Brawl

For entry in competition. Also an excerpt from Tidesong.

Screams broke out as Ace crashed through the plaster and into a table, sending a couple of girls running behind the bar. He stood up, brushing away the dirt from his shoulder and picking up his hat. 

“I did try to apologies." He put his hat back on as a wicked grin crossed his face. 

“Damn brat!” The man growled, stepping through the hole in the wall.

“Mind if I know the name of my opponent? I need to know what to put on your tombstone.” Ace smirked.

“Cocky B*****d” the man growled.

“Suits you!” Ace replied, "It's a pleasure, Mr. B*****d."

“They call me Tosspint. Tell me, what’s you’re mamas name, someone is gonna have to comfort the poor gal when she buries her son.” 

"My mama has been dead for years, if you have to know." Ace snapped as he came up with his fist, knocking Tosspint backwards, sending his head rolling across his shoulders. Tosspint retaliated, bringing his elbow down on Ace’s head. Ace grabbed him around the waist, flipping him over his back and slamming his head into the floor, cracking the floor boards. Tosspint grabbed Ace by the foot, pulling him down, as he climbed back onto his feet. He swung hard, sending Ace smashing through the bar. 

Ace was back on his feet in seconds. He kicked Tosspint in the chest, sending him crashing backwards through the door. Tosspint grabbed at the frame in an attempt to steady himself, pulling the woodwork off. Ace jumped across the wrecked door and landed with his foot on Tosspints head. Arms crossed, beaming with pride as if he was victorious. Tosspint grabbed his foot, sending him sprawling on the ground and grabbed the back of his head slamming his face into the cobble street. Ace grabbed him by the belt and sent him flying through the window of the bar across the street. Glass shattered and several patrons ran out, screaming. Tosspint staggered back out into the street where Ace was standing, blood running down the side of his

face. The two stood, panting staring at each other. 

"Ya know. You pack a hell of a punch, you damn brat." Tosspint gasped.

"As do you, B*****d." Ace wiped the blood away from his face, cautiously walking around the big man and picking up his hat.

"Sorry, to hear bout your ma, can I buy you a drink or such?" Tosspint said, turning to keep Ace in full view.

"Eh, it's not like I remember her, but, if the offer still stand, I'd take it. I'll cover your tab tomorrow, if ya want to call a truce." Ace shrugged, picking up the hat and dusting it off.

"Agreed. But by the looks of things, I think we need to find a new watering hole."

Reviews

[Langley Serra]

hmm...needs more concrete descriptions and timing to give life to these action sequences: The phases go too quickly.

[Kitalia Emme]

Thank you! I will work to improve. I really appreciate the feed back.