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Post by Marcus Fletcher on Oct 16, 2009 21:38:44 GMT -5
Marcus was perched on a picnic table, cracking his knuckles. He would give the freak another five minutes to show up and then he and the rest of the hockey team would be out searching for him, and the pain would be a lot worse. Marcus was normally not a bully, but for some reason, there was something about this Liam kid that ticked him off.
He blew on his knuckles and rubbed them on his sweatshirt. He was ready.
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Post by Sammi Miller on Oct 16, 2009 21:42:10 GMT -5
"Hey Marcus" Sammi cooed, slinking up to him with a dazzling smile. She knew he wasn't single or available or anything, but he was always friendly to her, she was just returning the favor. "I'm here for the show. You have this fight in the bag. You'll do great" she promised, taking a seat at the same picnic table, the bench across from him. "Oh look, here comes the freak now." She had looked up from inspecting her nails just in time to see Liam rounding the corner. Ever since she had found out he had a secret, she was dying to tell other people, but she didn't. She would keep it secret herself, until she needed it for blackmail or something.
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Post by Liam Grayson on Oct 16, 2009 21:52:01 GMT -5
Liam was ready, and he had strategy like Maggie said, he had to do what she said to survive, though something told him he would be ready, he is even going to use something else in that strategy. He just looked at Marcus and then at Sammi, he gulped when he saw Sammi though, what if she was planning something about his secret. He just sighed and looked at Marcus. "Well guess it's showtime.." Liam just said, he just looked at Sammi though, feeling uncomfortable having her here.
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Post by Marcus Fletcher on Oct 16, 2009 21:54:54 GMT -5
Marcus raised an eyebrow and grinned nastily. "Guess it is, twerp. So come here so I can bash in your face." He rose and strode towards Liam, reaching out to grab the front of Liam's shirt to pull him closer.
Sammi watched with an eager grin. A nearby crow squaked, "This is wrong. You should stop them." But she ignored it.
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Post by Liam Grayson on Oct 16, 2009 21:58:48 GMT -5
"Wow." He just said, as he looked at Marcus, with a small smile, he had no reason to be afraid now.. now that he had a friend, or at least, he considered Maggie as a friend. "Don't be so hasty rich boy, if you wanted attention because you don't get some at home, you just had to ask.." Liam knew this was a bad thing to say, but he just waited for Marcus to punch him on the face, so then he could be annoying him more.. and of course he wanted to make Marcus exhausted and that the boy can see that his ways were wrong.
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Post by Marcus Fletcher on Oct 16, 2009 22:02:11 GMT -5
"You only got one thing right, smarty pants" Marcus scowled, punching Liam in the jaw once. "I am rich." He punched him again, still keeping one hand tangled in his shirt front to prevent him from running away. "What, you're not even going to fight back Grayson? What's wrong baby?"
Sammi crossed one leg over the other, watching apprehensively. She was still mad at Liam for yelling at her, but there was also still a nagging feeling inside her that this was wrong, and it was egged on by the annoying crow still perched in a nearby crow rasping, "Stop them, stop them..."
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Post by Liam Grayson on Oct 16, 2009 22:10:52 GMT -5
The punch sure did hurt as hell, he was like some kind of He-man or something, the second punch got him bleeding a bit. Though for some reason Liam didn't seem annoyed nor fearful he just looked at him, ignoring the pain, though it did hurt a lot. He took from his pocket something quite disgusting, it seemed like garlic, he took a bite, and breathed into Marcus nose, then with his knee, he hit him at the private section, hoping that he would let him go, when he would, he would be running and using his brain for once, well he hoped that the punch didn't damage anything to his brains, being probably more fast then Marcus.
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Post by Marcus Fletcher on Oct 16, 2009 22:14:39 GMT -5
Marcus managed to get one more punch to Liam's head before backing off, coughing and gasping. "Hey!" he yelled furiously as Liam took off running. "Get back here nerd! You'll pay for that!" He coughed a few more times, grasping his stomach and taking a few deep breaths before straightening up and running after Liam, his feet pounding into the ground with a threatening sound.
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Post by Liam Grayson on Oct 16, 2009 22:24:42 GMT -5
The hit he received on the head was a bit unexpected, it shook him off, but when Marcus stopped holding him and started coughing, he just had to shake his head, he started running looking at Sammi with a look in his eyes that meant he was sorry for yelling at her, earlier. Liam knew that Marcus was running after him, didn't take much, he just had to hear those brute footsteps. "Yes, yes that's it, keep running, it's good for your health and stress, yeah good boy, good boy. That's right, today Marcus we will reduce some of the fat you got, yes let's keep running." Liam just said, wanting to push Marcus to his limits, so he could get annoyed and lose himself in his anger so he could make a mistake. "Come on Marcus, I know old ladies that run better then you do, come on. One, two three four, hop, one, two, three, four.
