Hard Lessons 16 by Goofyfanaticus on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

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Michael endured the pain for the three minutes Ethan had taunted him with. After the three minutes, Ethan released Michael. Michael collapsed to the mat and let his sore shoulders rest while Ethan stood up and walked around him. "I knew you had it in you, bro," Ethan said as he picked Michael up by the head and guided him to his feet. Michael's eyes met Ethan's. Michael looked pissed. Before Ethan could say anything more, Michael, on pure anger and adrenaline, grabbed Ethan's right wrist and twisted his arm while ducking under it and raising back up at Ethan's elbow. The arm bar he had Ethan in caused Ethan to have to stand on his tiptoes and caught him completely off guard. As Michael, twisted and pulled, Ethan called out, "oooowwwww! aahhh!"

Michael then spoke as he had Ethan's undivided attention, "What the fuck was that shit?!" he asked pointedly. "Since when did you become the biggest jackass douche-bag of a fighter, bro?" He pulled Ethan's arm down even more to increase the pressure. "I came here to help you out and teach you some new moves so you could stand a chance against your brother, Eric. I start controlling the match. I start having fun like we've always done to each other and then you go all apeshit on me?! What the fuck?!" Ethan started to reply, but Michael cut him off by throwing him down to the mat. "I'm not done yet, prick!"