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Oh wow. It's my birthday already.

10/9/12 by MaartenC

That means I'm now 17 years old, bitches. Ironic, since I still act like I'm 4.

Anyway, I'd like to thank all the friends I made in the last year, and I hope you'll stick around some more, since you guys really keep me going (for at least 90%) to Newgrounds.

I couldn't really start handing out cakes, so I'll be handing out another awesome story, especially for you fuckers, namely the continuation of 'CAD vs Chris', as read in this newspost.

I'll be giving a quick recap beforehand, so you don't have to reread all those words (it can be such a bother, right?)

So CAD, our main character, is walking through an underground area, covered with *strange* crystals. At some point, he meets Chris, who apparently, is doing some strange research, which CAD does not approve of. Hilarity ensures, in the form of an epic showdown. CAD fights with his swords, Chris is fucking awesome and fights bare-handed, smacking through everything that meets his fists, and after a while, throwing a knife in CAD's shoulder.
CAD is gonna have to pull something, else he'll lose the battle.

CONTINUING:

I got up again and slowly walked back. I took advantage of the time he gave me, by removing the knife stuck in my shoulder. Some blood flowed out, so I cut off my left sleeve and used it to bind it together. It would need to be stitched later on, but this would do for now. I was lucky the knife exactly hit between my heart and my old wound. Both situations would not have been pleasant.
'Not going to attack?' I said while cleaning finishing the last tie.
'I was actually curious of what you'd do in this situation. I figured you'd have no experience with first aid.' Chris smiled.
'Good thing I prepare for at least some situations. It can't be compared to your work, but it'll do.' I let out a deep breath.
'Tired yet?'
'You wish. Let's go.'
Chris reached for one of his knives again, so I began circling around him, ready to block anything he'd throw at me. He grabbed three, held them between his fingers and threw them. This time, I could block them and they all ricocheted into different directions. One in the floor, one in one of the machinery's displays, making the glass explode, and one went flying into Lia's container. The material was very sturdy, but still a crack appeared. I saw Chris's eyebrow twitch for a millisecond, and said 'Oh, you don't like that?', smiling with my teeth visible.
'Don't even think about it, CAD.'
'Too late!' I turned around and jumped with my swords raised.
'Don't fucking do it!'
When I came down, the sound echoed throughout the whole cavern. More and more cracks started appearing, and within seconds, the glass broke and all the liquid poured out. Unfortunately the glass wasn't the only thing that broke: one of my blades broke asunder, and the other one had a nasty line across it I didn't like.
But that was of no matter to me, since Lia also came crashing out together with the fluid. I caught her and took a good look at her face. She was still unconscious, pale, and looked very tired, but she was alive.
'Great god, you should stop making me so worried.'
Then I glanced over to Chris and said 'Looks like your scientists weren't able to deliver when they chose the equipment's materials.' Chris did absolutely not look happy.
'You idiot! We weren't finished testing! We don't know what she'll do when she wakes up! What if she becomes unstable?!'
'Well, she hasn't!' At that moment, I heard a small moan, followed by her saying 'Please don't talk about me, like I'm not present here.'
'Lia! Are you... Never mind. It's good to have you back.' I smiled. 'Are you able to stand?'
'I think so.'
'Able to get to cover?'
'Why?'
'Chris is throwing stuff around.'
Only then Lia noticed Chris. And her surroundings. And my wound. 'My god! What's happening here? I-I... CAD, your shoulder!'
'Yeah, that's what I was talking about with "throwing stuff."'
'Are you okay?'
'Look who's talking.'
'I'm not... Damn it, CAD...'
'Why are you here anyway?'
Lia avoided eye contact.
'Lia, I know what you're... capable of. No need to hide the truth.' Her eyes widened.
'It's okay. We're the same, in a way. Unfortunately I can't show you a cool demonstration here, since Chris installed these...' I pointed at the surrounding crystals. '...here. Anyway, tell me later. I gotta deal with him first.' Now Chris said something again. 'And how are you going to do that without your second weapon?'
'I'll figure something out.'
'You really are an idiot. You're lucky she's stable.'
'What do you mean by that?'
'She could easily have gone berserk all over the place. These crystals have never been able to fully absorb her released energy. Last time she got out of the pod, she destroyed the back of the cave.' He pointed to the space behind the mechanisms. Behind the installation, the crystals suddenly stopped, and dark, brown rock was visible. All the rock was smoothened and made a perfect circle within the cavern. It looked really strange, and it couldn't have been dug out. 'What's that?'
'She got a hold of all the mass over there and tried to throw all of that on our heads. She was so out of it, I had to tranquilize her.'
I laughed out loud. 'Not bad, Lia!'
'This is not the time to be jovial, CAD.'
I sighed. 'You're right, Chris, let's finish this.' Chris nodded and assumed his fighting stance.
I rid myself of what was left of my broken blade and grabbed the other one with two hands. I was definitely not used to fighting two handed, but I managed.
