16.
The Brawl at the Yard.
"Hinkley, the
last time we fought; you shot out four of my pistols before I could even pulled
the trigger. Now I improvised; I am pulling the trigger when I draw." Dirt
drew all his pistol while firing them. Both Henry and Hinkley did not expected
this; they thought it would be a standard showdown, but Dirt cheated. The older
men jumped aside but Dirt drew first blood. One of his shots hit Henry in the
left thigh. Henry collapsed on the ground holding his leg and shouted out.
"Hinkley! I
am shot." That caused Hinkley to looked at his brother for a split second
which was enough for Dirt to fired off the next wave of shots. This time the
second wave of shots hit Hinkley at the right forearm.
"Aargh! The
bastard got me too." Both brothers crawled over to reach each other; and
then they looked at the Dirt.
"Dirt, you
ain't playing it fair. That's treachery in our books." But Dirt laughed
out at the two older men.
"Old Man, the
rules are out in this dimension. Here you play to survive in whatever rules you
made yourself. It seemed I have hit both of you first. So that is two to me and
zero to you." Dirt replied to the older men.
"I guessed we
would need to catch up now." Both Hinkley and Henry fired from the hips
with their short barrel rifles. The rifles were set to full automatic and in
seconds they emptied the ammo clips while laying down. Dirt took the full clips
on his body; knocking him back by ten paces spread eagled to the ground.
Both the older man
then helped themselves to their feet and limped over to their adversary. Dirt's
still alive or barely alive; but he smiled at the older men.
"Never thought
you had it in you. But I guess its six to you and two to me. You shot out all
my arms,and I am impressed." Dirt looked at his messed up six limbs now
hanging by their sockets only. "Never reckon you would do such shots. I
had on the bullet proof vest on the chest but not on the arms."
"You said so
earlier, hombre. There ain't no rules in this dimension. And there ain't no
rules to say we must shoot you in the heart. So we aimed for your arms
instead."
"She is
waiting upstairs for you.." Dirt told Hinkley. "She is one mean
wildcat."
Dozen laid his
head back and wished he had not come here to this dimension. Hinkley signaled
the Recovery Team. They are the Munchies with the stretcher to carry out the
dead or wounded.
"Henry,
thanks for teaching me how to shoot then. I never thought I would uses that
here instead of magic." Hinkley thanked his twin brother. Henry used to
teach Hinkley how to shoot but the later was into the books. Now it paid off,
skills are sometimes best learned not from the books. They need your direct
intervention of the hands.
It was Bonnie who did the first move; after all it was always ladies first. She raised up her automated mini six barrels cannons rifle and fired off at the boys. Her first spread of six shots was a scattered one.
"Heehaw!"
The three boys drove their hover board to the air. They went into different
directions while Bonnie kept on firing into her third rounds. Hicks shot off to
the right and ended up skirting on the stable roofing edge before zooming into
a mid air somersault and landed on the board in the rebound. That path took him
clear of the firing edges. Hunk went vertical and did a half turn to slide down
the fore just skipping Bonnie' hair edge by inches before he whirl the hover
board back in a 180 degree turn to land at where he started off from. Zeke was
the more acrobatic one as he rode his hover board on the walls of the left
building and using it to shoot off into mid air before landing on the Main
Building. He then hovered down the walls and parked himself at the rear of
Bonnie.
Clyde had then
joined in and loose off mortar bombs in a 360 degree swing while holding the
launcher his hand. The bombs exploded in mid air causing the boys to ducked or
fall off their hover boards.
"I did said that
you're one crazy dude" Bonnie applauded her boyfriend who just bombed out
the boys. Everywhere was smoke and the boys cannot be seen anywhere no matter
where you turned.
"You looking
for us." The boys appeared walking out of the smoke cradling their rifles
and hover boards.
"You know it
ain't nice to throw those bombs like that." Hunk spoke out as he rubbed
the dirt off his elbows.
"Yup, we
could had been hurt in the fall." Zeke added on to the statement as he
shake the dirt off his knees. But it was Hicks who did not rub or shake any
dirt off, then told them what to do.
"We are going
to burned your britches for doing just that." The boys threw down their
hover boards and jumped on it. They came in on three directions and as they
flew past the crazy young couple, they let loose with their short barrel rifles
firing on full burst.
Hicks took out
Clyde' mortar launcher with multiple holes on it while Zeke fired at Bonnie'
rifle causing her to drop the mini six barrels cannons rifle. Then it was up to
Hunk who came in from the front and fired at them from there. He shot at them
at their heels and got them running for cover as he laid his shots near their
feet. The couple retreating soon fell on their butt and stared at the hovering
three boys holding their rifles.
"You think
maybe they want to go for a honeymoon now?" Hicks looked at the couple who
nodded. "Hunk, can you please send in the Nomes now. I think they have one
just suitable for them as a holiday resort. Its a Gold Digger Dream Holiday."
The couple
followed the Nomes to their new holiday as gold diggers.
Hunk away. Hicks
then looked at the remaining of us.
"Sorry, we
think its time you take back the tale now." I smiled at Hicks but Aunt Em
stopped me.
"You can wait
for a few more lines. I got Mama there to spank." Aunt Em approached the
lady in the yellow dot dress; now holding a katana instead of a rifle.
"Emily Worth;
first disciple of Sensei Kuno, the House of Fighting Arts." Aunt Em
introduced herself.
"Patricia
'Mama' Bone; self taught on the Internet, www.wetechyouarts.com Its free to download,
and comes with tutorials. I guess you are not tech savvy." Mama Bone
pulled out her katana from the scabbard. "I bought this too, from the
auction site."
"Mine's
handed to me by my Sensei." The blades clashed and the vibration of the
two blades can be heard in the yard.
"But unlike
yours, mine has a full money refund if sent back before fourteen days. I still
got another day life of the warranty." Mama Bone crowed her achievements.
"Too bad.
They won't refind on a chipped off blade." Aunt Em katana is the true
craftmanship of the masters; the blade horned to perfection in the burning lava
of the volcano and grinded to the sharpness that a falling hair would cut on
its edge.
"Aargh!"
Mama Bone screamed out but that was all the Mistress of the blade needed; a
minor diversion and she swing her blade in from the side to removed he apron
strings from the apron.
"Ms.Bone,
your days of fighting is over. I suggest you seek a early retirement
instead." Mama Bone looked at her discarded apron and frown. She pulled at
her yellow dot dress by the shoulder and tore it off. Underneath the dress is
her other uniform of a black suit from her neck to her knees; matching corset
and leggings with a dozen darts lined on each side of her uniform. She has on
another dozen at the shoulder pads. She did not hesitate and drew on the darts
with the speed of a rolling dough on a oily surface.
Fling! Fling!
Fling! It must had been more than a dozen in that split second when Mama Bone
released her darts.
"It can't
be!" Mama Bone screamed out. All her darts are lined up in a row embedded
on the blade held by Aunt Em. "No one could stop my darts. It my House
Special."
Aunt Em fell on
her right knee while using the katana to hold her up. A dart did find the mark;
it sunk into her knee cap.
"You are
good, Mama, but I am better." Aunt Em pulled the kitchen chopper with her
left hand from the apron and fling it like a frisbee at the other lady. Mama
Bone was cleaved of her head with the chopper.
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