Part two! I should point out that this happens during Shinjiro's fight with Richard.

Chapter 8 (2/2): Sentinel's Revenge.

Location: Inkopolis Outskirts.

POV: Tsung

Gunfire was heard constantly, followed by laughter.

"You cannae hit me!" Aria called out, evading the gunshots.

I kept up the assault. "Keep at it, team!"

Aria sighed, stopping dead in her tracks.

"I'm bored...time to end this." She fired her revolver, which followed me and my troops.

Delta, AKA Michael kept behind me. But the bullet hit his chest, he held his left side (my right) I assumed the worst.

"No!" I grabbed him, taking cover as Satoshi (Bravo) and Phil (Charlie) fought the sadist.

"Delta! You alright?"

Michael breathed heavily, "My left lung..." He wheezes, "She punctured it.."

I check his wound. it was bleeding profusely.

I hear him laugh, "Ah shite...I wasn't expecting to go out like this(!)" He said sarcastically.

"Damn it, Delta. Don't think that! We'll survive through this!"

He laughed again, groaning in sudden pain. "Wish it was that easy," he wheezes out more. "We had a good run, didn't we?"

I nod, tearing up.

"Don't you dare close your eyes, Michael!"

Michael smiled, "been a long time since I seen you weep and say my name...thought when you were promoted, you became emotionless, like a robot...glad I was proven wron-"

he groaned in pain, holding his wound, "Christ..! This hurts..! I'm...strangely glad. I get to see my family...I'm glad to have died on earth."

He turned to look at me. "Tsung, I...you are like a father to me...thanks for being there for me...for us."

I wiped my tears, nodding. "It's been an honor, Michael." I salute.

with the rest of his strength, he returns the salute. "Farewell...friend"

His hand drops, time stops.

"Friend...?" I clench my fist...I was never this angry... "Michael..."

No gunfight. No insane laughter.

No more tears.

I Yell in anger, I feel time continues, adrenaline rushes through me.

I Grab mt weapon and take aim.

She notices me, I open fire, then Take cover, waiting for an opening. Charlie provides cover fire.

Pop out, retaliate with heavy gunfire, she takes a few hits, sadistic bitch laughs it off. Charlie is shot in the head with a sudden homing shot.

I roar in rage, charging at the miserable excuse of a human.

Knocking her of balance I get on her so she isn't able to get up.

I throw punches at her repeatedly, she laughs as usual.

I must avenge Michael,

She was the reason Phil and Michael died.

I Ignore Satoshi's order to stop.

I don't stop, she deserves this.

She deserves every single hit.

Every painful strike.

Every excruciating pummel.

Deserves. Every. Second.

I continue until her face is no longer recongisable.

My fists begin to bleed.

POV: Third Person

Tsung continued the punch the laughing girl with blind fury. He belted each side of her head with red fists.

"Tsung, Stop this!"

Eventually the laughter from the girl stopped suddenly, indicating her death.

Tsung didn't stop. But he began to slow down.

Eventually he did stop, only to stare at the mutilated corpse, his fists shaking as if he was going to start again.

Satoshi never seen Tsung like this before.

It scared him, terrified him even. He wondered if Tsung was even himself at this point.

'Nonsense...' He told himself.

"Satoshi...this...'Thing' isn't human."

Satoshi inspected the body, the blood and innards wasn't red, it was a blackish blue. "What the hell?"

Tsung nodded, "It's an ETB."

Satoshi shook his head, "you don't think its..?"

He looked down, "They made their move..."

"Tsung...you...alright?"

"Do I look alright?"

He took a deep breath,

"My friends are dead because of this...dead thing." He said with malice and hate.

"Tsung, it's not too late. If we are quick enough, we can resuscitate Satoshi and Phil, if we can."

Satoshi activated his Intercom.

"We need a medic, Two men are down, one with a head injury, another with a chest injury, ASAP!"

Tsung looked over the the city centre, the sounds of clashing and crashing were heard.

Soon a shuttle came into view.

Michael. Hold on.

This wasn't a fight, it was bloodshed.

I would of added this to Part 1, but my phone's a wimp, trying to copy/pasting this whole chapter onto the board causes it to force-close the page, so to combat this I simply:

Split the chapter in segments.

Like this one

It's also one of the reasons my chapters are short, but are uploaded rather quickly.

Anyway, Chapter 9 is coming soon, Stay Fresh, my buds ^3^7

Tsung scares me when he's pissed.

He goes full on beast mode. ;^;