VI.CancellationA Chapter by Mark DanielsMarcus landed the first punch, launching Jack backwards for a pretty good distance, but Jack managed to catch himself, running right back at Marcus. “I will give him this much, he has got speed.” Marcus thought. “but that ice should slow down the speed of his attacks. Try using that to your advantage.” Marc commented, watching Marcus use his own speed to swiftly evade his younger brother. Jack soon gave up and dropped back, using the surrounding snow and ice to his advantage. He made a snow shield in front of himself. On the side, he made a semi-large sized snowball. “and I thought we were too old for snowball fights.” Marcus said, his attention diverted from the shield to the snowball. Jack just laughed and launched huge ice shards at Marcus. He dodged the ones he couldn’t manage to melt. “Tricky little kid, using a diversion to help his real atta-“ Marcus hit the ground in mid-sentence. Marc looked around and saw a pretty nice sized ice spear in Marcus’ back. “Backstabber.” Marc grumbled, trying to keep Marcus alive. “Oh come on brother, I know you’re strong enough to take a little icicle to the back. He sighed and slid over to Marcus. “Really, you put up absolutely no fight. What a shame-“ Marcus grabbed his leg, throwing him into a car as he stood up. “Never. Underestimate your enemy. You of all people should know this Jack.” He said, smiling “Dude, you know this is never going to end, right? Your powers are matched for a reason.” Jack stood back up and brushed the snow off his body. “I fell for that one…Maybe now I’ll put up a little bit of a fight.” He said, hiding himself in another blizzard. Marcus sighed and dispelled most of the snow around him. Jack started throwing ice at him from every possible angle, but Marcus easily saw each attack and dodged it. “Come on, is that the best you got!?” He yelled. This just wasn’t like Jack. Jack never played fairly.
Suddenly, Marcus felt a sharp, piercing pain in the same spot in his back the icicle hit him. “you are distracted far too easily.” Jack said, pulling his blade from his older brother’s back. Marcus hit his knees and gasped. He struggled to get up and face Jack. “I’m more powerful than you will ever hope to be. My element is far more superior than your silly little flames.” “That doesn’t make you powerful Jack.” Marcus said, lighting up his hands and trying to take a swing at him. “Oh, I beg to differ brother.” He replied, moving out of Marcus’ way all too easily. He took his blade and changed its shape to a long flat piece of ice. He used it as a bat, shattering it into Marcus’ chest, sending shards into his body, and also launching him into the air. Marcus tried to stop himself, but he ended up slamming into a lamppost. He fell to the ground and made an attempt to get to his feet, to no avail. “I wish I could say this was fun, but I already know you never had a chance to beat me, let alone kill me.” Jack chuckled, kicking over Marcus, who had managed to get to his knees. “you can’t even stand, yet you continue to fight? How amusing.” Marc was struggling to keep Marcus warm, let alone alive after all the physical damage Jack had doen to him, and that Marcus was still trying to fight. “you’ll…..never……u-uderstand true p-power…..” Marcus began before Jack kicked him a few more times to shut him up. “Hang on boss…”Marc said, worried for Marcus’ safety and his own. “Marc….I feel cold…so cold. And tired…”He replied softly. He saw a bright flash of light before finally blacking out. © 2011 Mark DanielsReviews
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1 Review Added on January 2, 2011 Last Updated on January 2, 2011 AuthorMark Daniels44077, OHAboutWell, here you go. This is my personal poetry/writing site. Please, feel free to browse around and read that which i have created. Also leave me some comments and suggestions, they're all welsome. Oth.. more..Writing
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