Marquis Velasquez

It was another day of fighting for his life but it doesn't really matter to him anymore as he rise as a champion for consecutive years after being pummeled as a punching bag for the first years he arrived at the arena. However today he looks forward to it not for the win but for something else......

Or rather someone....

An eyes staring right into his soul...

He looks forward to it.

As a champion for five consecutive years he was the last contender for the one who wins into the finals, last boss that's what they called it, so he could only get on the arena stage for one time, one time to look back at that eyes again today.

As the last contender finally finished the finals it's time for him to step out.

One step forward brought the audience in a loud cheering or rather another joy of winning the bet they did, the obvious outcome to their eyes, Me winning again.

The fight was long, I intentionally make it that way, to look around between attack and defense for the set of eyes I desperately want to see.

"Ah, found you. Darling."

I utter with hunger and ending the fight with only one attack.

I step forward to the audience, looking up at her who's sitting beautifully with her piercing eyes.

I just stood their until it's time for me to go back to my cell, where my hell is.

I sit on the cold floor and after a while I heard a murmured, the voice of the arena manager, panic, anxious, nervousness and pathetically itch on his nerves.

"My Lady, are you serious about this?? He's not very helpful for your reputation, he have bad temperament. And he's not pleasant to the eyes to look at, and further more the arena will lose its formidable fighter...."

Marve's ears finally heard that murmuring voice, a smirk creeping on his lips.

"Shut up, you just don't want to lose your income.... It's time for you to get another champion, he will lose his relevance soon enough when he had a consecutive years of winnings.....so, are you still against me buying him?? Should I make you pay your taxes tenfolds then?"

Marve look at the figure that arrive in front of his cell, smiling he look back to her who was staring yet again, the manager was left speechless at the threat of increased tax and could only surrender with a nod, giving her the key to his cell and received a bank check she written an amount.

"Leave us now." She said, shooing the manager after giving the check.

Marve finally open his mouth and said what came to his mind first his hand twitching with the urge to touch a sun until it burns him.

"Your eyes are filled with want, don't just stare, Darling.... Get me out of this hell and I'll repay you with heaven."