Volume 5 Chapter 4 Fight or Flight
Bottle and Gesus ran as fast as they could, they were now a block or two away from the lieutenant. Both of them were sweating, Bottle dropped both the Demolisher and the suitcase, and leaned his back against the wall.
[Huff] [Huff] [Huff]
Gesus turned back to look behind her, hoping that by some chance Dante would come with them. Both of them could hear some sort of battle throughout Dark Side. Especially from where they just came from.
Gesus kept staring. With her puny voice "Wuy?"
[Huff] [Huff] "..." Bottle was still catching his breath, after swallowing his saliva he was about to answer but Gesus cut him off.
"Wusn't he your friend?"
After catching his breath Bottle retorted. [Huff] "Listen kid, he chose to sacrifice himself. Staying there would mean that we let his sacrifice in vain. He knows this fact as much as me."
"Ya right! You daun't even remember his nam! I bet you don't ewen care if he died!" Tears and snot ran down her face, she wiped it with her hand and stood looking away from Bottle.
"Listen kid, I choose not to remember anyone's names because I know for a fact that they will die long before me."
"Then why, ask for my nam? I-I-If yuor just goin to call me kid huh!"
Bottle paused at this remark. Of course he would ask people their names in their first encounter as a courtesy, however then it would default into General Bottle giving them nicknames, in order to better remember them without caring.
And yet he only called Gesus, a kid. Maybe it was because he's never nicknamed a kid before. Or maybe... he just didn't care enough.
As Bottle scrambled his brain for any kind of sufficient answer, Gesus started to act on her own.
She walked up and tried to lift the Demolisher with both her hands. And in a surprising feat of strength she gripped it between her arms and raised it from the ground.
She proceeded to stumble forward, however the moment she stepped forward she fell back onto her butt. "Argh!"
Feeling embarrassed, she stood up dusting off her pants and just marched away without the Demolisher into the shadows
[Clink] [Hiss] Bottle took a cigar and lit it. He proceeded to sit down on the suitcase and put it in his mouth.
[Huff~] "What a stubborn kid..."
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The battle was fierce between Mucunda and the MPD. The toxic concoction of various chemicals would melt the metal armor and flesh of allies and foes.
The MPD's tactical suit already had some countermeasures prepared, however every successful attack from one marauder can jeopardize the suit's concealment.
What was worse was the dead bodies that littered the ground. As they liquidated due to the toxic gas, bubbles would sometimes pop, spreading more acidic gas wounding those around it. It was like a plague of death.
Capachino with Officer Dante was fighting Sweetener with everything they had a few yards away.
The blade attached to Sweeteners leg piereced Dante's already wounded left arm, and proceeded to twist it.
"Arrgggghhhhhh!"
Dante using his right arm tried to punch the knee, however Sweetener turned his leg so that the edge of the blade would meet the fist. Dante stopped immediately leaving a hair's inch between his fist and the blade.
Capachino immediately from behind tried to kick Sweetener, however Sweetener was faster. Both of their legs met each other, one was cracked in half, while the other smoothly sliced through the air.
Capachino wasn't deterred. Be threw small almost pebble sized bone fragments of himself at Sweetener. "Shatter!"
Sweetener hearing this immediately jumped out of the vicinity. To his surprise nothing happened. Realizing what has just happened, he whispered, "how cheap..."
"What can I say, Justice isn't always fair. Especially to those unrighteous enough to face it."
Capachino was able to secure Dante, he was wounded however getting Sweetener to back off was more than enough.
Capachino pulled out a small bottle of milk from his pocket and opened it, "Officer Dante, can you still fight?"
Dante struggled to get up but gave a reply, [Argh...] "...Yas... sir."
"Good" Capachino proceeded to pour the milk onto Dante's wounded shoulder. It would trickle down as it mixed with the blood.
"Umm... Captain?"
Capachino then proceeded to pour the remaining milk onto his leg. Rather than healing a new leg immediately rushed out, replacing the other leg.
"Questions for later now grab your weapon." Dante grabbed his swords however he was only able to efficiently wield with his right arm.
"Listen well officer Dante... Sweetener's blades should be getting chipped from every time it strikes me. It's only a matter of time before it can't cut properly, however it still won't be enough."
"I will try to immobilize him, but I need you to deliver the final blow."
[Cough] "... yes sir."
Sweetener's blades was now more like a saw, after repetitive bashing the bones of Captain Capachino, sharp teeth would form on the edge. Sweetener had hoped to kill Dante, however his two handed swordsmanship proved quite interesting to say the least.
The blades that Dante carried has some sort of very high electromagnetic impulse which would be turned on and off. As Dante swung the sword he would turn on the magnet, speeding the attack in an extraordinary speed.
The troubling part is that both Dante's sword attracted to each other. So the enemy didn't necessarily need to be magnetic for his sleight of hand to work.
As for his leg since it was made of metal it was attracted to the swords, which allowed Dante to block almost every attack.
As for Capachino his strange biological augmentation appeared to have turned his entire body into some strange bone like exo skeleton. Not only that but he was able to instantly replace his body parts with a glass of milk. A very sturdy opponent.
To make things worse, it appears everyone here is still keeping their trump card hidden. Caution could be seen on both sides, in order to figure out their opponent's moves and ability however, as the battle continued desperation slowly rears its head.
