Fro Ninja; Hey dere, Hi dere, Ho dere beautiful people. The Fro ninja is here for another release, and man oh man, am I having fun writing this arc. Sure the lack of sleep is no merit, but I see it as a badge of sorts.
Jester; Yo Fro, you do realize that the more you spend talking about how much fun you're having now, the less fun you'll have later?! Besides, I need to get you nice and fucked up for when Deez nuts gets elected president! You know it's going to happen...
Fro Ninja; While I have no issue with that, except that there is actually a candidate with that name. Let's take to the comments and see who's been showing us some love lately!
The Book: I'm glad that you liked the last entry, and I apologize for the erratic schedule. Indeed our boy Kote did get his ass kicked didn't he? I originally wasn't planning on going that far, but I need a shock factor to open the arc, and that seemed like the best thing next to having the team going on a killing spree. Wouldn't that be interesting?!
NeonPartyDude: Oh my god dude. Me and Jester totally called your reaction to the update, and we just busted out laughing when we read your comment! Kote's power didn't really help him much, I'll tell you that much, and I hate to admit it, at this point Kote is pretty much the weakest in terms of cryptic-type ability, and that confirmed it. It will be interesting to see how he recovers from that ass kicking, or if he even recovers at all *wink*. And as for the gem, the answers will come in time. Patience.
Fro Ninja; And without further ado, let's start our little ditty!
Third Person Perspective
Zana stood vigilant as Anthony crept in closer on her position. Even though it seemed like the match was one sided, there were still plenty of factors that could influence the outcome. Both of them knew that as they continued to stare each other down. Waiting for the other to make a move that would get the ball rolling. After several seconds more, Anthony dashed down the street with his bo in hand behind his back. He then leapt forward off the ground and launched himself in the air using one of the ends of his staff like an Olympic athlete. Quickly reaching deep in his pockets, he took out a small ball of unknown properties and threw it down at Zana while still in midair.
"See how you like this!" Anthony shouted out as the ball left his hand
Thinking that it might be a bomb, or at worse a grenade, she attempted to vault out of the way in order to secure a safe position. Unfortunately, before she could get jump out of its range, it suddenly exploded, giving off a ray of bright light, causing her to stumble in her evacuation path. Seeing this as an opportunity, Anthony hastened his descent, and lunged his staff forward onto Zana's head. Surprisingly, the bo staff had been caught cleanly in both of the assassin's hands, almost as if it were a blade.
"What the hell? How did you-?" A confused Anthony asks.
In that same moment, Zana grab the section of the staff completely, and uses it to toss Anthony around with him on the other hand. Sensing that she will probably slam him into an obstacle, he quickly let go of the Bo, retreating to a nearby tree branch. The assassin then broke the staff in half with one hand while the lizard watched with a smug smile.
"Oh shit, I forgot! Kote tried the same trick with you huh? Guess you're really full of surprises! How the hell did that bastard Harmon get a hold of ya? Did he rape your mother and promised the same would happen to you if you didn't follow him around?!" He shouted out to the young assassin.
Zana appeared to be unphased by the comment, as she proceeded with her counter attack by quickly firing off six rounds from her pistol at break neck speed. In order to match up the pace, Anthony sped up his reaction time. To him, it seemed like the bullets were traveling in slow motion. He then gripped the branch of the tree with his tail, swinging into a backwards flip into the air, dodging all of the bullets that came his way by weaving his body. Despite him being unarmed, he was far from useless. He brought his lead foot and transitioned into a flying kick aiming towards Zana. She reached for her nodachi and brought it to the outside of Anthony's foot, carving into his on the side of his skin as she effortlessly dodged his kick. Dodging and then creating her own chance to make an attack of her own in the middle of her opponents attack?
