Chapter 9: Stealth goes out the window
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"What are we going do?" Trifa asked Roman.
Biting his lip, Roman scoured the deep vast knowledge of his criminal mind to try and come up with a plan. Unfortunately, nothing came to him.
"I honestly don't know." The boat was drifting slowly closer to the border patrol.
Then, the sound of a engine could be heard. Looking up, they both noticed a helicopter flying above them.
"Please don't see us." Roman said. A big light was shone on them. "Uh oh."
"This is the Mistral Border patrol! Identify yourselves immediately!"
"Um, hi there! I'm Perry Derry! And this is my, um, friend Trifa Ecluse."
The helicopter suddenly got awfully close to them. A faint beeping sound could be heard.
Roman cursed under his breath. Trifa looked at him. "What?"
"That's the-"
"Our facial recognition system has told us that you are Roman Torchwick, a convicted criminal of Vale!"
"Only Vale? I've been all over the, I mean, no I'm not! There must be some kind of mistake! Maybe the technology's faulty?"
"Technology from Atlas is not faulty!"
"It's from Atlas? We're in real trouble then." He muttered to Trifa. "Um, I'm his twin brother?"
"A quick criminal database scan has informed us that Roman Torchwick does not have a twin brother!"
They're good.
"I still think the technology is faulty!"
"Technology from Atlas is not faulty!"
"You've already said that!"
"We shall now be taking you both in for extensive questioning!"
The helicopter then shot two grappling hooks out, grabbing both of them and then they were both thrown into the helicopter, along with the bag that Roman had put his hat into. The helicopter began to fly towards the main station.
"Wait…" Roman looked at the spot where the pilot was supposed to be. "Look!"
It was controlled by a autopilot system, and the voices they had just heard were prerecorded.
"You have got to be messing with me!" He strode right over, and was just about to destroy it until Trifa stopped him.
"Don't you think we should, I dunno, wait until we get to the main station and then destroy it?"
"Hmm, that's probably a better idea." He strode right back over, and began to wonder why they hadn't put up some lasers or something to protect the one thing that would bring the entire helicopter down if smashed.
Just as they were above the main station, Roman then smashed it.
The helicopter literally dropped out of the air, hitting the main station and causing it to explode, but Roman and Trifa were both long gone by then as Trifa grabbed hold of a Roman and swung herself and him over to a nearby tree. Roman still had that bag somehow.
They both took off running as far away from the burning building as they could, towards a forest in the distance.
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"So" Adam said, rising up to his feet. "I think it's time we make a few changes around here." He grinned.
Tock, Ilia and The Lieutenant were all gathered in front of him. Ilia and The Lieutenant were kneeling. Tock was playing around with her weapons.
"Firstly, there will be no more holding back. We will not hesitate to strike down any and all humans that stand in our way. Sienna did not think we could win a war against the humans. She was wrong."
"Secondly, we aren't going to let the two traitors get away. Trifa Ecluse and Blake Belladonna will be found, alive, and brought to me. I won't allow them the reassurance that they've escaped."
He turned to Tock. "I will task you with hunting them down." She grinned manically.
"Lieutenant, I will be tasking you with leading the assault on the SDC."
"Yes High Leader."
He sat back down. "If you have any opposition to these plans, speak now."
"Adam," Ilia's voice cut through. "Don't you think we'll be spreading ourselves a bit thin here? I mean, with going after the SDC, do you really think we can take on the Atlas Military, which is steadily getting stronger?"
"Do not worry Ilia. Our numbers are growing every day. We are skilled enough to fight them." His voice held a note of certainty in it, but Ilia was still unsure. Tock patted her on the head.
"Any more questions?" No one spoke up. "Good. Let's get started then."
All three of them left the room, leaving Adam alone on his throne.
By the end of our revolution, the humans will be quivering in fear, begging for mercy which won't come as we kill them. Perhaps I shall leave a few alive, just to act for entertainment. They will realise we are the superior species. They will serve us, we will control them just like they have controlled us for so long.
The thought made him smile.
The Lieutenant walked away without a word. Ilia caught a final glimpse of Adam before the doors shut.
"So, guess I'm going after the Belladonna girl and your other girl." Tock said. "Oh, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't looking forward to this." She turned to walk away, until Ilia put a hand on her shoulder.
"What's up with you?"
"Is it… Can I come?"
A brief look of uncertainty flashed across Tock's face, before she smiled. "Course you can love. Two is better than one."
Ilia wasn't really listening though, she was already thinking about what she was going to say to Blake or Trifa.