Dante and Capachino quickly rushed towards Sweetener, Capachino grinded his hand on the floor sharpening it into a claw as he ran. Right behind him Dante was preparing to throw one of his swords.
"TOOTH'N CLAW!!"
As Capachino swung his claw extended abruptly, Sweetener tried to parry the attack, as they made contact both the claw and the blade cracked. Immediately afterwards a sword flew in from the right side.
Sweetener jumped high to dodge the attack however he soon met Dante in mid air. Dante swung his sword left of Sweetener while the sword that was thrown changed course due to its magnetic nature.
A powerful pincer attack.
Sweetener needed to act fast, and so he did. "Barlet's Dash..." [VOOOOOOSHHHHH] With voice activation a device on his thighs shot out highly pressurized air beneath him, shooting him into the sky.
Dante flew right below missing, while his sword passes right in front of his eye, onto the ground.
Sweetener now positioned himself mid air, facing downwards. "Barlet's Dash" [VOOOOOOOOSSSHHHHH] Like a hawk he shot downward in terminus speed as his legs in position to strike a devastating blow.
[CRACK!]
Without a moment to react Capachino was struck in the chest. Both the ground and his chest cracked. One bleed red while dust flew from the other. The wound was so deep that Sweetener's blades could be seen on the other side of Capachino covered in red.
Capachino's knee bent due to the impact and was about to fall. however before he could with the last of his strength he grabbed Sweetener's legs with his hands.
[Cough!] "DANTE!... NOW!"
Dante barely got back onto the ground but he was too far away. So he decided to throw his last sword.
"Javelin Throw!" As Dante threw the sword, he turned on the electromagnetic field on his sword. As it approached Sweetener it attracted to his metallic leg, increasing its speed tremendously.
"Bar..." [VOOSH!]
Like a railgun it pierced through Sweetener's chest. Blood sprinkled for a moment, but then Sweetener raised one hand with what appeared to be grains of salt and rubbed it directly onto the wound.
Rather than healing the wound completely it blocked the bleeding. At the same time Sweetener's blood rate went up, increasing his overall body function for the time being.
Capachino lost his grip ever so slightly, "Awe, Sh..."
"Barlet's Dash" [VOOOOOOSSSSSSHHHHHHHH] An immediate propulsion of compressed gas shot Sweetener backwards, while it severely grounded Capachino into the ground.
While Sweetener was in mid air he once again positioned himself downward, "Barlet's Dash."
And once more like a hawk Sweetener dived down toward Dante. The blade rather than slice cleanly, it ripped through the arm which Dante tried to use to block and immediately pierced toward Dante's chest.
[Cough] "Ack!" Dante tried to block but the force of Sweetener's dive crashed Dante to the ground.
Blood gushed out as the flesh was torn by the teeth of Sweetener's once elegant blades. Blood ran down Dante's lip, from the relative position of the blades Dante's lung and lower intestines were directly punctured.
Capachino was laying on the ground, his bio enhancements kept him alive, however he's suffered too much damage. His bones were stuck and unmoving as if a wrench was thrown into his gears.
(Dam... he struck my spinal cord, I can't move...) Capachino's bone rattled as he tried to move, but to no avail.
Sweetener tried to forcefully remove his leg but the chips in his blade caused some resistance as it hooked onto Dante's internal tissue. After one last powerful jult back Sweetener freed his legs as it tore even more flesh.
The blood sprinkled a bit onto Sweetener, and then soon dripped out of Dante's wounds. Dante could barely breathe as he tried to cover his wounds with both his hands. His body felt heavy and cold, yet he could feel the warmth of his blood.
[Huff....] [Huff....] [Huff....] Sweetener was breathing heavily. His body may be stronger with various augmentations, but even he was still biological.
He might have prevented bleeding due to the salt which blocked his open wound, however the damage was already done.
[Puck!] A small pebble was thrown at Sweetener and bounced off his shoulder and landed onto the ground. Soon afterwards a voice as clear and young could be heard.
"STAP!"
"?!?" 3x
Gesus stood with red eyes from crying, she bent down to grab another piece of rubble and then stood once again and got ready to throw it.
"I won let yo-u-u hrt h-h-him anymo!"
Sweetener's leg clinked as he slowly made his way closer to Gesus. Gesus threw another rock which was instantly cut in half. Sweetener stopped, his pants was grabbed from behind.
"I-I-I'm... not... done yet..."
Dante leaving a trail of blood made his way and grabbed Sweetener's pants. His grip wasn't tight in fact it was losing strength every second. Sweetener easily brushed off Dante's grip and raised his leg preparing for an attack.
"NOOOOooOOo!" Gesus cried, in a fit of rage, fear, and sadness threw a new pebble as hard as she could.
It had a swift 'woosh' sound but just in just a couple milliseconds it crackled in the air. It somehow was gaining speed and then 'Crack!'
It glanced off of Sweetener's shoulder and crashed into a building, although it was only a glance Sweetener jolted back from the impact.
The strength of this throw was far different from the rest of her throws. Sweetener's eyes was wide open, his eyes quickly went from side to side to see who threw that. But there was no one else other than Gesus
Gesus herself felt strength leave her body with that throw and collapsed.
Capachino who also witnessed this event was dumbstruck by the amount of force in which Gesus as used to throw that rock.
(What in the world was that? She threw that? I don't see any visible augmentations on her... it shouldn't be possible)
to be continued
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