Disclaimer: OMG LOOKIT ME NOT OWNING STUFF! Spider-Man and all related characters are copyright Marvel.
Author's Note: Hey! I'm glad people still read this thing. And now, for the fight scene! But, as you can easily tell, I stink at those! I shall get better, I hope. --;;
Chapter 8: Rescue
Patty gulped once as the shorter goon charged for her, and threw a hard uppercut to her jaw. She had tried to back away from the punch, and as a result her head snapped back with the motion of the shorter guy's fist. Recovering quickly, the odd-eyed college student followed her body's motion backwards and turned the fall into a back handspring. After landing on her feet in a crouch, the other two thugs descended on her.
The thug closest to her pulled out a short knife and brandished it, slicing it up through the material of her two shirts and skin on her stomach. She grunted and looked down at the open slash wound peeking out from under her shirts, and winced as she felt her skin bubble and surge together to erase the slash painfully from existence. The thugs stared at her, and the most vocal of the group ventured the question on everybody's minds. "What the fuck are you?"
Patty grinned. "I'm unique." She rushed forward and shoulder-butted the man with the knife, stealing the knife from his possession and holding it in her left hand. She began lashing out with her new weapon, drawing streaks of blood left and right but taking a beauty's batch of punches in the process. Her jaw rattled from a recent right hook, and she stumbled back into the wall a few feet from the ringleader. As he was about to try to hold her down, she wrapped her arms around his waist and, with much arm-straining effort, threw the wriggling and cursing man into the others. They fell backwards, grunting with the effort of escaping their leader's bulk, while the leader had knocked his head on the ground and was now out cold.
Patty wiped a spot of blood from her cheek, the cut that bled it being long gone. She advanced on the ground-bound thugs, holding her knife high above her head like a stereotypical serial killer, causing the three young men to shake and cry out. But she merely tossed the knife aside, preferring to use her foot to strike the heads of the thugs until they too had fallen into unconsciousness.
The college student turned on the one holding the younger girl, clicking her tongue. His eyes widened as she stooped to pick up the wrench that his leader had dropped, and thumped it against her hand. The rain streamed down her head and back, pounding the ground in sheets. The last thug member whimpered and attempted to run, but was met with the wrench in the center of his forehead. As he froze in shock, Patty kneed him in the groin, and pulled back quickly to perform a roundhouse kick to his head that caused him to crumple to the ground.
After inspecting each fallen young man to be sure they didn't need emergency care (well, they did, but she didn't really care other than the fact that at least most of them would survive), she looked over to the girl. Patty was hunched over her latest knockout, her odd eyes piercing through her dark hair now plastered to her pale face. She looked like a demon, a soul-eater more specifically. "You alright?" She called out through the pouring rain, having to raise her voice to be heard over the deafening sounds of the raindrops panging against the gutters of the buildings above.
The girl whimpered, rubbing her wrists gently as she crossed the alley to Patty. She placed a hand on the older girl's shoulder, trying to get a good look at her rescuer.
Patty arched a skeptical brow as she stood, bringing the girl up with her. "What?"
"I...I just...I always thought Spiderman was a woman..." She smiled brightly.
Patty froze. Spiderman? Her? It was impossible, and rather ludicrous besides. "Erm, I hate to break it to you, but...I'm not Spiderman."
The girl giggled. "Don't worry, I won't tell anybody."
"No...really...you honestly think that guy in spandex could be me? I couldn't even fit into the spandex suit." She laughed almost nervously.
The girl thought for a moment. "No...I guess not...I mean, you're not fat or anything." She backpedaled quickly, because it was true. Patty was lanky and thin, and rather strong, as she had displayed. "But it's just...I guess Spiderman has to be male. He's rather stubborn, right?" The girl laughed, some of the rainwater spilling into her open mouth without her notice.
Patty nodded with a bit of a smile. "Yeah, I guess that makes sense." She looked around the alley. "Well, it's about 2:30 now." She mentally applauded herself for getting a waterproof watch. "Were you heading anywhere, or what?"
The girl shook her head, her eyes training on Patty's face. A few minutes ago, the older girl's face had been covered in an array of cuts and quick-forming bruises, and now it was good as new. She then looked down, unconsciously pulling at Patty's shirt to see the site of the large knife gouge.
Patty's eyes widened, and she quickly backed up, pulling her bloodstained shirt and torso away from the girl. "What? Is my skin that fascinating?" She snapped, rather defensively.
The girl whimpered an apology. "I'm sorry...it's just...you were hurt...and now you're fine...what's that about...?"
Patty sighed. Great, she'd have to come up with a good lie about this. "Well, if you eat a lot of Vitamin K, you heal very quickly."
The girl's brow arched. "Really? You'll heal in seconds? That's not possible..."
"Errr...of course it is. I'm living proof!" Patty stated rather harshly, causing the girl to recoil fearfully. "Oh...sorry...I'm just a little touchy about that...I mean, you saw how my wounds closed up like that. You saw me do that to those guys..." She gestured through the curtains of rain to the fallen thugs. "I'm just...a bit nervous...since...well....what I just did...it isn't exactly normal." She smiled nervously, scratching the back of her neck with her right hand.
The girl giggled. "Don't worry. I didn't see anything." She furrowed her brows. "Thank you." She stated honestly, sincerely. "I guess I didn't thank you yet. So thank you. I don't want to think about what would have happened to me if you hadn't showed up." She wrapped the older girl in a swift hug, and grinned as she pulled back. "Y'know, you should talk to Spidey. You two would work wonders together." With that, she dashed from the alley, and Patty never saw her again.
