Mikey & Marzi
"Oi," Mikey said as he pointed toward where Marzi was standing. "That person over there belongs to me. I will be taking him back now."
"Oh?" Marzi spoke with a low snare in his voice. "Belongs to you? Is that so? Well, you certainly haven't treated him nicely enough for him to have wound up in my territory."
"I'm not in the mood for this right now," Mikey said with a frustrated sigh as he shook his head sideways and rubbed his eyes. "If what you are about to say to me isn't, "I am sorry for wasting your time sir, please take him and leave," THEN SHUT THE HELL UP!"
When Mikey yelled, silence filled the room as nobody on Marzi's side dared to even move right now lest they might offend him for even breathing wrong.
"Ha. Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Marzi started laughing as though amused rather than upset, and this action even put off Mr Smiley who was watching from behind Mikey as he whispered, "Creepy."
"Kid, you have no idea who you just insulted. But that's okay because today you are going to learn." After saying those words, he tapped his finger on his phone and this made his screen turn red. The next thing everyone knew, a whole load of people started walking into the room from the back of the building.
Some had scars, others were wearing ripped clothing, some had unique hairstyles, and there was even somebody with a fishbowl, but what most of them had in common were weapons. Bats, crowbars, hammers, all of which were tools that could be bought from a local dealership.
And yet strangely enough, not a single one of them was carrying a firearm.
Looking at the numbers, there were about 30 people who walked in from the back of the building. Adding Marzi and the other 3 guys who were holding Saffi and the two people lying unconscious on the floor, brought the total of people against Mikey to 35.
On Mikey's side, excluding Mikey, Dragon, and Saffi, there were a total of 50 people who were under Mikey.
"You know," Mikey said as he took a small glance at the people by Marzi's side. "For a person who thinks he is top Sh*t, I expected you to have a lot more people on your side.
"We are a small family, but we get through," Marzi replied as he tilted his head slightly.
"Guys!" Mikey shouted, "It looks like some of you are going to have to share as you fight. But know this, that guy in the women's jewelry... is mine!" Mikey growled as his glare on Marzi became more intense.
The people behind him shouted and nodded along as they readied themselves to fight.
"Carlifonia Avengers!" Dragon yelled as he came to stand beside Mikey, "Charge!"
At once, the people on Mikey's side went in to fight against their foes. In retaliation, Marzi's men also went in without needing so much as to be told what to do.
Including the person who was about to hit Saffi with a bat in his hands.
When the two high school boys saw him leave to fight, they let go of Saffi and ran off to go and hide.
After losing to Mikey once before, they already knew that it wouldn't make much of a difference whether or not they chose to fight.
This meant that Saffi was free to run away wherever he liked. He rubbed his wrist and motioned to get up but as soon as he did so he noticed that Marzi was still watching him.
Despite there being an all-out brawl happening right in front of him, his main focus was still watching Saffi. As though the fight right now meant nothing to him. He had darted his eyes away for a bit to look at the two boys who were running away, but after letting out a soft sigh in what might be disappointment, he then brought them back down on Saffi.
It was as though he was telling Saffi not to move at all or else he would stop him.
Mikey who saw that Saffi wasn't being guarded anymore asked himself, "What's going on in his head!? Why isn't he getting up??" but as he looked towards where Saffi's eyes were focused, he saw that Saffi couldn't get up even if he wanted to.
Annoyed at the sight of this, Mikey told Dragon to cover him as he made a break for the man in jewelry who was watching Saffi.
Dragon nodded in agreement and proceeded to pull the attention of all of the guys who were standing in Mikey's way. This allowed Mikey to get past them and quickly make his way over to Saffi, but now there were about 5 different people all aggravated towards Dragon.
Not that he couldn't fight 5 people at once, but the fact that they were older and stronger than him made this fight a bit more troublesome than he would prefer it.
As they all ganged up on him he did his best to dodge in between them and look for openings to counterattack, but as much as he tried to, he couldn't dodge everything. And just when it looked like he was about to get hit in the face by somebody, that somebody ended up getting speared to the floor by Mutt.
Mutt got on top of his opponent and started pounding them in the face until they were unconscious. As he did so he said to Dragon, "You know, I've been telling you guys that fighting isn't my thing for so long, but yet every week we hang out, we somehow get into one. Are you guys perhaps a bad influence?"
"Heh, says the one dressed up with a mohawk, your hairstyle and clothing make us seem like the goody two shoes here," Mr ponytail said as he took on 2 of the remaining four that Dragon was fighting.
"Like seriously," Mr ponytail said as he blocked a punch from someone in front of him and then kicked the guys coming behind him in his jewels while looking at Mutt, "Are you wearing a leather jacket today? Were you perhaps going for a motorcycle outfit? You don't even own one!"
