Arachnoextinction Chapter 34: Chapter Thirty-Four - Friends Reunite!

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Darren’s right eye was swollen shut, and blood was dripping from his nose and mouth. His clothes were torn, his shoes were missing, and he held his right arm tucked against his body. "Darren! H-how?!" Justin said, he half-raised his gun. "I will not die here," he growled and stepped out of the elevator. "But, I watched you die!" Justin said. "You saw what you wanted to see. He left me and the other cowards to die," Darren said to us. "The plan wasn't working, we would have all died. I had to make sure Karen and the others had a way out," Justin said, taking a step back. After everything we have all gone through, this was the first time I've seen Justin actually scared. "It didn't WORK, because you ran off like a frightened rabbit, leaving me and the others to die. Without you, they panicked and didn't do their part. I was left to take on the horde of spiders ALONE!" Darren half-yelled and took a step toward Justin. "Hey, hey, hey," I said and jumped between the two of them. I put my hands on Darren's chest to keep him from moving closer toward Justin. "Easy. Let's all relax. We can talk this through." With one arm and minimal effort, Darren tossed me to the ground, and the back of my head smacked against the wall. The room was spinning as I jumped to my feet with my hands clenched so hard my nails were starting to cut the skin of my palm. "Stop, Ivory. Take it slow," Karen said and helped me catch my balance. "Screw that," I said after rubbing the back of my head. I ran at the back of Darren, throwing my arms around his thick neck and putting my entire weight into bringing him down. He didn't budge. With his uninjured arm, he grabbed the back of my shirt and flipped me over his shoulder and onto the floor. The force of my back smashing into the ground knocked all the air from my lungs, I rolled onto my side to try and breathe. Justin threw his gun on the ground and ran at Darren, grabbing at his head. Darren, while clutching his hurt arm again, ducked under Justin's wild grapple attempt, and kicked the back of his knee, dropping Justin to his knees. He followed that with a quick spin and kicked out his leg in a quick, circular motion; his foot caught Justin on the side of the face, sending him face down on the ground. Darren moved with an almost inhuman speed for a man his size. I was back on my feet and forced myself at him without hesitation. Darren turned to look at me, and my fist caught him under his jaw. He grunted on impact and was forced a step back, then drove his forehead into the bridge of my nose. Then, with another spin, he brought his knee to his chest, and kicked out at me, driving the heel of his foot into my gut. His kick drove all the air from me and left me gasping for air on the ground. While I was recovering on the ground, Dr. Kale decided to jump in and try to help. He clutched both hands together and hit Darren in the back of the head. Darren didn't react to the hit, and then, without even looking at Dr. Kale, he grabbed his shirt and threw him down the hallway. Dr. Kale rolled several times before coming to a stop in the middle of the hallway. "I think I'll wait here," he mumbled and stayed down. Justin pushed himself up on one knee and dove at Darren, grabbing him around both legs, picking him up, and slamming him into the ground. He climbed on top of Darren and started swinging his oversized fists at Darren’s face. Darren grunted in pain when Justin pinned his injured arm with Justin's leg. Darren was left with only one arm to defend himself from the onslaught of Justin's fists. After Justin landed several solid blows, Darren took a desperate, wild swing with his good arm and hit Justin in the throat. The hit caught Justin off guard and forced him to stop pounding on Darren's face for a moment, which was all Darren needed. With a crazy, body-breaking twist and flip, Darren ended up on top of Justin. Within seconds, Justin's face was soaked in his own blood. With only one good hand, Darren was able to