As I mentioned last week, I’m making slow yet steady (and delightful) progress on my current work-in-progress. It’s the sequel to Creed: Mandate of Heaven and it is tentatively titled Creed: Solomon’s Fortune.
Now I’m still shopping the Creed series to agents and publishers, unfortunately. Hopefully they’ll soon take the bait. But since I’m so eager for you to get a taste of this new series (and since I’m particularly proud of this fight scene) I decided to post a snippet for you!
To set the scene, Conner and his two companions have met with a rival treasure hunter in a private bar, both competing for the same objective. Negotiations regarding who should back off so and go home didn’t exactly go well, and now…well, you’ll see!
The door to the bar closed and locked. Aleksei chuckled and said, “Now begins the fun.”
Conner glanced over his shoulder at Aleksie then back at the eight men in front of him. He smiled and spread his arms wide and said, “Fellas, I’m sure we can work something out.”
He thrust his hand back suddenly, jabbing two fingers into Aleksei’s eye. The giant yelped and stumbled backwards, pressing his hands against his face. Conner grabbed a bottle from the bar smashed it over the head of the first man to rush him from the front, then moved to his left to avoid getting pinned against the bar.
As soon as Conner had attacked Aleksei, Frankie and Mei sprang into action. Mei rolled backwards over the bar then made a dash for the pool tables, snatching up one of the cue sticks. Frankie ducked under a haymaker punch and shoved the man into the bar.
Mei used the cue stick like a quarterstaff, bringing sharp, painful blows down on the heads and necks of the three men attacking her. The pool tables also worked to her advantage as she deftly moved around them, careful to never let the men surround her or come at her more than one at a time.
Frankie took his lumps with two men attacking him at once, but he was holding his own and giving as good as he was getting. When one of the men tried to kick him, Frankie knocked his leg aside and shoved the man, pushing his head through the window next to the door.
Conner, the former Recon Ranger, was the best fighter of the three and made defending himself against three assailants simultaneously look easy. He moved around in a circle, never showing his back to the attackers and striking them with debilitating shots to the throat or other weak spots once they charged. The first man out of the fight went down after Conner hit him with a second and a third bottle of alcohol. The next man fell when Conner landed a push kick on his knee, shattering his leg. And the third attacker when Conner kicked him in the groin, then tossed him over his shoulder and onto a table.
“Goon, party of one, your table is now–” Conner said, beginning a taunt. But he was interrupted by Aleksei’s fist hitting him square in the face.
Conner stumbled back into the wall behind him. Dazed by the blow, Conner leaned against the wall and held out one finger. “A moment please, I’ll be right with you,” he said.
Aleksei smirked and pulled off his suit jacket, then undid his bow tie and top shirt button. Conner finally pushed himself up, shook his head, and assumed his fighting stance. “Now don’t think I’m going to take it easy on you, big boy.”
“Perish the thought,” Aleksie replied.
Across the room, Mei had incapacitated one of her attackers, but another one grabbed her cue stick and ripped it away from her, shoving her in the chest at the same time. She hit a pool table, rolled over the top of it, and came up with two billiards balls in her hands. She flung the first one at the man holding her cue stick, striking him full in the face. The second went lower and hit him in the groin. Now there was just one attacker left.
Frankie scooped up a chair by the front door and smashed it over the back of one of his assailants, knocking him to the ground. The other man charged him, but Frankie stepped to the side, caught the man, and used his own momentum to fling him through the window.
Back by the bar, Conner was fighting a losing battle with Aleksei. He got some good hits in on the Russian mercenary, but Aleksei was simply too big and too strong. He hit Conner with a body blow and a vicious uppercut, knocking him back against the bar. Conner, in a daze, fumbled around behind the bar, trying to grab another bottle or glass.
Suddenly Frankie leaped on Aleksei from behind and wrapped his arm around his throat. Aleksei stumbled backwards, grabbing behind him and getting a hold of Frankie’s shirt. He pulled Frankie off his back and threw him to the floor, but before he could attack him Mei broke a cue stick over his head. Conner got back into the fight and punched him hard across the jaw.
Aleksei shouted in pain and anger, and he swung violently at Conner and Mei, both of whom backed up out of his range. Frankie had gotten back up to his feet and hurled two beer bottles at Aleksie’s head. Aleksei grunted, but kept his attention on Mei and Conner. He knew he wasn’t going to win this fight anymore, but wanted to hurt one of them badly.
Mei grabbed another cue stick and thrust it up at Aleksei’s face. He knocked it aside and tried to grab her but she leapt just out of his reach again. Conner again came from his side and punched him, which gave Mei another opportunity to smack him across the head with her pool cue. Frankie came from behind and broke yet another bottle over Aleksei’s head, dropping him to his knees.
“You’ve just made this…so much worse for yourselves,” Aleksei chuckled, and he spat blood from his mouth. “My lady will kill you. All of you.”
“That’s what the last asshole said and we’re still here,” Conner replied.
Mei kicked Aleksei in the head, knocking him to the ground and out of consciousness.