Out of place; inspired by the colab ponyfall

I lashed out wildly. He fought back with his own sword, the one he nearly killed me with. They struck over and over, sparks flying, the sound of clashing metal and electric crackling echoed through the room. Every swung taken was blocked and countered from both ends. My breathing jumped in pace as I panted with anger. All I could think about was ending this bastard. The swords locked and we pressed at each other, neither of us budging. Our faces separated by a cross of blades. An amused sneer was plastered to his face.

His left hand left the grip of his sword and wound back. He swung low and delivered a crushing blow to my stomach. The hit pushed my back and ended our lock. My feet glided across the floor in a screech of rubber as I struggled to keep my composure after it. I dove back in with blade jutted forward. I charged and jabbed at him with the blade. He continued to side step and weave through my attacks. Growing tired he recoiled and jumped over me in a flip, landing behind me, bringing down his blade.

I spun about to catch it horizontally. The blades locked again in green fire and steel. He wound back his arm again. Not falling for it twice, I side stepped and slipped around to narrowly miss his large fist. I grabbed onto his arm and pulled with all my might for him to be plunged forward in a stumbling gate. I swung and managed a deep cut into his back, but was just out of range to gain a killing blow. He wound about in a kick that stuck my jaw and threw me to the side uneasily. The sword shattered in a rain of markings as I stumbled about stunned.

His arm grasped around my neck and flung me to slam against the far wall. I slid down painfully to the floor and tried to stand up only for his hand to wrap around my neck one more. The other, still holding the sword swung back to deliver the finishing slash.

A flash of silver zipped in between us and his hand split from his arm. A dripping of black came from his cleanly cut stump and his hand dropped to floor. The marks returned to my palm and resumed the hilt. The blade reignited and I swung out to him. He still had one hand left and blocked with his sword. My blade struck off his and I rolled out of the way of his downward swing.

I looked to where the blur had traveled to see a familiar face. He was clad in Japanese biker gang attire and a large white high-collared jacket, open at the chest. Along the back was the image of a dragon and around his shoulders was a tatsuki rope. I'm glad he taught me all this shit while he was alive or I'd have no idea what any of it was. Two scars crossed over his mouth. A kamikaze headband was tied to his forehead and he had hair similar to mine. An actual katana held in his hand.

"Looks like I came just in time." Huang laughed.

"I'll say." I ducked out of the way of another swing. "Man, do you know what kind of shit dropping stuff like this does to the readers?"

"Who cares, this stories awesome in it's own way and that's that." He said sprinting to us.

"I care, this thing doesn't get the most positive ratings."

"Quit bitching already, sheesh." He said slashing out at our antagonist.

"Fine we'll kill the asshole then talk about it later. I need to make him pay for putting me through this shit."

Huang looked back to see the tray with Twilight's head set down on the floor. "Don't be so gullible you dumb-ass. She's not dead."

"What?!" The giant motherfucker swung at me while I was distracted.

I just managed to catch it and deflect the blow. The fighting continued as the two of us worked our ways around him.

"Do you forget everything you learn. This place fucks with your head."

"Well, aren't I some chump." I chuckled.

"I'll say." He say swinging his katana and clashing with the giant cock's sword.

I swung about with Huang at him. He still held his ground with only one hand.

"Let's tag team this bitch." I called out.

"It's been a while, think you can still do the moves?"

"No problem."

We nodded with wide grins and Huang lunged forward. He swung hard and out with enough force to knock the big dumb-ass's sword out of the way. He jumped up onto him and swung about onto his back. He held on in a head lock and I ran off. I sprinted forward to them and Huang jumped off just to avoid me. I neared and jumped into the air bringing both my feet forward to pound into his chest in a flying dropkick. He flew back and hit the ground in a few skips.

Huang ran to him and picked him up. He stumbled about and Huang grabbed him by the arm and weaved them around his. With his hands behind the giant fuck's head he leaned back and lifted him up. His back arched up and he swung back slamming the cocksucker head first into the ground with his hips thrust forward in a dragon suplex. He rolled out and came back to me in a fist bump.

"Now that's how it's done." Huang said with a wild smile.

"Thanks bro."

The creepy fucker staggered back to his feet and leered at us. He was now battered and beaten to the point of black blood dripping along his face. I sprinted toward him, sword in hand and jumped into the air. I swung horizontally and delivered the final blow. "Fuck head!" The blade sliced through his neck and his his head skyrocketed up with a trail of black. I tumbled and spun before finally dropping down and landing in place on his neck. I kicked at the body and the head shot back into the air as the body dropped to the ground. I swung skyward and the head split mid-air in two.

The hilt broke down and the marks returned to my arm.

"If she's still alive then she's in here somewhere."

Huang nodded and we searched around the building. I looked along a wall to see if there was a trick to it but found nothing to it. I pounded on it and a hollow thumping echoed. It was hollow. I stepped back and the marks came to my hand to form the pistol, now in shape similar to a large revolver. I aimed and shot off at the wall. It burst and the rubble crumpled onto the floor. I peered into the room as Huang hurried to my side. Inside the room was an enormous stone pedestal. On top lay Twilight, naked of course. This is my dream after all.

I walked over to it and placed my hand on her face. Her eyes opened and shined their violet. Our eyes made contact and both became wet at the site of each other. I hugged onto her and she hugged back.

"Let's go home."

My own actual eyes opened. Twilight was still asleep with her head resting between mine and my shoulder. It was still sticky between us and I felt a wet warmth on my stomach trickle. Out of the corner of my eye I could see she had a content look on her flushed face. A dribble of saliva came down from the corner of her mouth.

"She must be having some dream too." I laughed to myself.

I lied there with her still on top of me enjoying the moment for as long as I could. Her arms were around my neck and mine were wrapped around her.

"God I love you." I mumbled aloud.

She stirred a little and rubbed her face affectionately into my shoulder. Ruffled hair still hung over it.