Chris was throwing a lot of knives at me, but luckily I could dodge or block everything. I moved the fight slowly, but steadily away from Lia, so she wouldn't be hit by anything I'd let fly into the wrong direction. Chris made good use of me moving back by quickly grabbing any knives lying on the ground, and throwing multiples at once back to me. That ended when I decided we were far enough, thus getting more focused on the incoming knives. I hit most of them away from Chris, preferably making them fly right past me, making it impossible for Chris to reuse anything he'd already thrown. Eventually he'd have to be out of knives, right? How many did he carry anyway?
Chris saw what I was planning, and thus had to come up with something on his own. Apparently, he chose for the offensive. While throwing at a slower pace, to preserve knives, he started moving towards me. He also started to throw his knives with less force, but much more accurate. This was hard to adapt to, but I managed, at least that's what I thought before he suddenly had thrown two knives, one more than expected, from which one hit me in my left abdominal area, pierced the sturdy uniform with ease, and my flesh with even less effort. A sharp pain ran through me, and Lia called my name, slightly panicking. I groaned, and decided that it was time to get offensive again.
I held my sword with two arms, placed it horizontally, with the tip facing my enemy, and charged. The good thing was, that Chris had run out of knives to throw, thus having to respond in another way but to throw a knife in my chest.
He chose to retaliate.
As soon as my blade made contact, Chris stepped back, placed the back of his left hand against the back of my sword, and moved it to his left, making my sword miss, only leaving a small scratch on his uniform.
Now, with my guard completely down, Chris's grand retaliation plan came to a finish with him grabbing the knife stuck in me, and slamming his fist in my stomach, again. I was heading for the ground, but Chris caught me midair.
'Now I think this is it.' He said while playing with the knife in his hand. 'You've done well; I've never seen someone hold out this long against me.'
He brought the knife down, ready do strike at my heart. I couldn't think straight anymore, since quite a lot of blood had already flown out of my last wound, and everything he said was meaningless to me; I couldn't concentrate on anything he said in any way. Then, in the middle of Chris's final attack, a movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention. Lia stood up, and was pointing at Chris's feet.
'Lia, no!' I shouted, but too late. The floor under Chris's feet had already disappeared, and Chris suddenly fell into the gap. Then, she pointed to all directions around her, followed by the sound of breaking glass. She broke all the crystals, and soon after it was raining shards.
'You little bitch. That was not a smart move.' He said, jumped out of the hole, and made a sprint to Lia.
Then, I suddenly remembered something I never used before in my life, but I've seen it work. I never used it, but someone named Einya did. It was a harsh thing to do, but I saw no other option at that moment, plus the newly created situation brought a lot of... possibilities.
I pointed my finger at Chris's back, and Chris suddenly stood still, crashed to the ground and reached for his heart. Lia's eyes grew big when she saw that my arm was still raised, with my finger -in the meantime- pointed at her.
'What did you do...? CAD?'
'I stopped...' I coughed. 'I stopped his heartbeat. You can see it as a heart attack.'
Chris's breath grew heavier and heavier, and his eyes started to roll back.
'No! You can't do this!'
'Why the hell not?! He tried to kill you! I can't forgive that!'
'It's too cruel. Stop it, please.'
I could see the desperation in her eyes, and in Chris's, and even though I absolutely did not like it, I let go of his heart. Chris was then laying on the ground, on his back, grasping for breath. With the ending of our match, I found that I fought enough, and went to take a closer look at the floor.
'Why would you spare him?' I said.
'He's been the only one who was... considerate during the... examinations.'
'I cannot believe that. It appeared as if he was the one in charge here.'
'Chris... he would stop the scientists if I was in pain.'
'That's all you needed to spare someone's life, even if they were after yours?'
She didn't reply to that.
I sighed and said 'Still thanks for saving me.' And proceeded to take care of my wound. By the looks of blood on the floor, I shouldn't be improvising a bandage with another sleeve. I allowed myself one wound reset, and took care of the nasty cut, which missed all organs, making the surgery much easier to perform. When I was done, I sat up and asked Lia whether she was hurt anywhere. She shook her head, so I stood up, ready to leave. A loud coughing followed, but other than that, I managed.
´CAD! Are you okay?'
'I'm fine.' I said, even though standing was hard.
'Here, let me help you.'
'That's alright. Thanks though. But what are we gonna do with Chris?' Chris's face moved when he heard his own name.
'I-I don't know. He's alive, right?'
'In that case, we are leaving right now. Don't worry. He'll live.'
Lia nodded, and we left the same way I came.
I looked back once, and saw that Chris had turned his head, looking straight at me. His eyes were full of hate, absolutely unable to forgive his enemy, making me unsure whether sparing him was a good idea. It probably only fuelled the flames... I'm not sure, next time we'd meet him, whether we'll escape his wrath... if there will be one. I thought after looking back forward. This will
makes things more... complicated for the team though.

