The Female Lead Is A Lesbian

Zoey looked around the place, silently walking behind the mob of loud alcoholics. She felt herself come to be exceedingly agitated, "Damn, where's the guy that runs this place already." She mumbled to herself angrily as she continued to lurk around the room. But just as she was ready to implode she spotted a man who was separated from the crowd.

He was around five foot ten, with caramel skin, a bald head, a goatee, bushy eyebrows, and a grey suit with red button-up shirt paired with designer black leather shoes. He watched the fight with interest as he kept his hands in his pockets. "Dressed sharply, doesn't seem worried about any bets yet he's observing the fight and he ACTUALLY seems sober. Let's see if my suspicions are correct."

Zoey strode over to the man and before she could open her mouth he announced calmly, "You wanna fight? That's cool but, we'll need something to call you by." Zoey stood there for a moment, trying to decide quickly and when she did, she spoke in a monotonous voice, "Abaddon." The man smirked and said, "Alright, Abaddon you'll be up next after these two. If you win we split the money fifty-fifty. Wait over by the rings entrance."

Zoey began to stride to the entrance when the man called out to her, "Also you might wanna take off that mask, after all, it'll be difficult to fight what you can't see." Zoey stopped in her tracks and slightly turned her head to just barely face him. She only made a small smile in response and proceeded to walk to the entrance of the ring.

" It's not difficult when you have long-time use of x-ray vision, " Zoey said to herself. This was true because as Zoey absorbed the gemstones her x-ray vision was able to last at least 18 hours without affecting her. So now she could protect her identity with a mask that was impossible to see out of.

Meanwhile, the ring where Zoey was about to fight in, which was a large circular space surrounded by a metal cage with a large rectangle cut out of the left side. The two men who Zoey had seen fighting had tied

and by that, it meant the two had punched each other so hard that they somehow managed to knock each other out at the same time.

Zoey, who stood by the entrance, clasped her hand over her mouth so no one could hear her giggling. "*hee he ha ha ha ha ha* That is hilarious, *haha snort*. Oh dear, people will think I'm some kind of psycho for laughing at such a bloody scene but, it's just so funny that they somehow managed to knock each other out, AT THE SAME TIME. *HAHA HAHA*"

While Zoey stood by the entrance trembling trying to suppress her laughter, two large and hefty men walked into the ring. The two then hoisted one of the fallen fighters onto their shoulders like sacks of potatoes and hauled them out of the ring. This made Zoey crack up, even more, so much so that she was bent over trying to catch her breath.

When Zoey was finally able to compose herself, she felt a large hand rest on her shoulder. She turned around to be met with a man who was her height. He glared at her with a sour face and said in a pissed tone, "Hey, giggles, catch your breath cause' you're up next."

[Voice Change Engaged: voice will resemble that of a man in his early twenties]

He then attempted to shove Zoey into the ring but it had no success as Zoey stood still as a statue. Zoey smirked at him and said, "You know there's a nicer way to get me in there." The man snarled back, "This IS me being nice now either get in there or I can beat your a.s.s out here!" Zoey sneered back, "You seem really interested in my a.s.s. Now I'm flattered but I'm not into men. I mean, it's not you, I mean look at you. You know you got the muscular, bad boy, dangerous gang member thing going on and you look like the charming kind of person to pull me back by my hair in bed. But uh-, you know what actually, scratch that, it is you. I mean not is it only you, but it's also the actual idea of you like I can hardly find the words to describe it. I mean the way you stand, the way you breathe, it's all just so, so- " Zoey was then interrupted by the man.

"JUST GET IN THE RING, PLEASE!", he snapped. Zoey smirked and asked haughtily, " Oh, finally a please, now was that so hard?" Just as the man looked as if he ready to blow, Zoey then finally walked into the ring with a large smirk.

[Miss Zoey was it really necessary to poke fun at him like that?]

"Oh, no poking fun is good-natured that wasn't good-natured at all. Also, I didn't ask him to be total now d.i.c.k did I?", Zoey chimed.

