part of my story: the really cool fight scene-Tanya Sanchez versus Joshua Stewart

Writer’s note: this fight scene will be included in my new story, Redeemer. the story is about a prima ballerina who transfered to a new place where her graceful side will be challenged. surrounded by hiphop dancers and enthusiast, Tanya (the prima ballerina) will get to meet Chase Mallore (the mysterious guy in her eyes), the leader of the famous dance group in L.A., the East Side Motel Gang. they then fall in love with each other. soft to hard. will Tanya let Chase realize that he’s holding a crystal vase? or will Tanya realize it’s time to change course?

now, for the really cool fight scene….

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“Hey, are you sure you’re mom’s not going to be frenzied in what you are doing?” Chase asked his girlfriend. “Mom knows when and what time I go home.” Tanya said, leaning on the lighted post. Chase leaned on the brick wall and said, “You know, it’s getting to be silent. It’s almost twelve midnight. Aren’t you scared?” he said. “Nope, I can fight.” she answered. “A prima ballerina can fight? Kapoera?” he teased. “Stop joshing me around Chase! It’s almost midnight.” she said, half-realizing that it’s one minute to midnight. “Well, had fun?” he said, reminiscing the memories on the bar. “The music’s still rings my ears.” she said. Chase turned his head when he heard some heavy footsteps. About 5 people. “That may be the people from the bar.” he said. But Tanya’s heart was pummeling in her chest. She sensed some danger. “Chase, are you sure that it’s just the people in the bar?” she asked in a scared voice. “You scared? Come.” he extended his hand and she leaned by his side. The footsteps we’re getting louder. They could hear the murmurs.  “That may be them.” a familiar voice said. Tanya gasped some air. Could that be Josh?

“There you are.” the voice said. “What do you want?” Chase said, standing up straight and putting Tanya behind him. “What do we want? Hmm…the girl.” the voice said then he stabbed Chase straight to his side. Blood flowed out from the wound and Chase fell, clutching the knife. “Come with us, Tanya.” the voice said. “No I won’t!!!” Tanya shouted and kicked the boy in his crotch. “Ow! You insolent girl! Tim! Help me in here!” the boy said. Then Tim got her arm and held her tight. Chase struggled to stand up and save Tanya. “This-is-for-you-freak!!!” Chase put all his remaining effort to stab the stranger but the knife just cut the stranger’s arm. “Ouch! You! James! Beat him up!” the big guy, James, beat Chase up. “Chase! No!” Tanya screamed and cried “Help!!!” from the bottom of her lungs. The police siren was heard from the scene. “Uh-oh. Guys, run now!” the leader said, then they all ran. “Chase! No!” she put pressure on his wound. “Tanya, if anything happens, just leave me here. Go home.” Chase said with his remaining strength. “No, I will defy you this time Chase. I would.” The police went near them and carried Chase to the police car. Tanya got her purse a foot away from the scene and she saw a dog tag. “Joshua Stewart. I’ll really kill you now!” she hissed and went to the police car.

Chase and Tanya was rushed to the emergency room. He was so pale that he’s loosing a great expanse of blood. Tanya cried even though she is in a state of shock. “Excuse me miss but is your boyfriend’s name is Joshua Stewart?” the nurse asked her. “No. My boyfriend’s name is Chase Mallore. Joshua Stewart is the enemy.” she said through gritted teeth. “Oh, okay. Thank you.” the nurse said. “Tanya!” Cheska came bursting out of the emergency room’s door together with Trace, Jay and the East Side Motel Gang. “We heard the news. How are you?” Trace asked her. “Chase’s loosing a great amount of blood.” she said, clutching the dog tag with anger. “What’s this?” Jay pointed at the dog tag. “Our enemies identification tag.” she said in fury. Tanya stood up and went to the hospital’s corridor. “Hey, Tanya! Wait!” Jay said and Trace, Katrina and Cheska followed her.

“I can’t help to see Chase suffer like that!” Tanya’s mood shifted to agony, “He can’t die!” she weeped. She then heard the same heavy footsteps coming from the end of the hospital’s corridor. Tanya became hot, her ears became red and then she hyperventilated. “Are you okay Tanya?” Katrina asked her. The footsteps became louder. She looked at the source of the footsteps and stood up quickly to punch the owner of the footsteps. “You damn person! How can you do this to me!” she hollered to the man. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, Tanya” Josh said. Trace and Jay are already holding Tanya to prevent further damage. “I don’t know what I’m talking about?” Tanya struggled and threw the dog tag to Josh will all her might, “What’s that? That’s yours, stupid! You should be in New York this time! But where are you? Here in Los Angeles! To what? Kill your idol! You are such a moron!” she yelled again. Josh was just as calm as the air outside the hospital, feeling the victory inside him. “Oh, I killed my idol? Is that what your angry for, Tanya?” Josh said. “What do you think, Joshua Stewart? You just did that to try to get me! Nincompoop!”she spat. “Really? Don’t you forget that you are New York’s finest prima ballerina? Don’t you forget that.” Josh said, a hint of anger in his voice. “And you are one of N.Y.’s greatest hip-hop dancers Joshua! And you’re now a criminal! You’re breaking the name of MMAC, Mr. Stewart.” she hissed. “Tanya?” her mom arrived in the hospital. “Oh, hi Mrs. Sanchez. You’re daughter is having a-Ouch!” before he finished his sentence, Tanya struggled from the two boys and punched Josh straight to his nose bridge. “Tanya! Stop it!” her mom was the one grabbing her now. “Get-him-out-of-my-face!” she stuttered and the boys grabbed him back at the emergency room. “Katrina, what happened here?” her mom asked Katrina. “That Josh almost killed Chase.” she answered. Tanya’s sobs became loud. “You mean Joshua Stewart?” she said and the two girls nodded.

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