Hey guys. This is a short story i wrote a couple of days ago, featuring my RHG, Oliver "One" Dex, and his Twin brother Victor "Vinyl" Dex. I might continue this. I'd like to, but i want to see if i did anything wrong, or if there are things i could do better. Enjoy the read. :)
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CHAPTER 1 - THE CONFRONTATION
Oliver Dex, otherwise known as One, pushed his way through the crowd of people in the nightclub. He was hoping to get to the back without being noticed by the guards, but as always, he had no such luck. "I'm sorry sir, but you can't go that way." The man said. He was tall, around 6'6", so he easily towered over the short, 5'11 One. He had dark tanned skin, and dark glasses that hid his eyes. As did all the guards. His voice was lightly deep, and had a bit of roughness in it.
"You don't understand, I need to get back there. It's urgent" One said. His voice was slightly deeper than the guards. He wore a green Shirt, covered by a Black Trench coat, Black Jeans, and Black boots, which elevated his height by an inch or two. He had extremely dark brown hair, a wispy goatee, and green eyes.
The guard sneered. "If it was urgent, we would've been told otherwise. Now sir I'm going to have to ask you to le-" He never finished his sentence. One Punched him in his chest, knocking the air out of his lungs. The guard lurched over, as One pulled his arm back. One delivered a vicious knee to the man's chest, and pounded both of his fists into his back. The guard fell, and One tried to hurry towards the door before any other guards got to him. But he was intercepted by three bigger guards, who had seen him attack the other one. They surrounded him, all while pushing party-goers out of their way.
"I don't want to hurt any of you, i just need to see my-" The first guard lunged at him, catching him a bit of guard. One caught the man with ease, and slammed him into the ground. He jabbed him in the face once, and knocked him out cold. The next guard ran at him, ready to punch him. One turned, and caught him across the face with a roundhouse kick. The last guard hesitated before he ran at One with both arms out, trying to grab him. One ducked under his grabbing hands, and slid his own foot in front of his, tripping him, and sending him flying into the second guard, who had just gotten up.
Before any other guards could get to him, he ran, and burst through the door at the back of the club. He was met with a very familiar face. His own brother Victor, otherwise know as Vinyl. Before he could react, Vinyl slammed his shoulder into One's, and sent him flying back through the door. He slammed into two guards, who caught him by he arms, and held him up. Vinyl slowly walked towards him. He had Tanned skin, like One, but he was two inches taller than him. He wore a Black T-shirt, a While Jacket, White Jeans, and a pair of Black sneakers. He had a pair of Magenta Headphones around his neck, and a pair of Black Aviator Shades on, guarding his weirdly colored Magenta eyes.
"Oliver Ambrosius Dex. My what a pleasure it is for you the grace me with your presence." He said. His voice lighter than One's but it echoed, even in the noisy club. Vinyl sneered, and stopped in front of One. "What do you want." He said. One tried to pull his arms free, but the guards had a strong grip on him. "I need your help" He said. Vinyl's eyes widened for a second before he burst out laughing. "Help? You need, MY help? I can't believe it." He said, all while suppressing his laughter. "What do you need my help for. One seeing this as his chance, Slammed his feet into both guards' crotches. They both let him go, and lurch forward, he dropped to the ground, turned, and knocked both of them down with a flat footed drop kick. He jumped back up, and tackled Vinyl, who, during the confusion tried to back away into the crowd. One grabbed Vinyl by his shirt, and lifted him to face level, all the while sitting on his chest. "Even if you don't want to, you're coming with me." He said. Vinyl threw a punch, but just before it connected, he stopped, and opened his hand, revealing a small disk of pure gold on his hand. Before One could react, and blast of sound waves knocked him off of Vinyl, through the air, and onto the ground 10 feet away. All the sound in the club stopped, and the entire crowd of people were shoved out of the club by the rest of the guards, who then left with the crowd, and shut the doors.
Vinyl stood up, and ripped off his jacket, and his shades. "Oli, Oli, Oli... That was a stupid move. I thought you were smarter than that." He said. One Stood up, and took his coat off, and threw it to his right. "I don't want to fight you Vic. But if i have to, I will break every bone in your body and haul you back to the Agency." Vinyl smiled. "The Agency? Is this what that is about? They couldn't come and get Themselves, so they sent my own brother after me?" They circled each other, both clenching and un-clenching their fists. "You know what this is about, you violated Agency Rules. You've told secrets that only people in the Agency knew about. And for that reason, you have to be put away for life. I don't want to have to do this, so just come quietly and I'll-" Vinyl Charged. One stopped mid sentence, and blocked a left hook, then a right one. One jumped up, and kicked Vinyl in his chest, sending him back a foot or two.One Spread his legs out by two feet, the right in front of the left, and put his left fist up by his chin, directly beside his shoulder. He put the right arm out, and clenched his fists. He stood strong, and the ground under his feet cracked a little. Vinyl, seeing this, took stance as well, but in a different way.He bent his legs, and put the left one two feet ahead of the right. He put one arm straight out, and the aligned the fist on his other with his chin. He clenched his fists, and the sound of his knuckles cracking echoed through the now empty club.
Both brothers threw a punch, and as their fists connected, Vinyl unleashed a vicious sound wave that blew the tiles up around them. One held his ground and stayed in the same spot, as did Vinyl. The vibrations reached the large speakers spread around the club, and they instantly blew up. They both threw another punch, but this time, One was faster. His fist connected with Vinyl's jaw, and he leaned back a bit. While his defenses were lowered, One delivered a roundhouse kick to his chest, and sent him flying back. Vinyl fell on his back, and slid a few feet before getting back up, and charging One. One ran to his brother as well, and jumped into the air for a straight kick. Vinyl slid under his leg, and grabbed him by his thighs. He threw One backwards, right into the bar. He hit the wall, and smashed all of the drinks on the shelves, and smashed the shelves themselves. He hit the ground and rolled out of the way of the falling glass. Before Vinyl could get close to him, One Jumped up onto the wall, then leaped off of the wall, and kicked Vinyl in the jaw. He slid past him, and before Vinyl could turn around, Punched him in the back with both his fists. Vinyl stumbled forward, and turned as quick as he could. One got back into Stance, and so did Vinyl. Vinyl's head was beaded with sweat, and he was breathing hard.
"You can't beat me Vic." One said. "Just give up now and i won't have to hurt you more than i already have." Vinyl Changed stance. Standing Straight up, he put one hand behind his back, and held the other straight out. Without thinking, One charged, with both hands out to his side. He threw a punch with his right hand, and Vinyl easily deflected it, and pushed One out to his right side. He then spun around, lifting his right foot, and slammed it into One's side, knocking him onto the floor. The tiles cracked and flew up on impact as Vinyl jumped back a few feet. One stood up, and shakily got back into his stance. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. "What was that Oli? I can't beat you?" Vinyl said. "We haven't seen each other in 5 years. You shouldn't be telling me what i can and can't do." One smiled Stepped backwards. "You're right. I can't tell you what to do. Not that you'd listen anyway." He said. Vinyl frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked angrily. One smiled even wider. His plan had worked. "It means nothing ever got through that thick skull of yours. You never listened." Vinyl Gritted his teeth and charged, with both hands out at his side. One ran straight towards him. Vinyl lifted his right arm to swing, and so did One. As they got closer, the atmosphere around them changed. It went from subtle, to deadly. Both of them knew, that one of them would either leave this fight broken and bruised. Or in a body bag. And neither of them wanted to be on the receiving end.
END OF CHAPTER 1
