Dakota: POV.
If there is one thing that I really didn't want to deal with today, it would be someone going crazy and everyone else having to deal with their bullshit. Like Yesod throwing a fit, because he sure as hell is the 'only one' suffering, "Fucking grape headed ass, why do we have to look after his mess again?" I couldn't help but to rhetorically ask Amelia, who was running behind me. An equally annoyed scowl was plastered on her face.
"Hell if I know, probably the threat of death. But that's just me making a guess." She sarcastically replied.
"It was a rhetorical question, jackass." I commented while opening the elevator and dashing in, the x-scarred agent following behind me. The elevator moved down, and I sighed, good thing these are pretty fast.
I gripped my gun and axe/knife tightly, feeling the itch to tear something open and drown whoever I see with their own guts. I have been doing my own work in E.G.O handling, after everything I found out thanks to Trigger's... dumbass and suicidal actions, along with my first day of training, I've tried to acclimate more to the suit I was wearing.
Not completely, trying to let the damn thing in would be bad. So I just took... peeks and I found out that Little Red Riding Hooded Mercenary has an attitude problem, not unlike my own moody personality.
Guess this is what he meant by 'working with the E.G.O' and all that.
"Ah, we are al- WHAT THE FUCK!?" My eyes snapped up when I heard Amelia shout. I saw a guy with short green hair and surprisingly enough bright eyes, the only other person I saw with that kind of shine is BongBong. He is wearing a black armored suit with gold accents and a red tie. In one of his arms he holds a rifle, with a blue stock and yellow tones on the grip and bolt handle, the sling stud and everything around it being gray, the end of the barrel being the only normal part aside from how short it is compared to the sling stud.
Next to him was a girl with long curly pink hair and green eyes that just shouted 'crazy or high', did I see swirls? Her hair did a good job covering the crazy in her eyes. She is wearing an E.G.O suit that seems to have 'scales' of a black color that seemed to turn orange the lower it got, the sleeves and tips of the coat having the greatest orange coloration. There is a naginata in her hands of a similar color pattern as her suit, a... black ball with a white dot, where the blade and the shaft meet, was decorating the weapon.
The shocking thing is that both of them are running away from a very slow and GIANT golden slug, with skin that was trying to mimic poorly done abstract art using various types of diamond, square, and circle shaped images with different tones of gold. The slug has flat teeth that covered the front of its giant mouth and a head of all things hanging from the top of its mouth. Said head was smiling at us with inky eyes and emerald dots in them.
Both of them jumped inside the elevator, pushing me back and making me slam into Amelia, who voiced my thoughts pretty well, "What the absolute hell is wrong with you two!?" The slug was moving towards us while we were trapped inside the elevator, I hurriedly tried to get up before it reaches us.
But instead of entering the elevator, it just... teleported, using a literal golden circle that appeared in front of it.
...
"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!" I shouted and threw the green haired man away from me, he smacked himself against the left side of the elevator.
Amelia glared at the pink haired girl, who had the face of someone that couldn't care less, "Great timing, now we can all die together." She said with defeat in her voice, and that earned her a dope slap from my part. None of that shit.
The man I just threw off got back up while rubbing the back of his head, "Come on Tiffany, you can be all sad and stuff out of work. We talked about this... also, we should take care of the negative fish." I glanced at him with an arched brow, that's a... surprisingly positive response.
Tiffany scoffed, "Okay, okay... but still fuck you, Jeremy." The guy, Jeremy, just smiled and laughed it off. These two are like water and oil, at least one of them is trying...
I stretched my back, "Alright then, first the tuna, THEN we put that slug in its goddam-" Jeremy rose his hand like a kid in school. He is lucky that I find his mannerism similar to that of BongBong.
"I was just told 'King of Greed' ended up in Disciplinary by Netz... something about 'Gebura is venting' or something like that." I stared at him with a frown, and exchanged one look with Amelia.
I almost feel bad for the Abnormality... almost.
Amelia coughed to get our attention, "And where IS Yin, then?" Tiffany pointed at the end of the hallway with a frown. Floating through the now opened door was a giant black fish with a single BIG human eye, and an orange cord floating around its body. Right behind it there was a dead body that looked like it was missing half of itself, a cut through the middle that looked like it was made from an explosion.
