Shane: Let’s get this started then.

She cracked her knuckles. The guys brandished their pipes and Carlos ditched his gun on a crate and picked up a pipe too.

Carlos: Shane McCutcheon, this is the day you die.

Carmen: Shane, run!

The guys circled around her. Shane stood there, ready. A burly man charged at her raising his pipe above his head. Shane easily side stepped him and pushed him into a bunch of crates.

Shane: Common, there’s got to be more than that.

Carlos: You, go.

This time a skinny kid came at Shane. He was able to hit her once on the arm where the bullet from the night Carmen was kidnapped. Shane winced a bit. She grabbed the pipe and pulled the boy closer and kneed him in the nose.

Shane: Carlos, next time, get people who aren’t underage. And ones that stand a chance.

Carlos: Get her!

All four guys got up. The boy with the broken nose grabbed another pipe. Shane twirled the new toy she just acquired. Maybe all those times she actually went to kendo was worth it.

Shane: Kote!

Her voice was deafening.  Her pipe slammed down on the guys’ hands. They were all surprised at how fast she was. Shane was behind them already.

Shane: Do!

She struck with amazing accuracy hitting all of their stomachs having them bend over in pain. Again she stood in front of them.

Shane: Next would be men, the head. I think I can crack your skulls open. What do you think?

Carlos: I think you should drop it.

Shane spun around to see Carlos pointing a gun at Carmen.

Shane: You wouldn’t, you love her.

Carlos: If I can’t have her you can’t either.

Shane: Stop being so childish.

Carlos: Drop it.

The deranged look in his eyes made the fear in Shane’s heart flicker. Shane dropped it.

Carmen: Shane. Run. Please, I beg you.

Carlos’ hand slammed across Carmen’s face. It sent her and the chair tumbling to the ground.

Shane: Carm!

Shane lunged forward but two pairs of hands grabbed her. Carlos picked Carmen back up and set the chair straight.