Welcome to the next instalment of Gundam Fury. I'm sorry to everyone who is sad to see the boys take such a beating, but trust me it is in the best interest of the story. Besides, I loved writing it! :P I can be so cruel at times!
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Fallen angel - Don't worry, Quatre will be fine, at least compared to the other boys in this chapter! I'm very glad that you like it so far, and please keep on reading and reviewing!
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Chapter 3 : Girls vs Boys
(For the purposes of this chapter please bear in mind that all these fights are going on at once, i.e. when one fight begins they all begin, or something to that effect, unless otherwise stated) (Sorry if you get confused!)
With chaos going on all around her Emma stood staring at the prone figure of Quatre on the ground. One thought was going through her head 'that was way too, easy…'. As if in response to that thought a foot suddenly connected with her rear, and knocked her to the ground. 'Guess I asked for that one' she thought, grimacing, and then turned to see her assailant. A grinning Duo Maxwell stood above her. To Emma's mind, he looked much too over-confident, she smiled evilly, she liked them that way. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Duo's plait was hanging over his right shoulder. In a single move she got to her knees and grabbed the plait. She yanked Duo's head towards her, and head butted him in the face.
In the beginning Louise had charged, controller tucked away in her suit, straight at Heero. A dispassionate Heero had simply moved out of the way, and watched as she barrelled headfirst into the wall. He moved his right eyebrow the teeniest fraction in disbelief. Louise promptly poked her head up out of the debris, stunned, then picked herself up and did several handstands back towards a staggered Heero. He stared at this feat of gymnastics, and narrowly avoided Louise's knee to his groin when she stopped. He then held one arm up to Louise's neck and stepped forward, hoping to knock her out cleanly. However, Louise ducked under his arm and then shoved him with her elbow. He stumbled forward, then turned back and glared. This might be harder than he had thought.
Wufei and Lauren were standing there regarding one another coolly, each wanting the other to make the first move. Several minutes of silence passed in the eye of the storm, both of them. Wufei, with a cry broke the tension, and feinted a direct hit at her while in reality aiming a wicked wide uppercut at her chin. Lauren blandly slapped the punch away and, grabbing his left fist, sent him spinning away from her with his own momentum. He smacked into a chair, winded but before he could catch his breath Lauren attacked with a perfect scissor kick at him. Wufei smoothly ducked, rolled away and got to his feet again, now some yards away. They stood there again, each recovering. They had both seen this technique before, seeing what your opponent can do, testing for weak spots. The real fight had not begun for them, yet.
Tasha, not caring for such precautions like the others, had sent a volley of punches at the surprised Trowa. To Tasha's frustration however, not one of them landed. Trowa had very quick reflexes, both due to his training and his days in the circus so he merely kept evading her fists, all the while smiling a little self-satisfied smile that drove Tasha crazy. She kept punching, and Trowa kept dodging, until suddenly, an idea occurred to Tasha. Drawing her arms in, she quickly dropped down in front of Trowa, and slashed out with her hands, fingers spread. Immediately Trowa felt two burning lines across his chest and looked down to find his shirt slashed in an 'X' – in the tears he could just see two red stripes. He had been scratched. Tasha (the true catgirl!) now stood up smugly and blew on her nails that as Trowa stared seemed to twinkle in the lamplight. He gaped – diamond tipped nails?!? What the hell? He scowled and leaped at Tasha.
Emma was very pleased with herself right now. Poor Duo after having his nose practically broken by Emma had been staggered to say the least. It had been easy enough for Emma to grab him by the throat and slam him against the wall, both effectively pinning him there and blocking his only source of air. So she was now standing there smugly, ignoring Duo's feeble attempts to push her away. Despite the iron grip around his windpipe though, Duo managed to croak
"Heero?"
"What is it?" replied Heero angrily. He had his arms up and crossed to try and deflect Louise's barrage of punches (which actually really hurt!) and could not really retaliate without letting at least one fist land. So (as you can imagine) he was not best pleased at being interrupted.
"A little help here, please?"
Heero looked at Duo for a precious moment, stunned. For Duo to need help let alone actually ask for it was enough to make any ordinary person faint clean away. He blinked once for composure then, dropping his arms, directed a powerful roundhouse kick at Louise's head. Louise fell to floor to dodge the kick, while Heero, still spinning, now faced Emma, who was looking more than a little worried by now. He hit her with a kick to the ribs with all the force of the spin behind it, and the inactive Duo, could have sworn he heard something crack. Suddenly released, Duo landed on his feet and nodded at Heero to show his thanks. He then went off to deal with Louise while Heero was left staring down at the Emma, now curled up in agony, on the floor.
She pulled her eyes open and threw him a glare that could have made statues flinch. The adrenaline was pumping in her veins now and she was ready to slaughter this guy who had gave her this pain. Shuddering as she did so, she hauled herself up to face him, who was watching her coolly. They both moved at the same time – their fists hit in mid-air.
Wufei had had enough of formalities. He threw a punch with all his strength at Lauren's face. She neatly span anticlockwise away from his fist, so that her back was now facing Wufei. His eyes crossed in puzzlement, then bugged suddenly as Lauren's left elbow connected with his stomach, knocking all the breath out of him. She then turned her arm slightly, and brought it straight up. Her knuckles hit Wufei right between the eyes. He reeled backwards, hands clutching his face, as Lauren turned on her other foot to face him again. That's gonna leave one heck of a bruise she thought idly. Wufei was now glowering at her, arms by his sides, his flashing eyes hidden by a mix of sweat and blood. In desperation he kicked sideways (with his left foot) at her middle. Simultaneously she did the same kick with her right foot at his head. Wufei missed, she did not.