Jeremy prepared his rifle and got himself out of the elevator, "Ok then... going melee is a bad plan. It damages you with this weird square wave if you get too close, it can also shoot beams that leave a marked area that explodes after a few seconds... for some reason." At least he pays attention. I glanced at Tiffany, who was the only one without a long ranged weapon, and she kinda just shrugged.
Bitch.
I got off from the elevator too and started firing with my gun. This thing is so damn satisfying to fire, Jeremy was shooting his rifle that... are those lasers? The blue streak that went through the fish seemed like one.
Amelia was firing away with her hand-gun who looked angrier simply because... well her gun was just not up for the task. She still did more than Tiffany over there.
The fish was slowly getting towards us. I was about to go in and get close and personal with the flying sashimi, but Jeremy glanced at Tiffany with a small frown, "Sorry Tiffany, I'm pulling a rank on you. Get in there and stall it." Why does he sound genuinely sorry?
Tiffany scoffed and glared at him, preparing her weapon, "You just want me as a damn meat-shield, fucker is immune to black damage..." She trailed off when Amelia shoved her forward, good work girl.
Tiffany met Yin with a wide swing of her weapon that did completely NOTHING to it, aside from getting its attention. What seemed like a wave of orange energy shaped like a square went out of it, and Tiffany grimaced and mouth something. I'm not good at reading lips, but it seemed like she said 'Hope it kills me' or something similar.
Great, now I hate her more... why is Yin's eye glowing?
Jeremy perked up and jumped to the side, "Move from the middle!" He shouted and as soon as he ended talking, the fish actually shot a beam at us, going along the floor and leaving a marked orange line across it. I managed to jump aside, and everyone else seemed to do so too.
I wouldn't call what happened after the explosion, but this black and orange light rose from the ground instantly. That could have been painful.
Then the fish suddenly jerked around, its head moving side to side erratically, the single eye widened and darting around like it was looking for something. Tiffany blinked at the sudden change.
The gaps between its scales started to glow with orange light, the cord around its body lit up like a lightbulb, and its eye was overflowing with the same orange light he shot out like a beam before, what the fu-
Another wave came out of it, throwing Tiffany off her feet and th- HOLY SHIT!
Orange light covered the room, I'm not sure what had happened after that, but I had jumped in front of Amelia, knowing fully well that the gear she had wouldn't be able to take whatever was just thrown at us.
I wasn't sure how much this should have hurt, if only because I can't really feel a lot right now, probably too much for my body to properly process. I managed to take the brunt of it, but whatever went past my admittedly small frame hit the black haired pain in my ass.
She was sprawled on the floor, her chest was moving, so she must still be breathing...
Makes me wonder HOW I'm still kicking after that, E.G.O bullshit, most likely. I glanced behind me, seeing that Jeremy was busy getting intimate with the floor and Tiffany, looking the best of all of us, didn't even bother getting up... what a waste of fucking birth certificate that girl is.
As for the fish?... Fuck the fish.
This may not be a smart idea, but I'm not about to get done in by a flying cyclops that decided to wear a merman costume. If I wanted to go out like such a bitch, I would have sold my damn organs in the Backstreets.
A crimson 'flame' seemed to move around my body, and I felt empowered. Everything that fish did to me? I'll make it feel it, too.
I ran like a jaguar towards what is now my target, the fish glanced at me and his eye glowed.
Not this time, I threw my ax weapon that was spinning through the air fast enough that it looked more like a disk, digging the whole blade inside its eye, damn that felt good.
Yin jerked back from the attack, I grabbed my gun with both hands from the handle and pulled it apart, a second gun forming and I opened fire with both of them. Every shot tacking a small chunk of flesh from the fish.
Once I was close enough, I put both guns in their holsters on my waist... guess now I know why there were two holsters. I jumped up, grabbing the handle of my ax and vaulting over the fish while yanking it, I took the top part of its eye and while it was busy waving around in pain, I rose my free left hand in the air...
And dug my fingers in its fucking eye, while I had a good grip, I pulled back and with that I took the whole thing off.
I dropped the eye and, feeling pretty good about myself, I decided to lay down on the floor...
The moment I did that, my whole body simply stopped working, my muscles just wouldn't move.
Releasing a sigh of annoyance/exhaustion, I said out loud, "I better get a fucking raise."