They both left me. Left me here, alone, with Adam…
A fury lit inside of her. She was going to make them pay.
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As soon as they were away from the burning building, Trifa and Roman were now in the middle of a dark and damp forest.
"I didn't think Mistral had that many forests." Trifa commented as she cut through a section of vines.
"Well, apparently it does." Roman smacked a Grimm monkey that had gotten a bit too close for his liking. "Why all the vines though?"
"It is a forest."
They continued hacking their way through, knocking away mosquitoes and other insects. Just as they were reaching a clearing, a loud roar through the forest caught their attention.
"Uh oh." Roman helpfully commented.
When they reached the clearing, the foe showed itself. It was a Beringel Grimm.
"Oh dearie me, that's a big Grimm."
"Not helpful Roman!"
The Beringel beat its chest and roared, before making a jump at them.
They both jumped out of the way as the Grimm smashed into the ground where they had just been standing. Eyeing them both up, it ran for Roman, who took several shots at it, but it kept on coming, trying to grab him before he rolled to the side, and Trifa ran up to it and slashed it in the leg, and it tried to pummel her, but she narrowly dodged it, before leaping onto its head, and proceeding to hack away at its eyes.
It roared, and Roman took that opportunity to smack it in the chest, but that only seemed to anger it more, as it grabbed Trifa and threw her halfway across the forest, but she slowed her fall down with a web, and landed nimbly in a tree. Switching her knives to revolver mode, she took several pot shots at it, trying to grab it's attention. She succeeded, and soon it came leaping at her, and she leaped off the tree, over to the next one. It followed suite, and soon they were caught up in a desperate chase, with Roman trying to keep up. He blasted the tree that Trifa had just came off of, hoping that when the Beringel tried to follow, it would fall over, but no such luck, as it changed direction midair, grabbing another tree and swinging off it.
Sighing loudly, he questioned his life decisions before running after them.
Soon, the Beringel caught up to Trifa, and she swung underneath another tree, as it tried to crush her. Swinging back up, she kicked it in the face, temporarily stunning it, before trying to web it up, but it dodged, grabbing the web as it passed, pulling it backwards, causing her to slingshot towards it.
Grabbing her, the Grimm punched her as hard as she could sending her flying back into a tree. It then walked up to her menacingly, and shot out it's hand, wrapping around her throat before using it's other hand to continually smash her and hit her, until it chucked her off that tree and into the next one.
Falling off, she tried to get up, but doubled over, holding her ribs. She'd be lucky if they weren't at least cracked.
It slowly walked over to her, ready to deliver another blow.
"Hey monkey!"
Roman was holding a banana he had found, dangling it in front of his face. "Who's a big, terrifying monkey? Come get the banana!"
The Beringel was not amused, and turned back to Trifa, before the banana hit it square on the head, followed up with a cane swing to the face. It bent over a bit, before smashing the ground, knocking them both back. Roman quickly got back up, shooting at it once more, and this shot hit it square in the stomach, knocking it back, and it crashed into several trees, knocking them over, causing a particular big one to fall over, landing straight on it.
Roman blinked. "Did I get it?"
Trifa managed to get back up, her aura healing the blows.
"You might-"
It appeared out of nowhere, and leaped high into the air.
"No, I did not!"
This time, instead of rolling out of the way, Trifa jumped into the air herself, webbing it in the eyes, causing it to lose course and miss Roman completely, knocking over a few other trees. Roman rushed towards his right, and it followed him. Trifa began to jump from tree to tree again. She had a idea, but it required her to get ahead of them first.
When she had finally managed to get in front of them, she jumped down, and immediately spun a web between two trees, creating a kind of rope between them. Roman, realising what she was doing, ran towards it and slid underneath it. The Grimm ran straight for it, and when it realised what it was, it tried to slow down, but it was too late. It tripped over the web, straight into the barrel of Melodic Cugel, which blew it's head off.
It's body crumpled to the floor before dissolving away.
"He wasn't the brightest banana in the bunch now, was he?" Roman remarked before walking away.
Trifa simply rolled her eyes before she followed him.
"So, what now?"
"Firstly, let's get out of this jungle and then we'll worry about that. It's going to be getting dark soon, and I'd rather not have to sleep on the floor with all the creepy crawlies, thank you very much. Not to mention, there might be more of those Grimm lurking around.
She couldn't help but agree. They continued onwards, trudging their way through.
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So, I had heard about the whole "music helps you write" thing, and decided to give it a go.
I typed in "forest battle music" and clicked on the first thing that came up. And you know what? It actually helped! Maybe I'll try and make it a regular thing…
Thanks for reading and have a good day!