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Post by Marcus Fletcher on Oct 16, 2009 22:37:06 GMT -5
It had only been about five minutes but Marcus was out of breath and dripping with sweat. He was getting cramps in his calfs as well. For Hockey, you needed to be a fast skater but had very little running expertise. "Get back here and shut the hell up loser" he barked in between gasps of air. "I'm going to give you a wedgie so hard that they'll need a tow truck to pull it from your ass."
Sammi remained frozen in her seat. This fight seemed to be elevating to a point out of hand. She didn't know what to do. She glanced around for a teacher or something, but they had all left already and the handful of kids watching were clearly on Marcus' side.
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Post by Liam Grayson on Oct 16, 2009 22:42:20 GMT -5
"What's that Marcus, you are tired? I can hear you breathe heavily. Oh my where are my manners." Liam said, taking his school bag, opening it and taking a bottle of water out of it. He opened it and started drinking a bit, he then threw the water at Marcus. "Come on, this should refresh you a bit gramp." Liam just said, still running, he knew Marcus was getting too tired, so he then stopped, he would trust that Maggie would show up and it was the best time, after all Marcus was tired, he turned back and faced Marcus, looking at him in the eyes. Some people might think he was insane, after all he did.
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Post by Marcus Fletcher on Oct 16, 2009 22:48:20 GMT -5
Marcus coughed and spluttered as the water hit him fully in the face. He opened his mouth but couldn't even manage to wheeze a reply. He was about to drop to the ground with exhaustion when the kid did a very foolish thing. He stopped running away. He just sort of froze and turned around, staring at Marcus in a kind of challenging way.
"Liam, what are you doing" shrieked Sammi before she could help herself.
Marcus ignored Sammi and the shouts of encouragement from everyone else. He staggered up to Liam and wrapped his thick hands around the scrawny boy's neck. "Forget the wedgie. I'm just going to kill you" he snarled.
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Post by Liam Grayson on Oct 16, 2009 22:52:07 GMT -5
Liam stood there, bravely but foolishly as Marcus hands got on his neck, Liam started gasping a bit, as he was losing a bit of air. He was now wondering if this was such a good idea, but he still had faith on Maggie, he was losing air, so he hoped she would show up in time cause, well if this kept going on, he wouldn't have much air and he could possibly die. His neck just started getting red from Marcus hand.
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Post by Maggie Russell on Oct 16, 2009 23:08:08 GMT -5
"You're insane, you know that?" Scott hovered by his niece's elbow as they watched the fight from behind a tree, wincing everytime Liam was pummelled.
"You tell me that all the time, Uncle Scott, and does it mean I listen? Or do anything to change it? Nope." She made a face as Liam was grabbed around the neck. "That's my cue." She crawled out from behind the bushes, dusted herself off, and walked up behind Marcus calmly and tapped him on the shoulder. "Um, excuse me, but would you stop being such a dick?"
Marcus let go of Liam at once, turning and blinking in surprise at this new threat. His face was still really red and dripping with sweat that stung his eyes. "Excuse me?!" was all he could manage to say.
"You're excused" Maggie said calmly. "Seriously though, enough picking on him. He never did anything to you, did he?" She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. Marcus was still intently staring at her like no one had ever spoken to him like that before (which they probably hadn't) and couldn't find any words to speak with so he just did what he knew how to and that was take a swing at her. She ducked, avoiding the fist easily and straightened up. "That all you got?" Marcus reached out and grabbed her wrist furiously. She thrust her elbow back, catching him in the gut so that he doubled over with a wail of pain. Maggie glanced over his shoulder at Liam and gave him a meaningful look. According to the plan they had gone over, it was Liam's turn to jump on Marcus' back and take it from there.
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Post by Liam Grayson on Oct 16, 2009 23:15:59 GMT -5
When Marcus let go off his neck, Liam looked at Maggie, was she crazy? He didn't want her getting beat up. For a moment Liam held his neck and looked at her, how could she do that so easily, then he did according to plan. He used a wrestling technique his brother taught him, wrapping his legs around Marcus stomach to incapacitate him, he wasn't strong of course, but his legs were strong enough. By squeezing Marcus stomach he would cut off some air. This would make things harder for Marcus because of the run he had, well Liam hoped so. "I didn't want to do this, but you leave me no choice Marcus, ever since elementary school, you beat me up, now you needed something of your own medicine, either you stop picking on me, and stop fighting people that don't want to fight back.. or.. you die here.. come on give your answer now, if it's a no.. then you won't be able to have air, and I wouldn't consider it as a crime, to kill a guy who enjoys fighting, humiliating and torturing others for his own pleasure."
Liam said, his voice sounded, more cold then the usual tone he had. He didn't know what it was, probably the rush of adrenaline taking over. "I won't stop squeezing, oh and don't try punching me again, cause I know wrestling and if you want broken bones, then be my guest."
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