Four large, aggressive males surrounded Marjean Holden. Her home town of Minneapolis was, like many cities in America, exposed to flare-ups of interracial strife. A “not guilty” verdict in a trial of a black teenager accused of raping a wealthy industrialist’s wife infuriated many people across the nation, and created massive civil unrest and chaos on the streets. Marjean found herself having to use her martial arts to deadly effect, to stop rampaging attacks coming from bloodthirsty racists.

These particular males were actually trying to break into a shop owned by Asians, most likely wanting either the dangerous tools the shop sold, or some of the more corrosive chemicals on offer. However, when the rowdy group spotted a black female clad in a tight, dark blue jacket, they zeroed in on her with lethal intent. The items they wielded, such as baseball bats and wrenches added another layer of threat.

However, Marjean was not afraid. She had recently finished the filming of Ballistic, an action movie. It seemed like the attackers had no knowledge of her identity, or combat abilities, however.

“Tear the n***er apart!”, one of them shouted.

As two burly, bearded men charged forth at her, Marjean stepped back, waiting to counterattack until both targets were in front of her.

Swinging her left hip forward, she unleashed a high kick that made one of the attackers stumble, right into the path of the other one, temporarily felling both of them. This collision also caused both men to drop their weapons.

The other two had tried to come around, and attack from the sides, and Marjean had to make sure there was enough distance so both of them couldn’t attack at the same time. Dropping down to the ground by performing the splits, she avoids a medium-height machete attack, before unleashing a left- right punch combo in the groin of a younger, blonde male.

Writhing in terrible pain, he drops the machete, staggering backwards a few steps before falling on his ass, while holding his crotch.

“You filthy ape!”

Furious swearwords from behind are a clear sign to the black woman that the fourth male was heading for her, angry at the unsuccessful attacks of his friends. She rolled out of the way of his sledgehammer swinging down on her, and closer to the man on his feet.

While on her back, Marjean looks her legs around the left ankle of the tall, well-built man, and pulls back, successfully bringing him down with a groan and shouts of frustration from him.

Knowing she has little time before the first two would be ready to attack again, she adjusts her legs to fixate the opponent’s left knee, before gripping his foot with her hands. As he resisted by trying to kick her with his right foot, Marjean had to twist the trapped leg to her right, fast and hard. A quick heel hold was all she had time for, considering so many active enemies.

The resulting crack and scream, coupled with the male rolling around in agony, were sufficient signs to the female that this one was crippled.