Shot 10

"Together As One, Fighting As One"

"Ashley, let's take the front!" James yelled. Ashley nodded and they both rushed in.

Ashley threw her fans in a boomerang fashion and took out ten men. James retracted his scythe and slung it around in a circular motion, sending a bunch of men flying. As Ashley and James continued to clear a path, Justyn and EJ began taking out enemies of their own.

"Kitty, Mikey, you two get a move on and get to their leaders. We'll handle the small fry!" EJ yelled.

"Right!" Mikey and I yelled in unison.

As Mikey and I began running from the flurry, more men got in our way.

"Out….of our….way!" Mikey yelled, punching people left and right.

"You've got to hand it to them. They sure are persistent!" I yelled to Mikey, taking out my share of men as well.

"Yeah well, it's very annoying!" Mikey yelled back, punching a guy in the jaw.

We cleared the path when two more showed up. The first one was a man in a black trench coat, a long spear sat on his back. The other was a woman in a red tank top and black leather pants. She spun her knives in her hands and laughed. She pointed one at me.

"I'll take you on, girlie! I hope you last longer than you weak Godmother did." She chuckled.

"So why are you standing there talking?" I asked her. I ran away into a different direction and the crazed girl followed.

"Kitty!" Mikey yelled.

"I'll be fine, go!" I yelled back.

Mikey only nodded and I prepared myself for the fight in progress.

"Sooooo…..you're the one I've heard so much about. The troublesome Lady VP who can't keep her nose out of other people's business."

"I don't exactly know what you mean by business but when it involves my friends, it involves me. So call me nosey all you want, I'm still going to kick your sorry ass."

The girl just laughed.

"Then you've never heard of me. Why don't we introduce ourselves, hm? I'm Carla, the newly appointed Godmother of Rough Riders. Remember it when I'm carving that beautiful face of yours."

"Don't you worry about that sweetie. I'll be forgetting it in no time. You don't look like someone I'll remember." I teased, crossing my arms.

"What did you say?! How dare you call me forgettable you…..you….flat chested, pompous, ignorant bitch!"

"Flat chested? Says the girl with a washboard for boobs." I smirked. "Before you insult someone else, think of something better to say."

Carla got furious, her face a blood red.

"That's it! It's on you whore! Come play with me right now or it's your Godmother I'll be playing with!"

"I won't let that happen. Quit flapping those gums and come get me!"

"With pleasure." She drew out her two combat knives and twirled them effortlessly in her hands.

Wasting no time, she rushed me, swift and agile.

So fast! I thought to myself as she swung wildly.

One swing barely grazes my right cheek while another grazed my left thigh. She continued her attack, out for blood.

She can't dish out insults but she can fight, I'll give her that much.

"You're in big trouble Ms. VP. It's time for your punishment!"

The rain poured down and I could hear the yells of combat in the distance behind me. I knew that the others were giving the members of Rough Riders a hard time.

The floor beneath Carla and I grew slippery, making it hard to keep our balance.

Carla's attacks became clumsier as she started to slip. I took this opportunity to remove her weapons. With my leg high in the air I kicked her knives from her hands, she stumbled but as I went to attack, she swept her right leg across my feet and caused me to fall. Leaping on top of me she wrapped her hands around my throat.

"Finally, I get to play with you! What should I do first?" she started laughing maniacally and gave me the opening I needed. I kneed her in the gut and rolled her off of me, she grabbed at the knife holstered at my hip and cut my side.

I yelled out in pain and she kicked me off of her, sending me rolling through the dense mud that formed from the pouring rain.

We both regained our footing, both of us dirty and out of breath. Blood formed a small line in the corner of Carla's mouth while I suffered from the cuts of her previous attacks.

"You're bleeding, Ms. VP. Shall I end your suffering?" she asked, still holding my knife in her hands.

"Go to hell you crazy bitch!" I screamed at her.

"Cocky, that's how I like my toys! This is fun, let's keep going!"

Carla ran at me again, her form the same as before. Knife in hand, she lunged at me with all the energy she had left.

Her attack was slower, weaker. I easily caught her arm and raised it away from me. She yelled out in surprise and tried to break from my grip.

"Stop it, Carla. It's over. I could have taken this knife and killed you by now. Surrender, now." I tried to reason with her, but her gaze was too crazed. She continued to try and pull away and I simply elbowed her in the face. She fell to the muddy floor, unconscious.

"Kitty!" I heard someone yell. I turned my head to see Mikey running in my direction. He was covered in mud as well, a few scratches on him as well.

"So, how did your fight go?" I asked. "Hopefully more smoothly than mine."

"He got a few lucky hits in, but he was more bark than bite. I just used his baseball bat to knock him unconscious. He wasn't worth killing. You?"

"She was good, I'll give her that, but boy is she insane! I swear, if I heard her say she wanted to play with me one more time, I really was going to kill her!" I yelled, glaring at the unconscious Carla as if I wanted to punch her for the hell of it.

"Let's go find the others. It seems the ruckus has died down."

"I hope Ashley and the others didn't hurt them too badly." I teased.

"Nah, just a hell of a reason for them to be sore in the morning." He retorted.

