Saturday, October 16, 2010

Rising Ch. 15: New Target

"We have the upper hand here! Mostly due to you broken arm!" Predator grinned. "Who said it was broken?" He took out the spike in his robotic forearm and tossed it aside like a tooth-pick. Pierce said, "Well, I'm out of ideas." "Hold on a sec." I said to him. I turned my focus to Predator. "That's some nifty stuff you got goin on, Hunter. Did you get it half off or what? You can't get that stuff easy at where I shop!" He glowered at me. "You'll never know." I tapped my finger on my chin, pretending to think about it. "Is it Bishop? No. Wait. Let me guess. Does he have blond hair? Is he rich? Does he scare you?" He flinched. "How-None of your Business!"

"How are you gonna get the ladies with that man? Oh, let me guess, you're going to install a grappling feature. That way, you can reel them in, and then sweep them off their feet with your four wings." I did the impression of reeling a fishing rod, and then acted like I was carrying someone and sweep them off their feet. I struck a nerve there. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut-Up!" He flew over to me and I ducked. Heh. I got wings, and I ducked. Okay. Enough jokes. Time to be serious.

When he landed behind me, I said, "Come on. Lets take this to the skies if you think you're a good enough fighter-flighter." I took flight out of the building and into the air above it. He followed close behind, just like what I wanted. While we're fighting, Pierce can get Nicole and Jean. We exchanged punches and kicks. I had to dodge most his attacks because of his advantages. I said, "You're a good fighter." I said, trying to keep him distracted. "Hell yeah I am!" He taunted back. "Those Williams Boys know what they're doing!" He kicked me in the chest: as if to prove his point. Which backed me up a good fifteen feet away before I started flapping my wings again. I put a hand against my chest in spite of myself. That knocked the wind out of me.

I smiled and laughed a little. "Why you laughing, Billi-Bong? You think pain's funny?" I said, "Nah man, I just can't believe you told me who your working for." The color drained from his face, then it was replaced with redness from fury. "You ain't gonna live long enough to tell nobody!" I dropped a foot or two in the air and watched him go over. I flew back to his level and said, "Please. You think just because you have a new set of wings, you can beat me in the air? I've been flying for years." I performed multiple kicks on his face to prove my point. His hand flipped like a Swiss-Army Knife: Replacing his hand with a Magnum.

"Aw Crap!" was what I said as I dodged and evaded his wild shots. My wings are too bright, they're a dead give-away in the darkness of night. I suddenly got an idea. I turned to him and let my right hand go limp and hit the wrist against my left shoulder, all the while saying, "You're too slo-ow!" With that I flew down to the building and folded my wings nice and tight. I grabbed the edge and did my best to hang from the roof. I heard his roar and he flew under me with his gun. I dropped on his back and slammed his wings in a way that they were not supposed to go.

He screamed and slammed onto the floor. Pierce was cutting Jean free. Nicole was free and was starring at me in horror. I quickly said, "Pierce, throw me a quill here!" He grew a staff on his elbow, snapped it off and tossed it at me.

I shoved the quill into the wrist of the robot arm. I made sure I had each end in each hand. I twisted the quill and the gun snapped off. Predator looked at the sparks and wires sticking out of his arm. I made one last taunt, "Relax, this won't hurt a bit." I kicked him in the face, which flipped him over and knocked him out. "Oops. I lied."

I turned to the girls and Pierce. They were standing and staring at me with bizarre looks on their faces. I went to Nicole. I hugged her tight. I said, "Believe it or not, this isn't over. I want you to go home, right now. I need to know you're safe. OK?" Then I gave her a kiss. We parted, but we were still in each other's arms. She had a single tear, which she wiped away and said, "OK. I'll call the police. Please be careful." I nodded. I gave her a wink and a thumbs up as I left.

Pierce ran up to me, I grabbed his arms and we flew off. He said over the winds, "Where exactly are we going?" I answered, "Jacob M. Williams, the CEO of Williams Industries. Whatever they did to Hunter, they may be doing more of it to more people right now. We need to stop him, now." The winds were roaring but I swear I could hear him mutter, "Oh of course."

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