'Whoever this girl is she's no amateur', thought Anthony.'But there's something familiar about how she fights. The process of switching her weapons interchangeably, using the momentum of the opponent, initiating counter-strikes without waiting for the other guy to hit, and the use of several materials during battle. I can't help thinking I've seen them somewhere before...' He shook his head, putting his focus back into the fight.Even though the attack was far from enough to truly hurt him, he could still the aggressiveness behind the hit.
"If you're going to try and psych me out, you could at least do a better job at it. I've only known the guy for a week, and I already hate him." Zana spoke out for the first time since the fight started.
Anthony chuckled.
"So you can talk huh? I was worried the 'you know what' had your tongue! Glad to see besides killing and kidnapping thirteen year olds, you can socialize!"
"Are you always this chatty?"
"What's wrong? Did I push the emo button by accident? Here's a hint kid; stay away from lactose milk if you're going that path."
"*sighs* Out of all of the opponents I've ever faced, this is the longest I've ever held a conversation with one."
"What's the shortest conversation, might I ask?"
"She took a breath, and then I killed her."
"Glad to see socially ineptness isn't your main problem."
After closing the distance a little more between the two, Zana opened up a combat string opportunity by throwing knives to divert his attention. While Anthony could detect certain attacks such as bullets at a high speed range, he was not completely invincible. Despite taking them to his mid-section, he continued to press forward with his assault to cut off her string at it starting point. What he didn't realize was that she already thought ahead on that regard, and had already brought out her nodachi to meet his leading leg, carving turkeys out of it. Slightly sensing the pain, Anthony kept going by going out with a side kick to Zana's face, which she promptly dodged by ducking under the kick's path. He then swung around his tail attempting to catch her off guard. She intercepted it as well by sticking her nodachi deep through his tail which she the momentum from to lift herself in the air, giving him swift kick to the face, knocking him away for a few miles.
Anthony picked himself up off the pavement. Blood had been oozing out of his left leg for the past few seconds, and the poison effect was beginning to accumulate faster than his reptilian blood could resist.
"Ah, shit... That was unexpected. I haven't been knocked around like that in a while." Anthony stood up straight, and cracked his neck twice. "Guess that means I can stop holding back now." He then pulled out of the back of his jacket, three metal nunchaku, holding two in his hand and one around his neck. He started to twirl around the two with great speed and force as he came rushing in. As he put his right foot down on the ground, a great force rose up from his stepping spot, and with that the force pushed up in his run, giving a rocket of a start in his run. Zana saw only afterimages of Anthony has he dashed around her, relaying fast attacks to her body, which she was barely able to block by a millisecond.
The hits came down like hard and tiny pellets of hail, as they hit dead on her face, legs, and arms. After several seconds of speedy hits, Anthony paused his burst for a brief moment to grab Zana by her face and slam her down onto the ground, and dragging her along, creating a rough path of debris with her own head. Traveling for about thirty feet, he jumped up in the air while still carrying her by her face. He took the other nunchaku that was resting over his neck and brought up in the air to charge up the power in the swing.
"By the way sweetie pie, this is pure platinum you're about to feel!" He then brought down the nunchaku slamming into her ribs, then succeeding to hit the area close to her sternum with one of the nunchaku already in his left hand, and exchanged for the former one that sat in his right hand before switching to the one around his neck and brought it down near her legs. Pretty soon, he began to exchange all three of the weapons instantaneously at break neck speed, attacking key points of the assassin's body. Although she tried to guard as best as she could, the speed and quantity of the hits soon became too great for her to keep up with and focus on blocking. He then brought the three nunchakus together to in a clump and wrapped them around Zana's neck and brought her down from the air slamming her into the ground.
"Not done yet!" He then took two of the nunchakus, throwing one in the air,quickly wrapping them around his fists and began pummeling away at the mid section of her body at break neck speed. His fist were moving so fast, they were barely visible, but had the force of shotgun shells in their intent. He then reached for the one that came down from his previous throw, charging up it's impact. "Eat this! Nunchaku Massacre!" The nunchaku came down hard on her skull, which had enough force to shake the very ground them, creating shockwaves of pure energy and mayhem.
