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Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXV A Fight to the Death Dylan
Anthony and I were released from our chairs by Jacob. I was first, and
as soon as I stood up, Norris pulled a gun out of his jacket and pointed it at me.
"If you try and get away," Norris said. "I'll kill you." He walked over to me and grabbed my upper arm.
Jacob, meanwhile, had untied Anthony and helped him to stand. Then he pulled out a gun from his own jacket. He pushed Anthony, who walked around the table towards the doors that he had come out of earlier.
Norris gave me a small push then, and I too started to walk towards the
doors.
Jacob opened one of the doors and shoved Anthony so hard that he fell on the floor inside the room.
I walked into the room and looked around as Jacob helped Anthony stand up.
The room was circular and very plain. The only decorations, if you could call them that, were various weapons like swords and pistols hanging on the
walls. I then realized what this room was.
"You catch on quickly, don't you Dylan?" Norris said, a pleased expression on his face. "This room was Jacob's idea. A place where we could bring people who try and go against us."
"And what," I said. "You have a fight to the death?"
Norris just smiled- and I got my answer.
"Father," Jacob then said. "Do you want me to get some swords or let them free first?"
"Get the weapons first Jacob," Norris said. "I will keep an eye on these two."
Anthony stumbled over to me and touched my hands with his own bound ones in a reassuring way.
"You know Dylan," Norris said, watching us. "I thought that you would pick a better man to sleep with or whatever it is you two do."
I felt my cheeks flush with anger, and I stepped forward suddenly.
Anthony grabbed my arm and stopped me before I could get myself shot.
Jacob came back to where we were standing, four swords in their scabbards in his arms. He set them down on the table that was next to Norris. Then he took out one sword and walked over to me and Anthony. He cut through the ropes that held my wrists together, and then did the same to Anthony. Jacob walked back to the table and set the sword down. He pulled a key out of his jacket and then took the handcuffs and chains off me and Anthony.
Norris waited for Jacob to pull out his gun and point it at us before he turned and walked over to the table with swords on it. He pulled two out of their scabbards and slid them along the tile floor to me and Anthony.
"Pick those up, slowly," Jacob said, his finger on the trigger of his gun.
Anthony and I knelt down and picked up the swords, both of which had blades like Anthony's cane sword. All four of the swords Jacob brought had the same type of blades.
Norris had withdrew the last sword and then he placed his gun on the table. He grabbed the sword Jacob had used earlier. He then walked over to his son and handed him his sword.
Jacob then threw his gun behind him. It sailed out of the room and back towards the table where we had been earlier.
The next thing I knew, Norris was attacking me, brandishing his sword like a madman.
I did my best to try to defend myself every time Norris tried to cut me, but it was hard the way he would slash at me.
Norris seemed to be aware of the difficulty I was having fighting him, and he attacked me more viciously. At that point the edge of his blade cut me on my arms and then stomach.
Although he was winning, Norris forehead began to drip with sweat.
I saw that and I realized what I could do to beat him. I let him continue to slash at me, and I did my best to keep him from wounding me fatally.
Finally, Norris began to grow weak and his slash were become less and less strong.
I saw my chance then and I kicked him squarely in the chest.
Norris flew back and hit the wall with a thud. He then slid to the ground, unconscious.
I turned to see if I could help Anthony at all.
Jacob and Anthony had somehow gone to the back of the room. Both had small cuts all over their upper bodies that were bleeding slightly.
I ran towards them, and I could see that Jacob was winning. If he managed to push Anthony against the wall, Jacob would kill him. At that thought, I put on an extra burst of speed with my sword ready to strike. When I got to Jacob, he already had Anthony pushed up against the wall and was about to stab him when I acted. I thrust my sword through Jacob's heart, so hard that the other end of the blade protruded from his chest.
Jacob looked down at the blade and then he gasped in pain as I pulled the sword from his body. He turned to face me and he hissed, "Bitch. Murderer!" He then collapsed on his knees and screamed, "Mother!" as he fell to the ground. He was dead.
I dropped my sword and stepped over Jacob's body, throwing my arms around Anthony. "I just killed my brother," I said, hugging him tightly.
"H-half brother," Anthony said, holding me tightly with one arm.
I pushed away from him slightly and asked, "Are you okay?"
"F-fine," Anthony answered. "And-" He stopped suddenly and threw me to the side.
As I fell to the floor, I heard Norris scream, "Let me to her you son of a bitch! She killed my son!"
I turned my head and saw that Norris was trying his hardest to get past
Anthony.
They started to fight then, Norris trying to kill Anthony, and Anthony trying to keep Norris away from me.
Only a few minutes into the fight, I could see that Norris was beginning to tire, and he was going to strike out at Anthony with all the strength he
had left. "Look out!" I yelled to Anthony.
Without a moments hesitation, Anthony thrust his sword straight into Norris' heart.
Norris had been thrusting his sword at the same time, and it cut through Anthony's arm. Then he dropped to the ground next to Jacob and closed his eyes- he was dead.
