Hello there readers, I am back!
So, at the moment, I don't have anything planned for new years and/or new years eve; so if you guys want to request something, go right ahead!
Also, I have a few references in this story, and so, I have a challange for you.
If you can find the most references, I'll be making a character of your choosing as an OC in my story, all you need to do is fill in the gender, age, name, apperance and character(personality), and I'll be bringing said character to life!
Erin: Yay, more friends!
But, enough of this, we've got a fic to do!
Many the odds be ever on your favor, as we begin!
From the streets, a little boy looked up suddenly, eyes filled with confusion, "Mom, did you hear that?"
"What was that, boy?" His mother asked, her eyes remaining on the fish she was trying to buy, looking over the price, "This is rubbish, it was cheaper yesterday!"
"I thought I heard a gunshot." The boy said, looking over the trees, before jumping as another shot rang through the air, "Mommy look, the birds are flying away!"
"It could be anything, Alberto!" The mother hissed in annoyance, before gesturing to the clerk, "You there, yes you, I'd like to see your other options."
The twelve year old boy sighed, before looking up, "I'm pretty sure that it's a gun…."
Erin growled, before ducking behind the stone fountain, "How much am I getting paid for this again!?"
After jumping, dodging and weaving around the bullets that had followed her throughout the hallway, she finally made it outside. Little did she know that she'd traded one battlefield for another, as she was quickly pushed back behind cover the moment she made it outside to what looked to be a courtyard/backyard.
She held her head down, another round of bullets went off, "Damn." She murmured, before flicking her gun open, exposing the remaining bullets, "Only got three left." She groaned, hearing the bullets finally come to an end, before tucking into a roll, landing on one knee, firing.
A small smirk appeared on her face, when a man fell to his knees, "One." She murmured, before rushing for cover, rolling to the ground to hide behind a part of a stone wall, firing again, "Two."
She could hear the blood rushing behind her ears, rage and anger building up. How dare they think that they could make her job harder and attack today?
She growled, forcing herself against the stone wall. One bullet left, and at the moment, the "Hail Mary" play wasn't an option just yet.
She didn't want to risk that just yet.
She held her head down, another volley of bullets going over head, before groaning, "This is nothing like Bayswater."
"ERIN, DUCK!"
Erin looked up, a somewhat annoyed look on her face, as she looked up at the roof, "IT'S ABOUT TIME!" she yelled, hands thrown up into the air, before catching something.
Confused, se looked down at the small oval-cylinder like object. It had a weird sort of grip to it, bumpy all the way around, "...Why'd you throw this at me?"
"WHAT ARE YA DOING!?" She could hear Bard shouting hysterically, "THROW IT!"
Erin looked down at it, before tossing it at the gunmen's general direction, "Now what-?"
BOOM!
Erin turned around rather quickly, unknowing of the fact that the back of her head was now an ashy black, as she looked over the crater, "…THAT WAS A BOMB? WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THAT THAT WAS SOME SORT OF BOMB!?"
"HOW DID YOU NOT KNOW THAT IT WAS A GRENADE!?" Bard shouted,his anger followed by a long string of nonsense, before the fire was returned, "DAMN, I'M RUNNING LOW!"
"What should I do from down here?" Erin tried to ask Bard, only to yelp when the bullets "OH, COME ON! DO YOU GUYS NOT SEE THAT WE ARE TRYING TO HAVE A CONVERSATION?"
"GO HELP FINNY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MANOR!" Bard shouted, "I'LL COVER YOU, JUST RUN!"
Erin took in a deep breath, mentally psyching herself up to run headfirst into open space, before running for it. She ducked her head under her hands, sprinting for what looked to be some sort of huge greenhouse.
The closer she got, the more gunmen she noticed around the house, er, gunmen without the gun. In fact, the guys over here seemed to favor pipes and switchblades over guns.
Realization hitting her, Erin couldn't help the crooked grin spreading across her face. Finally, some hand-to-hand combat.