After finishing his special move, Anthony expected the body thoroughly, viewing the bruises and shattered points of Zana's face, body, and legs as they laid there with blistering blood and bones. He then felt for her pulse which had been stopped for a while.
"Sorry about this sweetie. I really wish it could have been different." Anthony then bowed to the body that laid there in the street offering his condolences, and began to walk away. He then took out a pack of cigarettes and put one in his mouth. As he tried to reach for his lighter, he felt a sharp pain in the inside of his body that made him crouch to the ground. "Damn! The poison...it's starting to take effect now?!"
"That's right."
Anthony felt a sharp and peculiar object reach him from his back and go through him with great force coming outside of his front. He reluctantly looked down to see his own face reflected in that of the pure steel of a sword. His intestines swirled around the blade, leaking its juices and dripping down creating a small pool.
"What the...h-hell?" He slowly turned his head around to find Zana, still covered in the bruises and blood that she found a with just moments ago. Her clothes and hair were botched as it they were put through a shredder, but it appeared as no reaction on her face overall. "B-but...your pulse...you...were-"
"Dead? You really think a normal type like you can actually kill me? I was playing possum during your whole karate demonstration. Not only do I have a high resistance to Cryptic-type abilities, but everything else as well. Swords, bullets, grenades, any weapon you can think of, none have been able to kill me. I guess you can say immortality is my ability, but then again what would be the point, I've been wanting to die since I discovered I had these godforsaken abilities in the first fucking place."
"A Pure type...that never wanted her powers? You're born with your powers...H-how could you possible have the choice to govern something like that?"
"You normals are all the same. Always thinking in miniscule terms. We always have a choice surrounding every event in our lives. From the second we are born, to the second we are taking our last breath. We can choose to accept what will be given to us and what we can take for ourselves. The minute I discovered my heritage, I could have taken my own life from the start, but when you have an ability like mine, it's difficult."
"Normals? You make it sound like you've seen...both sides of the fence..." Anthony began to loose strength as he spoke.
"I'm a half breed. Obviously I've seen both sides for myself. And I hate both of them. I hate Pure-types for using the powers given to them by their heritage as an excuse to do whatever they want with the world and its people, from torturing them, discrimination, rape, and toys for their amusement. They feed into the compassion they carry only for themselves, and it's a hunger that always consuming. And even more, I hate the Normal-types for just sitting by and letting it happen to them, like they've met their superiors in terms of race and morales. They cower and fear what they don't understand, but then go fight another country in wars for the sake of a cultural exchange. Both groups are hypocrites that seclude themselves so far into their ideals, their notions and their morals they become their own dinner out of spite of the silent destruction that parades around them."
"You're...a half breed?!" Anthony's face lit up. "I know who you are!"
Zana bared no reaction whatsoever to his statement, simply extracting the nodachi's blade from his body, and then shooting both his legs in their key points, making him fall to his knees. She then quickly brought more of the poisonous knives out and began sticking them all around his body. Finally, she came to his front, where Anthony's face had grown completely sullen. His body began to crumble from the insides thanks to the poison, and the strike from her blade all but accelerated the process of it spreading. She then brought the final knife to his forehead, hitting his brain in the impact. Despite all of this, Anthony was still able to move his lips to utter a breath.
"I'm surprised you're still able to talk, let alone breathe. Since you're about to die anyway, I suppose I'll hear out your final words."
"Y-y-you're Elsah's daughter...aren't you?"
Zana's reaction finally shifted from unphased to that of shock.
"You knew my mother?!"
"S-s-she mentioned...it...the other Blades...wanted...her...to...have an abortion...but she...refused...she didn't want...that...to...happen to you...even...if...it would...end...up with her being exiled...she kept...you...she wanted...to give...you..life..."
"Did you just say 'the other blades'?! My mother was a Blade?!"
