Chapter 4. Silenced Fury UNLEASHED!!!
OR
A Noble ASS-WHOOPING!!!
(YOU decide!)
"…" In the blink of an eye, The Mute Killer had zoomed over to Quatre.
"Tro—OOPH!!!" Quatre TRIED to say something, but Trowa's speeding fist in the gut made otherwise. "AAAAyh!!!! No----" Quatre managed to scream as Trowa lifted the Blonde Creampuff up by the hair and tossed him into a wall. "OOOOOWCH!!!" He groaned as he slid down the wall.
Oh, man!!!! I went from mini-badass to Mute Boy's punching bag in a matter of seconds! He realized as he staggered to his feet and wobbled around. What's his mal anyway??!?!
Wufei was beyond shocked. "Oh shit!!! Quatre!??! Can't you take him!?!? That was a fluke, right?!??!" Then Wu-Bear made eye contact with Trowa, "Oh my DAMN---YIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!!!"
Trowa spun kicked Wufei through the police station doors. The Dragon Pilot went sliding across the stylish marbled floor. Then he went head first, down some steps leading towards the lobby……. "OW-OW-OW-OW-OOOOW!!!!" (CRAAAAP, man!).
Wufei wanted to just play dead so the assault would end, but when he heard Quatre squealing in pain, Wufei got up and cursed himself.
When Lil Dragon Wu-Wu got outside he saw that Trowa had the poor kid in a leg lock on the ground. The Closet Contortionist was crushing Quatre's neck for all it was worth. Quatre was kicking and struggling to break out, and Trowa actually grabbed one of the Medic's arms and started to pull it out of socket!!!
"…" The Evil Trowa smirked as Quatre's struggles started to weaken.
"For the love of Buddha!!!! Let him go!! You sick fuck!" Wufei yelled as he pounced upon Trowa. Placing the Unibanged Tyrant in a headlock, Wufei pounded his elbow into the top of his head.
Trowa released one of his legs from around Quatre's neck and launched the other of his gangly limb up (SQUEEEEEEEAK!)----kicking Wufei in the face from behind. As Wufei faltered to the ground Trowa slammed his elbow into his face. Then with, the same arm, he grabbed Wufei by the collar and threw him through the police station doors (AGAIN).
This time, Preventer Snap Dragon went flying across the marbled floors, and into the water fountain, in the center of the lobby area. Wufei wanted to play dead, but he was under 12 inches of water, so he got up and raced back into the fight… cursing himself all the while. WHY!!!?? WHY??!? Must I have this sense of JUSTICE!!!?? He's just gonna kick my ass again and…INJUSTICE!!!!
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With Trowa's death-hold loosened from attacking Wufei, Quatre managed to break free and make some distance from his crazed friend.
"W-why are you… Trying to… kill me… I thought we were friends?!" Quatre choked as Trowa went stalking towards him again. "Trowa….?!?!"
"…" The Tall Terror growled at Quatre. He cracked his heavily garbed knuckles and took a swing…
Trowa missed, and received Quatre's fist in the neck. The Noble of the Police Force grabbed Trowa's arm and slung him across the ground. He slid into the police station entrance (SquEEEEEEEEak!). Before Trowa could roll over and flip to his feet---Quatre leaped into the air (like a freak), and landed upon the Silencer's chest.
"Hic!?!?" The Muted Assassin gagged--- having ALL the air in his lungs shot out of him. He quickly recovered and rolled right from under him. Trowa spun his body upon the floor in order to get up, kicking Quatre several times in the process. Then he flipped to his feet and grabbed the boy by the back of the neck.
"Grrr!!!" Trowa kneed a dazed Quatre in the stomach and elbow-dropped on the center of his spine. He stood over him and got ready to step on his head----"…!!!"
Wufei speared Trowa in the side, slamming him into floor. Trowa grabbed hold of Wufei's ponytail and slung him across the ground. As Wufei got up he took out his sword and went after Trowa's neck. Trowa grabbed the blade just inches away…. with his hair (un-fucking-believably so), punched Wufei in the gut and kicked him back inside the police station.
