|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:00 pm
What disrespect; King needed to teach his kids to respect his elders. An odd chuckle came after Carmyne's insults, followed by a crimson-masked Shanahan moving to stand at the foot of the steps. "Oh yeah?... You should be..." He sneered before charging up the steps with his shoulders down, attempting to tackle the young man with a brutal Spear!
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:07 pm
The fact that Shanahan looked like something out of a terrifying japanese horror film did indeed unnerve the young Carmyne a bit, but not enough to not try and follow through with his plan. As the man charged up the stairs, the smaller Carmyne displayed some of his athleticism, turning and springing off the wall and over the bannister into the hall. More importantly, as Shanahan found himself at the top of the stairs from the botched spear, he may find Carmyne swinging a very familiar looking sledgehammer at his chest!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:13 pm
The God of Punks charged up the steps at an alarming rate, completely ignorant of the man's athleticism. Being King's offspring, he knew the kid had to have a plan... And he did. Right as he came up the steps, he watched as Carmyne swung the sledgehammer...
... Right into his bare hands. Matt barely caught the weapon's head just inches away from his chest, saving himself from what could be a fatal blow. His eyes locked with Carmyne's with a -very- pissed off look, letting an eerie silence cling to the air for a moment, until Shanahan finally spoke, "... Boo."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:15 pm
Carmyne tried to tug the sledge out of the bigger mans hands to no avail. He was right and proper ******** at that point. He looked up and stared into the face of his reckoning and that single word made his skin go pale as the moon.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:19 pm
The young man was completely stunned, and around Matt... That was a very, very bad thing. The massive juggernaut could've pulled the sledgehammer away, but he chose not to. Instead, he reared back his head and brought it hurtling forward, aiming to hit Carmyne with a devastating headbutt!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:21 pm
Carmyne was hit and suffered a broken nose almost instantaeneously, as he feel back into a door the led to a guest bedroom. The door opened, as it appeared Carmyne had originally been hiding in that room for a sneak attack before getting impatient. He crawled towards the mirror/dresser combination, his nose bleeding.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:36 pm
Shanahan's new target was escaping, giving him a new prey to hunt; King would have to wait for now. He stalked after Carmyne, with the mighty "scepter" tight in his grasp. As the man began to climb up from the ground, Matt would do what his target could not; he would swing the Sledgehammer downward, aiming to smash it into the middle of his back!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:39 pm
Carmyne let out a wail of pain that was only matched by Kayla's screaming from before. The girl, however, wasn't anywhere to be found in that room. Carmyne went straight down to the ground and started to thrash in pain. He thrashes so that he could make sure that he wasn't paralyzed from the hit to his spine by a sledgehammer.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:44 pm
Matt stared down at the thrashing man with a fear-inducing gaze, almost as if he wished to cause even more pain to the much younger man. However, he wasn't out to permanently scar the King family. At least... Not Carmyne. He turned his head to look at the mirrored dresser, catching a glimpse of his blood-covered face. He did not like what he saw. How was that known? Because he smashed the end of the sledgehammer into the glass to cease seeing himself in such a state. <******** dumbass kid..." Shanahan muttered while walking out of the room, leaving Carmyne to thrash about from the blow.
"Three down... I think I'm missing someone..." Matt whispered as he looked around the hall. His eyes landed on a door, to which he brought the sledgehammer crashing into with a loud bang, knocking it loose from it's hinges...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:52 pm
The room may have been empty, it may not have been. Shanahan may never find out, as suddenly, as soon as the sledgehammer ruined that door, Kelly King 2.0 came running from the stairs, looking to ram his knee straight into Shanahan's stomach and wrench that sledgehammer from his hands!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:55 pm
Matt was just about to look into the room, when suddenly he caught Kelly King rushing at him out of the corner of his eye. He knew leaving King at the bottom of the stairs was a bad idea. The knee connected, causing a harsh rush of air to leave his lungs. However, his grip on the sledgehammer remained just tight enough for him to refuse to let it go. "Never!" He hissed as he attempted to snatch it out of King's grasp.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 10:57 pm
There was one thing Shanahan continued to underestimate. He had broken into his home, assaulted his sons, ruined his living room and oven, and threatened his daughter. But Scepter. Answered. To One. Man. 2.0 went for another knee, and another, and another, each into Shanahan's stomach as he wrenched with all his might, with the right grip, to pull that ******** hammer from the wrong man.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 11:01 pm
Knee after knee connected, weakening the man's grip little by little. With the final knee, Matt knew he wouldn't be able to keep his grasp on the Scepter that King clung to more so than his love for his daughter. So with that final knee, Shanahan gave the hammer a push into King with all the strength that he could muster for the moment, hoping to cause there to be some distance between them!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 11:03 pm
King did something that neither of them expected at that point. With his hands still on the hammer, as he was pushed, he jumped off his place on the floor and instead put his feet on Matt's chest and literally kicked Shanahan in order to create that distance he so desperately wanted. But King was taking the Sledgehammer if it killed him.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 11:06 pm
The God of Punks was sent backwards from the pushed kick, sending him onto his back and sliding a few feet. With the King in the opposite direction, Matt rolled over and pushed himself up to his feet, albeit bent over nursing his stomach still. He wouldn't have time to see the room he had just busted into; instead, he walked to the end of the hallway and pushed himself into another room, completely blind to what it may be. He simply wanted to recover without 2.0 interfering.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
