SMOSH AGAINST TIME: The Epic Conclusion (Book Three)

Chapter Seventeen - FOOD BATTLE: Revolution

Anthony Padilla

Amidst the ensuing war, Ian and I stood a few feet away from each other weapons drawn, one waiting for the pounce of the other. I stared into his scarlet irises that seemed to have no soul.

Adrian appeared behind his brother, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Have fun, bro." He smirked.

Ian ran forwards, spinning his lightsaber. He stepped on top of a pink frosted sprinkled donut then launched himself in the air, raising his weapon overhead.

I had no choice but to prepare for the inevitable.

Our blades collided, creating a bright spark and a loud crackle upon impact. Ian broke the link of the swords and began swinging from every angle, he was quick and agile, like he was doing it with ease.

"STOP!" I yelled while fending off his attacks and avoiding fatal slashes of his lightsaber before managing to give him a right hook in the face. I smiled that I was gaining the upper hand but at the same time regretted hitting him. Ian turned back to face me with blood dripping from his nose, and that angered him even more.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled.

Ian struck and the blades crossed paths again, resuming the fight. He threw a punch but I blocked it with my portal gun. He attacked again, this time hitting me in the abdomen with his knee then smacking me across the face with the hilt of his sword. I took steps backward, stunned by the blow with half of my face numb and feeling warm blood drip down my nose.

My vision blurred, seeing nothing but fuzzy images of the things around me and all I could hear was my heart racing and my heavy breathing.

I can't fight him any longer.

Among the blurred figures of explosions and people battling donuts, one ran at me with a long sword in hand. Ian charged like a raging bull.

I defended myself again, leading to another violent showdown. I gave him punch in the gut, only for him to retaliate by elbowing me across the face.

"I-IAN!" I kept on calling out, now half blind while fighting him as my eye was swollen by the bashes I had endured. We slashed swords and threw punches yet there was no stopping him. Bright flashes of light swished while the fast-paced duel occurred.

"SNAP OUT OF IT PLEASE!" I cried out of breath. He threw another punch at my gut, making me drop the gun.

He had become a mindless, unstoppable killing machine.

A slash of blue blade cut through my shirt.

"AAAAARRRGH!" I screamed as the blade grazed my chest, scorching the skin underneath. I fell to my knees and reached for my torn shirt, feeling the open wound as large as my palm. The pain was too much.

"Finish him." Adrian ordered.

I caught a glimpse of Ian ready to deliver the final strike.

"I-IAN!" I locked blades with him again, "P-PLEASE S-STOP!" I said, seeing myself reflected in his eyes that burned with rage. He still did not hear anything, he just kept striking and beating me down to my knees as loud crackles came from our lightsabers. I was weakly defending myself from his countless attacks. It seemed endless; there was no sign of him growing weak.

"N-NO." I stood up and shoved him away but he struck again, slashing from the side. And with one clean swipe he knocked my sword from my grasp, sending it flying upwards and away from us.

My whole world trembled the moment I took the uppercut to my jaw. I saw stars all over and spat blood from my mouth.

I fell hard on the playground on my back, dazed by the fight. My face was moist with sweat and blood. I was catching my breath like crazy, taking large gasps of air with the sound of my pulse throbbing in my temples. I was beaten shitless, and I kept thinking to myself: this is hopeless.