She ducked under one hit, grabbing the arm, before twisting it around. The movement was fast and harsh his wrist bent backwards, the rest of his landing on his back with a loud shout. Another one jumped out at her, going to grab her, only to get a knee straight to the crotch.
Erin couldn't help but smirk, before punching the man's teeth in, "Fun." She spat out, cackling madly as she whipped around to face someone else, eyes filled with bloodlust.
She ducked under another guy, bending back to avoid a badly shot bullet, before continuing her sprint. It wasn't long till she reached the base of what looked to be a huge garden house, two figures on the top of the roof while the terrorist people tried to get around it.
It would seem as if EVERYONE wanted in on the Phantomhive manor.
She could see Mey Rin on the roof, shooting, but something was off. Her glasses were off, revealing a pair of two large golden-brown eyes. Finny, on the other hand, seemed more than happy to be throwing huge ass logs at the men trying to-Oh my God how did he lift those over his head and chuck them so easily!?
Erin grinned, before picking up a stray rock, "Hey, storm troopers!" She yelled, before chucking the rock. One of them turned around a bit too perfectly, the rock rocketing right into his forehead, the force enough to make him fall over.
She couldn't help but grin as the mass turned tail to instead mob her, making a beeline for the garden house as they attempted to do so. Laughing like a mad man, she ducked and dodged a swing from one guy, tripping the other, before karate chopping another in the throat.
Erin smirked arrogantly, "Come on, now! Give me a challenge!"
It would seem as if now was the time for the murphy law to kick in, as a fist collided with the back of her shoulder. Another grabbed her arm and whipped her around, falling face first onto the ground.
She groaned, "Now you decide to make it harder?" She murmured, pushing herself up, only to meet the barrel of a gun.
She looked up, a grin appearing on her face, "Hey! It's…No wait, what's your name again?"
"I, umm…" the guy said, stopping for a moment to think, "Sorry if I sound rude, but...I don't think we've met."
"Wow." Erin deadpanned, before laughing at the stupidity of the situation, "That has never worked before. Like, as a distraction, it has never worked before. Congrats, you're dumb!"
She watched as his face lit up with horror, about to pull the trigger, only to have his head blown from the back. Erin laughed, before throwing her hand up, "Thanks, Mey Rin!"
She didn't wait for a response before rolling out of the way of a bullet, "You know, you two should come down and hang out with me! It's a total party!" She let out a whoop, before pulling picking up a rifle from the ground, using it as a club to bash in someone's skull, "Wow, this really is fun!"
She could practically hear the confusion from the two, before sighing, "You know what, screw it, I'll bring the party to you!"
She didn't give them time to think, before rushing forward, pushing one guy down, "Hope you guys don't mind, but I'm gonna have to use a few of you as footsteps for a bit!" She shouted, jumping off of his back, before doing a corkscrew onto another guy, flinging herself upwards as high as she could. She reached for and grabbed at the edge of the rooftop, her left hand being the only thing holding herself up.
"Don't mind me, just hanging by a brick!" Erin yelled, before feeling a small boney hand grab her wrist, "About time- HOLY SHIT!"
Nothing could get her ready for Finny to full on fling her up a few feet above the garden house, before she fell on the stone cold top, "…Oww…"
"I'm so sorry," Finny grimaced, panicking quickly, "I was trying to be gentle, honest-!"
"It's fine," Erin groaned, as Mey Rin helped pull her up, "Just warn me the next time you decide to toss me like a rag doll, yes?"
Finny nodded, about to say something, only to duck as another volley of bullets flew over head, "We're happy that you've come to help, and what you did down there was really really cool, yes it was!" Mey Rin said, Erin having to do a double take when she noticed how different her voice was. No way her voice was like this because her glasses were off, right? "But we're gonna lose the garden house soon."
Erin looked around, doing a quick assessment, "Alright then, Finny, do we have a plan?"
"Besides shooting back and hoping they'll give up?" Finny asked, before shaking his head, his huge smile not leaving his face once, "Nope!"
Erin sighed, before looking over her shoulder, "Hey, Rinnifer, we got more guns?"