THE END.

So there you go, after a long, long time, I uploaded some written work again. Don't feel obliged to read, unless your first name is Chris. Yes, you. And you.

And of course, pic unrelated.

Oh wow. It's my birthday already.


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AmaranthusAmaranthus

1/13/13

You bundle of sticks, you posted again in the BBS.

1/13/13 MaartenC responds:

Ah, yes. It was an interesting discussion and I was bored.

But I still think the BBS is too slow and the discussions tend to be uninteresting.


AmaranthusAmaranthus

1/13/13

fag u posted egein

1/13/13 MaartenC responds:

Stop raping the English language.

Now try it again. What did you say?


ChrausnerChrausner

1/12/13

Someday I will make awesome Drum N Bass.

1/12/13 MaartenC responds:

And I look forward to that day.

You are close though. I almost have my standards for you as high as I would judge a professional artist.


ChrausnerChrausner

1/10/13

Responded to your review.

1/10/13 MaartenC responds:

Excellent. I'll check it out.


Lets stop this nonsense. I misunderstood the 'bronyfag' part, but my self-esteem was at its worst when I read your reply saying that I'm a bitch, so it explains why I got so serious about it.

1/8/13 MaartenC responds:

Indeed, let's.

Now let's get down to business. Lepelenburg, in one hour, bring your Yu-Gi-Oh deck with you. I'll kick your ass.

IT'S TIME TO D-D-D-D-DUEL


That book seems awfully interesting

1/8/13 MaartenC responds:

My, thank you!


Stop denying it.

1/8/13 (Updated 1/8/13) MaartenC responds:

I did call you a bitch, but I never called you a bronyfag.

EDIT: plus, being called a bitch is not something to get upset about.


You called me a bitch + bronyfag, and you don't seem to realize that I'm hurt because of that?

But fuck that, I'm under high self-esteem right now, thus fuck you, your family, and your life. Lets fight at Lepelenburg at 16:31 Utrecht Time. Jij bent een vieze, gestoorde kutwijf die van de vuilnisbak eet. Sterf met veel pijn en verdriet.

