by Ivan Remaj

Created on: August 11, 2011

I got up from my seat and my chair hit into another chair behind me. "Hey!" He said. When I turned around I saw a troll. He was the ugliest 18 year old ever. His head was one meter above mine. His nose was on his right cheek and his left eye was considerably bigger than the right. His face looked like a graveyard probably from all the cosmetic treatment he was getting for his acne. "How dare you hit me in the back." Troll screamed. "Shut up." I said. Tension was high as he approached me. I swung with my lightning fast left and hit him it the nose and with a quick follow up i brought down the iron hammer that was my right hand. No effect. All I managed to mumble was "O-O." as I felt deep humiliation hitting through my teeth. No wait scratch that. It was his hairy fist. With my palm on my chin i opened my mouth and one, two, four, six teeth's fell out. I counted them inside. No longer did I have my first, fourth and fifth teeth on the upper left side and second, fourth and fifth on my lower left side. "Ha. You stupid monkey. You couldn't punch one tooth on my right side. Sissy!" I screamed victoriously. Then a sharp pain cut off my ironcladed leg's and i fell down hitting with my face on the concrete and took out second and third tooth on the right. I passed out but I could hear laughter across the cafeteria and I could see that hideous troll face walking away.

I woke up in the nurses office. My jaw was sore and I felt a weird draft through my mouth. When I went home I joined a boxing gym. Glorious revenge shall me mine. Like a madman I trained everyday. Tempering my muscles and sharpening my skills. Neither rain, nor sleet, nor dark of night shall stay this man from completing his revenge. Never did I repair my broken teeth. They reminded me of my goal. They called me the Piano man. I though that was weird because I never once played the piano.

On the April first 2007. I was informed of my first match. Coach said my opponent was the Troll in one month time. "Oh the Fate's have smiled upon me. I hopped to beat him when he becomes the champion but this is also excellent." I said while punching the bag with my megaton punch. My training partner Greg laughed and said:"Bags these days. They are solid and don't move like in the movies. Most peculiar thing." I nodded in approval.

May first at Spalatium arena. I was all rilled up with god like rage, putting my bandages and ready to rumble. Troll was first announced. his 2.8 meters and 150 kilograms barely entered into

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