[Honestly, so unbelievably petty]

"Hey, I heard that, " Zoey replied.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN LETS INTRODUCE A NEW FIGHTER IN THE RING TONIGHT, ABADDON," A loud voice boomed and echoed throughout the factory. Zoey snapped back to her senses by the announcement and looked around to see that she was on the far right of the ring and the mob was now jeering at her while banging against the cage.

"HEY, GET OUT OF THE RING YOU SKINNY BITCH!"

"NO, STAY IN I WANNA SEE HIS HIM F.U.C.K.I.N.G CRUSHED!"

"YEAH, LET HIS LANKY A.S.S STAY IN HE'S GONNA MAKE ME A KILLING!"

Zoey rolled her eyes and cracked her knuckles. She then declared in a booming voice, "TALK, TALK, TALK! ALL ANY OF YOU DO IS TALK! YOU CALL ME A P.U.S.S.Y AND WEAK BUT GUESS WHAT I'M THE ONE STANDING IN THE GOD DAMN RING AND WHERE ARE YOU? STANDING OUTSIDE LIKE THE DRUNKEN PUSSIES YOU ARE! YOU HEARD ME, PUSSIES!"

"WHO THE F.U.C.K ARE YOU CALLING A P.U.S.S.Y?!"

"YEAH, AND YOU KNOW WHAT, BOOO!"

"YEAH, BOOO, BOOO!"

The crowd began jeering even louder and Zoey exclaimed back at them, " What, 'booo' is that all you got c'mon this isn't a f.u.c.k.i.n.g baseball game! But, go ahead keep em' coming, yes 'boo-boo' I feed off your jeers and negativity!"

[Miss Zoey are you feeling alright you're acting like... A LOT]

"Just making sure my identity of an arrogant twenty-something-year-old kid. No one should be able to connect the sweet Zoey to the rowdy Abaddon and nor should they want or even think about them having any relation whatsoever," Zoey explained to Sky and the mob only continued to grow louder and more violent.

Then suddenly a voice boomed and echoed throughout the factory once again, "NOW, INTRODUCING ABADDON'S OPPONENT. THOSE OF YOU WHO'VE BEEN HERE FOR AT LEAST TWO DAYS, YOU KNOW HIM SO MAKE SOME NOISE FOR... THE MIGHTY TIGER!"

The mob then began roaring with cheers and Zoey turned her head to face the entrance. "*THUD*, " The crowd suddenly went silent when a loud stomp echoed throughout the factory. Then another followed by another and they only drew nearer until a ginormous figure emerged from the dark into the ring.

It was a ginormous man that entered. He was even taller than Zoey as he stood at six foot nine. Wearing nothing but a pair of blue shorts. He also had a grossly overbuilt and bulky body with large pulsating veins throughout it. Zoey gagged and vomited in her mouth a little before swallowing it back down.

The man stood with his arms crossed when he looked at Zoey and sneered, "Really, this my opponent? *SCOFF* You sure you don't wanna back out kid, cause' I can take you out with the snap of my fingers." He then proceeded to make a show of pressing his fingers together ready to snap.

Zoey replied back haughtily, " Oh, ok Thanos so what you're saying is either you're too much of a coward to fight me like a man. Or you watch WAY too many Marvel movies but that makes sense considering you look like a gross regular colored Hulk."

The man's face twisted in disdain and did even more so when a few people in the mob started to snicker. "I tried to be friendly but you brought this on yourself brat." Zoey smirked and made a fighting stance with her fists up and with one of her legs back, " Well c'mon then what're you waiting for!" she exclaimed.

The man looked shocked but his expression then turned angry and he raised his fists ready to fight as well. At this point, the mob had started to make some noise and began their cheers/jeers again.

"ALRIGHT, WE'VE HAD SOME NICE TRASH TALKING BUT HOW BOUT' WE GET TO WHAT EVERYONE'S BEEN WAITING FOR. THE MIGHTY TIGER VERSUS THE ARROGANT ABADDON. IF BOTH FIGHTERS ARE READY.... READY.... FIGHT!" The mysterious voice boomed again and The Tiger was the first to react as he aimed a punch at Zoey's face.