1/8/13 MaartenC responds:

I didn't call you that. What the fuck are you talking about?


Our politics sucks ass

1/7/13 (Updated 1/7/13) MaartenC responds:

En onze niet? PVV olé.

EDIT: ole dan.


also, my np lacks comments of dutchies

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Dus je erkent dat Nederlanders het meesterras zijn (ookal zijn Belgen beter in de taal)?


Yeah yeah yeah
Ugh, some people just don't deserve my attention
feel free to respond, thedark, I won't be arsed to give a fuck anyway

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Yeah, I'll definitely make a new one.


ThedarkThedark

1/7/13

Whatever i am outta here. I grew tired of you all this time. Happy birthday Maarten ( again)

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

I think I might make a new newspost soon...


Je haat me toch niet, he?
Ik mag toch wel een mening hebben, en persoonlijk vindt ik dat je te goed voor hem bent.
Maar goed, ik kan je blijkbaar toch niets meer schelen dus ik ga maar.

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Ik heb niet snel een hekel aan iemand. Jij hebt natuurlijk recht op je mening, maar ik daarom dus ook.


Also, I'm sick of this

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

WANT DOCTOR JONES TO TAKE A LOOK AT IT?

Dr. Jones, Dr. Jones / Calling Dr. Jones
Dr. Jones, Dr. Jones, wake up now (wake up now)


Nope
for the record, responding, fuck me? To fuck you, is a known joke
ugh

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Slightly overused tho :\


ThedarkThedark

1/7/13

Huh? I said fuck you not that I will fuck you. Are you blind?

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

There be a shitstorm brewin' here, fellers.


Also, google translate telt niet!

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

I second this.


No, you can't fuck me.
Thanks for the offer though.

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Oh, de grap. De epische grap


ThedarkThedark

1/7/13

Oh btw Amaranthus i can speak Dutch so fuck you :)

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Oh snap


ThedarkThedark

1/7/13

Happy birthday Maarten. A bit late i know

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Thanks mate


Liefste Maarten;

als je vader wil ik dat je stopt met de verkeerde mensen om te gaan *hoest* Thedark *hoest*
Serieus, die gast is echt niet 19, no way, en hij is een echte aandachtshoer (anders dan ik) die voor geen kloot kan spellen.
Denk erover.

Liefs, pap.

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Het is erg verontrustend dat jij mijn vader bent, aangezien jij jonger dan ik bent.

In ieder geval, ik heb niets tegen de gast, dus fuck it.


I'm hurt, Maarten. I'm hurt.

1/7/13 MaartenC responds:

Seriously wat


Now I actually feel like shit. Thanks for calling me a bronyfag.

1/6/13 MaartenC responds:

wat


Ugh, bronies

1/6/13 MaartenC responds:

I don't really give a shit about bronies. Bronyfags on the other hand...


I'll bronify you.

1/6/13 MaartenC responds:

Yeah... you won't.

Bitch.


Will you bitch slap me when we meet?

1/6/13 MaartenC responds:

Of course. What else would I do?


Lets meet at Lepelenburg.

1/5/13 MaartenC responds:

Why the fuck not? I can be there in one minute.


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/31/12

*THROWS ANOTHER BOMB*
Take that, Psy junior!

12/31/12 MaartenC responds:

WHAT IF YOU'LL MAKE HIM EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL


ChrausnerChrausner

12/31/12

GODVER ---

12/31/12 MaartenC responds:

I think that modeling career you've always wanted has now a pretty good chance of succeeding!


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/31/12

ALLAHU AKBAR
*throws bomb at Chrausners face*
There there, he looks better now

12/31/12 MaartenC responds:

Oh yeah, you can really see the difference.


ChrausnerChrausner

12/31/12

HOU JE BEK DICHT, AMAR

12/31/12 MaartenC responds:

Amar klinkt extreem islamitisch.

