Crimson kiss
Chapter 4: Fight to the finish
Crimson Blade then leapt into the air and zoomed at Matt, smacking him right in the chest. The boy was sent flying into the audience and crashed into the chairs. Eyes glazed with hatred, Matt tried to get back on his feet. But his spine now throbbed with pain, and he fell to his knees, moaning over his collision.
"Oh, YES! That felt good." Said Crimson Blade, who was on the verge of giggles. "Now, I'm going to take your friends—or what's left of them—and tear them to pieces. You are quite fortunate to be able to witness this. Maybe I should let you live longer—just long enough for you to run home and tell the neighborhood that your friends were killed and it's all because you decided to start a killing revolution on me."
And with that, Crimson Blade turned and tiptoed toward the crosses, savoring every second possible.
"NO!" Cried Matt. He sprang to life, dashed up the stairs, and tackled the evil jigsaw person. Matt then turned his enemy over, so that Crimson Blade's eyes looked directly into his. He then grabbed Hacker's half of the hair and pulled it, no longer thinking about his back. In fact, he stopped thinking about his friends—all that mattered now was do as much harm to Crimson Blade as possible.
"You..." He roared, "have robbed me of my friends and my very way of life. I can't forgive you anymore! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THIS!"
Crimson Blade's legs kicked Matt into the air, causing him to take a big fall on his already injured spine. After getting up, he/she yawned. "Oh, this is standard news to me. 'You're going to die, Crimson Blade!' So what else is new? Except you will die instead of me. I mean, admit it Matt! Here you are, sprawled on the floor, twitching in agony. It's hopeless! You don't even have the stamina left to save your own friends. And believe me, there's not much left that's keeping me from strangling you on the spot.
"But I'm willing to make a deal with you. Apologize for all the times you killed me, and I'll let your friends live. I'll put them in the hospital, and then kill you painlessly. A win-win situation, don't you think?"
For a moment, Matt considered this, and he began to despair. I have to do this. It's better for Inez, Jackie, and Digit. They don't deserve this. Apologies? That's not too much to ask.
Yet he jerked his mind the other way. You coward. How can you trust this lunatic to keep his/her end of the bargain? He's/She's a cold-blooded killer, and you know it. It's better to lose my friends trying to save them. The girls and Digit wouldn't understand if I placed their fates in the hands of the one who broke them.
Finally, he gasped, "Yeah? Why don't you go tell Hacker your sad story, because I am NOT interested!"
And as soon as he finished, Matt grabbed Crimson Blade's leg and jerked it. The figure lost its balance and fell, rubbing its injured leg. But Crimson Blade did not notice that he/she let go of the remote.
Matt crawled toward it, and pressed the EJECT button.
It worked like he wanted. Whatever was binding the girls and Digit now stopped working, and the three of them fell to the ground, still motionless.
Blood trickling out of his mouth, Matt got up to face the already standing Crimson Blade. For another deadly moment they stared at one another, both faces showing equal loathing.
Finally, Crimson Blade scoffed. "Very familiar, isn't it, Matt? This is just like the final showdown between you and Inez. Except this time, you have no Resplandor to save your sorry derrière. And I know dozens of ways to kill you with my bare hands. Though I'm sure one will be enough for your grand exit. But first..."
Crimson Blade's voice gave out. Without warning, he/she turned around and swooped over the girls and Digit like a vulture diving for a dead animal.
And all of a sudden, Matt went nuts. His anger and grief rose to a level so dangerous, a surge of energy filled his body and began driving him to perform something Matt never dreamed he could do.
Matt leaped into the air and performed a flying kick to the back of Crimson Blade's head. The kick was so powerful, it sent the big dummy crashing into the three crosses, which was followed by a miracle. The projectiles broke, and were sent flying into the golden organ. The impact was so tremendous, several of the front pipes were severed, and fell to the ground—right on top of Crimson Blade's chest!
The pipes completely flattened Crimson Blade like a waffle. The only thing that wasn't covered was his/her head. The evil villain then let out shrieks and roars of pain, but there was nothing more he/she could do. With his/her last breath, Crimson Blade gurgled painfully,
"You know what you've done? You've gone and killed me again. I mean, what do you want from me, blood?"
And that head then drooped to the left shoulder, eyes closed, and no smile.
Matt took one last look at Crimson Blade, glaring in disgust. Then he sucked up his saliva and spit into the face of his now fallen enemy.
And even before the spit landed, Matt rushed to his unconscious friends, half-blinded by tears, his spirit shattered, and his strength completely gone. Just before collapsing, he took out his Sqwak pad, dialed Motherboard, and gasped, "Portal..."
