The Devils Fighter (The Devils Soldiers mc)

by Cilla Lee

  “Baby girl....I... good luck for today,” he says, and I frown at him sitting on the bed next to him, I want to show him I'm fine, but that's a weakness and I won't

  “Don't be a pussy?” I tell him, and he laughs

  “Fuck off!... if you get hurt, your mom will kill me” I laugh bumping him with my shoulder.

  “Well, at least you were thinking about you,” I tell him.

  “Smart-ass,” he says, rubbing my head (I swear the next fucker that does that is getting a kick in the balls)

  “Get the fuck out, so I can get dressed,” I tell him and he stands but stops looking at me.

  “You better fuckin’ win!” he tells me, and I laugh.

  “Get out.”

  When I come into the main room people are everywhere, the fight isn’t until lunchtime so I have three hours to go over strategies with dad and relax. I might even go back out to the beach Niya took me to yesterday, I don't see Scythe anywhere, but that's not unusual at this time of the morning he's always at the gym.

  I have a well-balanced breakfast as dad, and I head up to my room to go over a plan of attack. We go through scenarios of what could happen; Neo the clubs Tech guy put together a mash-up of Scythe's fights over the past couple of days. I watch how he moves, where he puts his feet before he throws a punch everything is under scrutiny.

  “Got ya somethin’,” dad says opening his bag he brought in with him. He pulls out a pair of black shorts with red piping on the sides, my name stitched into the ass side of them and matching sports bra.

  “Wow dad, it's great” I hold it up, smiling.

  “So, I guess you knew I'd get this far” he laughs.

  “Baby girl I've always got faith.”

  “Glad you do,” I tell him.

  “Your gonna win,” he says without any hesitation.

  “I know I just like hearing it,” I say, and he pushes me laughing.

  “Smartass!... right, we've got an hour into the fight, so stay in here relax, listen to your music and I'll come get ya when the time comes.”

  “Ok,” I lay back on the bed putting my earbuds in and closing my eyes. I imagine Scythe again; this time were in the ring and I go through scenarios of how the fight will go and how I'm going to kick his ass.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Scythe

  I punch the bag hard dancin' around it my movements a bit stiff because I'm so fuckin’ horny, I've fucked Bliss a few times, but it never seems to take the edge off and every time Widow gets near me, I'm fuckin’ hard again “You ready for today?” Colt asks me.

  “Yeah man.”

  “You think it's gonna be easy!” he asks me, and I look at him.

  “No Brother, I think today is gonna be the hardest day of my fuckin’ life” he nods.

  “Well, good luck man, you did good settin’ all this up,” he gestures around the gym, and I smile.

  “Thanks, man.”

  “Well, I'll let ya get back to trainin’” I watch him walk off, and I grab my water bottle headin' into the showers, almost time to kick my women's ass (fuck my women). I'm sittin' in the changin’ rooms waitin’ to go out, I've got on my new boxers that Cookie got me with the club emblem on the front corner and my name across my ass.

  “You ready for this?” Razor asks me, and I nod, he's like the tenth person to ask, and it's startin’ to piss me off. I warm up sparin’ with Tank, I need to loosen up, or I'm gonna lock up before I get out there.

  “It's time,” Stryker says comin’ in, and I hit the pads Tanks holdin’ a few more times and head out to the cage, as I make my way through the crowd I hear boos and cheers. When I step into the cage, I stretch my neck than I see her. She's in new shorts and sports bra (nice), as she gets closer to the cage she looks so small compared to me. We stand in the middle of the cage Shadow standin’ between us, Shadow goes through the rules, and we tap hands, and she winks blowin’ me a kiss (bitch), but it makes me smile (damn she's gonna look good on her knees suckin' my dick)

