Here it is...the last chapter! It's finally all come down to this...Who will win the contest?

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Jack's POV

After getting over his shock, Frank joined me on the mats.

"Don't get to cocky Anderson. Just because Kim's on your side doesn't mean you're goanna win. Remember it's two nothing." I rolled my eyes, to hyper to reply.

"Ready? Go!" the announcer yelled. Frank charged at me. I smiled, shook my head at him before crouching down, catching his legs and flipping him over in one move.

The cheering was replaced by a collective gasp before one voice broke out of the silence.

"Go Jack!" I turned, smiling down at Kim. My Kim. Frank stumbled to his feet, looking utterly stunned.

"Point to…Bobbie Wasabi!" the announcer said slowly. It took a second but finally the guys started cheering. Frank glared at me.

"You got lucky." I smiled at him. "Stop it!" he snapped.

"Fighters ready?" we both nodded to the announcer. "Go!" Frank leaped at me again, rage clearly written across his face.

He aimed to grab my shoulder but I grabbed his hand, forcing it backwards and his arm over his shoulder, flipping him over and onto his back. If he kept attacking like this then this would be the easiest tournament ever.

"Point Bobbie Wasabi! Tournament point!" the announcer yelled. I could see the Black Dragon's sensei glaring at me but I could only smile.

With Kim back I felt invincible, like nothing could hurt me again. Of course I could still feel all of the physical pain that had been inflicted on me over the past two days, but that didn't matter.

I could see Frank and the other Dragons talking worriedly amongst themselves, occasionally looking over at me. I only grinned back, resulting in a few glares and inappropriate hand gestures.

"Jack!" I turned to see Kim waving me over. I jogged over and she wrapped her arms around my neck. I complied and wrapped mine around her waist, holding her tightly. "You're doing amazing," she whispered, standing on her tiptoes and kissing me gently. I kissed back.

"Will you and that traitorous whore stop sucking face and get on with the tournament!" one of the Black Dragons shouted. I snapped away from Kim, glaring at Frank, along with some other Black Dragons giving their leader strange looks. If looks could kill he would be six feat under by now.

"What the hell did you just say about my girlfriend?" I yelled, jumping up, across the mats and stopping right in Frank's face.

"I called her a whore. Got a problem with that?" we both knew that if I hit him before the round started I'd get disqualified and none of the other guys could take Frank.

"Yeah I do. No one calls my girlfriend a whore so you'll pay for that on the mats." he looked surprised and I knew that he was just trying to rile me up. I noticed the sensei lean over and whisper something in another students ear. The student turned at him with a horrified expression.

"You want me to do what?" he asked. It was unsettling but it wasn't my business. As I turned to go, Frank grabbed my shoulder.

"Just so you know Anderson winning this tournament will be a snap." I narrowed my eyes at that comment, confused. Frank only smirked so I walked away.

"What did he say?" Kim asked. I shook my head.

"Who knows. All I know is that one more pin and the Black Dragons are history." Kim grinned at me.

"Fighters! Please take your positions!" I gave Kim one last kiss before taking my place on the mat in front of Frank. "Ready? GO!"

The next three minutes were a blur. I could barely hear the shouting and cheering crowds around us as me and Frank attacked each other. Every hit, punch, kick and block burned with raw pain. With a well aimed kick to his chest from me, Frank stumbled backwards. I paused, sweat dripping from my face as I fought to catch my breath.

"Come on Jack!" I turned, give Kim a wink as I stood up.

"HIYA!" I barely had time to turn before Frank's foot came into contact with the back of my knee cap, a distinctive snap capturing the crowds attention as I went down.

"AHHHHH!" I cried, clutching my knee. I should have seen it coming. My mind went back to my first tournament against the Black Dragons, where Frank had pulled the same stunt.

"JACK!" I could already feel Kim's and the guys arms around me, helping to haul me up. "Are you ok?" she asked.

"No…it's definitely broken," I mumbled through gritted teeth.

"Oh get up," Frank mocked.

