KOTS - King Of The Streets
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- No holds barred
- Even match
- Bareknuckle/fistfight
- Stakes
- Extreme violence
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KING OF THE STREETS
PURSUED
TOURNAMENT
LOUIS
The year has already started off quite hectic, with this King of The Streets fighting tournament. I make my way to the cage in the KOTS fighting hall. Concrete floor and metal fences forming an octagon. I enter the cage in my red Thai shorts and ankle pads. I stand on one side of the cage waiting for my opponent in this first round. 5'9 130lbs.
CARSON
I'm surprised when I get paired with this younger fighter for this tournament. Don't get me wrong, I won't fight any differently because he's in his teens, but just surprised. I walk down to the cage and step in. The gate locked behind me. I eye you from head to toes, measuring my opponent, and I snicker. This is going to be easy. I shake my limbs and crack my neck from side to side, not taking my eyes off of you. "My second round is guaranteed," I whisper. I'm 5'10" and 161lbs of pure, lean, shredded muscle, wearing nothing but my black squares, my torso already gleaming with sweat.
LOUIS
I knew that when the pairings for each round were drawn, I expected a better challenger. I smirk when you enter the cage. We're only slightly different in height and a little over 30 lbs. I usually lift your weight on the bar, although my body is lean, my muscles are quite strong. I raise my fists, entering my orthodox fighting stance. I advance to the middle of the cage and extend my fist to touch yours. I will bring all my Thai boxing skills to this fight.
CARSON
We touch fists and with this, our match for the first round of the tournament begins. I take a step back and start circling you, analyzing your guard, patiently looking for an opening. I then leap forward, sending a pair of left jabs to your head to test your reflexes, then back up. Then, I move back forward with another jab, but I pull it early and instead send a right uppercut aimed at your navel.
LOUIS
I circle around you and finally you attack first. I dodge your jabs by stepping back and when you attack again I raise my right leg and throw a right teep kick, my right foot at your chin trying to hit you first. "Aaayya" I yell as I kick.ย
CARSON
You dodge my jabs easily, and when I step forward for the uppercut, you move backwards and away from my punch, and instead land a solid kick to the side of my head. I stumble back a step, surprised by your response. I grunt and rub my forearm against my mouth and step back forward. I move fast, sending a left hook to your ribs, the quickly shifting to the right with a hard cross aimed at your temple
LOUIS
I lower my right elbow to block your left, but you throw a right cross that hits my head too quickly. My head jiggles, and I try to stomp a left kick to your hip, trying to push you away from me.
CARSON
My second punch connects and I watch you get rocked to one side. I look at you closely. When you send a kick towards my mid section, I lower my frame and flex my right arm, taking the kick, and at the same time, I pull back my left arm and send it sailing upwards into an uppercut to your chin
LOUIS
BAM My head snaps back as your hard uppercut hits my chin from underneath. I stagger backward, closing my guard as I taste blood in my mouth.
CARSON
You stumble backwards from the uppercut and I am looking to capitalize off of this. I hastily chase after you, and plant my left foot firmly on the canvas then swing a right roundhouse kick to your head
LOUIS
I may have been shaken by your uppercut, but I'm not out of the fight yet. I react to your kick by crouching and trying to land a low kick with my right foot on your ankle to sweep your leg and knock you to the ground.
CARSON
You react just in time to avoid my kick and reply with a kick of your own. You sweep me off my feet and I crash back first on the concrete floor. I grunt in pain but extend my legs to be prepared in case you try to mount me
LOUIS
As soon as I knock you to the ground, you raise your legs to counterattack a mount attack, but instead I jump standing on top of you, attempting a stomp kick to your chest.
CARSON
You leap forward and stomp kick my chest. I howl in pain as the air gets pushed out of my lungs. I try to push your leg off of me and roll to the side, and get back on my feet as quickly as possible
LOUIS
Right after my stomp kick you push my leg but I get off you with small jumps so I don't fall to the ground. Then I approach you with a left roundhouse kick to your head trying to prevent you from getting up.
CARSON
Halfway through getting up, you send a roundhouse kick. I barely react in time. If it had connected, I could be in trouble, but it whooshes right in front of my face. I get back to my feet and raise my guard, analyzing you. I send then a right hook to your head, then I spin on my left foot to send a backwards elbow shot with my left, aiming it at your chin
LOUIS
I miss my kick and you get up. I follow you, getting closer, but you throw a hook that I block by raising my left arm when suddenly you smash my nose with your elbow and my head snaps back, blood flying everywhere. I cover my face and stagger to the cage fence, groaning in pain.
CARSON
I catch with my elbow on the return and you stagger backwards, blood now oozing from your nose. You reel towards the cage wall. I come after you more cautiously this time, trying not to rush, and then send a right kick to your left knee, looking to mess your balance.
LOUIS
I see you coming and I close my guard expecting more punches, but you kick my knee. I grunt but stay standing with my back against the cage and try a left wide hook to your temple, then I extend my right arm trying to grab the back of your neck and throw my right knee against your abs.
CARSON
You remain standing, and send a left hook towards me. I cover my head with my right arm, but you then grab the back of my head and pull me down, and land a knee shot into my abs. I grunt with effort, my chiseled abs taking the hit, absorbed in my muscles, though still wincing with pain. I open my arms to free my head and twist my hips to send a right uppercut to your chin, and if it connects, I will try to pepper your cheeks with a left right hook combo in close quarters
LOUIS
I manage to land my knee on your abs, but you don't seem to flinch, and I try to throw my head back when you punch, but because I'm cornered, your fist still crushes my chin, and then my head jiggles with the hooks hitting my cheeks, and a cut opens on my left cheekbone. I feel dizzy and try to grab your shoulders to support myself on you, and if I manage to hold you, I'll headbutt you.
