Chapter 99 - To the Victor the Spoils
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Chapter 99 - To the Victor the Spoils
Chapter 99 - To the Victor the Spoils
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With so much on the line, Ekyt couldn't afford mistakes. Despite his sickening blood loss at the hands of Lara-Le (See last issue- N.G.) he was feeling good. Confident. It was rare for him, really. He was normally the akward, shy, semi-goofy kid who happened to have the most coveted job on his place of domicile. This time, he had more than honor to fight for. It was there, but that took a back seat to doing the right thing. Linda-Su didn't deserve this, and he would be darned if he was going to stand by and let it happen. She had done so much for him. He was going to help her if it was the last thing he would do. And because of the blood loss, it might very well be. But it was a worthwhile risk.
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Linda-Su couldn't believe it. She sat in a dormant state, stunned. <i>It wasn't my fault! This isn't fair! I had no choice.</i> She packed up the last of her things. But at that moment her sister, Julie-Su, came rushing in. “Linda, Ekyt's in trouble. He's at the olive grove again, but he got attacked before and…oh, come see!” They ran full speed.
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Ekyt staggered with each punch, refusing to go down. Staph went for a huge punch that Ekyt dodged. But Staph's next shot hit his head, causing the blood to pour down even more. His face a mask of crimson, Ekyt could feel himself losing consciousness. Locke asked him if he wanted to stop the bout. Ekyt shook his head. There was so much more at stake than victory. <br> Linda saw this: Her boyfriend, ekyt, his bare chest covered with his own blood, staggering with each shot. She saw him fight back, but there wasn't much behind his punches. She knew the only thing he could do that was legal, but it would cost him: He had to force Staph to “concede” That meant Staph would give up the fight of his own accord. But that would leave Ekyt open to a beating. Linda would have no part of that. But for now, she could do nothing but watch.
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Ekyt made one last real decision before he could run purely on instinct. He hated the thought of it, but he had to do it. He grabbed Staph around the neck, arms locked, yanked him down, and wrapped his legs around Staph's stomach, pulling on his neck and crushing his stomach. This move (an actually amateur wrestling move I thought would fit- N.G.) cut off the air flow to the lungs, and the blood flow to the brain at the same time. With his punches and kicks effectively out of the picture, Ekyt had to hope this would do it.
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Staph began to grow desperate. He clawed backward at Ekyt, aiming for eyes, hair, anything that could break the grip. Ekyt held on. Locke and Archimedes started to check Staph, but before that could happen, the Dark Legion rushed the ring. One hit Ekyt in the face while the others kicked and punched at the rest of his body. Ekyt couldn't even fight back, he was to weak. Immediately, all the people he had brought with him to the grove jumped in.
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The blood flow brought a rush of adrenaline. Ekyt charged into the middle of the echidna mass, bent of doing as much destruction as he could. He took three out by throwing himself across them. They fought back, only to be knocked unconscious for their troubles.
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Knuckles turned to Shadow. “They're killing him. Shadow, use chaos control to slow down time. Linda and I will get him out of there.” “I missed the part where that's my problem.” Shadow said, turning away. Knuckles, in his rage, forgot his own powers and accidentally used a different version of the chaos blast. Linda was already in the middle of the fight.
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Ekyt felt arms around him, pinning his arms down. He turned to headbutt of kick his attacker, only to find Linda. “Linda? Thank God you're allright!” he said, elbowing someone in the face. Linda dragged him away. “I'm fine, and I'll explain things later. Right now, you're not okay. We've got to get you away from here!” “I can't leave until I've won.” Ekyt said. “You did win!” she exclaimed. “He didn't give up.” “No, he was disqualified when his friends attacked you. I don't have to leave. Neither do you. But we do need to get out of here.” She said urgently, punching one assailant in the face. “I can't leave them.” Linda swore to herself and pulled out her handcuffs. She cuffed him and yanked him away. “Let's go! You're half dead! The dark legion is on the run!”
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They got back to their house. She laid Ekyt on the couch, not caring that he was bleeding all over it. “We've got to close that gash up. Both of them.” Ekyt realized that he had somehow gotten his chest cut open. She wrapped bandages around him, then held a towel to his forehead. “Julie told me what happened.” She said as she held the towel down. “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so hasty to judge.” He began to sit up. “No, no, no, you're not going anywhere!” “I've gotta help them!” he said. She sat down on his bare chest, pinning his shoulders down, causing him to blush. She wiped more blood from his face as she lowered her face to his. She looked him directly in the eye. “You're already a hero. Now take it easy. You're always doing the right thing for someone else. But this time, you're going to do the right thing for yourself.” She wrapped him in a tight hug. She kissed his neck and ear, the two places on his face that weren't marred by the blood.
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“Okay.” He gave up. “You're right. I shouldn't have let myself get like this. But I couldn't let them just kick you off the island for something that wasn't your fault. I've been there.” He wiped his eyes as they stung. “I couldn't let that happen. Even if you were still with Staph. I guess I'm just a goofy son of a gun.” Linda smiled, the blood flow finally stopping. “Yeah, but you're my goofy son of a gun!”
