First guy rushed at me, I swung the club, hitting him in the throat, knocking his Adams apple out. He dropped to the ground, suffocating. I drew my blade from my belt and threw it, traveling speedily through the air and into another's forehead. i swung the club again, but someone knocked it from my hand with a baseball bat. He swung again, I ducked this one, driving my fist into his stomach as hard as I could, grabbing him in a head lock and jerking his head hard. His neck snapped and I dropped him to the ground, turning into the next one and driving the sole of my foot into his rib cage, feeling it break underneath the pressure, I jumped up and crossed my foot into his jaw, causing him to fall to the ground. I picked up a baseball bat from the ground and brought it down on the back of his skull, blood spraying out and his bones cracking loudly. I was socked in the back of the head, causing me to fall forward, catching myself with outstretched arms. I pulled myself up off the ground, turning around into another punch across my cheek. I stumbled backwards, knocking into the railing. Mindi looked at me, I was bleeding a little bit from my mouth, nothing serious. I threw myself forward, driving my heel into the guy's knee and elbowing him across the face. He stumbled away as I drew my knife from one of the dead bodies. I came up behind the dazed suit and drove the knife into his liver. He dropped to the ground, groaning as he bled out. people had shown up to watch, citizens, scared, excited, all types. The last guy, he came at me, machete raised. He swung a cross chop, I ducked it, rolling between his legs, standing up and putting my blade to the back of his neck. He dropped his machete, I placed the knife under his chin and dragged it across. He dropped to the ground slowly, blood squirting violently out of his gaping neck. I breathed out and looked at "Killa7" expectantly.
"Oh Stefan!" he called, a hulking man came out from behind the building, he was at least six foot three, almost all muscle.
"Oh Jesus tap-dancing Christ." I muttered. Stefan charged forward,
"OH FUCK" I screamed, he grabbed me by the shirt and tossed me about four feet to the right. I slid into the building and laid there for a second. The big man picked me up off the ground and drove his fist into my chin, I was helpless. He was too big, Killa7 knew that. He tossed me again, sending me sliding, almost into the water. He rushed over and dragged me off the ground again, I tried to throw a punch, but he grabbed my fist and drove his own into mine again. He tossed me one more time, hitting the ground in the center. I thought I was dead, I literally thought "this is how it's gonna end". Mindi was crying,
"Kyle." I heard her repeating. Every punch threw, the more the crowd yelled NO!
"Once I'm done with you, imma take care of your little whore." Stefan said, bending down. My eyes narrowed, and as he went to punch me one last time, I spat blood into his eyes. He yelped as I drove my toe into his crotch and swept his feet out from underneath him. The crowd cheered as I rolled on top of him and drove my fist repeatedly into his face, striking his cheeks, his jaw, everywhere I could land one. By the time I got up, he was spitting out blood all over the place, teeth too. I walked cinematically over to my club, picking it up and walking back.
"You will NEVER touch her!" I bellowed, driving the club into his forehead, crushing his skull in and splattering his blood all over the planks. I stopped myself, dropping the club to the ground. I unsheathed my blade and faced Killa7. Mindi walked up next to me,
"Let's finish this asshole." I said. we stepped forward, he pointed the gun and started firing, he took off as he fired randomly. I heard a yelp and I turned to Mindi, she touched her stomach, finding blood leaking from it.