Beware OOC'ness... And thank-you, to those who reveiwed. Long sentences scare the heck out of me. Probably because of the Monster Worm... Man, that thing was long... Nehehe, actually, it's just how I write when I'm going fast and not editing things. Type, save, send, and that's another chapter - rinse, repeat, blah. Also, puncuation hates me.
I assure you the girl isn't going to get away unscathed.
As for her name, well, we'll see in this chapter! I hope.
As for the importance of her identity in this fic... It's not important at all. At least, I don't think so. Who knows.
And so, the horror continues...
He was staring, and it was getting scary.
The girl didn't know that the blonde reploid was staring off, into the space over her shoulder. So she stared back, watching as he made a myriad of different expressions as he thought.
There was a happy expression!
A disappointed expression.
A somewhat sad expression...
And now, a frustrated expression.
Which didn't do much for the girls' nerves.
Then, the blond suddenly spoke.
"So who the hell are you, anyway? You never did say."
A question she knew the answer to! That she could SAY the answer to without being maimed.
"I'm V-... Valk, s-sir," the reploid in question mumbled, bringing down the nice, shiney scissors so she could be heard better.
Zero stared spitefully at those damnable things.
"Let me guess. You were going to cut my hair with those."
Valk nervously nodded at the knowing statement the blonde reploid spoke. Great - just great.
Rage. Again. For the second time in under an hour.
At least it wasn't the first time he'd felt rage in such a short span - but this was probably a record.
The girl bit her lip as she noticed his expression turned to that of a cat that could see a mouse. And was hungry. Very hungry.
Zero dove for the girl, Valk, but thanks to her nervousness, aswell as the fact that she was watching him closey... She had moved out of the way. Leaving Zero to hit the ground.
The blonde growled ferally and stood, rounding on the girl once again. Who of course, moved out of the way. Being nervous and observent sure had its advantages.
"Stay still so I can kill you!" Of course, he wasn't going to really kill the girl. Just hurt her. Gravely.
"Hell no!" Something kicked in, and Valk jumped away one final time before turning to glare at Zero.
It was now a stare-down. Valk, the nervous rookie, weilding a pair of silver scissors.
Zero, commander of the zero unit, weilding nothing but his bare hands.
Wait... He had a saber somewhere, didn't he?
Zero, commander of the zero unit, weilding nothing but his bare hands, stalked over to his bed-side table, grabbing his saber off the top of it, then went back to his stare-down position.
That's better.
And so, the odds were in Zero's favour. As if they never were.
Which one would win? Which one would be hurt? Gravely?
As if we don't know.
Will there be death today?
We'll see.
End chapter three.