once upon a time
there was a girl named cinderella
her stepmother was one bad motherf-
who wielded a lightsaber
cinderella was no match for her stepmother's force powers
being forced to kneel before her time and time again
so cinderella decided to hit the gym hardcore
she met some old guy with a funny tuft of hair on his forehead
the old guy told her that she had some serious potential
all those times she was forced to kneel has developed her into some kind of a
rotating machine
she agrees to his training regimen
and trained for months and months, punching logs into the hills nearby
with her bare fist
soon, it was ready
her dempsey roll
she decided that it was time to face her stepmother head on
it was the usual. the stepmother snickered at her presence
of course she wasn't an idiot. she could not ignore the ridiculous bulging muscles on that cinderella bod
wary but obligated to do so, she forced cinderella to kneel
but only the world rumbled in response
cinderella's body started to emit steam
and blam, she dashed into the stepmother's proximity
in an inhumane speed
the stepmother was cornered into a wall instantly
she looked towards the left and sensed cinderella had covered that side
the right side, the same
it was as if a giant steel wall was in front of her
the stepmother took out her sith lightsaber
bzzz, the red rapier like lightsaber was activated
she deftly made a strike towards cinderella...
who punched the lightsaber away with her bare fist
all that practice punching those logs into this hills have hardened her fist into adamantium
her mouse friends looked from the sidelines...
"cinderella!!! DO IIIIIT"
her coach's words echoed in her mind
"you know what to do kid... use those legs... remember the kneel"
cinderella clenched her feet as hard as she could
and started rotating her body in a motion similar to that of the infinity symbol
it was like an unyielding hurricane
the stepmother grabbed her wrist, still reeling from havign her lightsaber so pitifully knocked away
it was not logical. how could a human skin withstand the surface of the lightsaber?
but there was no time for thought
all she could feel next was wind
just wind and nothing more. she could no longer see in front of her
even the walls behind her seemed to disappear
she heard sounds but saw nothing but wind in an infinite motion
then the punches came
just the first hit alone shook the stepmother's brain so hard that she could no longer think of anything but the pain
no time to think whether or not it was over because the punches just kept on coming
blam blam blam bam bam
after a while it just seemed to make a dull sound
she could no longer feel the blows
perhaps after the 6th one? 7th one? what are numbers?
she was braindead
soon she became nothing but pulp
almost like a painting on the wall that's been there since the dawn of time
and soon appeared cinderella's body in front of that stain
she had finally stopped doing the dempsey roll
the force of her motion had destroyed everything but somehow the platform that she was standing on
finally the stepmother's tyranny was over
her training paid off
brief flashes of her months of training and kneeling at the hands of her sith stepmother went across her head
as if to close this chapter of her life, she decided to shut those thoughts out of her mind completely
then looked towards her left where her mouse friends were