This is the fight in Remnants: The Mayflower Project. It's told from Mo'Steel's POV, read and review.
A/N I don't own any of these characters.
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Mo'Steel surveyed the situation. The Eighty were all crammed into what looked like an army barracks. Most of the crying had stopped, and Mo'Steel thought it was about time. He couldn't see why they would be sad when the major rush was coming on. Mother G's force alone would be amazing.
"Wooly, major wooly" he said, rocking back and forth, hoping that they'd still be awake when it lit. He was looking for Jobs, but couldn't see any sight off him.
"Let's... let's find some beds," Mo'Steel's mother said behind him. She had been crying and her eyes were still red. He walked up to some open bunks and spotted Jobs.
"Hey, Duck!" Mo yelled at him.
Jobs glanced over he saw a pretty Asian girl talking to some grass haired kid. She said something and was walking away. The boy yelling something Mo couldn't understand and pushed her. She turned around and smacked him. The cat-eyed dude looked happy as he raised his arm to hit back and Mo was shocked that he`d hit a babe like that.
Luckily, Jobs reacted first and grabbed his arm with both hands and shook his head `no'. The larger individual turned and delivered a sharp punch to his head. The girl was trying to help but Mo was already in action. He ran to a bunk put his foot on a person's outstretched knee and vaulted to a top bunk. Hoping the guy didn't mind, he began jumping from bunk to buck toward the attacker.
"Yaaahhh!" Mo let out a yell as be bounded onto the back of Yago who was now standing over Jobs. He wrapped his arms around his neck and brought him to the floor. Yago rolled with practiced skill that surprised Mo'Steel, but didn't keep him from getting up as fast as he did.
Yago was looking at the three standing together, calculating his chances. He looked sharply to the Suits in the corner. "They attacked me! What are you doing standing there? They attacked me! Get them. Get them!"
Mo was happy to see now that the Rock was coming the agents apparently thought their job was over.
"We seem to have a misunderstanding," he said and walked away.
Mo heard him mutter something but turned to Jobs, "You want me to bounce on him some more?"
"No, Let it go. It's all over" his friend replied.
"Hey. Thanks." From this view, Mo could see that half of her face was melted like wax.
What a pity, thought Mo, she was really a babe.
Jobs just shrugged. "No problem."
"No, I mean, really: Thanks. Is your head okay?
Jobs just felt his head and there was some blood, "Hmm."
"You should have someone look at that. You need a Band-Aid." 2Face said.
Mo had a thought, "That ear is gonna have to come off," he said. "Get you a nice, new titanium ear. Change you name to ... to, um, oh, hey, I know! Change your name to Earanium!"
They both just stared, "Earanium?"
"Hey, it's the best I could come up with just off the top of my head, all right? You know, you're not exactly Mr. Quick either,"
"This is my friend Mo, Mo'Steel. I'm Jobs. And the ear is fine. Mo's in favor of as much surgery as possible."
"2Face," she said, looking for a reaction.
Jobs just smiled and shook her hand.
"I was in a fire," she said.
"Yea. Well, see you later."
They both walked away and Mo turned to Jobs. "That girl liked your business, Duck."
"What?"
"Uh-uh. Don't give me `what?'. You heard me. She lakka your beeznees!
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Hope you liked it.
A/N I don't own any of these characters.
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Mo'Steel surveyed the situation. The Eighty were all crammed into what looked like an army barracks. Most of the crying had stopped, and Mo'Steel thought it was about time. He couldn't see why they would be sad when the major rush was coming on. Mother G's force alone would be amazing.
"Wooly, major wooly" he said, rocking back and forth, hoping that they'd still be awake when it lit. He was looking for Jobs, but couldn't see any sight off him.
"Let's... let's find some beds," Mo'Steel's mother said behind him. She had been crying and her eyes were still red. He walked up to some open bunks and spotted Jobs.
"Hey, Duck!" Mo yelled at him.
Jobs glanced over he saw a pretty Asian girl talking to some grass haired kid. She said something and was walking away. The boy yelling something Mo couldn't understand and pushed her. She turned around and smacked him. The cat-eyed dude looked happy as he raised his arm to hit back and Mo was shocked that he`d hit a babe like that.
Luckily, Jobs reacted first and grabbed his arm with both hands and shook his head `no'. The larger individual turned and delivered a sharp punch to his head. The girl was trying to help but Mo was already in action. He ran to a bunk put his foot on a person's outstretched knee and vaulted to a top bunk. Hoping the guy didn't mind, he began jumping from bunk to buck toward the attacker.
"Yaaahhh!" Mo let out a yell as be bounded onto the back of Yago who was now standing over Jobs. He wrapped his arms around his neck and brought him to the floor. Yago rolled with practiced skill that surprised Mo'Steel, but didn't keep him from getting up as fast as he did.
Yago was looking at the three standing together, calculating his chances. He looked sharply to the Suits in the corner. "They attacked me! What are you doing standing there? They attacked me! Get them. Get them!"
Mo was happy to see now that the Rock was coming the agents apparently thought their job was over.
"We seem to have a misunderstanding," he said and walked away.
Mo heard him mutter something but turned to Jobs, "You want me to bounce on him some more?"
"No, Let it go. It's all over" his friend replied.
"Hey. Thanks." From this view, Mo could see that half of her face was melted like wax.
What a pity, thought Mo, she was really a babe.
Jobs just shrugged. "No problem."
"No, I mean, really: Thanks. Is your head okay?
Jobs just felt his head and there was some blood, "Hmm."
"You should have someone look at that. You need a Band-Aid." 2Face said.
Mo had a thought, "That ear is gonna have to come off," he said. "Get you a nice, new titanium ear. Change you name to ... to, um, oh, hey, I know! Change your name to Earanium!"
They both just stared, "Earanium?"
"Hey, it's the best I could come up with just off the top of my head, all right? You know, you're not exactly Mr. Quick either,"
"This is my friend Mo, Mo'Steel. I'm Jobs. And the ear is fine. Mo's in favor of as much surgery as possible."
"2Face," she said, looking for a reaction.
Jobs just smiled and shook her hand.
"I was in a fire," she said.
"Yea. Well, see you later."
They both walked away and Mo turned to Jobs. "That girl liked your business, Duck."
"What?"
"Uh-uh. Don't give me `what?'. You heard me. She lakka your beeznees!
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Hope you liked it.