Friday, July 18, 2025

Get-Back

    A hooded man snuck into a hallway... Only to see it full of goons. A brief silence fell. 

    "This where the bathroom at?" The hooded man asked nonchalantly.

    "You're clearly in the wrong place," a goon said while getting into fighting stance. The hooded man smiled before raising his fists.

    "Nah."

    The first goon stepped to the hooded man and swiftly swung on him. The hooded man slipped his opponents jabs and countered with two body blows and a swift chin check, putting his opponent to sleep. He bounced on his toes a couple times before taunting the rest. They then rushed in like a wave. The hooded man slipped and countered several opponents, Dempsey rolling through the wave. He then came up with an uppercut against one, turning to face the next foe. Perfectly timed, as the next goon was mid swing. He redirected the swing away before chin checking this goon as well. He then heard a click coming from one of the bodies, and his eyes darted over to the sound. The next goon came at him with a knife, and he maintained distance. The goon went for a stab, but Hood weaved past it and landed a hard blow to the goon's kidney. The goon collapsed to the ground and threw up. Hood checked his surroundings for more goons, but he was the only one left standing. 

    "Flawless victory," Hood said to himself. A large goon then walked into the hallway and immediately noticed the others on the ground. He then looked at Hood. "Would you believe it's a group nap?" The larger goon slowly shook his head. "Eh, worth a shot." The large goon then charged at him. "Nope." At the last moment, Hood sidestepped the bulldozer. Though with his momentum, the large goon ran past him and slipped on the vomit of his ally. He landed right on his face. "Oof," Hood said while wincing. Though the large goon didn't get back up. Hood stepped a little closer and poked Bulldozer a couple times. Upon realizing he was out cold, Hood chuckled before bursting out laughing. After that moment, Hood continued on his mission.



(Can't Hold Me Down; Instrumental)

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