OH MIJN GOD HET IS EEN (discrimination intended) TERRORIST


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/30/12

Debielstep har har

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

Oh jij, met je woordgrappen.


ChrausnerChrausner

12/30/12

HELEMAAL NIET, 'NEE' ZEGGEN IS EEN VORM VAN RESPECT

MIJN DUBSTEP-O-TEAM HEEFT TWEE MILLIOEN VOLGERS. WAT GA JE NOU DOEN MET JOUW VIEZE HONDEN?

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

Ik hoop dat je hersenen smelten in je hersenpan vanwege teveel blootstelling aan Delta-straling. Dat is de D van Dubstep.


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/30/12

ALLEEN DE DOMME KATTEN ZEGGEN NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

WAT ZEGGEN DE SLIMME KATTEN DAN


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/30/12

DE HELE BUURT DOET MET ONS MEE

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

Nee jij.


ChrausnerChrausner

12/30/12

NEE AMARANTHUS, DUBSTEP-O-TEAM IS HIER MET MEER DUBSTEP

WUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUBWU BWUBWUBWUBWUUUUBWUBBBWWUBWUBWUB-W-W-W-WUB-UB-B -WUUUUB SCRHHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIK KA-POW-BOOM-O-WUUUUUUUUB

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

Sterf.


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/30/12

HIER DANSEN ALLE HONDEN IN HUN HONDENHOK

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

IEDEREEN GAAT LOS


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/30/12

DE SAMSONROCK

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

IK MOEST KLOPPEN WANT DE BEL DEED HET NIET


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/30/12

Dit is de Samsonrock

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

MAAR GERTJE!


AppleJackAppleJack

12/29/12

and then the anoying SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH

12/30/12 MaartenC responds:

My anus clenched so hard, that coals could me made into diamonds.


ChrausnerChrausner

12/29/12

Yo Skrillex drop it hard!

WUUUUBWUBWUBWUB-WU-WU-WU-WU-WU-WUB

12/30/12 (Updated 12/30/12) MaartenC responds:

My toes curled.


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/29/12

Neem een plopkoek, WANT IEDEREEN IS WELKOM IN MIJN MELKHERBERG
plopperdeploperdeplop

12/29/12 MaartenC responds:

IK ZEI, NU WEER TERUG NAAR STUDIO 100


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/29/12

I never offered my milk, plopperdeplopperdeplop.
Chrausner is Kwebbel, ze stops maar niet met zagen.
Serieus, houd uw bakkes, wijf. MUIL TOE!!!!!

12/29/12 MaartenC responds:

En weer terug naar studio 100


ChrausnerChrausner

12/28/12

@AJ: I never offered my milk.

12/29/12 MaartenC responds:

Or have you?


AppleJackAppleJack

12/28/12

Do not taste Chrausner's milk. It is from the oldest cow, whom is diagnosed with breast cancer

12/29/12 MaartenC responds:

Yes, that would be problematic.


ChrausnerChrausner

12/28/12

Do not taste Amaranthus' milk if it comes from his wet 'dark hole'...if you know what I mean...

12/28/12 MaartenC responds:

Okay, that's just gross.


KnuckstrikeKnuckstrike

12/28/12

Do not taste his milk Maarten. I have warned several others, but they wouldn't listen. I hope you are smarter than they were.

12/28/12 MaartenC responds:

TOO LATE IT'S GOT ME SINGING


AmaranthusAmaranthus

12/28/12

Plopperdeploperdeplop.
Welkom in mijn melkherberg, iedereen is hier welkom!

12/28/12 MaartenC responds:

En ik ben kabouter klaas en sam'n met mijn boer'n, kun je mij vinden in mijn stallen vol met -


ChrausnerChrausner

12/27/12

I want to see you progress in your stats...at least get to Private...and I want to see your level going up, not stuck...

12/27/12 MaartenC responds:

I may have other interests than leveling my NG stats, but I'll see if I can be bothered some days.


ChrausnerChrausner

12/27/12

Please...

12/27/12 MaartenC responds:

Why?