In response to Trowas's leap Tasha dropped onto her back, and when Trowa fell over she grabbed both his hands, and with her legs threw him up and over her head. She heard a crash behind her and produced an evil grin. She swivelled round quickly to see the now thoroughly pissed off Trowa get up. He did not show his anger openly, just in the widening of his pupils, the tensing of his shoulders and whitening of his lips. But then, Tasha always was a perceptive girl.
"What's the matter blondie? Can't handle it?"
Trowa whitened completely at this and stepped forward smartly. Tasha then brought her legs up and together, planting her feet squarely in his chest and shoving him backwards. She then jumped to her feet and waited.
Louise and Duo had had an interesting battle. Two people who's concept of fighting consists generally of 'hit your opponent until they don't hit back' usually do. By now however, they were both flagging and somehow had got caught in a deadlock i.e. they both had hold of each other's fists and neither was going to let them go in a hurry. Duo was still slightly weaker (after all he had been nearly strangled) and was struggling to keep his grip while Louise, was smiling like a demon and refusing to show her tiredness. She trilled
" Is it true that they call you the god of death?"
"Yeah," replied Duo, shocked.
"Well I'm the goddess of love!!!!!" Louise declared brightly, her green eyes shining. Duo stared, open-mouthed, at this and loosened his hold for a mere second. It was all the opportunity Louise needed. She simply grabbed Duo by the hips and physically tossed him at the nearest wall (all that sugar seemed to give Louise super-human strength). She smiled, as he did not move again.
Wufei's head was ringing as he clutched it. Lauren's kick had hit him full on, and he had the sneaky suspicion that if she had kicked at full force his head would not even be still attached. In utter incomprehension he stared at the girl before him. She was simply standing there, completely ready, not tired in the least. Wufei's blood (what was still left in his body anyway) began to boil. How dare she do this to him! He, born to one of the oldest and most respected Chinese clans in the galaxy should have been thrashing her, not the other way round!!! In sheer defiance and hopelessness he threw two more punches at her with all of his strength. She calmly caught both of them and dragging him towards her, kneed him. He held there for a moment, lost in the humiliation of his own defeat, and then collapsed upon her. In distaste she shoved him off of her, and regarded the wreck in front of her. Black eyes closed, blood dribbling from the corner of his mouth, it was not one of Wufei Chang's best looks. She shrugged, and turned away.
Trowa rose unsteadily to his feet. He was bruised, scratched and every part of him ached – unsurprising as he had just been chucked into the same stack of chairs twice in as many minutes. He shakily lifted his gaze to meet Tasha's, looking at him with a kind of pity in her large violet eyes. She chanced a glance around the room and noted that two of her friends had finished and were now studying the last. She rolled her eyes and reached into her boot, from where she pulled out a small stiletto knife. Trowa lost what little breath he had. The knife was so sharp it seemed to slice the very air, and then suddenly, the girl was pointing it at him. Trowa closed his eyes, too weak to move, expecting to feel the stab, but instead hearing a nearby 'thunk!' His eyes snapped open in surprise, and then slowly turned to see the knife juddering beside him, neatly piercing his shirt to the wall. It was so like Cathy's circus act that Trowa could have laughed out loud, had not both his nature and his split lip made it impossible. He then looked forward in time to see Tasha striding towards him, one fist raised. It was perhaps merciful that Trowa blacked out before Tasha hit.
The smack of their two fists had sent waves through both of them and they had jumped apart, Emma breathing heavily and with difficulty. Heero had then lashed out with a neat kick that Emma had shoved away, not in the mood for someone to toy with her. She then retaliated with a brutal series of punches at Heero's stomach. Surprised and annoyed he had then grabbed both her hands, raised then up in the air and forced her to turn around. He then let go of her left hand and tugged her right one downwards, and then pulled it upwards again so her palm was effectively crossing her shoulder blade. It was at this point that Heero noticed that all his allies were out cold, and all the girl's allies were circling him in a way that was not at all friendly.
The redhead then stepped forward suddenly, as if to help her friend. Heero promptly wrenched the girl's hand upwards, snapping the bone in two. She screamed like a banshee. The redhead, horrified, stepped back for a minute. Heero's eyes darted around the room, knowing it was only a matter of time before the other overpowered him. He had no choice but to use the gun. He slammed the girl into the floor where she turned herself over to find a gun pointing straight at her forehead. All the girl's stiffened and whitened simultaneously – the tension was so thick that they could barely breathe. Desperately trying to ignore the despair in his soul; Heero pulled the trigger.
Silence. Complete silence other than the faint click from the gun's muzzle. It was empty.
Heero stared at the pistol, waves of relief and dread hitting him in equal parts. The terrified girl on the floor yelled
"Haven't you ever heard of reloading?!?!?!?"
Before Heero could answer that question, and explain it was not really his fault, a foot kicked the gun from his hand and an elbow was driven into his stomach. Heero lurched forward, and his neck was suddenly snapped back as Lauren finished her move with a full extension kick. Heero fell to the floor, like his friends, unconscious.
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