The Final Battle

After Jasmine and I walked through the door, it wasn't long before we found them.

Amy was chained to the wall with what could only be described as **** gear on her. And a gun was held to her head.

I recognized this man. He was the one I saved May and Emily from.

And digging into the depths of my mind, I realized something else. He's the one who ran me over.

I pointed the gun at my, angry boiling through my body.

"Hello, boy. I see you brought me my new genie," he said with a disgusting smile.

"Let her go," I spat at him. I looked into Amy's eyes, and saw something that shocked me.

Her eyes weren't full of fear. She believes in me, despite literally being held at gun point, she believes in me.

"I will. If you hand over the genie," he said. I could see the horror in her eyes, so I stepped between her and the man.

"Don't do it," said Amy before the man yanked her hair, causing her pain.

"Unless you want me to put a hole in her head, hand over the genie," he demanded. I was trying to come up with a plan, but needed to stall.

"How do you even know about her?" I asked. Like any typical villain, he started monologuing.

"I've always craved her power. Having a bunch of sexy women learning their place at my feet, that is the best life," he monologue.

No, he's wrong. Women don't belong at the feet of men. Men and women belong at each others side, as equals.

"You're insane," I snapped at him. He laughed, like he was trying to prove my point.

"Enough talk. Hand over the genie. All you have to do is say this. I hearby transfer ownership of you to -" he said before Amy cut him off.

"NO! DON'T DO IT!" she cried out. He turned his head to her in order to beat her.

I saw my chance. I pulled the trigger.

"AHHHHHH!" he screamed in pain, holding where I shot him in the leg. His gun fell to the ground, and I sprung into action.

"GET AMY OUT OF HERE!" I yelled before I tackled him into the wall. He pushed me off of him before punching me in the face.

"I'LL KILL YOU FOR THAT!" he screamed.

Jasmine was bringing Amy out of the building, likely using magic to free her.

Before he could grab his gun, I kicked his arm away. I tried to punch him, but he grabbed me and threw me into a wall. When he swung his fist at me, I ducked, making him punch the wall instead.

"You're a monster," I said as I kneed him in the gut, knocking the wind out of him.

"You tried to kill me. You threatened the people I love," I said before punching him in the face, which knocked him to the ground.

"You don't deserve her power. Only men who use women like they are supposed to deserve her power," he snapped. I stood over him, and pointed my gun at his head.

"You don't have the guts," he snapped.

I should. I really should. I should put him somewhere that he can't hurt anyone ever again.

"No," I said, lowering my gun. He laughed, but I cut him off by using the gun to punch him in the face, knocking him out.

"I have the guts not too."