A/N: Big thanks to villianbabe and Miss Maya for your reviews!
A/N 2: This is the fight chapter. Dylan and Anthony vs. J. Hope you guys like this one!
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXII
A Brutal and Ferocious Fight
Dylan
When we got to the top of the stairs, we stepped into a small room that had a large balcony over-looking the ocean. McCadden and McShea were there, looking out at the water.
"Well, that was fast," McCadden said, noticing us. "Looks like those idiots of yours did exactly as I told them to Richard; good."
"Who will I be fighting ma'am? McShea asked.
"The Mute," McCadden answered. "And I'll be fighting the Angel."
"What about our deal?" McShea asked apprehensively.
"You'll have a chance to rape the Angel before I kill her. Don't worry," McCadden said soothingly.
"Oh my god," I heard myself mummer.
Anthony looked over at me and I was startled to see the amount of rage in his eyes.
While Anthony had his head turned, McShea started to run towards him.
"Look out!" I cried.
Turning his gaze to McShea, Anthony simply raised his arm to block the kick that neared his head. And that started the fight between the two men.
McShea then gave a high kick and hit Anthony under his chin, and he flew back. Although McShea looked weak, he was obviously good at martial arts.
Anthony came back to McShea, blood coming out the side of his mouth, and he furiously started to punch and kick at the other man. McShea blocked the first few punches and kicks, but after awhile he seemed to weaken and he received a few hard blows to his head.
Finally, Anthony was able to kick McShea square in the chest. A surprised looked on his face; McShea flew back and then fell off the balcony. A few seconds later, there was a cracking noise as McShea's body hit the rocks below.
"Well, you've saved me from having to pay that fool two million dollars," McCadden said to Anthony. Then she smiled. "Shall we get started then?"
I got into my fighting stance that I was used to using. And out of the corner of my eye I saw Anthony put his hands into fists.
"Oh, before we begin," McCadden said. She then walked over to the side of the balcony. She pulled out a cane with a silver handle, which she threw to Anthony. "I believe that's yours," she said.
Without looking down at his weapon, Anthony withdrew his sword and dropped the cane to the floor. Then he got into a fighting stance, his sword pointing out at McCadden.
McCadden ran to Anthony and tried to kick the sword out of his hand.
Anthony dropped to the ground and swung his leg, knocking McCadden down to the ground. Then he stood above her and brought the sword down to her chest.
Grabbing his wrist, McCadden managed to stop the sword from coming down. She and Anthony then struggled over the sword.
I ran over to them to try and help Anthony. When I reached them, McCadden kicked out at me, and I was hit in the chest. I flew backwards and hit my back on the balcony, getting the wind knocked out of me in the process.
Meanwhile, Anthony reached out and savagely ripped a large chunk of hair from McCadden. She screamed with pain and pushed Anthony back with all her might, using her legs.
McCadden got on her knees, her hand covering the place where Anthony ripped her hair off. "You bastard. I'm bleeding!" she yelled. Then she saw that Anthony was looking at her chunk of hair as if he was going to sniff it. "Look at your mute boyfriend, Angel," she said to me, smirking. "Seems he doesn't love you enough to stop smelling other women's hair."
Anthony moved the hair closer to his face, but at the last minute, he held out his arm, opening his hand. The strands of hair flew out into the wind and then out towards the ocean. It was Anthony's way of showing McCadden that she was nothing.
"You son of a bitch!" McCadden yelled. She got up and ran over to Anthony and kicked the sword from his hand.
Anthony hit McCadden on her shoulder. She dropped down to the ground and then gave a roundhouse kick, trying to trip him. Anthony jumped over her legs and then flipped up into the air, landing behind McCadden. Then he kicked her in the back and she feel to the ground.
McCadden got up quickly, before Anthony could run and grab his sword. She kicked him in the side of the face, leaving a long bloody gash on the side of his neck. Anthony screamed and then grabbed McCadden's leg and flipped her down to the ground. He kicked her hard in the ribs and then she kicked him under the chin. Anthony staggered backwards, blood coming out of his mouth and running down his neck. McCadden got up and then kicked Anthony in the shoulder. He fell back from the force of the kick, towards the edge of the balcony.
I watched helplessly, still getting my breath back, as Anthony fell over the balcony. I stood up and peered over the edge and watched him fall down to the rocks. I turned around and saw that McCadden was sneering at me.
"Don't worry," she said. "The Angel and the Mute shall be reunited in heaven-soon." Then she ran to me and I jumped up-flipping in the air and landing next to Anthony's sword.
I grabbed the sword and raised it high above my head. I gave a high- pitched shriek and I started to run towards McCadden, intent on stabbing her.
She dropped to the ground and tripped me. I got up quickly and swung the sword, slashing her shirt.