This time Wufei ended up inside the lobby desk of the police station.
Wufei didn't play dead---for he was unconscious.
That only leaves Quatre….. Who was still trying to recover from the last attack by his former frin-turned-Maniacal-Sadist.
"…" Trowa roared with all his muted might……?!?!?!
Quatre felt a Zero-System attack coming on and released a creepy cackle in response. "KYA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-YA-EYI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI!!! I'LL DESTROY EVERYTHING!!! EVERYTHING!!! THEY'LL PAY FOR WHAT THEY'VE DONE!!! I WILL DESTROY EVERy…… thing…..????" Quatre went back to normal and looked around all lost. "Huh? What was that all about?"
"???" Beastly Acting Trowa shrugged before sending his foot into Quatre's gut.
The Blonde Victim of Ally Abuse went flying into the police station wall… next to the entrance. "OWCH!" He yelled as he fell to the ground.
Trowa stomped over to Quatre ready to smash his head into the ground with his big foot. However, Quatre avoided the attack by rolling out of the way. He followed by kicking the Lanky Terror in the crotch. The Former Pacifist quickly got up, and clotheslined Shin Trowa in the neck---slamming him into the floor. Quatre was not finished with his former Idolized Preventer. He landed upon Trowa's chest with an elbow drop. As Trowa body jolted from the impact of the small but insanely heavy Lil' Guy--- Quatre smashed his other elbow into his face….
This knocked Trowa the wholly FUCK out.
His squeaky, vinyl-clad ass moved no more.
Quatre was relieved and worn out. He laid upon the ground for a short while---using Trowa as a cushion (of DOOM) for his aching spine before getting up. He stood over his fallen and once again traitorous comrade in utter remorse. Quatre's magnum (which he had NO intentions of using against a frin) was aimed for Trowa's head in case he decided to get up and start some shit again. After a few minutes, Quatre decided to leave Trowa and enter the police station.
Quatre found his way to the reception desk. Wufei was STILL laid out across the desktop. He kneeled over Angry Lad and checked to see if he was REALLY was out or just playing. Quatre frowned, realizing Wufei was unconscious. He hoisted Wufei upon his shoulders, picking up his sword in the process as well, and walked into the detective's office.
As he entered elongated room he noticed several zombies lurching towards him. Instantly plopping his disabled ally to the floor Quatre took out the first 4 zombies with his Magnum. He was in the middle of reloading when the 5th zombie approached him. Quatre took hold of Wufei's sword and chopped off his head. By the time the 6th zombie got near Quatre (plus deadweight) he had already finished reloading the gun and fired a bullet through the creature's head.
When that was finished, Quatre hoisted Wufei upon his shoulders and headed towards the other end of the room….
In the hallway leading to the second floor of the Lemur City Police Station, Quatre managed to sneak up on a couple of zombies hanging out in the path. He dropped Wufei to the floor and kicked the zombie secretary in the bum, causing her to flying across the floor and into a guy zombie. Quatre raced towards them and skewered them with his superior's sword like a shish-ka-bob.
This was getting to be TOO damn enjoyable for our Sweet Lil' Blonde Boy.
Another zombie approached Quatre from the side, only to have the same sword ran through his eye. Bored, yet exhausted, Quatre side kicked it into a wall next to the film development room. He took a peek inside----It looked safe. So, he decided to go back, pick up Wu-Tang Chang and rest inside.
Mr. Winner placed Mr. Chang upon the desk, before locking the room door. When he turned around he noticed a typewriter and a storage bin nearby. Just like in the Parasol Mansion. Quatre thought before taking refuge upon the swivel chair next to the desk. Quatre released a reluctant sigh as he thought about the events from tonight and wondered what the hell will all this lead to. Then he started to dread the outcome of it all. Finally, his head dropped and Quatre was fast asleep.