A Furious Chick

Katherine Fucking Howard

Katherine

It's a fancy building with glass windows and doors. Using my binoculars, I can see my brother and team in a series of chains, sitting at a glass table. A woman with brown hair is pacing back and forth. There's maybe three security guards on the bottom level, more on top. This is going to be a long day. I pick up my phone and dial the number again.

"Don't tell me your backing out?" She laughed.

"I'm only going to ask once before I come in there and beat your ass so bad, the Devil will weep." I growled. "Let. Them. Go."

"Negative." Cami sighed. "But I'll do you a favor. I won't lay a hand on you while your working your way through my team. I want to kill you when your at your lowest point."

I laughed. "Well, then, grab some popcorn and a coke."

I stomped on the gas, the car jerking forward. My body pressed against the seat as the car sped down the road, towards the building. I laughed wildly.

"You think you can outdo me, Cami? I am the Queen of Destruction. Hahaha!" I screeched.

My car shot through the two big glass window and slammed into a wall. My front was a goner. Smoke rose from the engine and I look up. A man is stuck in between my car and the wall, slumped.

One down, a lot more to go.

I get out of the car. Cami is looking at me, wide eyed. One of the security guards charged at me. I pulled my knife from my bun and chucked it at him. It lodged in his throat. I pulled it out, dripping with blood.

I felt a big arm wrapped around my neck and squeezed the life out of me. Another set of fist slugged my stomach. I struggled for air. I wrapped my legs around the sluggers neck and squeezed as hard as the other guy was squeezing me. I reach for my gun and shoot the choker and pistol whip the guy that is between my legs. He falls to the ground.

A team of big guys rush to the scene. I stand straight and sighed.

"Come on you bloody bastards." I hissed.

I hold up the gun and take down three before I'm swept off my feet and was kicked relentlessly. Wind was knocked out of me. I shoot a round wildly, not caring when they land. I'm able to get up. Alarms in the building go off. Intruder alert. I am weak as I reload. More men, more bullets. More bullets, more bloodshed. I work my way through the crowd, punching and kicking, shooting and slicing until there's no more.

I am bloody, sweaty and disoriented. I walk over to the bitch who was watching in amusement.

"I've underestimated you." She grinned. "But in the end, it is I that will prevail."

"That's where your mistaken, bitch." I panted. "I always win. That's how I booted you from number one."

She lunged at me, knocking me down. She straddles me, punching me endlessly in the face. I grab ahold of her hair and bucked her off of me and stood. I raised my fists, waiting for her to stand. My back is to the team but I can feel their eyes on me. I must save them.

I kicked her in the face with my left leg. I grabbed her by the throat and smashed my face into hers. She screamed out. She kicked me in the stomach, me falling back. I fall onto the table, the glass shattering beneath me. Hell, maybe I am gaining weight

I get up, glass digging in my back. I shudder. I run to her, kicking her in the throat and grabbed a gun from the floor.

"Who's gonna prevail?" I panted.

She laughed. "Shoot me...killer."

And so I fucking did.

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Tried to make this brawl as epic as possible...let me know if you want more spark or a little less spark.

-Chicken Soup