Authors: Collin Earl
The other MIB
, a blond haired blue eye-baby face that was not much taller than Casey,
nodded his head
and attempted to move past Casey to
continue his pursuit of Kylie.
Refusing to consider any Coren student a threat, the big man
see the two blows that Casey threw.
At least Monson
there were two blows.
The strikes were so fast that Monson was
at how many there were.
nd if Monson was not sure how many
there was no way that
what hit him
Jim landed hard
mashing into the ground. Monson cringed
he blow and landing looked like they hurt
but to his surprise,
to his feet
. Dusting off his clothing,
spoke to the other MIB.
“I think we need to teach this little boy a lesson
The other MIB, Mark, nodded his head
but don’t bloody him up too bad.”
I won’t kill him or
Jim moved in an exaggerated way, reaching into his jacket and pulling
metal rod. Monson
desperately trying to make
the object in Jim’s hands. A sharp swinging motion and resounding click
answered his question
. Jim held
retractable baton aggressive
in front of him.
Monson started to move
fully intending to come to the aid of his friend. He let out a muffled yelp when an arm caught him and pulled him back
’ overwhelming strength.
“Arthur! What the hell are you doing? We need to help—”
Grey. Chill and watch.”
looked back to the fray, he realized he
would not have been able to get to Casey before the onslaught commenced anyway.
swinging his baton in a controlled
overhand strike. Casey set his stance
quickly falling into his leg-centered form. He sidestepped Jim's attack at the last possible moment
throwing Jim slightly off balance. Casey countered, throwing two lower sweeps aimed at the legs, a high roundhouse
and an amazingly fast spinning back kick.
instantly retreated. He performed a series of back
with a full back
. He stuck the landing about
Jim, who gaped at him
The other MIB clapped appreciatively. “I think you just got it handed to you
“Shove it, Mark
” growled Jim
tossing a nasty scowl over his shoulder.
After getting to his feet,
much greater level of caution. He stalked Casey
circling him like a hungry predator
and attacked only when he felt secure enough in his position.
He should have stalked a bit more.
second attack, a sideways blow meant to crush his victim’s shoulder, was just as ineffective as his first. The strike simply bounced off the extended foot of an airborne Casey. Jim stared in bug-eyed
the free-floating form of Cassi
us Kay struck him in the face. Monson wanted to say it was a kick, but truthfully
like the first two blow
Casey dealt Jim, the former was moving too
to be sure. For a second time
the MIB went flying.
do realize you just got your donkey
kicked by a ten
old. The kid is slapping you around like a redheaded stepchild. You wouldn’t like a hand
“I told you to s
The arguing MIB stopped their conversation. Mark addressed Casey.
“What was that
“I said I’m
. And don’t call me kid.”
The amused smirk on Mark’s face instantly vanished
e glared at Casey with a newfound anger. “Listen
, I think it’s about time you run off and play before we get serious—”
“So pulling a metal baton on me wasn’t serious? You have some
Casey adjusted his footing
widening his stance slightly. He continued his thought.
run off if you leave the girl alone.”
The men laughed.
So that’s why you got involved? Over a girl? You picked the wrong day to be a hero.
we can’t do that.
Mr. Gibson wants to talk to her
nd seeing how you seem to know her
hy don’t you tell us who she is?”
re at an impasse,”
Casey in a venomous voice
“I need you to leave that girl alone.”
smiled faded as he reached into his jacket
“I’m not playing with you anymore
Mark pulled out an incredibly long switchblade, which sprang to
full length as
pushed a small button.
Casey eyes lit up
becoming calculating and aggressive
—can I call you Mark?
a switchblade? Seriously? Dude, the 1980s called and they want their cultural icon back.”
The double beep of the Push-To-Talk phone sounded
before the MIB could do
more than look imposing
voice rang out
from the phone
, you guys find that girl yet?”
“We’re working on it
morons. I want to
what she was doing around the complex.
he gets back to that dorm we’ll never figure
she is. Find her! Gibson out.”
Mark replaced the
clipping it back to his belt.
“Your name is Mark Hamil
?” asked Casey in a
Casey started to laugh
“Your parents actually named you
that is rich. Did you hear that
name is Mark Ham
Luke…I am your father…
I seriously might pee myself.”
Mark’s incredulity raged
towards Casey. Monson sprang to help his friend
Artorius kept a tight grip on him
“Grey, Casey has it under control.”
of course. Once he and Monson
turned their attention back to
the fight, it was plain to see that Casey was in control.
Recovered from his laughter, he
was in his striking form
throwing open and close
at Mark with that same frightening speed. Mark did his best to fend
. Casey paused after a series of strikes to Mark’s head and midsection
the older man retreat. Mark returned to Jim’s side
the latter still holding his steel baton.
What a buzz kill
“You two can’t beat me.
ow about we just call it a night and go home
The two men glared at
a fine balance of embarrassment and hatred emanating from them.
and nodded towards Casey.
“I think we take
kid instead of the girl.”
one of these Coren brats. He won’t be missed.”
They stared at each other.
“We’re agreed then?” asked Jim.
ust don’t kill him.”
metal extendable rod
like the one Jim was using.
With a small jerk downward and a barely perceivable flicks of the wrists, electric arcs danced across the black metal of both batons,
which now looked
more akin to cattle p
than anything else.
” Mark addressed Casey
dragging the baton across
a nearby bush. The
“If you had just let us pass, we might have left the little girl’s face intact
I think your girlfriend is about to have a close and intimate encounter with my knife.”
face went cold
his lip curled as he answered
“What was that
id?” Mark cast Jim an unsure look.
“I said my name is Cassi
The two men burst into ear
us? You just told
your name. You do realize it’s over
right? Even if you could g
et away, we know
. We’ll find you. You can’t