Ch 4 Building Blocks

As I pass by the Reclusive Diner to get some grub. I think back on what transpired in the MetaMatch after Grundy's challenge.

Copplepots security sent the furry to the waiting arena to finalize the contract. I sent them away saying, " I don't fuck animals", and returned to my spot. Granite purred at the violence that was happening in the ring. It was the prelims and King shark and Killer Croc were duking it out. The mat was a lake of blood. These guys were in every sense of the word, animals. And Granite loved every last bit of it. Eventually the Shark Tank bit off Crocs head and proceeded to feast upon his prize. The blood was a little too thick so the guys knew that getting the fish out of there was dangerous. They electrified the cage and made it his temporary prison. We relocated to the spare open mat used for sparring.

It was my fight so I stepped up to the mat and waited for the opponent. " it's time for the match you've all been waiting for …. Our beloved Champion: Granite Vs Little Red", the ref was uncertain about the name but me and Granite? We were all smiles. Little Red was a pet name for the illusive bounty hunter. Wary and looking a little roughed up from his time in the back was the man himself, Red Hood.

He gets into his fighting stance, and observes us.As expected of the bat, even his former family leaves no openings. I begin to circle him, tiny pieces of us begin to flake off us and land on the floor. All part of the plan. We vanish and slide along the floor, aiming to cripple his legs. His leg twitches, we dash back and a second later my eyes find his foot up and in kicking position to take my head off. The air is still trying to recover from the force of that kick.

We change plans. We dash towards him and at the last moment pull back. Granite flies through the air and attaches herself to half of his body and keeps him stuck in place. My body is naked, all except for my right hand. I send a thought to Granite through our connection. She transforms into a dagger in my hand. I take off in dizzying speed, I telegraph my dagger. He aims to block, I throw my dagger. I speed to where I'm in front of my dagger. I twist my body into a full powered kick and shatter his one armed guard. I grab his arm and pull the dagger comes a second later. The dagger drills a hole through his neck, tendons, muscles, and all. I back off and stumble, I look down and see that my right leg is broken, the bones shattered. The very leg I used to break his guard was shattered. Dangerous.

It's a good thing he's dead. Granite( in blob form) was flown right next to me. Our connection told me that her breathing was uneven. My instincts scream and I dash to the side only to feel pain flare across my face, I look up and see my blood dripping off the fuckers armored kneecap. I'm having trouble breathing and I find that my nose is broken. This guy is dangerous.