A/N: Hey guys!! Really sorry to leave ya hanging like that. . . I thought I
finished the fight! Anyway, I actually own everything in this chapter!
YAY!!!! Go me, so. . . don't steal anything. . . or I'll sick Jess and Cole
on you! Don't know when the next section will be posted. . . as requested
by reviewer Bob-the-bear, the next chapter will be about Charmed.
Unfortunately, I haven't written it yet, so you have to wait. REVIEW!! Hope
you enjoy this one!!
~Sammy Solo
We stepped out of the bright streetlight and into the darkness beyond.
"Cole, not be rude or anything," I said. "But where did you learn to fight?"
"That was rude," Cole replied with a snort. A snicker ran through the spectators in the basement.
"I mean, you wouldn't join Tae Kwon Do with me," I explained. "Have you been taking classes and not telling me?"
"No, but I can still fight," he said defensively. "I'm a guy, and all guys can fight. Besides, if worse comes to worse, I'll distract them while you. . ."
"Well well, look what we have here." Cole and I both jumped as a shape slithered out of the shadows. As it took another step forward, the shape resolved itself into the form of a man's body. . . Spike.
"Such a gentleman," Spike continued with that awful, yellow smile on his face. "Walking the lady home? How about you give me your money, and maybe I'll let you two go safely."
I sighed dramatically. "Alright, Spike," I said, suppressing a snicker as his jaw dropped a few inches. How could I possibly know his name? "We've been through this before. Why not just let us go and save yourself a lot of pain?"
"Hey, kid, I. . . I ain't jokin' around here," he stammered, trying to cover his confusion with toughness. "If you don't cooperate, you're gonna regret it."
"Listen Spike, this is how it goes," Cole said with a cocky edge to his voice. "My friend and I are both black belts." It was harder to keep from laughing this time as Analise, Micaela, and Kyrsten burst into giggles. Cole, a black belt? Never. Cole rolled his eyes as my friends continued to laugh.
"Black belts, huh?" Spike's voice had suddenly become cockier than Cole's. "Let's see how a pair of black belts deals with this. Guys!"
Cole and I whirled around, facing the two large men as they stepped from the shadows. I slid into a fighting stance. Cole did the same, watching and copying my hand and foot placement.
"So, how do the two of us take on the three of them?" Cole asked nervously.
"Four of them," I corrected. "There's gonna be another behind us."
"Even better," Cole commented sarcastically. "What do we do?"
"Stay there," I said. I turned quickly and stood with my back against his. Spike held the red hilt in his hand, and with a swift movement of his wrist the knife extended.
"Why do I get the big guys?" Cole asked into my ear.
"Because I've got the guy with the knife," I replied, never taking my eyes off Spike. Another man stepped out of the shadows, the expected fourth opponent.
"This is you're last chance, kid," Spike said, pointing the knife directly at my chest. "Just give up, or you're gonna pay for it."
"Bring it on," I growled, and that was the only incentive Spike needed.
"Get 'em!" he yelled. Both men dove towards me. I threw up my leg, the inside of my right foot knocking Spike's knife hand aside. Without dropping my foot, I turned my hip and drove the heel of my sneaker into my other opponent's rib cage. As my right leg finally came down, I used that momentum to slam my elbow into Spike's chest.
As Spike stumbled back and grabbed his chest, I glanced over at Cole. He had a bloody nose, but he was still standing. His fists were pounding away at one the big guys. But where was the other?
My question was quickly answered. The other big guy came crawling out of the shadows. He climbed to his feet and drew his fist back, aiming at Cole's head.
"Cole, watch out!" My warning was echoed by three other voices. I had completely forgotten about Kyrsten, Micaela, and Analise.
At the sound of our yells, Cole turned to look at me.
"Duck!" I cried. I started to run for him, but suddenly my legs weren't under me anymore. I fell to the ground, my chin contacting solidly with the concrete. I bit my tongue hard and immediately tasted metallic blood in my mouth. I rolled to my right, unfortunately covering myself with filth. I scrambled to my feet, using the wall that was suddenly in front of me to help myself up. I felt something wet on my face. I reached up and wiped my hand across my chin. The fingers came away red.
"Had enough, kid?" asked the fourth guy. I was right back where I had started, facing both men, Spike still clutching the knife. Now I had something else to worry about, though: my back was to the wall this time.
"Guys, where's Cole?" I asked under my breath.
"He's coming, Jess," answered Analise.
As if on cue, the sound of running footsteps echoed down the street. Both men turned around, and in the gap between them I saw Cole charging forward. Spike raised his knife, ready to strike at Cole when he came close enough.
