Really, really, really, really, really sorry I haven't updated in a while. Between school and the fact I got discouraged with my writing didn't help it at all. Oh, and I''ve been reading alot of first person POV books lately. I'm almost forgetting how to write in third person.

(Insert disclaimer here. Slavers, Serah and Hits are mine)

Ocassionally there is that pivotal moment in a confrontation where you simply want to ram your fist as far into your enemies mouth as it can go. Many people find this reaction to be bad. you can't solve problems with violence, they'd say. Well, most people are pussies. They don't realize it is human nature to be violent. Millions of years ago, humans weren't frolicking around with flowers or hugging each other. They were braining each other with sticks and animal bones and whatnot. We can follow this violent behavior to the many wars that have happened throughout our history on Earth. Thousands of years ago we were slashing each other up with swords, and now we are piercing each other with bullets.

Now, it is true that violence isn't the only choice. Anybody would rather talk out any problems peacefully to get to an agreement that will leave both parties satisfied.

But the inner neanderthal will always be screaming at you to go Chuck Norris on the stupid fucks ass.

No matter what you do though, no matter how many baseball bats you crack over someones skull or how many fingers you break while street fighting, there is one fact that will always hold true. One great belief that everyone should be thinking about always, in any violent situation.

The innocent should never be harmed.

People who haven't done anything wrong. No one should touch them. Not rape or steal or murder. You can't even throw a good punch in.

Because what goes around comes around. Tenfold. A thousand fold. You wouldn't believe the size of the hammer that comes down on the evil ones. And the moment of realization of how much trouble the wrongdoers have gotten themselves into, when they KNOW that they messed up...?

That's when you look them in the eye and say, "You are so fucked."

"Come on! Keep up!" Hits cried behind him at the straggling slavers. Elytta and her gang were having trouble keeping up with quick-footed man, but they could see the town on the rise ahead of them. They redoubled their efforts and sprinted even faster, taking care not to jostle their weapons too much. "Hey!" Jimmy shouted, "whats the plan?" Hits looked over his shoulder and unholstered his two pistols and said, "charge right into battle!" He laughed and ran up and over the rocky rise.

Elytta slowed down and looked at Rachel. "Have you noticed our temporary mercenary is insane?"

Rachel giggled and loaded her assault rifle. "Yep!" she said with a little grin and jogged up the hill. Elyyta stared dumbstruck at her friends changed attitude. Was the insane mercenarys disposition contagious or something? She growled in frustration and loaded her .44 Magnum. "Jimmy!" she called to the big man walking up the hill after the others, "I want you to kill Hits after the fighting is over, k?" Jimmy stopped and glanced over his shoulder at the red-head.

He smiled a little. "Whatever you say boss."

Elytta missed the deciet in Jimmys answer, she was too preoccupied thinking of the fortune she'd be getting for delivering Red. She had never gotten such a big fortune for one person, and she might finally be able to buy her way into the upper dealings of the slavers. She shivered in anticipation of being able to control an entire slaver camp. Elytta shook her thoughts away and smiled greedily as she continued up the slope. One more fight and she'd be able to get all of it.

She caught up with the slaver team as they reached the other side and froze in surprise.

"Wha....what the hell...?" Rachel whispered as they watched.

Hits was sprinting towards a group of ten mutants. All heavily armored and heavily armed. There was one behemoth marching from the other side of the settlement, seeming surprisingly docile as it calmy stomped towards Big Town. It was gigantic. It stood more than twenty feet tall and was covered in raw muscle. Each footstep shook the land around them. It had a necklace of skulls around its neck and wielded a fire hydrant as a weapon.

Hits saw the monstrosity and froze. He had only heard about super mutant behemoths, and he had hoped he would never have to actually fight one. Hits saw the behemoth look down to its left, and he followed its gaze to see Shorty trying to back away from it while tripping over debris. The behemoth growled, an ugly sound loud enough for everyone to cover their ears, and it reached down.

Hits sighed. There's a first time for everything. Even fighting a behemoth.

"HEEEEEEYYY!!!" he shouted, long and loud. He became the center of everyones attention.

Dusty, Kimba and everyone else in Big Town had gotten on top of the roof of one building and were building a defense when they heard him.

"Holy shit, is that Hits?" Dusty asked while trying to get a better view. Kimba and Bittercup looked over him to try and see themselves.

"Hey! That's Hits! Why the hell did he come back?! Can't he see how much shit we're up against?" he turned and asked Flash.

Flash shrugged. "Maybe he thinks he can be a hero? What a dumbass" he said and picked up a sandbag and adjusted it.

The super mutants grunted in confusion and turned to face the man.

"Looook brothersss...more hoo-mans!" one enthusiasticaly pointed out as he saw the slaver band and Hits. "HAHA! We kill many this day....and turn them..." it grunted again and lifted its rifle. The behemoth heard Hits too, and it ceased attempting to pick up Shorty who ran into Big Town as fast as he could.

Serah and Red were watching from behind a termite destroyed wooden wall. "Told you he'd be back," Serah said with a smug smirk and Red scowled in reply. She was secretly very relieved though. She knew he wouldn't abandon them, but she wasn't entirely sure he wasn't hurt or something. "Yeah, but look! He brought slavers see? I recognize that one." Red said and pointed at Elytta. "He probably doesn't know," Serah whispered,"he just went to get help, and he found them. Big deal." Red noticed all super mutant attention was on Hits and she got an idea. "Come on Serah," she said as she crouched and snuck off towards inner Big Town. "Wait! What are you doing?" Serah asked as she too got up and went after her. Red looked back and whispered, "we're getting everyone out before the super mutants get them! Come on!"

Hits was satisfied with everyones attention on him, and he decided to make sure the super mutants were adequately distracted. "All riight you fuck faces!" he yelled defiantly and twirled his pistols. "This here town ain't big enuff for the ...uhh...eleven of us! Especially fatty over there." he said and pointed out at the behemoth. Now the behemoth may be stupid, but it still knew it was being insulted when it was called "fatty". It roared and pounded its chest. Hits grinned manically and shouted, "you ten scuzzballs stay where you are! I'm going to take out tall, yellow and stinky."

The smaller super mutants stood there confused. Were they just commanded by a human?

"Huuughgh, hey? Did that human...tell us to not move...?" one asked.

"Me thinkers he said he fight Grog!" another surprised one pointed out.

"Hugh, hugh, hugh!" one chuckled, "I want watch! Puny human get squashered flats!!"

So the pathetically stupid super mutants stood and watched the proceedings instead of taking the perfect opportunity to attack Big Town.

They're super mutants, what did you expect?

"Elytta, I think Hits just challenged a behemoth..." Rachel whispered to the angry red head. She could barely move for fear of drawing the great monsters attention to her.

Elytta and her gang stood stunned, amazed at the sheer magnitude of the situation they had gotten themselves into. Then they blinked in realization.

"What did he just freaking do?!" Elytta cried.

"Are you serious?" Serah stopped and asked as she heard Hits proud challenge. Red and Serah had snuck across the bridge, but hearing Hits proclaim he'd take on a friggin' giant stopped them cold. "He's going to die! What an idiot!" Red said watching the man walk calmy towards the giant. "I'll say," came a voice from above them. Red and Serah looked up and saw Shorty and Kimba staring down at them from the roof they were on. "Need a hand?" Shorty asked with a grin. Red and Serah smiled and climbed on top of the house with the assistance of their friends.