"Let's go." I motioned and we ran for the giant crane.

000

"I've got to admit." Greg, the leader of Rough Riders said. "Your family isn't a bunch of pushovers. Your Lady VP sure is impressive, I'll give her that. And for your main VP, he's smart to realize I just used that guy for intimidation. You have quite the family, Erick." He laughed, gripping Don's chin and teasingly shaking it.

Don spit in his face and Greg reacted by punching him in the face. Greg casually walks over to Miuki, whose arms are shaking.

"What's wrong? Your arms getting tired, Ms. Godmother?" he asked her, trailing his hands down her arms.

"Get your nasty ass hands off our Godmother!" someone yelled from below.

"Ah, right on time. I was just getting bored." Greg smirked.

"Let them go….now!" another voice yelled.

Greg just gave Don and Miuki an evil grin before facing his two opponents.

000

"I'm sorry, I can't hear you from way up here. You might want to speak up." Greg teased.

"You heard us, jackass!" Mikey yelled.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no need to be so rude. I'm coming."

He jumped from the crane and slid down the chain. He landed a few feet away from us.

"You've got some nerve, buster!" I yelled at him. "Let our leaders go, or get your balls split open, your choice."

Greg just laughed. "You are no threat to me. I'm the strongest member of Rough Riders and I don't back down to anyone. I can take both of you by myself."

"Cocky bastard, ain't he?" Mikey joked.

"The two of you look pretty beat up. Did my subordinates have fun with you?"

"Please, your members were pushovers. Though I must say, your lady friend is one hell of a nutcase!" I yelled at him.

"Carla was a fool. I only made her the Godmother because she could fight….apparently not good enough."

"Don't you even care that your fellow family members are out there fighting right now?" I asked him.

"Why should I care? They are expendable, there are more where they came from. I lead them, they listen to me. They know the consequences for defying my orders, simple as that."

"That's not how a family works, you jackass! A family is supposed to fight together, as one! Care for one another, die for one another. Not one person pulling everyone's strings!" I yelled.

"And what would you know? There are only two of you here to face me. Where's the rest of your family, huh?"

"Where do you think, jackass? They're cleaning up your mess." Mikey huffed, crossing his arms.

Out of nowhere, Greg ran up and punched me in the face. I stumbled and he kicked me into the ground.

"You son of a bitch!" Mikey yelled, jumping on top of him. Mikey started punching his head but Greg grabbed him and threw him off. With a swift punch to the face, Greg sent Mikey away.

I watched him started briskly walking back toward me and I acted quickly. As he was leaning in to grab me, I quickly raised my foot and kicked him in his family jewels. He squeaked out a yell and stumbled back. I saw Mikey back on his feet and uppercut the son of a bitch. Greg fell into the mud and sat there holding his crotch.

"You okay Kitty?" Mikey asked, helping me up.

"Fine." I briskly walked up to Greg and kicked him in the gut. I took out his knife and held it to his throat.

"Release them, now, or I cut your throat."

"Go ahead and try. I know you can't do it, Ms. VP." I saw something in his hands and he pushed a button. The crane hook began to quickly fall, bringing Don and Miuki with it.

"Don!" Mikey yelled.

"Miuki!"

With a loud crash a large wave of mud and water flew from the wreckage.

"Y-you son of a bitch!" I yelled, barely grazing his throat.

"You kill him yet?" I heard someone ask.

Mikey and I looked over to see Ashely and James with Don and Miuki.

"Miuki! Don! You're okay!" I yelled.

"Kill that bastard!" Miuki yelled.

Greg just laughed. "This is far from over, Mr. and Ms. VP. I work for a very strong employer who-"

A loud crack echoed the area and with it a hole in Greg's head. Mikey pulled me back and we took cover.

"A sniper?! Where the hell-"

"I don't know. Call Justyn and let him know to take the recruits back to the clubhouse."

"Kitty, Mikey, you guys okay?!" I heard James yell.

"Yeah!" I yelled. "Head for the clubhouse and get Miuki and Don looked at! We'll meet you there!"

"Alright! I'll call for some men to escort you! Stay safe, we'll meet you there!"

Mikey put his hand on my back and we snuck away from the barracks.

000

"Just what the fuck were you guys thinking?! You guys could have been killed!" Don yelled at us.

"You're one to talk Don! You knew going there was suicide and you did it anyway!" I yelled back.

"You had no business coming anyway, Kitty!" Don yelled in retaliation.

"And you could have died! Do you think me and Mikey want the both of your positions that way!" I yelled again.

Don was silent this time, puffing his cheeks in a sulk.

"That's what I thought." I rubbed a cottonball of alcohol onto a cut above Don's left eyebrow.

"Shit! That hurts kitty!"

"Oh, hold still. You big baby!" I yelled, pushing him back in his seat.

Miuki and Don were finally safe. Rough Riders finally stopped attacking us once they realized that SFM was a lot stronger than we looked. For now though, everyone was safe and that's all anyone of us could be grateful for.

(That took longer to type than I wanted. Will things finally calm down in the family? Heehee I don't think soooooo. *grins evily* Look forward to the next one! Next Chapter: Like A Kid In The Candy Store! ^.^)