[ WP ] In the future , every human born lives for exactly 1 billion heartbeats . Some go to extreme lengths to keep their heart rate low .

This would be his last fight, and everybody knew it, he knew he could do it though, and they did n't. 
 
 He had been a boxing prodigy, and it was a combination of his strength, natural speed, and the fact that half his competition threw a punch every 45 seconds. He had never been afraid of a fight, he had had nothing to live for anyway, at least back then. 
 
 He entered the ring, glancing at his wrist as he did it, he understood how it needed to happen. This was n't some street fight in his crime ridden home town, or a bust up at a crack den, this was the middleweight title. A chance for somebody to make it out of the world he had been stuck in for 19 long years. This was some real fucking money that could be won. He had worked hard for this moment, hard for himself, it would be worth it. 
 
 There had n't been a title fight in years, the fat fuck who held the belt relied on his ability to absorb half the blows with his stomach. Too many people were fat he thought to himself disgustingly. 
 
 Round one, he touches gloves with his opponent. They trade a few, his opponent is calm. This is what boxing has come to then, as he steps right to an incoming left. He remembered the days he snuck into his great granddad's abandoned basement and played some of the old videos he had found. That was real boxing, not this shit, that was how he had learned to fight, it's what he would do now. 
 
 They did n't know what he was capable of doing, what anyone was capable of doing if they could bother risking the beats, he had already used so many to master this sport, but it all had a purpose. 
 
 The round finishes, he does n't listen to his uncle talking to him, he knows he has it this round. He fires up. 
 
 He runs at him, throws a straight right through his opponent's gloves. The opponent lurches back, the boy's heart races as his life enters his final stages. He follows up with the most vicious uppercut to the liver, then to the neck. His right powerfully hits the opponents cheek. Nobody had seen this type of strength for a while, nobody was dumb enough to try to fight this guy, previous fighters lost half their life giving it a go, but he would lose all of it. 
 
 His opponent hit him, not hard enough. He follows through, left jab, strong right, left hook. A standard combo, again and again. He knows his opponent is fading, but so is he, he needs a knockout. His opponent is dazed, the boy takes four steps back, he looks in the audience, desperately looking to see the eyes. He ca n't find them, after he will. He lunges forward with a final right to the jaw, his body whips from the shoulder to his hips to his knee, creating as much power as his body can. 
 
 The hand hits its mark, the opponent drops. He looks at his wrist, 15 beats. 
 
 At 13 beats they announce he has won by KO. 
 
 At 10 beats they announce his 10 $ million dollar cash prize. 
 
 At 8 beats he sees her in the crowd. 
 
 At 5 beats she is next to the ring. 
 
 At 3 beats he can see his little girl. 
 
 With one beat left he smiles. 
 
 
 
 
 
 