"Hey!" Mutt yelled in self-defense, "This was a gift from my grandma, it looks cool!"
"Heh, sure sure," Mr ponytail laughed.
"I think it does look cool," Mr Smiley chimed in as he took on one of the remaining 2 guys Dragon was fighting with. He had snuck up behind him and managed to get the man pinned down as he hammered away on his head with his knuckles.
"Not on you though, it would look wayyy cooler on me. Wanna toss it over after we are done here so that I can style it?" he asked with a glimmer of excitement in his voice.
"HELL NO! Buy your own! These things are expensive!" Mutt yelled back. As he replied, he felt his opponent move their body a little bit so he hit them in their face again just to make sure that they were really unconscious.
"I thought you said your grandma bought it for you, so it was basically free ~ bleh," Mr smiley teased as he stuck his tongue out toward Mutt.
"Can you guys focus on finishing your fights so that we can help the others over there with theirs? We may have the numbers advantage here but they are still stronger and carry weapons," Dragon angrily yelled as he twisted his opponent's hand to make them miss their attack on him. He then got behind them quickly, hit them on the back of their head, and knocked them over.
"Huhhh!? Look at this guy yelling at us after we came all this way to help him," Mr ponytail retorted as he had one person in a headlock and was kicking the other person who was still down from when he got kicked in his jewels.
"I know right? I was feeling generous today and made my way over to help him out, and now I get yelled at instead. That doesn't feel very nice." Mr. Smiley whined as his fists were now red with blood.
"Hey Dragon, buy me ice cream after this for yelling at me," Smiley pitched in.
"Oh, me too," Mutt added in. "Money's been pretty tight lately."
"Hey everyone, after this is over, Dragon said he is getting you all ice cream!!" Mr ponytail shouted towards the crowd.
As they heard this, their motivation to win had reached an all-time high. Even the adults they were fighting were taken aback by their surprising burst of energy.
Dragon felt a sharp sting in his heart knowing that now he was forced to comply to have to pay for everyone here after the battle was over or else have them be faced with a cruel disappointment later on.
But as for now, he wouldn't think about that.
Right now as he looked further into the distance, he couldn't help but worry about how Mikey's fight with these people's leader would go.
****
Mikey had gotten past the crowd of people in his way and was making his way over to the part of the building where Saffi and Marzi were. As he got closer, he went from running, into a light jog, and then finally into a slow walk as he as he glared at Marzi.
Marzi who had been focused only on Saffi, heard some approaching footsteps and turned his gaze away to see who was coming. And surprisingly to him if only by a small margin, the little brat who had barked all the way from his door was now bearing his teeth right in front of him.
Marzi nodded lightly at him. He then took off the rings he was wearing, the earrings, necklaces, chains, and any other items or pieces of clothing that would get in his way, and he laid them all on the table that was right by him.
He let out a small groan as he cracked his neck slightly and then got a bit closer to Mikey.
"Well then, let us talk," he said as he threw a fist straight toward Mikey's face.
Mikey dodged to blow and quickly latched onto Marzi's arm as he got on top of it. Using his body weight, he brought Marzi's face downwards and tried to make it meet with his foot, but Marzi placed his other hand in between the two of them to block it.
Marzi then pushed Mikey's leg away and forced him to get off of him and back up a bit.
Saffi who was watching all of this play out couldn't help but feel agitated as he watched Mikey fight for him. He wanted to go in and help, but he knew that he would only get in his way.
But maybe, just maybe if he waited a little bit. He could find the opening that he needed to help put down Marzi.
Marzi followed up against Mikey by swinging two fists at him, one after the other. Each one of them missed but left a nice little dent in the floor.
Mikey backed up some more and then placed both his hands on the floor as he twirled around and attempted to kick Marzi directly in his chest.
Marzi lifted his left leg up towards his chest and blocked the attack, after which he quickly placed down his foot and swung the other one right for Mikey's hands. Mikey lifted his hands off the ground, barely dodging the attack as he rolled away to make some distance again.
Mikey had a sort of shocked expression on him to which Marzi replied, "What? Do you think you are the only one who can kick? Well, I'll have you know, I've never missed leg day."
"No, you just didn't seem like the flexible type to me," Mikey responded.
****
As the two of them were going at it, there was one more person on their side of the building who had taken an interest in what was going on.
The person who Saffi had beaten up earlier was finally waking up with pains all over his body and bloody red eyes. His body hurt like hell to him, and he had never been beaten this much before in all of his life.
Seeing that Marzi was occupied and that Saffi was distracted, he said to himself, "That prick! That son of a gun! He's dead!! I'll f**king kill that bastard."