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Parallel Word |
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Chapter 4 |
Beads of sweat running down his neck, Matt backed away quickly as the man beast aimed a blow at the head. More blows were launched and Matt started to have difficulties in handling them. He stumbled to the side as a huge fist hit it's target, Matt tasted blood in his mouth. "Ha ha ha ha ha..! Can't take it anymore? Too bad. It is too late to turn back now!" the man beast thundered. "Never! I will never give up!" the Hardy screamed in frustration as he darted up suddenly and delivered a spear to his hated enemy. Both man and beast stumbled to the ground, Matt lifted his fist and started to pound on the beast's head with all his might. "This is for Amy!" He cried out loud while continuing with his pounding. "Argh..!" the man beast couldn't take it anymore, he swung his mighty arm and hit Matt on the shoulder before sending him flying across the air. The Hardy's vision blurred, he could see stars. "Let's end this boy!" the beast snarled, showing his yellow bloody teeth. "Consider yourself lucky, as not everyone got the chance to see this magnificent transformation before they die! " He sneered in sarcasm. Then strange things happened before Matt's very eyes, the limbs of the beast started to grew bigger and larger. Its body began to stretched in an amazing speed. The rumor was true, the beast could now undergo second stage of transformation where its strength could be boosted to the maximum level! "Die! Ah ha ha ha ha ha!" dark clouds gathered and the rain began to pour mercilessly hard onto mother earth. The beast raised its huge claw, aiming at Matt's limped body. "I am sorry Amy..." Matt whispered, he saw the claw coming, death was near. The Hardy squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for that final blow. It never came to him, Matt reopen his eyes, someone had darted in front of him and took the blow. It was Jeff!!!! "Noooooooooooooooooooo!" Matt boated up screaming. "Jeff!" cold sweats running down his spine. Matt looked around, he was in his bedroom. No man beast, no claw and no Jeff... he was just having a horrid nightmare. Matt Hardy looked out of the window, rain continue to pour hard. |