Detective Who?

Chapter 3

The utter fuck!?

My slow steps turned into fast, great lunges as the momentum of the hit resulted in my body surging forward several paces.

Spinning round, I glared daggers at my adversary as she swung the candlestick a second time but this time at my midsection. Due to one of my hands being held out for balance and the other pressed to the back of my head, I couldn't stop the path Jewel Eyes sent her weapon on and it struck me with the same amount of force it had before.

The air got forced out of my lungs and I fell down onto my knees. I took raspy breaths that didn't seem to aid me at all, plus the fact that my peripheral vision was still slightly cloudy from the hit to the back of my head.

Jewel Eyes raised the candlestick with both hands, presumingly for her estimated final time, and tried to smash it down onto my head again. Unluckily for her, I managed to regain my bearings after the initial hit so I reached my right hand up and grabbed her wrists in mine to stop the collision.

A look of surprise and shock overtook her features when I caught it, providing me with an opening, which I gladly took. No way was she getting away with hitting me twice and getting away without me returning the favour.
Equal rights, equal fights right?

So with the thought of karma on my mind I punched Jewels square in the face. Bones crunched beneath my knuckles and blood shot out of her nostrils. She jumped away from me, one hand held against her noise and the other still gripping the candlestick.

I stood there for a moment, panting whilst contemplating what I should do.
Should I go for the attack or wait to see what she does next?

Slowly, Jewels peeled her hand away from her bleeding, broken nose, and fixed me with a menacing glare. To say she looked scary would be an understatement. Despite her small stature and provocative clothing, the blood trail leading from her nose, over her lips and down her chin coupled with her defiant stance, and determined look gave her a truly murderous appearance.

Seemingly done with her attitude shift, Jewels charges at me like a raging bull whilst pulling back the candlestick in her right hand to prepare for a swing.

I hopped backwards to avoid her hit but then had to immediately tilt to the left when Jewels threw a surprise punch with her left fist. I grabbed her left forearm, barged my shoulder into her body, and swung my left leg in a wide arc beneath Jewels to knock her off of her feet.

What I did not anticipate was her gripping the arm I was holding her with against her chest and lifting both of her legs up to avoid the sweep. This resulted in all of her weight being held up by my left arm, and I subsequently got dragged down to the floor.

Jewels was quick to raise herself up and swing her body over my back, where she then promptly put me in a headlock.
She was stronger than she looked as she tightened her arms around my throat and locked her legs around my waist to prevent me from throwing her off.

I knew if I didn't get her off fast, I was likely to become unconscious from the sheer force that was pressing against me that was limiting both the oxygen and blood supply to my brain.
Standing up, I ran backwards and crushed Jewels against a wall. I heard her intake a short breath, but her iron grip did not waver, so I proceeded to slam her between the wall and myself two more times before she loosened her hold on my neck.

Once she let me go, she shoved my back, causing me to sprawl onto my knees. Jewels stepped towards where I was crouching - attempting to manage my dizziness - and swung one of her heeled feet right into my cheek.

My head was forced to the side, and I felt another kick connecting with my ribs. Before she could kick me with those god forsaken shoes again, I gripped both of my hands around one of her ankles and heaved with all my might. Jewels came crashing down, and now she was the one sprawled on the floor, attempting to breathe.

I didn't have much time as she was already trying to get back up, so I hastily placed my body over hers and swung a right hook to her face. Unfortunately, the same time my fist made contact with her face, her knee had contact with my crotch. Debilitating pain shot all throughout my body, and I hunched in on myself.

Jewels used this moment of weakness to roll us over, so our new position was her straddling my waist. She wasted no time in swinging her own right hook, and I regrettably admit that I took precious time in this fight to evaluate her technique. I will admit - that was a clean right hook my uncle would be proud of.

Deciding I should probably get my own back, I sent an uppercut to her ribs and jabbed a punch into her side. This prompted Jewels to get off of me, and she reached down away from herself to pick her candlestick back up.

I was getting beaten by a candlestick.

Jewels then goes ahead and tosses the candlestick full force at my head. I raise my arms to shield my face, and the candlestick bounces off my forearms rather painfully.

When I lower my arms back down, my vision is completely filled with Jewels because of how close she is, and I successfully duck under her punch and hit one of her knees in the process. This causes her to stagger, and I swiftly knock her into the end of the bed in the room. The contact of the bed behind her knees triggered them to bend, and I pushed against her chest, so she laid down on the bed.

Before I could even consider my next move, she kicks both her heels up into my neck/lower chin region. I can taste blood, and one of my hands goes towards my neck to ensure it doesn't get hit again.

Jewels stands up, and I have just about had enough of this, so I speedily run at her and block her between my body and a wall. Her head smashes back into the wall, causing her to lose a moment of clarity as her head lolls back forward. I take both of her wrists in a death grip and raise them above her head in an attempt to prevent her from assaulting me further.

This doesn't work as she continues to fight me with her lower half; sending her knees to my abdomen and her heels to my calves. I buckled slightly, but no way in hell was I going to make the mistake and release her hands.

I maintain a split second of eye contact with those piercing eyes before Jewels headbuts me in the nose.
I feel blood pouring out of my nose, and I spit to the side a combination of blood that just dropped past my lips and drops that were already there, courtesy of my bite tongue.

Jamming my knees between hers, I press my torso against Jewels to limit her potential movements. For a short moment, I thought I had her, but it seems she can flaunt her flexibility whilst fighting as well as pole dancing.

Jewels raise both of her legs to the sides and swings then round and up until they are rested on my shoulders. How she managed to do that I do not know, but I instead focus on the points at the end of her heels that are now bearing down on my trachea. Jewels then thrusts her hips upwards and straightens her body out, ensuring that I will have to let her hands go if I don't want her heels to take an invasive visit to the inside of my neck.

However, her previously horizontal position elicits her to take a tumble to the floor with no way to get her feet under her. She lands on her arse so I send a quick jab to her jaw and burst her top lip. She clearly didn't appreciate this as she stood up and struts towards me.