"Are you ok?" another voice asked. I looked over to see some of the Black Dragon dojo students coming over, the one who spoke looking about fourteen years old. Their sensei didn't look to pleased.

"No…your leader broke my knee," I grumbled. They're eyes narrowed.

"He's not our leader anymore. We all quit as soon as we saw what he did. It was a dirty, desperate trick." I smiled down at the kid, a young boy with dark messy hair.

"Thanks kid. Talk to my sensei afterwards, I'm sure he'll welcome you to Bobbie Wasabi," I said and their eyes lit up before rushing over to Rudy.

"Young man, can you continue?" the ref asked, coming over to me. I took a deep breath, pulling out of my friends grip and standing with no weight on my right leg.

"Yeah," I gasped out, already in immense pain.

"Jack you can't," Kim begged. "What if you get worse. Please," she said with pleading eyes.

"I'll be fine. It's for the dojo," I said, leaning down to kiss her forehead. She looked up at me.

"I love you," she whispered.

"I love you too," I said before turning and limping onto the mats.

"Still feel like smiling?" Frank mocked, smirking. I smiled at him and his smirk dropped. "Try and win now," he mocked further. I had one last trick up my sleeve, one I haven't used in two years.

"Fighters are you ready to continue the last round?" we both nodded. "Ready? GO!"

Frank leaped at me.

Every sound around me vanished as I focused on Frank, his body going into slow motion as he came at me with nothing but malice in his eyes. Everything that would probably ever matter to me in my young life was happening in this moment and I think only I and Kim could feel it. Her eyes were on me, full of fear for my well being.

But I wasn't afraid. Even if my leg was damaged for the rest of my life that couldn't stop me doing other forms of karate, just with my upper body. It wouldn't stop me from hanging out with my friends. It wouldn't ever stop me loving Kim, having a family with her.

But right now…now was for me to get what I've been waiting for all my life…and to win this tournament.

I leaped, flipping backwards with all the force my body could muster. My foot struck the bottom of Frank's jaw, the impact causing me to fall onto my side in a none painful way. Frank was on his back in a second, his eyes shut and his lip bleeding.

The silence continued for what felt like forever, no one expecting what I had just done.

"Winner! Bobbie Wasabi!" an explosion of cheering erupted throughout the Black Dragon dojo, everyone screaming my name or Bobbie Wasabi. But only one voice stood out to me.

"Jack!" I swivelled round in time to catch Kim as she flew at me, latching her arms around my neck like a vice. My arms went around her waist. "I never doubted you for a second," she whispered in my ear.

"What you begging me not to go up on the mats and continue?" I said with a chuckle.

"I never doubted you…but Frank looked ready to kill."

I only laughed, lifting her chin to kiss her softly.

"A little higher…perfect!" I smiled from my spot on the benches as Rudy finally picked a spot for our trophy, a plaque with all our names on it hung over the entrance. "Guys…and Kim, come check out the new addition to our wall!" each of them wandered over, apart from Jerry who was the one putting up the plaque.

"Perfect," Kim breathed as she sat next to me on the bench. I moved my crutches from my lap before pulling her onto it, being careful of the leg brace that surrounded my broken knee. I had been checked out by the doctor and it was simply broken with no permanent damage as long as I stayed off it for six weeks. Unfortunately that included karate and skateboarding. Luckily Kim and I were content with just hanging out at home, watching movies or even working on our project together.

It was love and it was all I needed. All I wanted.

"I'll say, especially since the whole gang is on there," I whispered, kissing behind her ear causing her to giggle. Although she had protested, I had insisted that Kim's name be added on the plaque. Rudy had let her back in, accepting her apology so her name was added.

"Yeah, and with the Black Dragon Dojo closed down business is booming," Rudy said happily.

A whole new group of students were taking the 7.00pm slot after us now and because of it Rudy could afford another peg board just for his socks and lots of other equipment.

"Great choice on the inscription Jack," Milton said with a smile. I grinned, wrapping my arms around Kim's waist tightly.

"I thought it fit," I said.

We swear by the light of the dragons eye, to be loyal and honest and never say die. Wasabi!

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