"…Chapped Lips…"


Throw up your rockfist if you're feeling it when I drop this.

Rodney made the first move by landing a punch between his eyes.

Show 'em how we blow the spot.
Let's make it hot, let's shock 'em with the bodyrock 'til the party stops.

It's time to take it up a notch, and keep it locked, for all the head bangers in the parking lot.

Here we come, if you're ready or not.

Jumping to his feet, Michael swung his left fist, but Rodney quickly dodged that then blocked his right fist that was swung at his shoulder. Michael then landed a kick to his midsection sending him into the wall.

No time to talk. Cause we on the clock bringing that Uhh, Uhh, to your
block.

Jackson helped Jessica to her feet then ushered her out the door. He was taking wide, smooth, strides and Jesse wasn't having a hard time keeping up like most people did with her father. "Jackson you said that you were having a pick up for us, who is it that you could possibly have gotten to pick us up?"

Let me show ya where we're coming from, it don't stop, from L.A. to New York. Show me what you got now!

"You'll see when we get there; right now we have to get out of here. On the way in, me and the boy set the halls to blow on the way in to give a distraction for our get away."

All I know, is what it did take to make this, all I am, is what it will take to break this.
All I know, is what it did take to make this.

All I am is what it will take to break this.
Light it up now, Light it up now.

"I don't have time for this!" Rodney growled pushing himself off the wall. Rushing Michael, he swung his fists at his face missing repeatedly. Finally landing a punch to Michael's jaw he fell onto his back cradling his jaw tenderly.

Try running me down, keep running around, I'm faking you out, would you just, make it what you want it to be, about to find out, what you're all about, I'm calling you out, won't ya just set
me free.

Rodney could hear footsteps fast approaching and he turned around just in time to see Jessica and Jackson round the corner. Their pace slowed slightly but they didn't stop until Michael made it to his feet

All I am is what it will take to break this.
Light it up now, Light it up now
.

"I thought we had a deal, Jackson."

Try running me down, keep running around, I'm faking you out, would you just, make it what you
want it to be, about to find out, what you're all about, I'm calling you out, won't ya just set
me free.

"You know me, Michael, when it comes to family matters I'm all over the place when it come to details." Michael opened his mouth to retort when there was a faint beep from Jackson's watch.

Try running me down, keep running around, I'm faking you out, would you just, make it
what you want it to be, about to find out, what you're all about, I'm calling you out, won't ya
just set me free.

Before Jessica or Michael could ask what it was for or make a smart retort both Jackson and Rodney grabbed Jesse's shoulder's and dropped to the floor. She ended up under Jackson since Rodney was rendered unconscious on contact.

The explosion blew bits of rubble through the air, and the smell of fire lingered near her as she gently moved Jackson off of her. For the moment he seemed to be unconscious. A noise caught her ear and she looked up to see a pile of rubble move slightly and let out a groan.

All I know, is what it did take to make this, all I am, is what it will take to break this.
All I know is what it did take to make this.

Quickly, she took the gun out of Jackson breast pocket, and then digging into the pocket of her jeans, she pulled out the empty bullet she picked up after practicing in the gun range with Michael. Using the empty bullet she loaded the gun then stood to her feet.

All I am is what it will take to break this.
Light it up now, light it up now.

Tossing the rubble from his body, Michael jumped to his feet. His breathes were coming in gasps as he took off his coat and threw it to the floor. He narrowed his eyes and took a large step toward Jessica who simply leveled the gun with his fore head. "Go. Ahead. Shoot. Me. Jesse."

Throw up your rockfist if you're feeling it when I drop this. Uhh, Uhh, That's the sound when
the rock hits.

It felt like hours had passed before Michael realized that she wasn't going to pull the trigger. "You've got no guts, Ripner," he said taking a step forward.

"Don't move!" she shouted squeezing the trigger slightly, but not enough to shoot. Michael threw his hands up as if to surrender, but he yet again took a step forward. "I said don't move!" she shouted again. But Michael called her bluff and took a step forward. But then he heard the bullet fall into place.

Oh, you never know, I might let go. Just roll, roll. Get ready, Get set. Throw
up your rockfist if you're feeling it when I drop this.

Pulling the trigger, Jessica knew ahead of time that she wouldn't be hearing the sound of a bullet being shot. She smirked at him andlet him continue before she would humble him.

"You know, Jessica, I was wrong about you, you're not like your Mother, you are one hundred percent the daughter of Jackson Ripner." He said with a gleam in his eyes. Then suddenly, he took a step back trembling slightly.

Uhh, Uhh, That's the sound when the rock hits.

Oh, you never know, I might let go. Just roll, roll. Get ready, Get set.

"Why thank you," a voice came from behind her back and she recognized it immediately as Jackson's voice. "Most people would have just killed her, but instead you insult her giving me time to plan my next move," he said with a smirk.

"Shut up, Ripper."

That's the sound when the rock hits, that's the sound when the rock hits, that's the sound
when the rock hits. Jump, jump! Make the sound when the rock hits,

Father and daughter stood next to each other as they stepped forward and each landed a punch to his face, he fell to the ground with two black eyes.

Throw up you rockfist if you're feeling it when I drop this.


That was 'Rawkfist' by Thousand Foot Krutch. Please review!