Chapter 3: This…This is it Chief
5 minutes in the game…
Glynda scoured the shopping district in search for survivors. Fortunately, she had found none inside of building or lying on the streets drowning in their own blood. She ran around the corner only to stop and hide back to see four soldiers that were garbed in black armour, she decided to take a peek only to raise an eyebrow in confusion; all four of them are standing in what appears to be a square formation.
Formation was nothing out of the ordinary, she teaches in a combat school for crying out loud. What made her confused was the fact that the four soldiers were crouching and standing at a rate not even experienced Huntsman and Huntresses could do, all the while all of them were pointing their weapons up. Then she had to wonder.
Is this some sort of training exercise?
Once they finally stopped, they all looked back down and to her misfortune, one of them locked eyes with her. She clicked her tongue, what she did was an amateur job and she was going to berate herself after she deals with them.
Just when she was about to give an attack the person who locked eyes with her snapped its entire body to the opposite direction so instantly he might as well have teleported. Then it spoke.
"gu- I'- laggi- much," he said.
So, he spoke in a different language. The other three laughed their hearts out at their comrade but now was her chance, with all of their backs away from her she went for the one who saw her first. With a burst of speed, she charged the individual, meters became centimetres. Just when she was about to touch him.
He disappeared
No flash sound of movement, no shift in the air, he was just… gone but now she has bigger problems, the other three could see her now and she's just within arm's reach to one of them. She waited for a hand to grab only to receive something else that threw her off guard.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA HE FUCKIN' TIMED OUT," the one closest to her said
Another laughter entered her ears and this one was a very hard wheeze, the sound of a fist banging on a desk also reached her ears though for the life of her she couldn't find the desk.
"Fucking Best Buy Wi-Fi," the last one said who was only chuckling.
That earned the other two another round of laughter, with the banging on the desk louder than before. Too drowned in hysteria, it was only Glynda who heard the sound of a rumbling noise, she looked in the direction of said noise only for her eyes to widen in shock. It was one of those 'tanks' she had heard of while she was searching for survivors and one of them is rolling towards her and the group.
She had just dived out of the way just in time. Unfortunately, the other three weren't so unlucky, what made it worse was that she had front row seat of what's going to happen to them. She expected blood, lots of it smeared across the road… SHE WASN'T EXPECTING THIS!
When the tank rammed two of the soldiers, they just… she didn't know how to explain it. There should be blood, there should be guts on the ground. Instead the way they died was something similar to how one would cut the strings of a puppet. To her surprise the one who was laughing the hardest was the one who survived, jumping out of the way at the last moments.
"NO NO NO NO NO NO," the man said but still subjected to fits of giggles.
What happened next was the most…most…STUPIDEST this that she had experienced during her entire career as a Huntress. The tank tried to train its barrel at the soldier while the soldier ran around the tank in circles, jumping AND HE WAS LAUGHING! Are they lunatics?! What kind of Kingdom trains lunatics to be soldiers? But it wasn't over, oh no, out of nowhere two more soldiers appeared out of thin air. To her shock the voices similar to the ones that were just smeared on the ground by the tank seconds ago.
WHAT?!
'PLANT C4 PLANT C4!" The one who was running in circles said, finally getting his laughter in control.
Both soldiers approached the tank while it was still focused on their comrade, both tossed objects Glynda now dubbed as the C4. When they finally finished planting six, they spread out sprinting away from the tank as fast as they could. The tank too one more spin hitting one of the soldiers in the head, Glynda had to wince, at the speed the tank was turning she was confident that the man would not be getting up.
A laugh entered her ears which made her glare at the owner, "Mike got fuckin' killed by the barrel of the tank!"
The call out of their friend's death was not received, "BLOW THE FUCKING TANK!"
"Putin sends his regards!" the other who was holding what seemed to be the detonator.
With a press, the tank blew up, killing it passengers. She doubted that anyone who are inside could've survived that. She turned her attention to the remaining tw-, she sighed, three idiots who were jumping up and down while shouting out praises.
Just when she thought it was about to be over something zoomed across her vision hitting all three of the idiots while the one driving shouted something about being a giraffe. She would've been curious what it was were it not for the fact that it was already metres away from her.
"Glynda!" a voice called out.
She looked at the owner to see Qrow, land just in front of her. "Been looking everywhere for yo-,"
The old man never got to finish his sentence, Glynda entered his private space making him flinch, "Are you coming on to me?"
She didn't answer, a hand reached out to his lower back region. She pulled out something and to his shock it was his flask. She numbly shook it, when she felt the tell tale sign of it having contents, she unscrewed the bottle cap and without reservation or hesitation whatsoever she downed the bottle of whiskey.
Qrow gawked at the situation
A/N: HELLO ALL OF YOU GOOD PEOPLE! I'M BACK FROM THE DEAD! I'm sorry if it took too long to post a new chapter. I just had other things to handle like other fanfictions that I had to continue. For those who are still patiently waiting for a new chapter to show up, here it is!
Might be a while again before a new chapter shows up but I promise all of you that this fic is NOT YET DEAD. My upload schedule is just really messed up. I want to answer some comments but it's 3 AM here and my eyes are baggy as fuck. I had to scour the internet for suitable memes for this to work… hopefully this suited your tastes.
Ugh… I'm tired so without further ado I bid you all adieu
Peace~
