Zebel had long since left the viewing platform, standing in the long hall that had led Keith and Bruno to the fighting arena. She couldn't watch it, though by the sounds of the fight and a few cracks here and there, she knew it had been a vicious one. Her lower lip was sucked in against her teeth as her arms folded tightly cross the front of her chest. She didn't need to watch the fight to know who was going to win, by the sheer strength she had seen in Keith and the brute force he wielded, this was a near one sided battle. Zebel was pretty confident on that part, though she was still yet worried as she waited for those metal doors to raise back up.<br/><br/>Lowering the lids of her eyes Zebel leaned back against the side of the wall as she waited for Keith, silent, though sound came from the far direction that she had come from, which made her instantly aware. Her eyes opened as her head raised up, seeing Max walking down the hallway didn't settle the knots in her stomach for one bit. Her gaze was steady on him as he paced himself in small strides directed her way.  A smile was perched on his lips as he came to a stop in front of Zebel, keeping her back pinned against the wall. Max forcefully caged her against it with his body, each arm was to either side of her head, and the front of his body pressed in against hers.<br/><br/>"What the hell are you doing?"<br/><br/>Zebel didn't hide the disapproval from her voice, letting each word drip with the venom she felt for this man. He was trouble, big time trouble. Looking up at him through her angry eyes she brought her hands up to push Max in the chest, trying to push him away from her.<br/><br/>"Aww... not up for any fun?"<br/><br/>That stilled Zebel as she tilted her head to the side, but what she didn't know was that Max was in quick step, bringing his left knee up to the gut of Zebel, dropping her to her knees in front of him. If Zebel had been paying closer attention to him, she would have caught that slight change in his body and would have blocked it, or at the very least protected herself better.<br/><br/>"Thats right... that is were you belong, on your knees in front of me..."<br/><br/>A near husky like voice pried the lips of Max's apart, licking the lower lip as he reached the fly of his pants, unzipping it in front of her face. For once in Zebel's life she felt that she should scream for help but... who would come? Keith was in the middle of a fight and all the others were above her watching the fight, there was no one else around! Zebel's hand covered her stomach protecting it in case she was hit again, though as she stayed on her knees, and while Max spent his time on unzipping, she had a couple of seconds to think of what to do. Wasting no time, Zebel sat flat on her ass, sweeping her right foot in front of her body, which connected at the ankles with Max's legs, dropping him on the ground in front of her.<br/><br/>In a instant Zebel shifted so that she rolled on top of his body, coming to pin him down to the ground, laughed rumbled through Max's chest which confused the hell out of Zebel. Though that slight infliction of confusion was enough and what Max had hoped for. He reversed the pin, taking Zebel under his body were he rounded off a couple of punches to both sides of her face. Blacking her eyes, busting her nose and lip, it was all painful yet, it was Max's pure intention to cause the utmost pain he could against her. Once Zebel stopped struggling under him, more then likely to catch her breath from the blows, Max reached down to the front of her pants, yanking at them to take them from her body.<br/><br/>"I am better then he is! I'll show you!"<br/><br/>It was spat in her face as though she was a common dog. By the time Zebel got her wind back Max had her pants down to her thighs, getting ready to move into her as she started to struggled against him. Swinging her right fist up to the side of Max's jaw now, connecting with him, though with the height difference from were she was laying and him being on top of her, it wasn't a full solid hit to take him off her. Max shifted so that his hands grabbed both of her's, bringing them to be pinned above her head. Though rather then stuff his manhood into her he moved so that his right knee came off the ground and drove it into the tendon and muscles of her inner left thigh. Pain raked through her body, both from the hit and front her teeth sinking down into her lower lip.<br/><br/>"Scream for me you bitch!"<br/><br/>He was shifting again as he drove another knee hit to the inner thigh again. It was sharp and by the time the second knee landed Zebel couldn't feel her leg anymore, it was numb. As Max started to lower himself down into Zebel, the metal doors leading to the arena raised up, letting both Max and Zebel know the fight was done. Leaning down into Zebel Max whispered against the side of her ear.<br/><br/>"Next time there won't be no interruptions. You'll be all mine."<br/><br/>With that Max hopped up to his feet and sprinted off down the hallway to the viewing room, leaving Zebel to lay were she was. Tears streaked down the sides of her cheeks, though it wasn't because she had nearly gotten rape, it was because of the pain that was surging through her. Zebel tried to roll to her side, trying to lift her pants back around her hips before Keith or anyone else had the chance to see her, and to find out what Max had tried to do to her. Yet, the more she tried the more the pain drove through her thigh. Finally Zebel moved to her side, bringing that left leg up to her body so that it could be cradled against her chest. She was bloodied and broken for the most part, and almost half naked. Keith was going to kill Max, and if Keith couldn't Zebel was going to kill him.