Chapter 4: Fight to the finish
Crimson Blade then leapt into the air and zoomed at Matt, smacking him right in the chest. The boy was sent flying into the audience and crashed into the chairs. Eyes glazed with hatred, Matt tried to get back on his feet. But his spine now throbbed with pain, and he fell to his knees, moaning over his collision.
"Oh, YES! That felt good." Said Crimson Blade, who was on the verge of giggles. "Now, I'm going to take your friends—or what's left of them—and tear them to pieces. You are quite fortunate to be able to witness this. Maybe I should let you live longer—just long enough for you to run home and tell the neighborhood that your friends were killed and it's all because you decided to start a killing revolution on me."
And with that, Crimson Blade turned and tiptoed toward the crosses, savoring every second possible.
"NO!" Cried Matt. He sprang to life, dashed up the stairs, and tackled the evil jigsaw person. Matt then turned his enemy over, so that Crimson Blade's eyes looked directly into his. He then grabbed Hacker's half of the hair and pulled it, no longer thinking about his back. In fact, he stopped thinking about his friends—all that mattered now was do as much harm to Crimson Blade as possible.
"You..." He roared, "have robbed me of my friends and my very way of life. I can't forgive you anymore! I'LL KILL YOU FOR THIS!"
Crimson Blade's legs kicked Matt into the air, causing him to take a big fall on his already injured spine. After getting up, he/she yawned. "Oh, this is standard news to me. 'You're going to die, Crimson Blade!' So what else is new? Except you will die instead of me. I mean, admit it Matt! Here you are, sprawled on the floor, twitching in agony. It's hopeless! You don't even have the stamina left to save your own friends. And believe me, there's not much left that's keeping me from strangling you on the spot.
"But I'm willing to make a deal with you. Apologize for all the times you killed me, and I'll let your friends live. I'll put them in the hospital, and then kill you painlessly. A win-win situation, don't you think?"
For a moment, Matt considered this, and he began to despair. I have to do this. It's better for Inez, Jackie, and Digit. They don't deserve this. Apologies? That's not too much to ask.
Yet he jerked his mind the other way. You coward. How can you trust this lunatic to keep his/her end of the bargain? He's/She's a cold-blooded killer, and you know it. It's better to lose my friends trying to save them. The girls and Digit wouldn't understand if I placed their fates in the hands of the one who broke them.
Finally, he gasped, "Yeah? Why don't you go tell Hacker your sad story, because I am NOT interested!"
And as soon as he finished, Matt grabbed Crimson Blade's leg and jerked it. The figure lost its balance and fell, rubbing its injured leg. But Crimson Blade did not notice that he/she let go of the remote.
Matt crawled toward it, and pressed the EJECT button.
It worked like he wanted. Whatever was binding the girls and Digit now stopped working, and the three of them fell to the ground, still motionless.
Blood trickling out of his mouth, Matt got up to face the already standing Crimson Blade. For another deadly moment they stared at one another, both faces showing equal loathing.
Finally, Crimson Blade scoffed. "Very familiar, isn't it, Matt? This is just like the final showdown between you and Inez. Except this time, you have no Resplandor to save your sorry derrière. And I know dozens of ways to kill you with my bare hands. Though I'm sure one will be enough for your grand exit. But first..."
Crimson Blade's voice gave out. Without warning, he/she turned around and swooped over the girls and Digit like a vulture diving for a dead animal.
And all of a sudden, Matt went nuts. His anger and grief rose to a level so dangerous, a surge of energy filled his body and began driving him to perform something Matt never dreamed he could do.
Matt leaped into the air and performed a flying kick to the back of Crimson Blade's head. The kick was so powerful, it sent the big dummy crashing into the three crosses, which was followed by a miracle. The projectiles broke, and were sent flying into the golden organ. The impact was so tremendous, several of the front pipes were severed, and fell to the ground—right on top of Crimson Blade's chest!
The pipes completely flattened Crimson Blade like a waffle. The only thing that wasn't covered was his/her head. The evil villain then let out shrieks and roars of pain, but there was nothing more he/she could do. With his/her last breath, Crimson Blade gurgled painfully,
"You know what you've done? You've gone and killed me again. I mean, what do you want from me, blood?"
And that head then drooped to the left shoulder, eyes closed, and no smile.
Matt took one last look at Crimson Blade, glaring in disgust. Then he sucked up his saliva and spit into the face of his now fallen enemy.
And even before the spit landed, Matt rushed to his unconscious friends, half-blinded by tears, his spirit shattered, and his strength completely gone. Just before collapsing, he took out his Sqwak pad, dialed Motherboard, and gasped, "Portal..."