  The bell rings, and we walk towards one another, the crowd at an ear-splitting level. I hear Sniper and Cookie yellin’, but my total focus is on Widow, I stretch my arms out, and she smacks them away. We dance around each other, lookin’ for a weakness. I throw a few jabs at her, but she bobs and weaves out of the way, she throws a few of her own and just as I think she's gonna punch me she lifts her leg catchin’ me off guard and kicks me hard in the chest. I stumble back to the cage, and she pounces fast takin’ me to the ground and poundin’ my face. I cover my face and body (damn she's got a good right hook), takin' the hits, but I twist gettin' on top of her. She covers her body, and it's hard to find a spot to hit, she uses her feet on the cage and manages to get back on top of me. She raises up kneein' me right in the face (fuck I'm gonna feel that tomorrow), she backs away as I get to my feet and she’s smilin’ at me (fuckin’ bitch is gonna be on her knees all night suckin’ my cock). I lift my leg to kick her in the ribs, but she grabs hold of my leg sweepin' the other out from under me. And she's back on me again poundin’ my face, I get a few nice punches to her side, and she stumbles a bit. She lifts her elbow up fast bringin' it down like a hammer, hit me square in the nose. We grapple on the ground until the bell rings, and we head to our corners.

  “Brother, you’re doin’ good” Cookie says, wipin’ the blood from my face, but I can't take my eyes off of her.

  The next bell rings, and she kicks her leg missing and spins. I take a step forward to punch her in the kidney, but she spins faster than what I thought she was gonna spin and hits me in the face with a spinning back fist. I stumble back, and she smiles again, I rush at her lowerin’ my body, but she does the same thing gettin' me into a headlock. She drops to her knees, bringin’ me down and gets me into a back control move puttin' me into the guillotine hold. Her legs wrapped around me squeezin' hard I can feel blackness comin’ (fuck), I reach up just as I'm about to pass out twistin' my body. We fight for position, rollin’ over and over when the bell rings again. I help her up, and were both breathin’ hard, I watch her go over to her side of the ring. Cookie talks to me the whole time, but I can't hear a word he's sayin’.

  The bell rings for the third round, and we walk to the middle again. We throw more punches, and I get her in the ribs, and she doubles over. I go to land a punch to the jaw as she's goin’ down, but she jumps back just in time. I miss stumblin' forward with the power of the punch, and she brings up her knee up hitting me in the face, and I stumble back to the cage landin’ on it hard, she body checks me over and over than brings her fist up fast and uppercuts me. I land on the ground hard, and we grapple on the ground. She gets me in and arm bar stretchin' her body, and I feel like my arm is goin’ to snap, the pain radiating through my body to a point where I can't take tappin' the mat over and over for her to stop. The second I do she jumps up and down runnin’ around the rings screamin' so loud, it's the first time I've seen her show real emotions. Sniper comes in pickin' her up, but I just lay there breathin’ hard rubbin’ my arm “You ok?” Cookie asks, and I smile.

  “Never fuckin’ better man,” I tell him.

  “Then get the fuck up,” he helps me up and slappin’ me on the back “fuck man you lost to a woman!” he says, and I look at him wanting to punch him in the head.

  “Fuck off asshole!... at least I got three rounds in.”

  “Yeah, but a woman!... and a fuckin’ tiny one at that.”

  “You’re a fuckhead you know that,” I tell him smilin’, I watch as all her guys come up givin' her a hug. My jaw fuckin’ achin’ from grindin’ my teeth, Magic lifts her up spinnin' her around. When he puts her down, he whispers somethin’, and she smiles up at him. I sit on the bench outside the ring as Doc goes over my arm.

  “It'll be sore tomorrow,” he says, and I look at him.

  “It's fuckin’ sore now,” I tell him and he laughs.

  “Don't be a pussy.”

  Preacher walks into the cage and motions for the room to quieten down. We watch as he
grabs the mic “Alright, alright, shut the fuck up!... Widow” he says as she walks over to him “Most of you know, that when we give a Prospect, there Cut, it's at our annual run” people murmur their agreement and others just nod. “Well, this young woman as you all know is the first woman the club has ever had as a Prospect.”

  “And the fuckin’ last” someone yells out, and people laugh and whistle.

