Partners in crime

No one touches what's mine

After knocking the gun out of Turpin's hand Sweeney threw a powerful punch along the jaw of Turpin's smug face. He was going to kill him!

Kill him for making him strip Eleanore from her clothes and threatening her life. Torture him for the pain he cost his family, The bastard had to die and blood was all Sweeney had on his mind at this very moment.

Quick to return the punch across the barbers face Turpin grabbed him and with all his might threw him to the floor. "Get up and fight me you weak man"

Wiping the blood from his mouth Sweeney looked up to see the judge throwing off his coat then rolling his sleeves up. He wanted to fight him? If years in prison had taught him one thing Sweeney knew how to win a fight.

"Get up" Turpin spat on him before kicking him in the stomach hard causing the barber to wheeze in pain. Sweeney Todd will always be the helpless Benjamin Barker in his eyes whoever this Sweeney was that he created was no different.

Laughing at the wounded man on the floor Turpin began to stride over kicking him hard in the stomach again. Sweeney flinched at the pain. "Get up" Turpin ordered.

Watching the barber stand weakly to his feet the Judge smirked at how he was holding his wounded stomach.

"You know what barber, I'm going to fuck that little whore of yours and rinse her dry of all her earnings, After I've killed you I'll make her my property" Turpin enjoyed the way his eyes turned black with range and the way he visibly shook in anger. It really was rather amusing to him...

Sweeney's rage bubbled. Gripping his wounded stomach he spat out some blood from his mouth, breathing heavily as he stood, Turpin had underestimated him. He wasn't the young naive barber anymore, oh no...he was Sweeney Todd and Sweeney Todd was out for blood.

About to throw another punch the judge was stopped when the barbers elbow met his nose first causing him to tumble back. Now that the man was unsteady Sweeney lunged forward and tackled him to the floor he punched the smugness off Turpin's face over and over again his eyes turning black. Turpin's death was all that clouded his mind as he beat the bastard. He would beat him to death if he had too!

Turpin managed to battle him off kneeing him in the groin and standing up fast despite feeling dizzy from the beatings. He then threw down the heel of his foot against the barbers back causing him to fall flat on his front.

Turning over fast Sweeney was met with another punch as Turpin kneeled on his stomach. Suddenly now he began to feel a little unconscious. The feeling however of Turpin's hands running around his neck made him gasp for air. Sweeney's vision was blurred only Turpin's crazy eyes and blooded face was all he could make out.

The grinding on Turpin's teeth had spit falling from his mouth as he squeezed the life out of the barber. But before Sweeney was out he heard a sudden crack and suddenly his neck was released.

Gasping again for air through his sore wind pipe Sweeney felt the delicate hand of a woman on his forehead and as he blinked he could see a very distressed looking Mrs Lovett.

"Nel?" He croaked his voice hoarse and painful.

"Yes it's me love, oh darlin are you ok?" He couldn't quite make out her face as of yet as it was all so blurry but by the sound of her quivering voice he could tell she was distressed to see him covered in his own blood.

Blinking his eyes his blurred vision slowly began to clear and now he noticed the tearful woman above him. He spotted she too was covered in blood and drenched from the rain outside. Pulling himself up slowly he looked to see the judge knocked out beside him, a rolling pin in the bakers hand. That alone made him smile a little.