The ultimate Patrixxx battle: Difference between revisions

I clenched my fist, feeling the warm nervous sweat between my quivering fingers as I faced him. Patrixxx.  My heart was racing, every muscle in my body clenched as Patrixxx's pink mouth curled into a smile.

He darted forward, dashing with the agility of a much thinner starfish.  I braced as he planted a powerful punch in my stomach.  I stumbled backwards, panting as he aimed another blow at my head.

I ducked as his powerful pink fist embedded itself in the concrete where my head was.  I leapt up, throwing a punch towards the side of his face.  Contact.  Patrixxx's head snapped back.  I took the opportunity to attack once more, I roundhouse kicked towards his fleshy side.  CRUNCH!  Patrixxx had a broken rib.

Patrixxx looked up at me before thrusting his hand into his rolls of fat.  He withdrew a small handgun.

"Hey, no fair!" I protested.  Patrixxx fired twice, scarcely missing my chest, I reached forwards, slapping the gun out of his hand.  It skittered away on the concrete.

Patrixxx bent over, reaching towards the firearm.  I leapt on to his back, wrapping my arms around his two-chinned neck.

He attemted to fling me of, but I tightened my grip, cutting of his air supply.  His face turned from a pale pink colour to a bright blue, before he went limp.

I had killed Patrixxx, I had done the impossible.  

"Oh no! I new he couldn't be beaten!  I'm doomed!"