On the run and go
Chapter 8 - The battle..?
Holy SHIT guys, I just want to thank all of you who's been kind enough and considerate enough to give me ideas, tips and genuine reviews. I couldn't be happier about that. However, I'm going to sadly be a bit occupied these last days thanks to huge and important tests at school. But I'll update as often as I can.
Big heart to everyone who reads tho ❤️ I thank you hugely.
I also wanna inform, that describing fighting scenes has never been my good side. It's a small warning tbh.
Also, I'm sorry this chapter is short. It's late over hereee.
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Mike wasn't showing it, but once he stood there facing his opponent he felt intimidated and scared. Just because she could literally snap his neck if she wished to. He closed his hands into fists, breathed in, and tried collecting his thoughts. Thoughts like 'don't worry Mike' and 'she promised, calm down'. But they were heard to repeat, as fear was slowly gripping at him.
"So Mikey, who does the first starting punch?" Angel suddenly speaks up, and she noticed how she brought Mike out of his thoughtful daze and smirks at it. Eleven stood by Max, and was silently watching the scene. They were walking around in circles, both facing each other and ready to punch any time soon. Mike made himself prepared Incase she decided to be the first punch, as well as Angel was preparing too.
"Don't know, do you know?" Mike hissed slightly. She chuckles lightly, both of them focusing deeply at each other. It was as if somebody in the room put the mood on cautious around them.
It reminded Max of two wolves of different packs just ready to protect their packs at any time. Eleven's eyes focused on Mike, but also mostly on Angel. Ready to push her back if she clearly is using her powers into this.
Suddenly, the intense wait stopped when Mike was the one to lash out first. He does a quick movement approaching her, before landing a solid hit onto her cheek. However, Mike's brows furrowed when she barely budged, and soon - almost like a snake - she moved around Mike and made him fall forward by swiping her leg underneath Mike's legs. Mike's chin hitting the concrete ground like a gazelle falling from a cheetahs attack.
She then quickly got onto Mike's back and smirked.
"Hey Mike, have you ever considered loosing before?" She asks, getting close to Mike's face from behind, having a tight grip at Mike's hair as she's pulling his head up from the ground.
Mike grits his teeth and his eyes got this animal looking shape. Mike didn't answer. Instead he raised his lower body up, pulled his whole weight forward and flipped over himself, slamming her to the ground when she least expected it. Then he got back up after throwing his body back to normal, inhaling sharply as he wiped his chin that had a small cut.
"No, never" Mike finally replied. Angel glared angrily at Mike from the ground, before she got up.
"Cocky bastard" Angel spat underneath her breath. It made Mike smirk. Mike then run at her again, and lands a stabbing kick into her stomach. However, she grabs it and pushes Mike back in a way that got him to fall down again. But he saved his fall this time, quickly getting back up and pushing his hands down onto the ground, letting his legs fly upwards and hitting her chin this time. He ended up standing on his hands, until he flipped over again and stood back on his two bare feet.
Eleven was starting to put more faith upon Mike, as well as Mike's gang. But then she felt something chilling go through her body as Angel was getting back up. Mike's eyebrow raised, because the entire warehouse was getting chilly somehow. Angel stares at Mike, smiling like she did before. Evilly.
"Okay. Maybe I should get started now?" She asks. Mike was confused to hear her speak, and stood still in his stance. Waiting for her to run at him. But something was off. He couldn't tell however, as she wasn't having a nosebleed or something like that.
"I'm wait—"
Mike was drastically cut of by Angel's sharp movement of her feet and especially of her hands. One landing a great hit onto his face making him loose track of what was happening, and another one pushed straight into his stomach. Mike felt a small crack even, and let out a sharp cry as he fell to the ground. Eleven was about to run up to him, but was held back by a worried Max. Everyone in the room was tensed, and Mike's gang was more than worried.
Eleven felt her eyes burn.
"You're weak Mike" she spat at him. He held his arms around his stomach, as he knew what was hurting. The bastard had broken something in him. Maybe a rib.
"Shut up.." Mike huffed out. Angel kicked at his side, making him painfully fall over to his back. Staring up at the ceiling, he closed his eyes and felt hopeless. He couldn't work if he has a broken rib.
"Just give up Mike" Angel speaks. Mike glances at Angel as she came into view. He spits up at her, the spit having a mix of saliva and blood. He then starts to ave a cough fit. During the most inappropriate time.
