"Better to fight for something that live for nothing." ~ George S. Patton.

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"Let's not deal with these minor things." Rose said dragging Alex out of the room. I heard her blow a whistle and in less than two seconds, we were surrounded by five bulk heads.

"Finish them off. Except the mom." Rose said leading Alex and Ryder down to the drawing room.

I looked at Brad asking him a silent question. He replied with the same expression I expected.

They're the same guys that killed his father.

"Alright, let this be a fair fight. We don't use weapons. You don't use weapons. You can throw stuff though." I said, trying to set the rules.

"Kid, does it look like we need a gun to finish you off?" One of them grunted.

"Maybe. Here, catch." I said, throwing gun like a frisbee straight at his face. Is that counted as a weapon? I said you can throw things around.

Billy: SCORE!

Brad took the hint and untied his mom, while I was busy trying not to become Chad powder.

Hey, Chad powder is a delicacy. Not everyone gets it.

"Brad, a little help?" I asked, facing four and a half people in front of me.

The guy was still rubbing his eye, where I had hit him. The other idiots just stared at me, thinking of ways to torture me.

"Are these babies hungry?" Brad asked, balling up his fist. "'Cuz I got them some knuckle sandwiches." He smirked throwing a punch at  the guy who was rubbing his eye.

I gave Brad a bro fist and he gladly took it.

1 down, 4 to go.

This time, those peanut heads came at us all at once.

"Wow, a combo! Punch one get two free." I said, dodging the two who came at me from opposite directions.

"You guys are such clowns." I chuckled as they banged against each other's heads.

If they were a cartoon, they'd be steaming out red gas from their ears. I'm not joking.

I could see Brad handling the other two pretty well. I turned my attention back to the peanut heads in front of me.

"Don't know what hit you, huh?" I said, kicking one of them and punching the other at the same time. The guy I just kicked fell down to his knees.

One down, one to go.

He threw a kick at my face and I ducked, dodging it.

"That's not how it's done." I said, shaking my head. I grabbed his leg which now in mid air and twisted it, making him fall the the ground.

I'm going to thank Alex for this one. (The one in the gym. Not the kidnapper.)

Jut then, I heard another body slump down on the floor. Giving Brad a high five, I looked around at our master piece.

"Mom. Don't move. Stay here." Brad said, as if he were talking to a kindergartener. He hurried out of the room and ran downstairs with me following him.

"What now?" I asked.

"We just kill them all." He said.

"Sure and then buy some peanuts along the way, too." I said casually.

"What?" He asked once we reached the bottom of the stairs.

"It's not going to be that easy. We need a plan for this." I explained.

He made a serious face and said, "The plan. I forgot to tell you the plan. The plan is â don't get killed or do anything stupid and kill all those three." He handed me his pocket knife.

"I don't need that." I said, pushing his hand away.

"What are you going to use, then?" He asked slightly confused.

"I figured my fists are just as awesome as any weapon." I said balling up my fist and admiring them.

"Whatever. Go find the others. We'll split."

I gave him a quick nod and patted his shoulder before going in the opposite direction. "Be careful." I said.

I started searching the drawing room and the kitchen while Brad went to the basement.

Obviously, I went to the kitchen first because I might also find other things than those people...

Billy: Stay focused!

But I am focused! (Well, maybe more on food but I am focused.)

I roamed around the kitchen, looking inside the fridge and thee cupboards.

Billy: Wow, Chad. People obviously hide in refrigerators and cupboards.

My search was cut short when I heard a sudden sound of something falling down. And I was sure it came from the basement.

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I know, kill me now. It's been forever since I've updated and I came up with like 752 words. Sorry, that was pathetic but I'M NOT REALLY GOOD WITH WRITING FIGHTING SCENES AND THATS ALL THAT I WANTED TO HAPPEN IN DIS CHAPPY. But stay tuned for the next update!