The whole room fell silent as Fat Bitch lay sprawled on the floor of the ring. The crowd stared at the scene before them, as if they couldn't believe what had happened. Before I knew it, the announcer dashed into the ring and raised my hand in the air.
"And the winner of the first match of the night… Whimsical Clown!"
His words rippled through the silent space. The announcer's declaration pierced through the disbelief, and soon a wave of cheers tore through the room. I did my best to taunt and entertain the crowd until I had to leave the ring for the next match to begin.
It took five men to drag my opponent out of the ring and toss him aside so he wouldn't get in the way. I pushed through the crowd and headed into the locker room. At the same time, Yuki came up from behind me and tossed my shirt over my head.
"Who. The hell. Are you?" she asked.
I brushed her off and continued to the locker room.
"What do you mean?"