"S-she...sacrificed...everything...for you...and...this...is how you repay her?"
Zana's face then shifted back to her usual apathy.
"You forgot the part where she died, and left me with nothing. The part where a four year old had to spend the next four years wandering a world she had no idea about, and having to fend for herself. Dear old mom, sacrificed herself for me? My life has been just grand so far. And you better not talk as if you know me. My mother was whore who offered herself to some pompous Pure-type noble just to support herself."
"N-no! T-that's not true...! she..."
"Listen Godzilla. Here's what's gonna happen in the next few seconds. Either the poison kills you, or I stick the sword straight up your mouth and out through your skull and cut your head off. One more word, and the latter is what you're gonna get."
Anthony paused for a brief moment before breathing for air again.
"That was the word."
Zana brought the nodachi to Anthony's mouth and struck through his mouth until the blade pierced the back of his skull in one thrust. Then brought out her other nodachi and cleanly cut his head off, prompting it to fall into the pool of blood.
'Ursula...Madeline...I'm sorry...'
And just like that, he was gone...
Zana stood motionless for a while, before beginning to walk away from the body. She dusted herself off and yawned as she walked, as if she just came from a warm up session. The streets stood silent as the sun set behind the young assassin, as the blade drenched with her opponent's blood still remained warm and fresh. She then got out her cell phone, and dialed a number. It wasn't long before the other line picked up, and the voice of Kaos could be heard.
"This is Zana. I've succeeded in eliminating the target."
"Good job sister! I can see why father still keeps you around!"
"Where are you guys now."
"We've set up shop in an old abandoned mill factory outside of town. Between Smif and Wessun. I'm sending you the coordinates-"
"No need. I can find it. I'll see you soon."
She then hung up the phone and proceeded to head the destination where her allies were waiting for her. The dead body of Anthony was then left there in the middle of the street, gleaming as the sun shed its last light for the day.
Huey's Perspective
Meanwhile at the foster home...
This is second night in a row that I find myself lacking in sleep. I don't know whether it's the late night snacks that I've been chowing down on, or the strange dreams I've been having. Even though I don't know what it is specifically.
I took a trip to the bathroom to wash my face with some cold water to wake myself up a bit and relax. As I bring myself up from the sink to look at myself in the mirror, I see a familiar face sitting down comfortably on the toilet.
"Having trouble sleeping dear?" I turn to face Terry
"You know what's bothering me?"
"Of course I do. I exist inside of you remember?"
"So I've heard. I haven't seen outside of my head in a while, what's the occasion?" Terry usually was in the combines of my mind, so I could only hear his voice. There were very few times I actually saw him in his physical form, or at least the way I imagined him. His yellow cat fur comparing with his green eyes was a sight to behold. His tail was also bushier than the average cat. His long red hair covered his eyes so I couldn't see anything but his smile.
Terry's face then turned from one of humor, to one of seriousness. Since these kinds of moments were so rare, so I usually sat and listened to him.
"Listen Huey, something big is gonna be happening soon, and I'm not sure how much longer I can keep you safe like this."
"Keep me safe? From what?"
"From everything dude. Up until now, I've been filtering the quantic brain waves your head receives from events escalating around you. Think of it as a spam blocker."
What he just said ended up putting me on edge a bit.
"How long have you been doing this?"
"About a few years now. There's a lot going around that you don't know about, and it all revolves around you."
"What? What do you mean?"
"I know this isn't gonna make a lot of sense pal, but just try to follow along. You're a smart kid, you'll figure it out. Listen closely, because I'm gonna tell you everything that's happening, and everything that's gonna happen."
I simply clammed up and listened to Terry, as I felt it was going to be the last time I would be able to.
Part II of Trexwell Arc END.
Fro Ninja: Well now. Wasn't that something? If you liked it, please leave a comment, it really helps me grow as a writer! And look forward to part three being released sometime next week! Until then, one love!