All of them stopping in their tracks, they all turned back as Lo'ak walked towards the group.With Ayatney near, Neteyam was only able to stop one of them from going. "Lo'ak!" He warned, upset that his brothers emotions has taken over his own judgment.
"It's fine bro, I got this." All of them watched warily as he got closer.
"I know this hand is funny," Raising his hand, he showed Ao'nung and his goons, smiling a bit when he had leaned in closer. "Look, I'm a freak, alien."
Lo'ak wiggled his smallest finger, making Ao'nung snicker.
"But it can do something really cool, watch."
Everyone seemed to be interested and amused in what he was doing, tightly winding up his fist. "First I ball it up real tight okay?"
"And then..." Boom, right in the face.
Lo'ak's fist collided a second and third time, the final punch knocking the Metkayina boy down into the shore. Ayatney let out a laugh, glad that someone had finally done it.
"That's called a punch bitch!" He spat into Ao'nungs face, pointing a finger down at him as his nose started bleeding. "Don't ever touch my sister again!"
Ao'nung got up, crouching and hissing before lunging at Lo'ak. The other boys joined in the fight, ganging up on the Omatikayan.
Rolling her shoulders Ayatney didn't even spare Neteyam a glance as he called out to her. She needed to let off some steam and this seemed to be the best way. She grabbed the boy, the one who had made fun of her in the beginning, by his kinky hair. He let out a yelp, letting go of Lo'ak as his hands to her wrist, trying to ease the pain.
Making eye contact, his eyes widened a bit in fear as her shadowed face loomed over his. The sun was bright from behind her, a huge grin on her face was the last he had seen before her fist had come down.
He ate the sand as Ayatney let out a whoop of excitement. Her celebration was cut short when a body had tackled into hers, receiving a punch or two before her arms automatically came up to protect her face from receiving any more blows.
The boy who sat on top of her clasped his hands together, raising them high above his head. Seeing that there was an opening, Ayatney pushed the boy off of her, reversing their roles as she held the boy down with one of her hands, the other one repeatedly beating his face.
Neteyam watched from the sidelines, he knew better than to mess with an angry Ayatney.
But if anything, he thought she looked pretty attractive. A big smile on her face, though a bit bloody due to her bloody nose, as she took down others that were taller and seemed stronger than her.
The boy rolled around in pain as she ceased her repetitive beating. Getting off of him, she wiped her nose before spitting on him.
"Get fucked!" Ayatney exclaimed in English, bringing her elbow up to her eye level, tapping it twice, then jumping up as she slammed it down onto the boys ribs.
Grimacing, Neteyam scratched his head. If he wasn't able to stop them, he might as well join them.
He snatched one of them off of his brother, punching him in the face before kneeing him in the stomach, throwing him to the side to punch another one running his way.
As all three of them fought the group of misbehaved Metkayina, Kiri watched astonished and a bit in disbelief.
"This is so stupid!" She yelled at them, hoping that they would listen. But they only continued to brawl with one another, not caring to heed her words.
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Fiksi Penggemar"I don't want you to feel offended Olo'eyktan... But I would rather have an ikran eat my insides than hear one of your sons say that they like me." Where had a child like her learn to speak like that? neteyam te suli tsyeyk'itan avatar: twow