Mey Rin nodded, "Yeah, I think so. We've got two more back there, yes we do."
Erin nodded, before looking out on the field, "Okay, the last of them seem to be coming out of the tree line, so Finny, I need you to do something."
"Yeah!" Finny said, saluting, "What is it?"
"I need you to throw those logs around them," Erin said, tracing out a circle of target, "Trap them all in. After that, it'll be like shooting fish in a barrel."
"Okay, simple enough!" Finny said, hefting the heavy logs, before laughing, "Take that!"
Erin couldn't help but see Finny's joy as similar to a child burning ants with a magnifying glass. It was adorable, in a very dark way. But still very adorable. Once the line had been drawn, Erin picked up a sniper, "Wow, this is heavy."
"Too much for you?" Mey Rin asked, teasing slightly, as she shot, "I can get you a pistol if you would like."
"No, this is fine, I'm just not used to the heavy weapons." Erin murmured, before hefting it up, "Regardless, I can shoot. Now, come on and help me take them down, would ya? They're trying to get away."
Erin leveled the gun, looking through the scope, before firing. The force and sound made her fly back, right into Finny, who couldn't stop laughing, "What is it?"
"I've never seen someone shoot like that!" He laughed, causing some snickers to come from Mey Rin's mouth.
"Let's see you guys fight hand to hand combat." Erin murmured, trying to level the gun once more, only to have Mey Rin push it down.
"Don't bother, I've got them all, I did!" Mey Rin said, still laughing slightly, "Besides, we don't want you flying off the roof now, do we?"
Erin scowled, "You raise a gang and then tell me that I don't know my guns. I've shot snipers before!"
"Doesn't look like it." Finny teased slightly.
"Well…Maybe, just maybe, I've had just a bit of help." Erin murmured, rubbing the back of her head.
Mey Rin gave her a look, before shrugging, "If you can get me a lesson in hand to hand combat, then I can teach you how to shoot a gun properly."
Erin was ready to retort, only to lean back a bit, eyes locking with an angry pair of eyes.
One of the gunmen had gotten up on the roof alive.
And he had his barrel on Finny.
"FINNY, MOVE!" Erin yelled, pushing Finny to the side, before pain blossomed in her right shoulder.
For the first time in years, she'd been hit.
Erin growled, red filling her vision, before she jumped over, pulling the man down to the ground with her. She roared out in anger, fury and pain driving her, as she made sure to use the gunmen as a sort of cushion.
Before he could react, she pulled her gun on him, pressing it up against his head, "Die, coward." She murmured, watching the terror in his eyes, before shooting.
She felt good, watching him bleed out under her, taking a moment to breath before trying to pull herself up. It had been a long while since she'd last been hit, and just like the first time, her vision was slowly going black.
Maybe it was the bloodlost, or maybe it was her body coming down from its adrenaline rush, but she suddenly felt very tired.
She had to get back up on the roof, check to make sure that Finny was okay, but right before she could, feeling left her system. She didn't realize that her knees began to buckle under her weight, instead feeling rather confused as the ground got closer and closer to her face. She felt her face hit the dirt, taking in a rather strong whiff of that earthy smell, before her vision went full black.
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I know that this chapter is short, but the next is gonna be very info-heavy and such, so, there's that to look forward to!
Erin: Yay! More reading and shit.
Amy: Even that sarcasm is to low for me.
Erin: Oh shut up.
Amy: I'm just saying, I'm the funny one.
Erin: Fine, I'm the bad ass.
Amy: Nope, I get to be both!
Erin: No, you get to be a mary sue!
Me: DO NOT SAY THAT NAME!
Erin:...Why?
Amy: IT IS HE WHO SHOULD NOT BE NAMED!
Erin:...Fuck Harry Potter man...
Amy:...What the hell is wrong with you?
Erin: Idon't care; I'm better then you.
Amy:...Mary sue.
Me:..Fuck both of you...
Oh, also, if you could, spread the word on this story; I'd like to know how many of you guys can get how many references.
Well, enough for me, I hope you guys enjoyed, and I'll see you later.
Bai bai!