"Hey, Spike!" I called. As he turned, I got a short running start and leapt into the air. His eyes widened as my foot flew towards him.
SLAM! The knife careened away, and Spike hit the concrete hard. Not surprisingly, he didn't get back up.
I landed shakily, and when I got my balance, I turned to face my final opponent. His eyes were wide, his mouth gaping. Cole was standing next to him, feet and hands positioned in a bad interpretation of a fighting stance.
"Had enough yet?" Cole asked mockingly. The guy stumbled back a few steps, eyes jumping between Cole and me, as if trying to decide whether or not he was humble enough to run from a pair of kids.
I made the decision for him. "Get him!" I yelled. Cole and I ran towards him. All pride forgotten, the man turned and sprinted off down the street.
"We did it!" Cole cried. Laughing, Cole and I pulled each other into a tight embrace. My ear came just up to his chest, so as we touched I could hear his heart pounding. As our laughter subsided, I realized I didn't want him to let go of me. He pushed me away a little, so that I could look into his eyes. He looked at me differently than he looked at everyone else. I had noticed it before: something more seemed to shine in his eyes when he looked at me. My heart stopped in my chest as I felt his breath on my face. I'm nervous, I realized. It's only Cole. Why am I nervous? Cole reached out and wiped the blood from my chin, and his touch on face was enough to make my breath quicken.
As if on instinct, I leaned a little closer. I was surprised by my own actions. Then I noticed that he was doing the same thing. Our lips floated inches apart. Something deep inside me stirred. Oh my God, he's gonna kiss me!
"Uh. . . Cole? The machine's kinda beeping at us."
At the sound of Analise's voice, Cole and I both jumped and quickly pulled away from each other. I felt the heat rise in my face as Cole and I made eye contact again. He was also blushing. Would he really have kissed me? I wondered. What would have happened afterwards? What if. . . ?
Cole cleared his throat. "That means we'll be changing soon."
"Oh. Just wanted to make sure it wasn't gonna blow up or anything," Analise explained
"Nice moves," Cole said to me.
"Yeah," I said simply. Why can't I talk to him? I sound like an idiot. "Thanks for the help." God, am I that desperate to say something?
"No prob," he said, smiling that wonderful smile, his blue eyes shining. He didn't seem to be able to think of anything to say either. "I guess. . . "
And then I was falling again. I plunged into the darkness, left to my own confused thoughts. Will Cole be in my next adventure, too? As I continued to fall, I wasn't sure what I wanted the answer to be.
~Sammy Solo
We stepped out of the bright streetlight and into the darkness beyond.
"Cole, not be rude or anything," I said. "But where did you learn to fight?"
"That was rude," Cole replied with a snort. A snicker ran through the spectators in the basement.
"I mean, you wouldn't join Tae Kwon Do with me," I explained. "Have you been taking classes and not telling me?"
"No, but I can still fight," he said defensively. "I'm a guy, and all guys can fight. Besides, if worse comes to worse, I'll distract them while you. . ."
"Well well, look what we have here." Cole and I both jumped as a shape slithered out of the shadows. As it took another step forward, the shape resolved itself into the form of a man's body. . . Spike.
"Such a gentleman," Spike continued with that awful, yellow smile on his face. "Walking the lady home? How about you give me your money, and maybe I'll let you two go safely."
I sighed dramatically. "Alright, Spike," I said, suppressing a snicker as his jaw dropped a few inches. How could I possibly know his name? "We've been through this before. Why not just let us go and save yourself a lot of pain?"
"Hey, kid, I. . . I ain't jokin' around here," he stammered, trying to cover his confusion with toughness. "If you don't cooperate, you're gonna regret it."
"Listen Spike, this is how it goes," Cole said with a cocky edge to his voice. "My friend and I are both black belts." It was harder to keep from laughing this time as Analise, Micaela, and Kyrsten burst into giggles. Cole, a black belt? Never. Cole rolled his eyes as my friends continued to laugh.
"Black belts, huh?" Spike's voice had suddenly become cockier than Cole's. "Let's see how a pair of black belts deals with this. Guys!"
Cole and I whirled around, facing the two large men as they stepped from the shadows. I slid into a fighting stance. Cole did the same, watching and copying my hand and foot placement.
"So, how do the two of us take on the three of them?" Cole asked nervously.
"Four of them," I corrected. "There's gonna be another behind us."
"Even better," Cole commented sarcastically. "What do we do?"
"Stay there," I said. I turned quickly and stood with my back against his. Spike held the red hilt in his hand, and with a swift movement of his wrist the knife extended.
