Chapter 3: Bloodshed
"Go capture the psycho!"
Strat started to lift himself off the ground as they started to flow out of the gap they made. He struggled even with cybernetics but eventually he succeeded, but was already surrounded by the whole squad.
The squad aimed their weapons all over Strat's body.
Enemy's POV
"Surrender now or we'll be forced to take action!" Said someone in the squad.
Slowly he stood up to face the squad. The smoke of the explosion still lingered. The squad couldn't see anything through it. Two red lights stood out from the smoke. It looked straight at them like the reaper coming for their souls.
Click…Click…Click…
Heavy steps started to come from the smoke. The red lights moved with them. Gradually a man came out of it. The man took a few more steps before he stopped. Then he disappeared, and no one knew where he went until someone in the squad dropped to the bleeding. There stood the man with blades that came out of his forearms. His eyes glowed crimson red, black smoke came out of the middle of his back.
He languidly turns his head towards them.
"Shoot the fucking psycho you idiots!" Shouted the leader.
They lifted their guns to shoot at the man. Bullets ricocheted off the man's body. The man was unfazed by the bullets and just cracked his neck before disappearing again. 3 people were immediately ripped apart after the man disappeared.
"Hack into his system you fuck!" Yelled one of them towards their squad mate.
They immediately started the process of the hacking but before he even started, he was immediately killed. The man then spoke.
"I got ears you fucking idiots!" Yelled the man before killing more of the people in the squad.
One of them called for reinforcements before becoming another of the victims. They started to stain with blood with each victim. A few moments later reinforcements arrived but before they even found the man, they first had an someone to short circuit his neuro-system.
The man started to short out, he then dropped to the ground. He kept twitching as the whole squad surrounded him. They called for their leader over the comm's.
After a few minutes of waiting for the leader of their squad, he eventually came. Their leader walked towards the man on the ground. He crouched down to the man and lifted the man head by the hair. The leader took a good look towards the man. He then started to laugh.
"Hahaha! So it's you... I thought we would never cross paths again." Said the leader.
Strat's POV
'Fucking hell! Not this motherfucking asshole.' Complained Strat in his head.
"It had to be your fucking bitch ass that leaded the people who captured me." Said Strat.
The leader only just laughed at the remarks that Strat made.
"You have no idea how happy I'm able to kill another legend or Boogeyman of Caster City. I've already killed all of your crewmates and people you've loved but now your the only one left." Said the leader.
Strat recalls the times he was with his crewmates and family before they were killed by the person in front of his eyes. The amount of hatred that he had for this person was unsurmountable. Every second he faced leader during this time only fuled his hatred.
"Yeah, I know I'm the last one left. They helped me to live longer even though I was going psycho. The only thing left for me to do is to fucking kill your ass!" Uttered Strat in anger.
Strat's whole left arm twitched as it slowly got in control. He took the chance to do his last objective that he had. He released the blade in his left forearm and slashed at the neck of the leader. But his attempt was futile, the leader saw through his attempt and immediately blocked it with his own attack.
Slowly the rest of Strat's body recovered from from the short circuit. He attempted another attack but was blocked again. Each attempt he made was either blocked, parried, or dodged. Before the soldiers of the leader were about to short circuit Strat, the leader told them he would deal with it.
When Strat saw that his slashes were no longer useful, he started to use his fist more frequently. The leader on the other hand started to get bored of the cat and mouse game and threw some of his own attacks to spice it up. Each punch that the leader threw started to make Strat bleed.
Left, right, left, left right, left hook
It was evident that the leader started to use a pattern of which punch he should throw. Strat never noticed this detail of what the leader was showcasing. The only thing on his mind was to kill the leader no matter what.
Strat slowly got tired and ended getting hit in the face hard which caused him to drop to the ground.
" How much of a fucking dumbass are you Strat? Look at you. The only thing I see is a former legend that was beating into a pulp." Explained the leader.
The leader looked disgusted at what he saw. The only thing he wanted was to eliminate the pest he now saw. The lead then reached for his pistol from its holster on his side. He pulled it out and then pointed it towards Strat and took the shot.
But the bullet infused with Dark matter only hit the ground. He then felt something go through his chest. Only a blade stood out from his chest. Blood started to drip through the opening which where the blade was. The leader only stood their shocked that he was almost bested by a pest.
"Checkmate motherfucker!" Whispered Strat into the leaders ears.
The leader scoffed at what Strat said. He then said,
"Tell the devil I've sent another one to hell for you." Said the leader as he took another at Strat's head which was successful.
Strat felt something pierce through his head. A burning sensation spread throughout his skull and brain. He fell to the ground instantly. The leader turned around and shot Strat in the legs. Strat groans in pain. He then pointed it towards Strat's head.
"What are your last words before I kill you permanently?" Questioned the leader.
" Si te pinche veo en la otra vida te voy a matar te como tu me ba sa matar." Said Strat.
(TRANSLATION: If fucking see you in the next life I'll kill you and also cut your balls and shove it down your throat.)
The leader only nodded and shot Strat straight in the head. The leader left the body of Strat to rot and left. The rest of his subordinates followed him afterwards. One of them stayed and prayed for his well being before leaving like the rest of them.
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"So it's time for my Successer to come...."
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Next chapter: The reapers choice.