RAWR.

She laughed as she trained the barrel of her pistol at me. I quickly pulled the trigger on my own pistol, but was greeted by only the dry click-click of an empty gun. A moment later, I felt the impact of her own shot smack me in the chest, rocking me and making my head spin. Shit.

Fuck it. I pistol whipped her across the face, with a loud crack that sent her reeling backwards. "Wha..what.." she sputtered. "You can't do that.."

"YOU ARE A POOR FIGHTER," I replied. I quickly jumped guard, wrapping my legs around her waist and cranking downwards on her neck with both hands. She collapsed, and I torqued my hips, sweeping her sideways and ending up in mount.

I swung out hard and punched her in the face a few times, feeling the shock of fist colliding into flesh and bone all the way up my arms. She covered her face with her arms, hoping to lessen the blows. Mistake.

I grabbed her arm and pivoted quickly into an armbar. She screamed as I hyperextended her arm.

And then Annie woke me up.