Take Me

Scrappy was born to fight, she was born ready for fighting. It was her destiny, her purpose. It would propel her people out of poverty and get their little town on the map again. In a world torn by racial division, one in which if you half brown skin you fight if you want to live, Scrappy saw no problem with partaking in her most favorite thing in the world to do. Fight. But she learned that being a Fighter meant really being a slave and worse.