Suck the Savage Beast by James Cox

Author:James Cox [Cox, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

The night passed peacefully and the first rays of the sun peeked over the horizon. I sat on the spaceship ramp with my handheld trying to hack into the old satellite that was still orbiting Earth. If even one of them still functioned I’d be able to use that to take an aerial image of the city. Once I had specs I’d be able to calculate the best, most stable buildings for us to create our new camp. One big enough for everyone on Mars. I’d take a few days to set up sleeping quarters, gardens, and more efficient ways to get fresh water besides rain like Beast does. It was just a matter of breaking through completely outdated protection. Ah, there. The satellite popped up on my screen along with all the analog data. I just started to make the new code to redirect it toward the city when I heard the clash of wood. I jerked my head up to see Kurt and Beast facing off with branches in each hand.

Beast swung his left stick, spinning, clipping Kurt on the elbow and then smacking the makeshift weapon into the back of his legs.

“Ow.” Kurt rubbed his calf.

“Speed.” Beast spun in quick circle as he spoke. “They’re big but slow.” He slapped the left stick outward and caught Kurt in the hand.

“Motherfucker!” He cradled the injured fingers a moment then straightened to confront Beast.

“Limbs too heavy to hold up. They go down or to the side, not both.” He slammed the right stick out but Kurt leaped back to avoid it. Beast tried again, left, right, right, left. He caught Kurt in the crack of his arm then swept his feet out from under him. Beast stood victorious as Kurt sputtered out dirt. “Faster.”

Kurt front flipped to his feet.

“Eyes weak.” Beast struck left and missed. “Stay on side of head. Go faster.” He quickly aimed for Kurt’s midsection, left then right. He hit true both times.

Kurt winced, backing away.

“Back of head is best.” Beast showed Kurt a slash and upward stab motion. “Brain. Skull not as thick here. One strike, it dies.”

I watched as they tussled, forgetting about the very important calculations on my handheld. The way they moved was similar, each flexible but brutally strong. When the sun began to warm the surface, both of them removed their shirts. Sweaty and bare chested they wacked at each other with sticks. Beast slapped Kurt across the back and a long line of red formed across his tanned skin. Dreadlocks bounced atop Beast’s head as he retreated a few steps only to sidestep and avoid Kurt. He actually sprung back and gave Kurt a whack on the ass. It was almost comical. Almost. Seeing Beast give Kurt that intimate touch with both of them bare chested was a bit of a blow to my confidence. They were just sparing. Weren’t they? I mean, sure they looked good together and Beast probably had more in common with Kurt than me. I frowned as Kurt managed to gain the advantage and wrapped his arms around Beast’s middle.

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