As soon as he swung, I was in fighting mode. My elbow came up and blocked the punch. I swung my foot up and kicked him in the nuts. He cried out in pain before moving aside and falling to his knees.
I took this opportunity to jump over his crumpled body and start attacking his other men, already charging full speed at me. The thing about me is when I'm off of fighting mode I talk with a foul mouth, however when I'm in a serious fight, no words form at my lips. I am completely silent.
My mood can change in a given second. I'm a ticking time bomb, slowly waiting to explode instantly killing those around me.
Besides the point, the 9 men surrounded me in a circle. They were waiting for the moment when they could pounce on me and tear out my throat, but that wouldn't happen because I was 10x better then they will ever be. Through all this tension suddenly a crisp and clear voice rings out around the now crashed (by me :p) bar.
I looked suddenly to locate the voice only to find it coming from right behind me. I quickly jumped back to prepare for am attack, but nothing came. He stood there in the midst of this chaos looking perfectly calm and collected.
His deep voice ringing through out the air. "Calm yourselves men. This isn't the time to attack for no good reason." he said.
"I'm sure he soothed, you can talk this out like normal civilized-"
"Shut the fuck up! " said a member of the group.
Those 4 words set of a spur of more words and comments from other members. BANG! The bartender slammed his fist on a table.
"Don't ever interrupt me again!" he exclaimed.
"If you fucktards have a brain and some manners, you can sit down and shut up." he screamed. His words weren't much of a threat, but the tone of his voice was scary.
The members of the group grew silent. Even they, as stupid as they were closed their mouths. His next words shocked me beyond belief.
Hey homies! I got bored and wrote this so.... yeah here it is I still feel awkward talking to strangers, but I love everyone of you! peace out homefries again!
song: Lump Your Head by Hollywood Undead
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Blood Hound
RomanceA girl who has no name and is always alone. She is only driven by the sake of survival. She tries to be tough and never speak her feelings, however there is one person who can seemingly see through her. A bartender, with a tragic past who feels lost...