"Bitch-" Eleven uttered, trying to break free from Max's grip. She wanted to let her go, but Eleven couldn't intervene. It wouldn't end well otherwise.
"No?" Angel asks Mike, as she suddenly picks forward a sharp knife from her pocket. Eleven's eyes widened, and everyone starts acting up. Mike was now terrified, wishing he could run.
"No weapons-" Mike tried, before she raised the knife to make him quiet.
"You said no powers. I heard nothing about weapons~" Angela sing sang. Max watched her former best friend, and barely even recognized her anymore. It was terrifying, and it got Max to cry a little bit. However, Eleven refused to let her kill him. Even if it was involved in what Mike said.
She uses her power to make the knife fly out of her hand, and hit the wall. Getting it stuck there.
"What the-" Angel shouts, shocked, but she turned to Max and Eleven only to see Eleven angry as all heck, and Max crying.
"Fair fight" Eleven spat. Angel smirks.
Mike tried to stand up, but the pain really couldn't be pushed aside.
"Why did you get yourself involved. Let me guess, you like him?" She says tauntingly. Mike's cheeks managed to flush up, even if he was in deep pain. Eleven got embarrassed, but she refused to let it engulf her.
"He's my friend!" She shouts. Angel's smirk fades a small bit, as her eyes glanced at Max after she had said that, but it quickly returned.
"You think you have friends? For real?" Angel says, making fun of Eleven for uttering such "nonsense".
It grew quiet in the room.
Suddenly, Mike grabs Angel's ankle. Angel was caught off guard, as Mike threw her to the side roughly with every lasting energy within his body.
"She does, you bitch" Mike hisses. Coughing insanely.
"It's you- who fucked your friendships up-" Mike tried. It only fueled Angel's anger, and she was getting ready to kill Mike once and for all when Max speaks up. She even walks towards her.
"Remember that one day?" Max asks. Angel suddenly found no interest in getting back up, and remained on the ground, staring up at her former friend. Eleven ran up to Mike and made sure he was doing okay despite his stupid injuries. Eleven wished she could take some of the beatings as well.
She realized the injuries were bad when she tried pulling him towards her, so she simply stayed by him to let him rest.
"Huh?" Angel utters confusingly. Max wiped her tears away in frustration, as her words now were going to rain down on Angel like a train.
"You don't? The day I approached you out on the play yard because you were alone and by yourself during kindergarten? You don't remember the day I basically saved you from doing the biggest mistake ever during middle high school?" Max kept talking. Her voice getting emotional. Angel and everyone else stayed completely quiet.
"Yes. We split. But it's because I felt like you were shitting me, not giving a fuck for all the things I went through with you. I made you happy, made you smile, gave you a date, sat with you when you cried, comforted you when you had done a mistake.. things friends did. But I don't recall you doing much in return... You were kind however, which made me stay. You still considered how I felt, and when you did return favors.. let me just say I was god damn happy.." Max continued.
"Then one day, you started acting out of control. You disrespected older people, you yelled at younger kids for wanting to say hi, and you even started smoking weed" Max spat out. The air was getting emotional, as Angel stared right into her eyes.
"There were days that I asked if everything was okay.. and what hurt me the most was you shutting me out. Completely, as if I was simply dust" Max whispered. Angel started avoiding eye contact, since her herself regretted that still. Eleven listened to them, as well as Mike and about two hundred more people.
"It was difficult.." Angel whispers. Max's hands tightened into fists.
"Really now? It was difficult for me too you know. Or maybe you don't? Because you're already fucked up! You left me to hate myself for years. Because yes, I regret flipping you off when you finally announced what was going on. But really, a fucking gang? What was so difficult that you started doing illegal shit?" Max yelled finally. Letting out every single drop of anger. Surprisingly, Angel didn't get pissed.
She simply let her tears fall as she faces Max.
"I'm sorry Max.. I really am. But I couldn't tell you what was going on with me. My family found out about.. something I've kept a secret for so long.. and I couldn't tell you because I was afraid you'd diss me the moment you found out. It was hard on me, because I started off with telling my parents.. but they literally disowned me. They stopped caring for me, seeing me as a sinner" Angel starts explaining. Max patiently stood there, listening. Mike kinda figured out what she was talking about by thinking deeply about it.
"Since I was a sinner.. I thought, why not start acting like one?" Angel sadly explained. This time, Max's brows furrows sadly. Angel the inhaled sharply, and the announcement simply just flooded into Max's head.
"So here I am.. a lesbian leader of another gang"