  “Yeah, yeah shut the fuck up!... Well anyway, I made a deal here with this Prospect, that if she won, she'd get her full patch and I think she's fuckin’ earned it don't ya think” people whistle and cheer. “So.....” I watch as Sniper is handed a Cut with top and bottom rocker and the club emblem in the middle “Darlin’” Preacher says

  “Damn” Cookie says as I watch as Preacher places the Cut on her back. The place erupts with shouts whistles and cheers from all the Brothers acceptin’ our newest member into the Brotherhood.

  Chapter Nineteen

  Widow Maker

  I was carried into the clubhouse by the boys all happy that I'd won, dad, telling me that he never doubted me. I was so happy, but when I got into the clubhouse mom and the Fly was standing there waiting. I ran straight to my mom and she done the usual looking me over mom thing “Oh, honey!” she said pulling me back into her and squeezing tight

  “Mom fuck let me go, I can't breathe,” she laughs but doesn’t let me go until dad comes up.

  “Woman let her go,” dad tells her, and she reluctantly lets go, and he pulls her to him, Justin smiles at me

  “I can't believe you won,” he says smilin’

  “What? You know I have mad skills little Fly.”

  “Don't fuckin’ call me that” I laugh at him.

  “Aw is the little Fly scared.”

  “Fuck you’re a bitch!” he says pissed off

  “Yep and now a full patch member, so watch out little brother because when you start your Probation period as a Prospect, I'm sending you to the store to buy me tampons.”

  “Fuck off!... I won't do it,” he says, and I laugh louder

  “Oh yes you fucking will!” he goes to say something else but I hold up my hand “be nice little brother, or I'll make you do it in a mankini” all the Brothers laugh behind me. “Ok, I'm going to have a shower” I tell them needing to soak my body, as I walk to the stairs, I see Scythe sitting with the guys from here, and I make my way over to ask if he wants to make good on our bet

  “Hey Widow, that was a great fight, the both of you done well,” Niya says

  “Thanks” Scythe looks up at me, but he has a pissed off look on his face “What?” I ask him

  “You were fightin’ for a Cut” I look down at the new leather vest with my name on it

  “Yep,” I say with the biggest smile

  “Why didn't you say somethin’.”

  “What did you want me to say?” he stands up, and I have to look up at him because he's tall

  “I don't fuckin’ know, but... this!” he points to my Cut “Is fuckin’ sacred,” I step back ready to punch his face in again.

  “I fucking know that, why do you think I fought so fucking hard,” I tell him

  “This Cut is fuckin’ earned” I step up right into his face my fist ready to smash his gorgeous face in

  “Oh! I fucking earned it alright! I've been earning it for fucking years, so don't fucking tell me how sacred it is!” I practically spit in his face

  “We got a problem here” Magic comes up behind me, and I watch as Scythe's eyes move to Magic

  “No problem Brother.”

  “Oh, so you were just congratulations Widow Maker” Scythe grinds his teeth and looks back at me.

  “Congratulations Widow Maker,” he says, but the way he says Widow Maker has me grinding my own teeth, Magic puts his arm over my shoulders and pulls me away from him. I turn, and Scythe sits down and grabs Summer and pulls her to his lap (fucking prick)

  “Go have a shower darlin’ we've got a fuck load of partyin’ to do” I smile, yeah (fuck Scythe I've got Brothers to drink with). As I walk to the stairs, I glance back, and Scythe has his tongue down Summer's throat, so much for my orgasms.