Disclaimer: I don't own Charlie's Angels or its characters.
XXV A Fight to the Death Dylan
Anthony and I were released from our chairs by Jacob. I was first, and
as soon as I stood up, Norris pulled a gun out of his jacket and pointed it at me.
"If you try and get away," Norris said. "I'll kill you." He walked over to me and grabbed my upper arm.
Jacob, meanwhile, had untied Anthony and helped him to stand. Then he pulled out a gun from his own jacket. He pushed Anthony, who walked around the table towards the doors that he had come out of earlier.
Norris gave me a small push then, and I too started to walk towards the
doors.
Jacob opened one of the doors and shoved Anthony so hard that he fell on the floor inside the room.
I walked into the room and looked around as Jacob helped Anthony stand up.
The room was circular and very plain. The only decorations, if you could call them that, were various weapons like swords and pistols hanging on the
walls. I then realized what this room was.
"You catch on quickly, don't you Dylan?" Norris said, a pleased expression on his face. "This room was Jacob's idea. A place where we could bring people who try and go against us."
"And what," I said. "You have a fight to the death?"
Norris just smiled- and I got my answer.
"Father," Jacob then said. "Do you want me to get some swords or let them free first?"
"Get the weapons first Jacob," Norris said. "I will keep an eye on these two."
Anthony stumbled over to me and touched my hands with his own bound ones in a reassuring way.
"You know Dylan," Norris said, watching us. "I thought that you would pick a better man to sleep with or whatever it is you two do."
I felt my cheeks flush with anger, and I stepped forward suddenly.
Anthony grabbed my arm and stopped me before I could get myself shot.
Jacob came back to where we were standing, four swords in their scabbards in his arms. He set them down on the table that was next to Norris. Then he took out one sword and walked over to me and Anthony. He cut through the ropes that held my wrists together, and then did the same to Anthony. Jacob walked back to the table and set the sword down. He pulled a key out of his jacket and then took the handcuffs and chains off me and Anthony.
Norris waited for Jacob to pull out his gun and point it at us before he turned and walked over to the table with swords on it. He pulled two out of their scabbards and slid them along the tile floor to me and Anthony.
"Pick those up, slowly," Jacob said, his finger on the trigger of his gun.
Anthony and I knelt down and picked up the swords, both of which had blades like Anthony's cane sword. All four of the swords Jacob brought had the same type of blades.
Norris had withdrew the last sword and then he placed his gun on the table. He grabbed the sword Jacob had used earlier. He then walked over to his son and handed him his sword.
Jacob then threw his gun behind him. It sailed out of the room and back towards the table where we had been earlier.
The next thing I knew, Norris was attacking me, brandishing his sword like a madman.
I did my best to try to defend myself every time Norris tried to cut me, but it was hard the way he would slash at me.
Norris seemed to be aware of the difficulty I was having fighting him, and he attacked me more viciously. At that point the edge of his blade cut me on my arms and then stomach.
Although he was winning, Norris forehead began to drip with sweat.
I saw that and I realized what I could do to beat him. I let him continue to slash at me, and I did my best to keep him from wounding me fatally.
Finally, Norris began to grow weak and his slash were become less and less strong.
I saw my chance then and I kicked him squarely in the chest.
Norris flew back and hit the wall with a thud. He then slid to the ground, unconscious.
I turned to see if I could help Anthony at all.
Jacob and Anthony had somehow gone to the back of the room. Both had small cuts all over their upper bodies that were bleeding slightly.
I ran towards them, and I could see that Jacob was winning. If he managed to push Anthony against the wall, Jacob would kill him. At that thought, I put on an extra burst of speed with my sword ready to strike. When I got to Jacob, he already had Anthony pushed up against the wall and was about to stab him when I acted. I thrust my sword through Jacob's heart, so hard that the other end of the blade protruded from his chest.
Jacob looked down at the blade and then he gasped in pain as I pulled the sword from his body. He turned to face me and he hissed, "Bitch. Murderer!" He then collapsed on his knees and screamed, "Mother!" as he fell to the ground. He was dead.
I dropped my sword and stepped over Jacob's body, throwing my arms around Anthony. "I just killed my brother," I said, hugging him tightly.
"H-half brother," Anthony said, holding me tightly with one arm.
I pushed away from him slightly and asked, "Are you okay?"
"F-fine," Anthony answered. "And-" He stopped suddenly and threw me to the side.
As I fell to the floor, I heard Norris scream, "Let me to her you son of a bitch! She killed my son!"
I turned my head and saw that Norris was trying his hardest to get past
Anthony.
They started to fight then, Norris trying to kill Anthony, and Anthony trying to keep Norris away from me.
Only a few minutes into the fight, I could see that Norris was beginning to tire, and he was going to strike out at Anthony with all the strength he
had left. "Look out!" I yelled to Anthony.
Without a moments hesitation, Anthony thrust his sword straight into Norris' heart.
Norris had been thrusting his sword at the same time, and it cut through Anthony's arm. Then he dropped to the ground next to Jacob and closed his eyes- he was dead.