Just Get Back Up When It Knocks You Down Novels & Stories

As Patty would train him, “Build up to three, kick at two.” Take a stab at a new thing. He kicked the lower part of the pack with a vertical kick as he pushed his foot ahead, lifting it. The pack swung when he drove his knee into the side. The kick will wreck them, regardless of how enormous they are, and a knee to the face as they fall will keep them from rising. Patty didn't contend.

When my foot slipped out from under me I forced it back into place, and when I got hurt, I didn’t slow down or stay down for long. I got right back up and went at it again because that’s who I was.

I swear to God, his fists feel like twin slabs of concrete and it takes me a moment to catch my breath. I'm about to stand back up when the broom handle slams down against my back over and over with cruel, vicious hits. With a sharp cry, I drop, knees hitting the cement. I don't want any of the repeated blows to strike my head, so I turn to the side, trying to avoid that from happening.

That second cost me. He swept his leg under mine, knocking me off balance. I barely had time to brace before my back slammed into the hardwood floor. The air rushed out of my lungs as he pounced, his knee coming down to pin me. I rolled at the last second, throwing everything I had into a kick aimed at his ribs.

Reaching the crowd, I yell at them. "Show over! Come on! Come on! Run! Move it! Get out of here!" Screaming and waving my arms around, I practically shove the people out of there. The last person running, I hear something coming from behind me and look. "What in the world," I say before a giant metal hand hits and knocks me into a building's wall. JumpStart: "Justice," I yell, watching as Ms. Justice is knocked into a wall before falling onto the ground. I hear myself sighing when I see Justice pushing herself up.

That’s all I need. I move. Faster now. No more holding back. No more testing. The fourth one swings. I duck. Drive my fist into his ribs. Feel them break. He gasps. I don’t give him time. Another hit. Then another. Until he stops moving. The fifth tries to run. Wrong move. I catch him before he makes it three steps. Drag him back. Throw him into the wall. “Stay down,” I say. He doesn’t listen. They never do.

“Go” Loyalty takes another deep breath as Jonny circles her and she swings, hitting him in the ribs. He moans upon her impact and squats down, then grabs her ankle, pulling her feet out from under her. She crashes back down to the floor onto her ass and lets out a frustrated growl, “aaarrh”. She’s back on her feet within seconds, swinging! She hits Jonny almost a dozen times but he catches her kick and pushes her back down onto the mat again.

But I don’t fucking stay down. Shoving up onto my hands, my arms shake under the weight of exhaustion, my ribs screaming with every movement, but I force myself up. The second guy doesn’t hesitate, aiming a kick straight for my gut, and I twist just in time, barely dodging it. My body is running on instinct now, nothing but survival. I drive forward before he can regain balance, slamming my shoulder into him, knocking him back. The first guy moves in, fist cocked, but I see it now, he’s overconfident.

He asked, wiping an arm across his brow. "Yeah... it's just frustrating," I complained. "How am I supposed to get out from these positions when you're so much bigger than me?" He shrugged, "With practice. And weight lifting," he added, "you don't have very much muscle." I scoffed, "Yes I do." "Then use it," he encouraged, "get angry; use that anger to take me down. You're on offense now." He dropped a hand down to me, pulling my sore body up from the ground. "Come on," he encouraged, "prove me wrong."

Guard one throws the first punch and I dodge it "Agh come on if you're gonna hire hitmen to take me out mi amore you should have hired people that are worth your money" Guard one tries to punch me again but this time I grab his fist twisting his arm until I hear a snap. He drops down to the floor groaning out in pain, I got distracted making Guard 2 kick me on my back stumbling to the floor I fall face flat I decide to stay down just to buy myself time. He walks up towards me and he crotches on one knee