Grandma Kicks Ass part 2  
By Jeremy Wilson @ shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com 
Jamie shows a little bit more of her martial arts skills 


*This is a sequel to my story, Special Martial Arts Student, where the main
character, Jamie Keats, is a 67 year old with an unbelievably muscular,
powerful body for her age, and a blackbelt in a couple of different
disciplines, in the first story, she didn't get to use her sizable skills, I
hope to use those more in this story. One version of this story is being
written for PG Forums, the other for every place else, I hope those of you
inclined enjoy this, but I could see why you wouldn't. Thanks.*

It's four in the afternoon, it's me again, Brian Benjamin, you know, the guy
who got his butt kicked by a 67 year old woman named Jamie Keats about a month
back. Well, I decided not to leave well enough alone. I decided instead of
being on the defensive and always watching over my shoulder, in case Jamie was
standing there, I decided to get some protection. The gym is filled with these
guys that will do anything if you wave a hundred dollar bill under their
noses, so I got two big, bad, muscled up guys to be my bodyguards. Jim and
Travis are their names, Jim's 6'3 250 pounds of power lifter style bulky
muscle, he's strong, I seen him bench 450 pounds. Travis is even more
impressive, he's 6'2 and 275 pounds, an offseason bodybuilder, who doesn't
look all that soft, probably carrying 10% body fat, but from the looks of him,
could easily dial it down to 5% in a couple weeks.

Now I tell you this, I wasn't exactly planning revenge on Jamie, but I felt as
if her beating of me was constantly invading my private thoughts, every
decision I made was tempered with the realization that she could find out and
possibly foil any plans I had. So I had to do this, there was no way I could
get back to my every day life with the specter of Jamie hovering over me,
spying on me, judging me. So, first of all, I started trailing Jamie, without
her knowing, trying to find out her every day schedule, so one day me, Travis
and Jim could approach her alone and get me some revenge, and get her out of
my life. At least that's the way I wanted to happen, but what happened was
completely different, in just about every respect, I was completely screwed.

You see, Jamie was a lot smarter than I gave her credit for, when we found
her, she was walking down an alley, when we caught up to her, she turned
around with a smile on her face. My stomach dropped out when I realized she
wanted us to follow her down here, she wasn't the one being trapped, she was
the one doing the trapping!

"So, you're back, are you, coach?" She said this with a very noticeable level
of sarcasm. "And it looks like you brought a couple of friends to watch your
back. Well, I'm sorry to tell you, you could have brought a dozen more and it
wouldn't have helped you, you're dealing with a martial arts master, you're
dealing with someone who beat up 10 full grown, healthy adult men in a fight
just to show my friends that I could. And these two guys? They're probably as
stupid as they are big, they don't realize the danger they're in."

"Hey, shut up, little lady! We don't care what you got to say, maybe you beat
up this dude, but we're fighters, we're big and strong, and if you want a
piece of him, you have to go through us."

"Wow! Just what I expected, you two guys should know something, that guy that
hired you, he's a con-artist, I'm sure he promised you a load of money to beat
me up, but he's just about broke, and he's gonna need whatever money he has,
because I will go through you, and I will beat him so bad that he's gonna
spend a lot of time in the hospital. But I'll give you guys a chance to
retreat and surrender, I know you probably have big egos, I will not only
bruise them, I'll absolutely destroy them and leave you busted up, bleeding
and begging for me to stop. So, what'll it be, gentlemen? Will you fight, or
will you fly?"

"Look at us, little old woman, do you think we're the kind of guys that lose
in any kind of fights? Just because you learned a couple years worth of basic
martial arts, you think you're an expert? We don't buy it, we're gonna fight,
and this guy is gonna pay us extra if we hurt you so bad that you spend time
in the hospital."

"Alright, you asked for it boys. Bring it on." She signaled for them to come
over with a wave of her hand.

What happened next could be considered nothing more than a disaster the likes
I thought I'd never see. The first guy that reached her was tossed her over
her shoulder in a judo throw, he hit the alley wall with a smack, and while
still conscious, he was definitely dizzy and took a while to get back in the
fight. The second guy tried a punch to her face, but Jamie blocked it and
delivered a kick to his stomach, she grabbed him by the back of his head and
slammed his head into the alley wall. She kneed him in the stomach again, then
while he was bent over she launched that same knee into his face. The first
guy got up again and lumbered over at the best speed he could, but she was
prepared, sending him over her hip to the hard cement, which knocked the wind
out of him.

"Holy crap!" I heard myself say. This small, though incredibly powerful,
muscled old woman was throwing these men around like they were dummies, she
wasn't even breathing hard. She put Jim in a headlock from the back, and he
soon fell asleep from the lack of oxygen going to his brain.

Just then Travis came up from behind her and clubbed her on the back with a
forearm. Travis pulled back when his forearm bounced off something far harder
than he's ever hit before. Jamie smiled as she turned around.

"What's the matter, big boy? I'm not flabby, didn't coach tell you that I've
got muscles that most Miss Olympia level female bodybuilders would be jealous
of? Not only that, but I've trained up those muscles to be as hard and as
tough as possible." Travis held his arm and shook his head no. "He didn't?
Well, you're about to meet the most muscular 67 year old woman that you've
ever gonna meet."

Jamie stepped back and unzipped her warm-up jacket, then she tugged it out of
her warm-up pants. First thing that Travis could see was her tremendous
pectorals, the valley in between must have been even deeper than the first
time I saw it, at least 3 inches deep. Then her 8 pack abs were revealed and
Travis knew that any attacks on that were not going to be effective at all,
they looked bulletproof! And deeply cut, at least # of an inch deep between
squares! As she took her arms out of the sleeves of the jacket, I marveled,
even though I've seen them before, I couldn't help but gasp at the size, the
density, the veins, just the whole hugeness, that put most male bodybuilders
to shame, much less female bodybuilders!

