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Fighter- Christina Aguilera
I crawl to my knees and then push onto my feet with intense speed. I need to get stabilized so I have a fighting chance. I throw my fists up like they do in the movies when they’re getting ready for a brawl. One of the guys watches me furiously and starts strafing back and forth. I go along with him, trying to anticipate his next move as he tries to guess mine.
He lands a punch on me, right in the cheek, before I even understand what he’s done. I stumble back, amazed that this guy freaking hit me. It fuels my anger, so I run towards him, my arms out, wanting to tackle him to the ground. I may not know how to punch, but at least I’m forceful.
I use all of my strength to knock him over, but I haven’t planned what to do next. I pin him down with my arms, but my strength is dwindling fast. I get lightheaded, because I’ve done too much and almost feel like I’m about to pass out. I struggle to hold him there. “Lisa!” I call out, hoping she’s nearby to help. I look to my side, and Cristos is face up on the ground, using his legs to fend off two more guys. And then he disappears.