THE CANNONS  PART TWO
by IRONMACK.

The bell rang.
Determination returned to JOHN'S face as he
charged forward.
This time MARY CANNON calmly approached
the center of the ring.
JOHN tried to take her head off with one of his
atomic-powered rights,but missed as MARY
ducked out of the way.He tried following up with
a left,which MARY also easily evaded.
JOHN tried again and again to cave in MARY'S face.A right.A left. A
right.A left.
But each blow missed their target as MARY
moved like lightning.
JOHN raised another right----but was stopped
hard when MARY drove an incredibly powerful
left hook into his mid-section.He doubled over,
pain shooting through his gut down into his nuts.He tried to move
away,but the shock to
his nerves slowed him down.
MARY hammered a right hand of her own like
a guided missile into his face.
A left jab mashed in his nose,producing a gusher of blood.An overhand
right came 
down like a wrecking ball,driving his head down
between his knees.An uppercut from the floor
shattered his jaw,sending him flying into the air,
crashing into the basement ceiling,then return-
ing to the canvas.
MARY stopped JOHN'S downward flight with a
piledriving blow again to his stomach.He froze
in mid-air,yelped like a girl and farted,then slammed face down into the
canvas.A trail of
blood oozed from his nose as he staggered to
his feet.
MARY rested against the ropes,gathering her
strength while waiting for JOHN to rise.
JOHN finally made it all the way up----just in
time to collide with another torpedo-like blow
to the face from MARY.
Instantly,his right eye was blackened.
Another flesh-ripping blow followed and his
left eye was blackened.
JOHN tried to connect with a right cross,but
MARY blocked it easily.Before he could make
any follow-up move,MARY buried a hard driv-
ing fist into his kidneys.JOHN'S arms dropped
from the shocking impact.He squealed like a
whipped dog just as MARY hammered his jaw
with another bone-crushing blow.
She danced away from him while he attempted
to raise his fists.Seeing how slow and weak he
now was,she charged in fast and used another
uppercut from the floor to send JOHN flying off
his feet back into the ropes.JOHN stretched the
ropes like rubber bands,then rebounded back into the ring.
MARY held her right arm straight in front of her
and met JOHN'S face head-on with her fist.
She followed up with a left hook to his ribs,cracking them instantly.A
right cross  shot
him back against the ropes.
JOHN hung there helplessly while MARY used 
his face for a punching bag like he had done to
her in the first round.She hammered away mer-
cilessly,soaking the ring with streams of JOHN'S blood.
JOHN was finally rescued when the bell rang.
MARY danced back to her corner without look-
ing back.
JOHN fell to one knee----then slowly pulled himself along the ropes to
his corner,trailing
blood on the canvas floor.
MARY CANNON giggled like a schoolgirl as
she clicked her heels before sitting down on
her stool.
BILLIE was overjoyed.She began rubbing 
MARY'S shoulders.
"Good goin',Momma",she exclaimed."You gave
Daddy a GOOD ass-whippin'.Keep it up.He's
hurt.He's weak.Keep th' pressure on.GRIND HIM INTO DOG MEAT!"
JIMMY CANNON was horrified at the sight of
his beaten and now-weakened father.
JOHN CANNON looed like he'd been hit by a
truck.Both eyes blackened.One of them swelled
shut.His jaw swollen.His nose broken and bleeding.
He finally made it to his stool and dropped back
against the ropes.
"DAD!"cried JIMMY."W-Wha happened?"
"T-That bitch",groaned JOHN in pain."Forgot how good she was.She hits
like a freight train.
I-I'm in trouble."
"Don't worry.I got just the trick to turn things
around."
JIMMY produced fom the floor next to the ring
a pair of boxing gloves,black just like the ones
JOHN was already wearing.He stood  in front
of his dad,blocking the view from the opposite
corner so his mother and sister couldn't see.
He removed JOHN'S original gloves and replaced them with the new ones.
"These are special gloves".he said to his dad.
"For emergencies like this.They're weighted with iron.Your punches will
have TWICE the
BLOCKBUSTER BOMBING POWER they
already have."
Confidence returned to JOHN'S face.
"Good boy,JIMMY",he said.
Both JOHN and MARY rose to teir.
Both fired-up with determination and power.
The bell rang and husband and wife,both iron-
muscled and fueled with fury,once again charged into battle.

END OF PART TWO.