Life Hacks/Beth-preg/Custom package1/Grind his face into the pavement with a flying attack

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You can feel your vision narrow, locking in on the man who took your twin sister and just announced his intention to rape her as well as your younger sister, and in that moment nothing else mattered. All tact, all thoughts of holding back, any consideration of what happens afterward all went out the window and the only thing on your mind was getting this guy away from your sisters as fast as possible and making sure he could never harm them again.


Your legs were propelling you across the park at an absurd 30 miles per hour already, and that was in consideration of trying to avoid running into a by-stander. At this speed, you will be able to cross the space between you and him in just over 2 seconds, but that was not enough for you in this moment. The very second you saw an open path you accelerated to speeds no human should be capable of generating with their own propulsion under any conditions, tearing up huge chunks of grass as you ran across it.


You leap over a hedge, the only thing separating you from where this bastard was threatening your little sister who was rightly on the verge of tears from what was just said to her, and you landed on the concrete sidewalk on the other side. Losing no momentum, you use the solid footing of the concrete that is far more reliable than the flimsy grass that had shifted beneath your powerful feet in order to generate more force in order to cross the final 8 or so feet that separate you now.


Roni is standing between you and the bastard, so you need to be careful not to injure her. There is only one solution. Still retaining the full momentum of your inhuman running speed up until now, you drive your right leg powerfully into the ground, kicking off and giving you exactly enough lift to clear the top of Roni’s head.


“RrrrAHHH!!” You let out an angry grunt as both of your knees make an impact with the bastard’s upper chest, just above his nipple line. In the same motion, you also grab him under the arm-pits with both arms. Even in your mad insanity from hearing what this bastard just said, you have enough rationality of thought to realize that if you did not grab him like this then you would wind up sliding up off his shoulders, causing his head to be caught between your thighs, and at the speed you are going the sudden acceleration would be too much for his neck and you would simply rip his head right off and decapitate him. A part of you was in doubt as to whether or not you should just do exactly that, but at the very least that would be a bad thing for Roni to see so that inner turmoil is quickly squashed.


Instead, you immediately hear the disgusting sound of breaking bones as you feel several of his ribs and even both collar bones of the bastard you took right off his feet with your flying knee attack snap like twigs. You can also feel the tendons of muscles separating from bones, causing catastrophic damage to the shoulder muscles as the edges of the man’s shirt actually become like a blade and cut into the flesh of his shoulders. His head also moves forward, or rather, his body had moved backward too fast for his head to keep up, and it smashes into your thighs, the side of his chin catching one of your knees causing the sound of another crack to be heard as you cause his teeth to slam together hard enough to actually shatter his rear molars. That, however, will be the least of his worries as the sudden jerking motion of his head would have also caused a severe concussion, pulverizing both the front and back of the brain, and as for his neck, he would be lucky to get off with severe whiplash. In all probability, there could be some spinal-cord damage that resulted from this sudden extreme motion of his head.


This was the catastrophic damage that you caused to the man with just the initial impact as you brought him air-born right along with you. The two of you flew through the air across the parking lot, and you were now flying straight toward a row of cars on the opposite end. You had managed to gain enough lift with that monster jump you made that you were still ascending, and only the bastard’s ankles make contact with the top-end of the trunk of the car of some other person visiting the park, certainly breaking both of them in the process. His legs are flung straight up like a rag-doll by the laws of physics, and then the seat of his pants makes contact with the roof of the car catching it just at the upper-end of the rear windshield. You do not feel his pelvis break, the catastrophic impact with the trunk seemed to have saved him from a direct hit. However, the friction of his legs and body dragging against the roof of the car change your angular momentum and throws the both of you into a spin.


You are forced to let go of the bastard at this point in order to avoid facing an injury yourself when you eventually land on the ground. The bastard flies off like a rag-doll, but you begin to execute a perfect tuck-and-roll and by the time you reach the ground you simply roll with the impact and, in fact, kick off the ground again and execute a beautiful flying leap over the road on the other side of the parking lot, and then in mid-air, you bring up your knees in order to protect your body from the wooden fence you are about to collide with. Your legs take the brunt of the impact and you crash straight through the fence and then your eyes quickly catch sight of a pool. You are coming in too shallow to land in it, but with one more perfect tuck-and-roll you manage to avoid any damages that would result from landing on the concrete pool-side area before you finally hit the water.


You do not want to stop too fast. You have slowed down considerably, but there is still a chance at these speeds you could damage your heart by throwing it against your rib-cage if you decelerate too fast, so instead you dive in head-first and cut the water like a knife. The drag the water produces against the cloths you are wearing, your long trench-coat in particular, dissipates your momentum rapidly. However, it is still not enough to keep you from colliding with the other end of the pool. You fold your arms over your head in order to protect yourself, and then finally come to a stop with a slight bump against the stairs of the far side of the pool.


“Hwaah!” You let out an exhilarated adrenaline-filled breath as you violently surface from the water, your brain just now taking stock of the enormity of everything you just did. The injuries that you just inflicted on the guy who was threatening to rape your sisters, those were not the injuries of someone who got into a fight. Anyone who saw the condition you left him in would only conclude that he was involved in some sort of high-speed automobile collision, probably that a car that was going too fast had rammed into him and sent him flying. From the moment you got your mom’s phone call until now, you had not been thinking clearly. Taking stock of things, it had only been about 1 minute since you hung up the phone and left the house, even the time you made to get here is absolutely on a whole other level of absurd.


You are starting to realize just how horrifying someone who has max stats and is perfect at all skills really is in this world. Every single thing that you just did is not at all on the level of a human anymore. The police officer who was threatening to rape your sisters is probably dead now, you really don’t see much of a way he could have survived those kinds of horrifying injuries. With your abilities, you were able to keep stock of all the injuries he received while you were in physical contact with him, and just those would be enough that his chances would be incredibly slim if there were an ambulance already here and ready to get him. You have no idea what additional damage he received after you let go of him, but it was quite likely enough to finish the job.


Suddenly, you hear the sound of a sliding glass door being thrown open. You turn to see the source of the sound, and what you find is a boy who looks to be around 10 staring at you wide-eyed as though he doesn’t know what to think of the situation, not that you can blame him much for that. Trailing closely behind him is a girl who looks to be his little sister. Due to her older brother being there, she seems to be able to take enough emotional support from that and still keep a somewhat intelligent look on her face. She is looking constantly between her brother and you and the hole in the fence.


“Wh… what?” She stammers, looking suddenly back to her brother with confusion and fear on her face due to this incredible situation that has just come up. Her brother, meanwhile, still has yet to say or do anything other than just staring at you as he is simply stunned.

What do you do?

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