Jamie saw our looks of shock, awe and surprise, and she smirked. "Well, ain't
that nice, we've got a couple of muscle likers here, but boys, I'm not even
flexing yet." With that she exploded up into a double bicep flex that almost
literally blew me away, I lost my footing and fell on my ass looking at the
incredible guns that Jamie sent skyward. Travis was no less surprised, he
looked up at her guns from his own ass, he looked down at his own weight
sculpted biceps, there was no comparison, Jamie's were far superior, and she
knew it as her smirk grew bigger, looking down at Travis.

"I hope you know, you never had a chance, even without my martial arts skills,
I'm far stronger and far tougher than you'll ever be. But I just love the
chance to exhibit my skills, for the non-believers, like coach over there.
What do you think, Coach? Did you honestly think you could hurt this body?"

I was about to speak when I saw Jim was finally awake again, and he didn't
have any qualms about Jamie's power and muscle, he picked up a lead pipe that
was lying near him and approached Jamie from behind. He wound up and hit her
in the back of the head with it. I thanked the Lord as I saw that Jamie wasn't
invincible, she fell to her knees immediately, but to my surprise, she wasn't
unconscious. She reached to the back of her head, and felt the big bump
forming, she looked at her hand and saw a red substance. What happened next
was something I'd remember for the rest of my life.

Jamie growled deep in her throat, she stood up and turned around, but I saw
the look in her eyes and it was like something had taken over, she could have
frightened the devil himself with the look that she gave Jim. I knew Jim was a
goner, and I started praying for my own safety, after all, it appears she was
going to lay off of us, I thought she was just going to intimidate us with her
body and strength, but let us go. But now, now she was more angry than I've
ever seen anyone get, and someone with the kind of power she has shouldn't be
made that level of angry at any time.

Jim, to his credit, was probably too dumb to be scared, he raised the pipe
again, but as he swung forward, Jamie's hand rushed up to stop his hand and
held his wrist in a grip so tight that his fist instantly let go of the pipe.
Jamie caught the pipe and put it in her pants, then she gripped Jim by the
throat with her other hand and forced him up into the alley wall. To our
amazement, Jamie raised her arm upward, and Jim's body rose off the ground,
his feet were kicking as they rose. With her other hand, Jamie made a fist,
and started pounding Jim in the stomach with punch after ultra-powerful punch,
she was a machine, sending in punches that would knock out most heavyweight
boxers in every couple of seconds. Jim was bleeding from the mouth after a
minute of this, we knew that he had serious internal injuries, and it was only
the blood that made Jamie stop. She backhanded him so hard that he flew off
her fist and sailed 4 feet through the air, where he landed, unconscious, but
alive.

"Jamie, please, what Jim did was stupid, I never should've hired either of
these guys to attack you, I should've listened, I should've taken your advise,
I was stupid, I was ignorant, but don't you think you've done enough? Jim is
seriously hurt, he could die if we just leave him here!"

Jamie calmed down a little, she was never so violent in her life, she never
truly wanted to hurt these guys, just rough them up and scare them a little.
But Jim infuriated her, and beating him got that anger out of her quickly.
Jamie picked the lead pipe out of her pants and walked over to Travis and me,
wielding the pipe like she was going to use it, she had a stern look on her
face.

"Jamie, uhhh, what's that lead pipe for? I mean, you certainly don't need it
to kick our asses with."

"Hold out your hands, palm up, make your hands into fists." She said in a
commanding tone.

We did as we were told, me and Travis thought we knew what was coming, she was
going to ruin our hands with the lead pipe, but we suddenly heard a strange
keening noise, we opened our eyes to see Jamie bending the pipe and pulling,
she was stretching it out! Then she placed it around each of our wrists and
tied it into a knot. We tried hard to get out of our hand made manacles, but
the lead pipe was still too tough and strong for us to break. But not too
strong or tough for Jamie.

"You guys aren't worth it, you're too wimpy and weak to even spend my time
beating on you. What happened with Jim was unfortunate, I hope the doctors
will be able to save him. I've never beaten a man to death, but he just raised
my ire to such a level that it was hard to control my strength. I'm calling
the police, I'm going to press charges on you guys for assault. But I think if
Jim survives, the months he spends in the hospital will be punishment enough."

Jamie takes a cell phone out of her pants pocket and dials 911, she tells them
that 3 men assaulted her, but she was able to fight them off, and that she
managed to detain 2 of them with jury rigged manacles, but one guy was beaten
so badly that he was unconscious and could be hurt badly. She then took a pen
out of her pocket and looked around for something to write on. She found a
discarded pizza box and ripped off the top of it, she wrote down this note.

"These men assaulted me and I would like to press charges on them, my
telephone number is ***-****, but don't treat them too harshly as they gave up
without much of a fight, please try to treat the third man as best as you can,
he was at the wrong place at the wrong time and took a very bad beating
because of it, please do all that you can for him. JTAK"

"JTAK, what's that?"

"It stands for my name, Jamie Theresa Andrea Keats, but it's also my nickname,
Jamie the Ass Kicker. Ta-ta guys, and coach, when you get out of prison, and
you want to try to find me again, please, bring more guys. Make it a challenge
at least."

She smirked at me as she walked away, with a little skip in her step.

I just shook my head and swore under my breath. "When I get out, I'm moving
1,000 miles away from that woman."

Me and Travis just stood there, awaiting our fate, and I hoped that was the
last I was ever going to see of Jamie "the Ass Kicker" Keats.

The End...maybe.