McCadden yelled as blood appeared on her blouse and kicked at me, hitting my stomach. I ran back at her and kicked her under her chin. Then I ran up to her and punched her in the nose, making it bleed. Reacting fast, McCadden then punched my own nose and it started to bleed furiously.
That set off a flurry of punches and kicks between the two of us. At first, McCadden was able to get in a lot of kicks, scratching my face and arms. And she also was able to kick the wound on my leg, and it started to bleed again.
After awhile though, I could see that she was weakening and I was able to kick her hard a few times. Then I kicked her legs and she fell to the ground. I wasted no time in ramming the sword down into McCadden's chest. "That's for Anthony," I hissed as she yelled out in pain. Then I pulled the sword out and took a few steps backwards. I fell down to my knees, completely exhausted.
"Dylan," I heard Natalie and Alex yell.
I looked up and saw them both come into the room.
"Are you okay?" Alex asked, seeing the cuts I had gotten.
I nodded and pointed to the cane.
Natalie picked it up and came over to me, giving it to me. Then she and Alex helped me stand up. "Where's Anthony?" Natalie asked.
Before I could answer, McCadden started to laugh; a crazy, wet laugh. Then she started to cough, and blood flowed down her mouth. "It's t-t-to late for you Angel, you s-still haven't won," she said. "T-there's a bomb set to g-go off a-a-at four." She started coughing heavily and then she gasped and went still. McCadden was dead.
"What time is it?" I asked quietly, clutching Anthony's cane.
"Two to four," Natalie said hollowly, looking down at her watch.
"Let's get out of here!" Alex cried.
"No!" I screamed. "Anthony, I have to get Anthony!"
"We don't have time Dylan," Alex said.
"He'll be killed!" I shrieked. I tried to run over to the balcony, but Natalie and Alex pulled me over to the stairs.
They rushed me down to the room and then down a hallway. After going down a few flights of stairs, we came out of the mission and Natalie and Alex pulled me, running as fast as we could to get away from the building. A huge explosion then knocked us all off our feet and we fell to the ground.
I got up quickly and turned to the mission. The destruction was so horrible that I pressed my hands to my mouth to silence a scream. The entire building had been leveled and even the towers had been destroyed. I was shocked.
I felt Alex and Natalie grab my arms. Their touch brought me back to reality and I started to scream, "Anthony! Anthony!" I was so distressed that tears fell down my cheeks and my throat quickly became hoarse from yelling Anthony's name.
There was the sound of sirens in the distance, so Natalie and Alex made me stop screaming and rushed me over to Natalie's car to get out of there before the police arrived.
A/N 2: This is the fight chapter. Dylan and Anthony vs. J. Hope you guys like this one!
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXII
A Brutal and Ferocious Fight
Dylan
When we got to the top of the stairs, we stepped into a small room that had a large balcony over-looking the ocean. McCadden and McShea were there, looking out at the water.
"Well, that was fast," McCadden said, noticing us. "Looks like those idiots of yours did exactly as I told them to Richard; good."
"Who will I be fighting ma'am? McShea asked.
"The Mute," McCadden answered. "And I'll be fighting the Angel."
"What about our deal?" McShea asked apprehensively.
"You'll have a chance to rape the Angel before I kill her. Don't worry," McCadden said soothingly.
"Oh my god," I heard myself mummer.
Anthony looked over at me and I was startled to see the amount of rage in his eyes.
While Anthony had his head turned, McShea started to run towards him.
"Look out!" I cried.
Turning his gaze to McShea, Anthony simply raised his arm to block the kick that neared his head. And that started the fight between the two men.
McShea then gave a high kick and hit Anthony under his chin, and he flew back. Although McShea looked weak, he was obviously good at martial arts.
Anthony came back to McShea, blood coming out the side of his mouth, and he furiously started to punch and kick at the other man. McShea blocked the first few punches and kicks, but after awhile he seemed to weaken and he received a few hard blows to his head.
Finally, Anthony was able to kick McShea square in the chest. A surprised looked on his face; McShea flew back and then fell off the balcony. A few seconds later, there was a cracking noise as McShea's body hit the rocks below.
"Well, you've saved me from having to pay that fool two million dollars," McCadden said to Anthony. Then she smiled. "Shall we get started then?"
I got into my fighting stance that I was used to using. And out of the corner of my eye I saw Anthony put his hands into fists.
"Oh, before we begin," McCadden said. She then walked over to the side of the balcony. She pulled out a cane with a silver handle, which she threw to Anthony. "I believe that's yours," she said.
Without looking down at his weapon, Anthony withdrew his sword and dropped the cane to the floor. Then he got into a fighting stance, his sword pointing out at McCadden.
McCadden ran to Anthony and tried to kick the sword out of his hand.
Anthony dropped to the ground and swung his leg, knocking McCadden down to the ground. Then he stood above her and brought the sword down to her chest.
Grabbing his wrist, McCadden managed to stop the sword from coming down. She and Anthony then struggled over the sword.
