Daneel was working on pure adrenaline by this point. Any ideas about Brandon playing fair just because they were friends outside the ring had bee totally erased by the events of the last few minutes. Daneel had even scared himself by actually beginning to enjoy the violence.

He shook himself. “Remember why you are here” he said to himself, totally forgetting that this internal conversation was being simulcast to his chat-room and also on to the giant screen in the arena!! “You have to win this game to stand any chance of getting out of this Creature Wrestling organisation and find out what has happened to Calvin Powell and why he has abandoned you in this hell hole!”

The crowd fell silent, even Brandon was looking up at the screen but Daneel was completely un-aware of all this.

“Knock Brand X unconscious, get the count and win the match and you are one step closer to escape, hell you might even start to enjoy this game”

Daneel looked around for Brandon, who seemed distracted by something. Seizing the opportunity, Daneel grabbed Brandon in an arm lock from behind and swung him round to make him lose his balance. In one swift move Daneel had Brandon on his back on the canvas and had swung over pressing his full weight onto Brandon’s shoulders. He looked around for the referee and waited for the count out to start…