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With so much on the line, Ekyt couldn't afford mistakes. Despite his sickening blood loss at the hands of Lara-Le (See last issue- N.G.) he was feeling good. Confident. It was rare for him, really. He was normally the akward, shy, semi-goofy kid who happened to have the most coveted job on his place of domicile. This time, he had more than honor to fight for. It was there, but that took a back seat to doing the right thing. Linda-Su didn't deserve this, and he would be darned if he was going to stand by and let it happen. She had done so much for him. He was going to help her if it was the last thing he would do. And because of the blood loss, it might very well be. But it was a worthwhile risk.
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Linda-Su couldn't believe it. She sat in a dormant state, stunned. <i>It wasn't my fault! This isn't fair! I had no choice.</i> She packed up the last of her things. But at that moment her sister, Julie-Su, came rushing in. “Linda, Ekyt's in trouble. He's at the olive grove again, but he got attacked before and…oh, come see!” They ran full speed.
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Ekyt staggered with each punch, refusing to go down. Staph went for a huge punch that Ekyt dodged. But Staph's next shot hit his head, causing the blood to pour down even more. His face a mask of crimson, Ekyt could feel himself losing consciousness. Locke asked him if he wanted to stop the bout. Ekyt shook his head. There was so much more at stake than victory. <br> Linda saw this: Her boyfriend, ekyt, his bare chest covered with his own blood, staggering with each shot. She saw him fight back, but there wasn't much behind his punches. She knew the only thing he could do that was legal, but it would cost him: He had to force Staph to “concede” That meant Staph would give up the fight of his own accord. But that would leave Ekyt open to a beating. Linda would have no part of that. But for now, she could do nothing but watch.
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Ekyt made one last real decision before he could run purely on instinct. He hated the thought of it, but he had to do it. He grabbed Staph around the neck, arms locked, yanked him down, and wrapped his legs around Staph's stomach, pulling on his neck and crushing his stomach. This move (an actually amateur wrestling move I thought would fit- N.G.) cut off the air flow to the lungs, and the blood flow to the brain at the same time. With his punches and kicks effectively out of the picture, Ekyt had to hope this would do it.
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Staph began to grow desperate. He clawed backward at Ekyt, aiming for eyes, hair, anything that could break the grip. Ekyt held on. Locke and Archimedes started to check Staph, but before that could happen, the Dark Legion rushed the ring. One hit Ekyt in the face while the others kicked and punched at the rest of his body. Ekyt couldn't even fight back, he was to weak. Immediately, all the people he had brought with him to the grove jumped in.
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The blood flow brought a rush of adrenaline. Ekyt charged into the middle of the echidna mass, bent of doing as much destruction as he could. He took three out by throwing himself across them. They fought back, only to be knocked unconscious for their troubles.
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Knuckles turned to Shadow. “They're killing him. Shadow, use chaos control to slow down time. Linda and I will get him out of there.” “I missed the part where that's my problem.” Shadow said, turning away. Knuckles, in his rage, forgot his own powers and accidentally used a different version of the chaos blast. Linda was already in the middle of the fight.
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Ekyt felt arms around him, pinning his arms down. He turned to headbutt of kick his attacker, only to find Linda. “Linda? Thank God you're allright!” he said, elbowing someone in the face. Linda dragged him away. “I'm fine, and I'll explain things later. Right now, you're not okay. We've got to get you away from here!” “I can't leave until I've won.” Ekyt said. “You did win!” she exclaimed. “He didn't give up.” “No, he was disqualified when his friends attacked you. I don't have to leave. Neither do you. But we do need to get out of here.” She said urgently, punching one assailant in the face. “I can't leave them.” Linda swore to herself and pulled out her handcuffs. She cuffed him and yanked him away. “Let's go! You're half dead! The dark legion is on the run!”
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They got back to their house. She laid Ekyt on the couch, not caring that he was bleeding all over it. “We've got to close that gash up. Both of them.” Ekyt realized that he had somehow gotten his chest cut open. She wrapped bandages around him, then held a towel to his forehead. “Julie told me what happened.” She said as she held the towel down. “I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so hasty to judge.” He began to sit up. “No, no, no, you're not going anywhere!” “I've gotta help them!” he said. She sat down on his bare chest, pinning his shoulders down, causing him to blush. She wiped more blood from his face as she lowered her face to his. She looked him directly in the eye. “You're already a hero. Now take it easy. You're always doing the right thing for someone else. But this time, you're going to do the right thing for yourself.” She wrapped him in a tight hug. She kissed his neck and ear, the two places on his face that weren't marred by the blood.
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“Okay.” He gave up. “You're right. I shouldn't have let myself get like this. But I couldn't let them just kick you off the island for something that wasn't your fault. I've been there.” He wiped his eyes as they stung. “I couldn't let that happen. Even if you were still with Staph. I guess I'm just a goofy son of a gun.” Linda smiled, the blood flow finally stopping. “Yeah, but you're my goofy son of a gun!”
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Violet_Rose on June 20, 2006, 2:29:40 PM
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^ ^ AWESOME, lolShadowthe_hedgehog on June 17, 2006, 8:42:33 AM
KOOL, what happens next????? (I don't expect u to tell me) YAY, this is awesome ^^