  *

  I look in the mirror and smile, I've put on a little bit of makeup put all my piercings back in the brightest reddest lipstick I could find. My low-cut jeans that are so tight they look painted on, a tight crop-top no bra and my body jewelry. It's a gold chain that is attached to my nipples belly ring, and clit piercing it also has a nice chain that goes around my waist, and I've straightened my hair it hits just below my ass. I do a Three-Sixty nice (looking good girl) I put my heeled boots on deodorant and perfume the last thing my Cut (my Cut). I rub my hands up and down the leather, and I can't stop smiling. I've finally got it my dream, the respect the Brotherhood. I walk into the room and the guys all cheer, Hawk coming over and lifting me over his shoulder and slapping my ass hard. When he puts me down everyone gives me a hug, dad handing me a shot

  “Congrats Widow” I smile and shoot it back the burn hitting me hard (fuck)

  “LETS FUCKIN’ PARTY!!” I yell as loud as I can, and the guys go ballistic. The music goes up, and the lights go down, for the next couple of hours I'm handed shot after shot, and I feel tipsy

  “Can I have a dance?” a voice says, and I turn to see Bosse

  “Sure,” he grabs my hand and pulls me to the dance floor where I'm passed around from Brother to Brother, I even drag Fly up on the dance floor. As I'm sitting watching a couple of the boys play pool, I see Scythe come into the main room with Summer under his arm, and I bite the insides of my cheek. I look away fast, so he doesn’t see me or the stab I just felt in my heart as he holds on tight to Summer. (fuck him)

  “You want another drink,” Boogie asks me, and I nod my head yes (fuck yes, I do I want to forget about Scythe with Summer). When I turn back to look where he is, I see him kissing her again, my heart stopping, (fuck I can’t wait to go home). I haven't felt that since my high school love of my life who I gave my virginity to cheated on me. Boogie hands me a drink, but the sight of Scythe and Summer practically fucking in front of me is making me sick. I get up and wobble a bit Boogie grabbing me, so I don't fall

  “Thanks, Boogie,” I say, leaning down and giving him a kiss on the cheek. I walk straight past Scythe not even acknowledging him and walk down the hall to the bathroom, as I open the door, I see one of the Brother’s pile driving some chick over the counter (fuck it)

  “Don't mind me” I say and head into the stall, I sit there for a while and listen to them going at it, she sounds like a hyena you know the chucking noises they make at each other. I finish up and wash my hands, the brother smiles and I give him a chin lift and leave them to it. I make my way back out into the hall and see Scythe is sitting in the seat I was in Summer perched on his knee. I look around at everyone having fun laughing, drinking some even fucking and I smile

  “Hi Widow” I hear someone say and I turn around.

  “Hey Lilly having fun,” she smiles.

  “The best,” she says smiling

  “Where's Tink,” I ask, knowing these two are always together

  “She outside with the rest of them.”

  “Oh, right,” I say not sure what else to say to her

  “Are you ok?” I look around again and see Scythe looking at me frowning (asshole)

  “Yeah,” I say shrugging my shoulders

  “You wanna join the Old Ladies outside, I think your mom's out there” I nod my head (fuck it why the hell not)

  “Just gotta restock” she walks over to the bar and grabs two bottles of tequila.

  “Tequila,” I ask, and she smiles

  “Tink loves it.”

  “But she's pregnant.”

  “I'm living vicariously for her” I laugh.

  “Oh yeah,” she smiles.

  “You wanna help” I smile.

  “Sure, why not.”

  “Okie Dokie than follow me.”

  “Well lead the way,” I tell her
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  We all sat outside in an area that was designated the Old Ladies section outside, we sat there talking the girls telling me how happy they are that I kicked all the guys asses. They even tell me they put their money on me to win.

  Shot! Shot! Shot! is yelled over and over as Lilly, Lena, Abbey and a couple of Old Ladies from other Chapters and I all have a drinking competition, Lilly's idea. We all had ten shots of tequila in front of us the fastest person to down them all without puking got out of cooking breakfast tomorrow, I know I didn't have to do it, but it was still fun. I got to six before I felt it starting to repeat and pulled out, Lilly got to seven, and everyone else pulled out at three and four Lacy, Rebel’s Old Lady downing them all and winning the sleep in. As I sat there it started to get cold, even with the fire going, and I shivered some of the Old Ladies had gone to bed, mom included, and I was sitting there with Abbey Zoey Tink Lilly, and Lena was fast asleep on her chair.