CARSON
All of my punches connect and I see how you're getting all dazed up. I'm about to press the attack when you grab my shoulder and headbutt me. My head snaps backwards and I stumble back a few steps, blood oozing from my nose in no time. I shake my head to fight the stars in my eyes and if you try to get off the cage wall, I spin on my left foot, sending a right roundhouse kick to your head
LOUIS
I lean against the cage trying to regain my strength. Then I leave the corner and go towards you. Then you kick and I back away to dodge. Slowly, I circle you.
CARSON
You dodge my kick and we're back to circling one another. This youngster is stronger than I anticipated, but I will not let this kid stand in my way to the championship. Determined to work you over, I send a jab to your head, but don't send it all the way, hoping to distract you so that I can instead send a left uppercut, aiming at your liver area
LOUIS
Seeing that I'm not going to win this fight standing up, I dive under your guard when you throw the jab and slam my shoulder into your abs, trying to take you down.
CARSON
You duck under my jab and slam your shoulder into my abs and push me backwards. I land on my back. I immediately try to wrap my legs around your torso, trying to apply force and squeeze you between my quads.
LOUIS
It was inevitable that your legs would trap my sides in a body scissors grip. I feel when you start to squeeze me, but I scream and, wildly, without technique, I start sending jabs and hooks with my fists to your head, delivering punch after punch ground and pounding your head.
CARSON
I am forced to protect my head from your barrage of jabs and hooks that you start raining over my head. I try to apply more and more pressure with my legs, squeezing as hard as I can. Your punches are fast and hard. This fight suddenly became an endurance match. The intensity of whose body is going to give up first, mine to your punches, or yours to my squeezing
LOUIS
I keep punching your head, but with each passing second I feel your muscular thighs tightening around my waist, weakening me. I stop my punches, rest my left arm on your chest, and try to throw my right elbow at your nose.
CARSON
You stop your barrage and I can finally catch my breath. My head feels light from all the punches. I maintain my grip on your torso when you slam an elbow into my nose. My head gets rocked to the side, and more blood flies from my nose. My grip on your body loosens a little. I shake my head and try to tighten my legs again, and send a right hook into your jaw
LOUIS
As soon as I feel your legs loosen, I push my elbows against your thighs to open them, but just as I'm about to pull away, you hit me in the jaw and my body falls back on top of yours.
CARSON
My hook lands and you slump over my body. I immediately push my hips upwards and push you over, back first on the floor, and try to climb over you, and start raining punches into your face
LOUIS
I fall with my head on your chest and hug you, but you roll us over, putting me underneath, and start punishing my head. I let go of you, trying to defend my head from your punches. Each of your punches shakes my head, splattering blood. I try to lift my pelvis and throw you off me onto a bridge.
CARSON
My punches drop hard, power intensified by gravity. You manage to lift your pelvis off and push me off of you. I roll to the side and get on my feet quickly, keeping my guard up and staring at you. "What's the matter, boy? Out of gas already?" I taunt you.
LOUIS
I roll onto all fours, panting. I spit blood from my mouth and stand up, feeling my body heavy.
CARSON
The second you push yourself to get on your feet, I leap into the air into a tornado kick aimed at your head
LOUIS
I can't react in time, my body spins, and I stumble, falling and rolling on the ground.
CARSON
My kick connects and you drop to the concrete floor. I walk slowly towards you to send a soccer kick right into your nose
LOUIS
Lying on the floor. BAM. My head snaps and I roll toward the metal fence of the cage, struggling to get up while sneezing blood from my nose.
CARSON
I chase after you after you roll on the canvas. I reach down and grab a fistful of your hair with my left, lifting your head off the floor, then send down a right hook right into your bloody nose
LOUIS
Coughing up blood, you lift my face by a handful of my hair and crush your fist against my face. I groan but still try to crawl to your foot to lift myself up using your leg.
CARSON
You try to use my leg to get back up on your feet and I decide to help you up, pulling you up by the hair. Once you're back up, I push you off to the cage wall, hoping you'd bounce off of them so I can hit your abs with a front right kick
LOUIS
You throw me like a rag doll against the cage after lifting me by the hair and UFFFF. I bend over, bend your abs with your kick.
CARSON
I keep my leg extended, grinding my sole into your abs, pinning you against the cage wall, admiring your expression of suffering. Then I pull my foot back and swing it left to right and back around, smacking your face with a pair of kicks from one side to the other
LOUIS
I even raise my arms, but I can't stay on my feet with all the kicks and I fall face-first to the ground, knocked out.
CARSON
I watch your body collapse to the concrete floor. I walk towards you and look down at your bloodied face. I grab your right wrist and lift it off the floor. I hold it there for a couple of seconds, and drop it to see if you are still conscious
LOUIS
My limp arm hits the floor as I lie there, my arms too weak to lift myself.
CARSON
Proven you are out cold and defeated, I grin and plant my foot over your back and hit a double flex pose, claiming my victory in the first round of the tournament
END
Published: 2026-01-24, viewed 162 times.
andy250509
2026-01-26 07:06Hot fight. Louis the kid boy going down. So hot to see
Lucass (deleted member)
2026-01-25 00:52Wow Nice fight
The Gym (deleted member)
2026-01-24 19:23Great fight guys.