Dex was fist were descending with all his might, his weight, and his speed. He could almost feel his fist slamming into his opponents’ neck and skull. Almost. Suddenly the world seems to either halt or speed up for Dex.
For Billy, it was like a splinter of time froze and three word ignited inside him. He knew his time for passive observation was over. What needed to be seen up to this point, had been seen. He had taken the measure of the other extraordinary man. Devastating blow after devastating blow. Billy still stood. His opponent had been found wanting. “Fuck’em Up Billy.” were words not heard by Billy’s ears, but heard by his dark brutal soul as Joe Murder said them. Billy's monster smiled deep inside him as he was loosed.
One moment Dex felt he was about to land the decisive blow, and the next, his stunned, staggered and vulnerable opponent's appearance changed with him catching both Dex’s fist in his own. His speed, power, and momentum came to a complete and abrupt halt. It was so quick and shocking, it was like Dex hit a wall. Dex was jarred as he found himself lock and held in place by Billy. Billy’s massive hands wrapped around his right wrist and his left fist. They held Dex like massive steel vices, hard, cold, and unyielding.
Dex looked into Billy’s eyes, not passive, not dazed, or vulnerable. No, these eyes shined in a dark arcane spectrum of blue. Swirling and flickering with the clear blue of the morning sky, the shocking blue of a lightning strike and the darkest blue of the depth of the ocean where monsters dwell.
Dex’s eyes shimmered with shock as Billy inhaled deeply and said with a sneer, “Fucking Fear.”
Alec Musc
2020-04-25 05:49:46 +0000 UTC