covered their bodies at this point and Bob's hand slipped inwards. He felt something soft, squishy, he knew exactly what it was. With the elf still trying to bite his ear off he grabbed and squeezed. The elf immediately stopped biting his ear and screamed. Panicking the elf tried pushing himself off of Bob. This was a horrible mistake on his part, he fell to the ground, all while Bob still had hold of his manhood. Bob had a death grip on that thing and wasn't going to let go. As the elf's body fell backward towards the arena floor, Bob felt when the skin gave and ripped. He had just assisted with ripping a mans dick off. The elf let out a feral scream of pain and agony as he hit the ground, reaching for where his manhood used to be. Blood sprayed from the wound. Bob stared for a moment at what was in his hand, and then in a surprised disgusted jerky throw, threw the elf's manhood out of his hand. Bob was in shock at what just happened. He shook his hands violently trying to get the feeling of what just happened off of them.

"Oh god, ew, ew eww," Bob said wiping his hands frantically.

The screams from the elf had died down. It was obvious the elf was bleeding out and quickly. Bob stood there not knowing what to do. The crowd had gone quiet also. Bob looked up at the crowd.

"BY THE GODS DID YOU SEE THAT," the announcer yelled to the crowd. "We have a winner ladies and gentlemen!"

The crowd went wild.