I ran over to them to try and help Anthony. When I reached them, McCadden kicked out at me, and I was hit in the chest. I flew backwards and hit my back on the balcony, getting the wind knocked out of me in the process.
Meanwhile, Anthony reached out and savagely ripped a large chunk of hair from McCadden. She screamed with pain and pushed Anthony back with all her might, using her legs.
McCadden got on her knees, her hand covering the place where Anthony ripped her hair off. "You bastard. I'm bleeding!" she yelled. Then she saw that Anthony was looking at her chunk of hair as if he was going to sniff it. "Look at your mute boyfriend, Angel," she said to me, smirking. "Seems he doesn't love you enough to stop smelling other women's hair."
Anthony moved the hair closer to his face, but at the last minute, he held out his arm, opening his hand. The strands of hair flew out into the wind and then out towards the ocean. It was Anthony's way of showing McCadden that she was nothing.
"You son of a bitch!" McCadden yelled. She got up and ran over to Anthony and kicked the sword from his hand.
Anthony hit McCadden on her shoulder. She dropped down to the ground and then gave a roundhouse kick, trying to trip him. Anthony jumped over her legs and then flipped up into the air, landing behind McCadden. Then he kicked her in the back and she feel to the ground.
McCadden got up quickly, before Anthony could run and grab his sword. She kicked him in the side of the face, leaving a long bloody gash on the side of his neck. Anthony screamed and then grabbed McCadden's leg and flipped her down to the ground. He kicked her hard in the ribs and then she kicked him under the chin. Anthony staggered backwards, blood coming out of his mouth and running down his neck. McCadden got up and then kicked Anthony in the shoulder. He fell back from the force of the kick, towards the edge of the balcony.
I watched helplessly, still getting my breath back, as Anthony fell over the balcony. I stood up and peered over the edge and watched him fall down to the rocks. I turned around and saw that McCadden was sneering at me.
"Don't worry," she said. "The Angel and the Mute shall be reunited in heaven-soon." Then she ran to me and I jumped up-flipping in the air and landing next to Anthony's sword.
I grabbed the sword and raised it high above my head. I gave a high- pitched shriek and I started to run towards McCadden, intent on stabbing her.
She dropped to the ground and tripped me. I got up quickly and swung the sword, slashing her shirt.
McCadden yelled as blood appeared on her blouse and kicked at me, hitting my stomach. I ran back at her and kicked her under her chin. Then I ran up to her and punched her in the nose, making it bleed. Reacting fast, McCadden then punched my own nose and it started to bleed furiously.
That set off a flurry of punches and kicks between the two of us. At first, McCadden was able to get in a lot of kicks, scratching my face and arms. And she also was able to kick the wound on my leg, and it started to bleed again.
After awhile though, I could see that she was weakening and I was able to kick her hard a few times. Then I kicked her legs and she fell to the ground. I wasted no time in ramming the sword down into McCadden's chest. "That's for Anthony," I hissed as she yelled out in pain. Then I pulled the sword out and took a few steps backwards. I fell down to my knees, completely exhausted.
"Dylan," I heard Natalie and Alex yell.
I looked up and saw them both come into the room.
"Are you okay?" Alex asked, seeing the cuts I had gotten.
I nodded and pointed to the cane.
Natalie picked it up and came over to me, giving it to me. Then she and Alex helped me stand up. "Where's Anthony?" Natalie asked.
Before I could answer, McCadden started to laugh; a crazy, wet laugh. Then she started to cough, and blood flowed down her mouth. "It's t-t-to late for you Angel, you s-still haven't won," she said. "T-there's a bomb set to g-go off a-a-at four." She started coughing heavily and then she gasped and went still. McCadden was dead.
"What time is it?" I asked quietly, clutching Anthony's cane.
"Two to four," Natalie said hollowly, looking down at her watch.
"Let's get out of here!" Alex cried.
"No!" I screamed. "Anthony, I have to get Anthony!"
"We don't have time Dylan," Alex said.
"He'll be killed!" I shrieked. I tried to run over to the balcony, but Natalie and Alex pulled me over to the stairs.
They rushed me down to the room and then down a hallway. After going down a few flights of stairs, we came out of the mission and Natalie and Alex pulled me, running as fast as we could to get away from the building. A huge explosion then knocked us all off our feet and we fell to the ground.
I got up quickly and turned to the mission. The destruction was so horrible that I pressed my hands to my mouth to silence a scream. The entire building had been leveled and even the towers had been destroyed. I was shocked.
I felt Alex and Natalie grab my arms. Their touch brought me back to reality and I started to scream, "Anthony! Anthony!" I was so distressed that tears fell down my cheeks and my throat quickly became hoarse from yelling Anthony's name.
There was the sound of sirens in the distance, so Natalie and Alex made me stop screaming and rushed me over to Natalie's car to get out of there before the police arrived.