Secret Crush

A thunderous BLAM could be heard and the timber wolf’s path of flight was changed dramatically as its head was torn off its shoulders and the body crumbled to the ground. Scootaloo gasped and looked to Joe who was holding his smoking M1911 in his right hand and holding an axe over his shoulder with the left hand. “Hey Christmas tree” Joe shouted out and the other timber wolves looked to Joe, taking their attention off Scootaloo and paying their full attention to Joe.

Scootaloo was grabbed from behind by Applejack and she pulled Scootaloo into a thicket of brush. “Come on, we gotta get outta here” Applejack whispered. Scootaloo was about to say something but Applejack stuck her hoof in Scootaloo’s mouth.

“Come on you pieces of shit” Joe yelled, BLAM BLAM BLAM. Three more timber wolves fell but the fifth and final timber wolf lept on Joe. Joe brought his forearm up to block the timber wolf but it simply bit Joe’s forearm. “ARRRRG, YOU STUPID BITCH” Joe yelled, swinging his arm into a tree and smashing the timber wolf’s body into pieces. Some of the timber wolf’s fangs had stuck into Joe’s forearm and he was bleeding a little. Joe grabbed the fangs and pulled them out of his forearm with a wince of pain.

“Joe we gotta go” Applejack called out, Joe looked over to her. “Don’t worry… I think I killed them all” Joe chuckled as he looked to the shattered bodies of all the timber wolves. “Yah but…” Applejack trailed of and Joe looked behind himself to see the timber wolves body parts forming together again. “Oh shit… so they regenerate… this could take longer than I thought” Joe muttered. Taking aim he shot off .45 caliber rounds consecutively, each round hitting a timber wolf in the head but unfortunately Joe didn’t have enough rounds in the magazine for all the wolves, and one was still alive as Joe’s pistol ran dry.

It snarled and lept at Joe but he was prepared and swung a mighty haymaker punch into the wolf’s head, the head burst apart into tiny splinters and the body crumbled apart. “Joe” Applejack screamed and Joe looked back to see that at least a dozen more timber wolves had come out and surrounded them. “Scootaloo… this would be a good time to fly outta here with Applejack” Joe ordered the young Pegasus.

Scootaloo looked to Joe, though he had just recently broken her heart she wasn’t keen on leaving someone to their imminent demise. “No way we stick together” Scootaloo said valiantly, Joe rolled his eyes “GO!” Joe yelled. Scootaloo flinched at his sudden outburst and obliged reluctantly.

As she took off she looked to Applejack, “Shouldn’t we have stayed to help him out?” Scootaloo asked and Applejack nodded. “Yeah… probably, but I’m sure he can hold his own against a couple a timber wolves” Applejack replied.

The pack of timber wolves surrounded Joe as he slid a fresh magazine into the gun. “Come one you pricks… COME ON” Joe yelled and a group of timber wolves charged at Joe. He unloaded the entire magazine into the timber wolves but there was no way he’d have enough ammunition in the magazine for all of them. Firing in quick succession the gun emptied in less than two seconds, leaving the shattered timber wolves as its testament of power but even so the timber wolves outnumbered Joe heavily and one of the timber wolves jumped and bit Joe’s leg.

“Stupid mutt” Joe yelled as her crashed his leg against a nearby tree and shattered the timber wolf’s body apart. Joe felt the pain of timber wolf fangs stuck in his leg but he didn’t have time to pull them out. Gripping the axe tightly in his left hand he ejected the magazine on the pistol and quickly loaded a fresh one but even with his combat reflex speed the timber wolves were still able to get a jump on his and knocked him to the ground. The M1911 slid out of his hands and onto the ground out of his reach.

The timber wolf snapped at Joe’s face but Joe grabbed the timber wolf by the neck and crushed its delicate neck with a mighty squeeze. Kicking the limp body off his, the timber wolf’s body exploded into a mess of broken branches and forest pieces. Joe staggered to his feet and gripped the axe in both hands. “Come on you bitches… I’m gonna make firewood outta you” Joe laughed.

The wolves charged at Joe and in a flash of speed Joe swung the axe in quick swings and sliced the wolves to pieces with the sharpened axe. One of the timber wolves managed to jump on Joe from behind and bit down hard into his shoulder, “GAHHHHHHHHH!” Joe screamed, his pained roar could be heard from the apple family farm.

“Joe” Applejack gasped. “Maybe we should go back and help him” Scootaloo said, not sure exactly why she wanted to help him after what he did. “Alright but first let me get some things” Applejack said and raced into the barn.

Joe roared as he grabbed the timber wolf by the back of its head and threw it into a tree with mighty force. The timber wolf’s body shattered against the tree. Joe at this point was becoming dazed and was going to have to think of an escape plan fast or he was going to be screwed.

The timber wolves all began to howl and Joe took a cautious step back. “Come on you bitches… I’m waiting… COME ON!” Joe yelled but suddenly his angered face turned dire look of fear as a large timber wolf stepped forward. It wasn’t humongous like an ursa major but it was easily standing taller than him at its shoulders and that was when it was standing on all fours.

“Oh shit” Joe muttered and readied the axe. The large timber wolf let out a snarl and all the other timber wolves retreated into the forest, “Need a little one on one eh” Joe chuckled but its gaze was petrifying and made Joe gulp in fear. “Come on pouch, this will be the last leg you ever hump” Joe chuckled to himself.

The large timber wolf charged forward and as it did Joe swung the axe into its head but it seemed to be ineffective and the large timber wolf tackled Joe told the ground. The timber wolf swatted at the axe with a front paw and knocked the axe out of its hand, Joe took the opportunity and grabbed the wolf’s front leg and snapped it with an extreme amount of force. The wolf howled and staggered back while Joe to get up and grab his axe.

As he turned to face the timber wolf he saw it healing its busted limb. “You’re gonna fill the wood shed” Joe laughed as the timber wolf charged, Joe tried a different approach this time and chopped sideways at the timber wolf’s leg, though Joe managed to cut its leg off the timber wolf still managed to tackle Joe to the ground. Joe lost his grip on the axe again and it skidded along the ground and was just out of his reach. Joe attempted to roll sideways but the timber wolf bit him by his side and picked him up in its massive jaws. Its fangs cut through Joe’s skin and dug deep into his body as he let out a roar of pain.

The timber wolf shook Joe’s body in an attempt to kill him out right but it should’ve know better than to allow Joe to get this close to its face. Joe grabbed the timber wolf by the sides of its face with his hands and drove his thumbs into its eyes. The timber wolf screeched in pain and dropped Joe from its mouth.

Joe staggered along the ground over to a tree by his axe. Suddenly before Joe was ready the timber wolf pounced on Joe and rolled his body over. Joe reached his arm to its full extension and was able to grab the end of the axe handle. The timber wolf drooled into Joe’s face as its eyes healed up and it let out a ghastly snarl. Joe’s grip on the axe handle tightened. Joe looked into its burning eyes and realized something at that moment. He told the timber wolf his exact thoughts “You are one ugly-mother-fucker”.