Here's another update for Wednesday.
"'Look, May, I lost a tooth.'" May reminisces how excited and full of joy Amy had been the last time he had seen her smile, the last time he'd ever see her, the reality was setting in but he refused to accept it. He couldn't. Instead, May allows himself to be fueled by rage running at top speed he accelerates, faster, May was intent on making Koin pay 'You're not going to get away with this; I'm not going to let you.' Blinded by his anger May suddenly crashes into someone knocking them over: tripping to the ground also. On his way to confront the corrupt mayor, Koin, May bumps into Chyster, literally.
"Yow-ouch that hurt! Oh, it's you, watch where you're going." May stands brushing off dirt before extending a hand to help Chyster to his feet.
"Nice to run into you too." Chyster grabs his hand a sly grin already on his face. "In fact, I'm glad I bumped into ya. Serves ya right for bailing on me, and after I risked my neck to save your life too; this is the way you thank a friend." Chyster impedes May's path, "Plus there's that favor you owe me."
"Not now. I don't have time for your antics today." May attempts to maneuver around Chyser: Chyster, however, goes out of his way to intentionally prevent May from proceeding.
"Aren't you at least going to hear what I have to say, besides it's not like you have somewhere to return to, what else do you have to lose." May stops dead in his tracks, Chyster knew exactly what to say to catch someone's attention but now was not the time to rattle his nerves. May slams Chyster against a wall fist clenched at him.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hold up I too have some, unresolved, business with the mayor. Allow me to lead the way I know a shortcut." May decides to follow Chyster taking a series of shortcuts, including the hill path, arriving sooner than May expected. Along the way Chyster informs May about his inconspicuous dealings with the mayor. Dealings he preferred to keep secret, now that the mayor had an angry mob out for his head; Chyster wanted not one piece of it. When the fallout occurred he planned to be long gone.
Expecting retaliation from the residents after his most recent deeds the mayor posted a dozen intimidating guards at the gate to his large manor. Inside the gates there were ice sculptures inspired by his prized guard-dog, Truff; in the center of the yard is a fountain, a statue of the mayor, spouting water out his mouth. Chyster ponders a way to sneak past the guards, a light bulb appearing above his head, "I got it!" Clapping his fist on his palm Chyster looks at toward where May was, "I need a di-version…"
May charges out of the blue leaving Chyster in the bushes, lost in thought, before he realized it. May smashes his fist into the face of the first guard he comes into contact with and follows up with a 180-degree heel strike to the jaw of the next guard, unfortunate enough to be standing beside the previous man. May cracks his knuckles and neck getting loose. Now that he had lost the element of surprise it was going to be a fight, "Ten. Who's ready for a warm up!?" May dispatches the first man who attempts to avenge their fallen comrades, with a swift jab to the side of the head.
"Nine." The man lies face down in the snow, unmoving, momentarily before three more simultaneously rush May. May ducks underneath the sword swung at him and spins into a crouching stance as he drives his elbows into the guard's gut, forcing him back into a pine tree; snow falls from top burring him. In the moment immediately following May shoots both his fist out, horizontally, punching the other two men in the ribs; causing them to drop their weapons and fall to the ground clutching their sides.
May winces as his shoulders protest the impact; his arms still hadn't fully healed, "Six." May lets out a sigh, continuing on with his countdown wearing a smirk.
"What're y'all standin 'round for; Get 'em!" The head security guard was growing furious at his subordinates. Five men circle around May surrounding him on all sides. May studies the uncertain expressions on their faces and searches out the one most likely to falter. May sees a guard nod his head signaling everyone closes in all at once. May releases a barrage of kicks striking four of the five, delivering crushing blows, executed too fast to be seen by the untrained eye.
The fifth and final guard drops his weapon and turns tail to run, when he's suddenly struck down by the security captain, "Useless, useless, the whole lot of you." The final guard readies himself taking on an imposing stance.
"One." May half sprints dropkicking the last guard hard in the chest launching him, without a fight, into the gate and busting it down as Chyster was attempting to pick the lock. With all of the guards taken care of Chyster and May proceed to the double doors and Chyster knocks at the front door, "No ones home." Chyster remarks playfully. May kicks the doors down letting himself in. Staring in awe at the painted ceiling and chandeliers, Chyster twirls around delighted.
"Wow! This place is huge, we should split up." Chyster wears a large grin on his face.
"Yeah." May coldly agrees.
"Dibs on the top floor." Without hesitation Chyster bolts up the staircase to the upper floor separating and leaving May to search the rooms below for the mayor.
Thanks for tuning in and I hope you continue to check for further updates, until next time.