Author's Note: Hey! I'm glad people still read this thing. And now, for the fight scene! But, as you can easily tell, I stink at those! I shall get better, I hope. --;;
Patty gulped once as the shorter goon charged for her, and threw a hard uppercut to her jaw. She had tried to back away from the punch, and as a result her head snapped back with the motion of the shorter guy's fist. Recovering quickly, the odd-eyed college student followed her body's motion backwards and turned the fall into a back handspring. After landing on her feet in a crouch, the other two thugs descended on her.
The thug closest to her pulled out a short knife and brandished it, slicing it up through the material of her two shirts and skin on her stomach. She grunted and looked down at the open slash wound peeking out from under her shirts, and winced as she felt her skin bubble and surge together to erase the slash painfully from existence. The thugs stared at her, and the most vocal of the group ventured the question on everybody's minds. "What the fuck are you?"
Patty grinned. "I'm unique." She rushed forward and shoulder-butted the man with the knife, stealing the knife from his possession and holding it in her left hand. She began lashing out with her new weapon, drawing streaks of blood left and right but taking a beauty's batch of punches in the process. Her jaw rattled from a recent right hook, and she stumbled back into the wall a few feet from the ringleader. As he was about to try to hold her down, she wrapped her arms around his waist and, with much arm-straining effort, threw the wriggling and cursing man into the others. They fell backwards, grunting with the effort of escaping their leader's bulk, while the leader had knocked his head on the ground and was now out cold.
Patty wiped a spot of blood from her cheek, the cut that bled it being long gone. She advanced on the ground-bound thugs, holding her knife high above her head like a stereotypical serial killer, causing the three young men to shake and cry out. But she merely tossed the knife aside, preferring to use her foot to strike the heads of the thugs until they too had fallen into unconsciousness.
The college student turned on the one holding the younger girl, clicking her tongue. His eyes widened as she stooped to pick up the wrench that his leader had dropped, and thumped it against her hand. The rain streamed down her head and back, pounding the ground in sheets. The last thug member whimpered and attempted to run, but was met with the wrench in the center of his forehead. As he froze in shock, Patty kneed him in the groin, and pulled back quickly to perform a roundhouse kick to his head that caused him to crumple to the ground.
After inspecting each fallen young man to be sure they didn't need emergency care (well, they did, but she didn't really care other than the fact that at least most of them would survive), she looked over to the girl. Patty was hunched over her latest knockout, her odd eyes piercing through her dark hair now plastered to her pale face. She looked like a demon, a soul-eater more specifically. "You alright?" She called out through the pouring rain, having to raise her voice to be heard over the deafening sounds of the raindrops panging against the gutters of the buildings above.
The girl whimpered, rubbing her wrists gently as she crossed the alley to Patty. She placed a hand on the older girl's shoulder, trying to get a good look at her rescuer.
Patty arched a skeptical brow as she stood, bringing the girl up with her. "What?"
"I...I just...I always thought Spiderman was a woman..." She smiled brightly.
Patty froze. Spiderman? Her? It was impossible, and rather ludicrous besides. "Erm, I hate to break it to you, but...I'm not Spiderman."
The girl giggled. "Don't worry, I won't tell anybody."
"No...really...you honestly think that guy in spandex could be me? I couldn't even fit into the spandex suit." She laughed almost nervously.
The girl thought for a moment. "No...I guess not...I mean, you're not fat or anything." She backpedaled quickly, because it was true. Patty was lanky and thin, and rather strong, as she had displayed. "But it's just...I guess Spiderman has to be male. He's rather stubborn, right?" The girl laughed, some of the rainwater spilling into her open mouth without her notice.
Patty nodded with a bit of a smile. "Yeah, I guess that makes sense." She looked around the alley. "Well, it's about 2:30 now." She mentally applauded herself for getting a waterproof watch. "Were you heading anywhere, or what?"
The girl shook her head, her eyes training on Patty's face. A few minutes ago, the older girl's face had been covered in an array of cuts and quick-forming bruises, and now it was good as new. She then looked down, unconsciously pulling at Patty's shirt to see the site of the large knife gouge.
Patty's eyes widened, and she quickly backed up, pulling her bloodstained shirt and torso away from the girl. "What? Is my skin that fascinating?" She snapped, rather defensively.
The girl whimpered an apology. "I'm sorry...it's just...you were hurt...and now you're fine...what's that about...?"
Patty sighed. Great, she'd have to come up with a good lie about this. "Well, if you eat a lot of Vitamin K, you heal very quickly."
The girl's brow arched. "Really? You'll heal in seconds? That's not possible..."
"Errr...of course it is. I'm living proof!" Patty stated rather harshly, causing the girl to recoil fearfully. "Oh...sorry...I'm just a little touchy about that...I mean, you saw how my wounds closed up like that. You saw me do that to those guys..." She gestured through the curtains of rain to the fallen thugs. "I'm just...a bit nervous...since...well....what I just did...it isn't exactly normal." She smiled nervously, scratching the back of her neck with her right hand.
The girl giggled. "Don't worry. I didn't see anything." She furrowed her brows. "Thank you." She stated honestly, sincerely. "I guess I didn't thank you yet. So thank you. I don't want to think about what would have happened to me if you hadn't showed up." She wrapped the older girl in a swift hug, and grinned as she pulled back. "Y'know, you should talk to Spidey. You two would work wonders together." With that, she dashed from the alley, and Patty never saw her again.