"Why do I get the big guys?" Cole asked into my ear.
"Because I've got the guy with the knife," I replied, never taking my eyes off Spike. Another man stepped out of the shadows, the expected fourth opponent.
"This is you're last chance, kid," Spike said, pointing the knife directly at my chest. "Just give up, or you're gonna pay for it."
"Bring it on," I growled, and that was the only incentive Spike needed.
"Get 'em!" he yelled. Both men dove towards me. I threw up my leg, the inside of my right foot knocking Spike's knife hand aside. Without dropping my foot, I turned my hip and drove the heel of my sneaker into my other opponent's rib cage. As my right leg finally came down, I used that momentum to slam my elbow into Spike's chest.
As Spike stumbled back and grabbed his chest, I glanced over at Cole. He had a bloody nose, but he was still standing. His fists were pounding away at one the big guys. But where was the other?
My question was quickly answered. The other big guy came crawling out of the shadows. He climbed to his feet and drew his fist back, aiming at Cole's head.
"Cole, watch out!" My warning was echoed by three other voices. I had completely forgotten about Kyrsten, Micaela, and Analise.
At the sound of our yells, Cole turned to look at me.
"Duck!" I cried. I started to run for him, but suddenly my legs weren't under me anymore. I fell to the ground, my chin contacting solidly with the concrete. I bit my tongue hard and immediately tasted metallic blood in my mouth. I rolled to my right, unfortunately covering myself with filth. I scrambled to my feet, using the wall that was suddenly in front of me to help myself up. I felt something wet on my face. I reached up and wiped my hand across my chin. The fingers came away red.
"Had enough, kid?" asked the fourth guy. I was right back where I had started, facing both men, Spike still clutching the knife. Now I had something else to worry about, though: my back was to the wall this time.
"Guys, where's Cole?" I asked under my breath.
"He's coming, Jess," answered Analise.
As if on cue, the sound of running footsteps echoed down the street. Both men turned around, and in the gap between them I saw Cole charging forward. Spike raised his knife, ready to strike at Cole when he came close enough.
"Hey, Spike!" I called. As he turned, I got a short running start and leapt into the air. His eyes widened as my foot flew towards him.
SLAM! The knife careened away, and Spike hit the concrete hard. Not surprisingly, he didn't get back up.
I landed shakily, and when I got my balance, I turned to face my final opponent. His eyes were wide, his mouth gaping. Cole was standing next to him, feet and hands positioned in a bad interpretation of a fighting stance.
"Had enough yet?" Cole asked mockingly. The guy stumbled back a few steps, eyes jumping between Cole and me, as if trying to decide whether or not he was humble enough to run from a pair of kids.
I made the decision for him. "Get him!" I yelled. Cole and I ran towards him. All pride forgotten, the man turned and sprinted off down the street.
"We did it!" Cole cried. Laughing, Cole and I pulled each other into a tight embrace. My ear came just up to his chest, so as we touched I could hear his heart pounding. As our laughter subsided, I realized I didn't want him to let go of me. He pushed me away a little, so that I could look into his eyes. He looked at me differently than he looked at everyone else. I had noticed it before: something more seemed to shine in his eyes when he looked at me. My heart stopped in my chest as I felt his breath on my face. I'm nervous, I realized. It's only Cole. Why am I nervous? Cole reached out and wiped the blood from my chin, and his touch on face was enough to make my breath quicken.
As if on instinct, I leaned a little closer. I was surprised by my own actions. Then I noticed that he was doing the same thing. Our lips floated inches apart. Something deep inside me stirred. Oh my God, he's gonna kiss me!
"Uh. . . Cole? The machine's kinda beeping at us."
At the sound of Analise's voice, Cole and I both jumped and quickly pulled away from each other. I felt the heat rise in my face as Cole and I made eye contact again. He was also blushing. Would he really have kissed me? I wondered. What would have happened afterwards? What if. . . ?
Cole cleared his throat. "That means we'll be changing soon."
"Oh. Just wanted to make sure it wasn't gonna blow up or anything," Analise explained
"Nice moves," Cole said to me.
"Yeah," I said simply. Why can't I talk to him? I sound like an idiot. "Thanks for the help." God, am I that desperate to say something?
"No prob," he said, smiling that wonderful smile, his blue eyes shining. He didn't seem to be able to think of anything to say either. "I guess. . . "
And then I was falling again. I plunged into the darkness, left to my own confused thoughts. Will Cole be in my next adventure, too? As I continued to fall, I wasn't sure what I wanted the answer to be.