Chapter VIII: Fisherman's Luck
We both rushed at each other, her disk barely scratched me while I bashed her face into the concrete sidewalk. I formulated a quick plan to draw her attention, grabbing a wall and turning into ash rushing past the walls and forming onto the farther block.
Me: Revenge eh?
She again ran at me and tossed her disk once again, I smiled and sighed such a silly girl.
The disk went past my fragmented body, cutting past the car that had just passed behind me, though it crashed against a building and was headed back my way. I ducked and let her catch it as she tried to slash me across the chest. Tripping her onto the road, whilst a truck was about to pass by. She gasped and backflipped out of the way, before I came running at her as the truck past. I kicked her into a building and ducked from a left hook, but getting kicked away myself.
Aurora: Is that all you got?
Me: I got a lot more things up my boot honey.
I joke, pulling the knob on my watch. Releasing the 4-inch blade. Aurora saw the blade extending, I didn't attack. I'm going bait her into attacking me.
Aurora: Make your move.
Me: Mmm, nah. Ladies first... I'm a chivalrous gentleman.
I begged. She scoffed.
Aurora: I know you're hiding something, a trick behind your back...
I decided to try a little harder... Perhaps something more on the emotional level.
Me: Y'know, your brother really didn't put up that much of a fight.
Aurora: Well I'm sure he fought well and hard against you.
Me: Come on, for Caleb? Did you know how pathetic the guy was?
Aurora: Shut up.
She growled, I snarlingly responded.
Me: Make me.
Aurora then staggered back as a sniper round nailed her on her leg. I looked behind me, Charlie!
Charlie: This is for my nose!
He yelled, firing again. Aurora blocked the shot this time. Speeding past me, ignoring the cut in her side made by my shoe-blade.
Me: Charlie MOVE!
I cried, not because I cared about the insignificant piece of crap anyhow. He was my key factor in winning this battle. Though, oh shit... oh, Oum that's gotta leave a mark... Whoops now his arm is gone.
Aurora victoriously smacked Charlie away, his boater's hat falling to the ground.
I rushed over to her in semblance form as I brushed past her legs, tripping her and reforming. She took out her disk and swung it as a melee weapon at me. I again barely dodged as she lunged forward, swinging it around as fast as she could. I dodged almost every single time. I was able to disarm her as she socked me, I responded with a pressure point attack to the back of her leg, causing her to collapse. I heard footsteps behind me as I leapt out of the way, Charlie ran in and punched Aurora as hard as he could with his one arm left. Sending her flying back.
Charlie: Ha... ha ha! If you get punched by a guy with only one arm then your life is just sad.
I took out Ironwood's revolver, firing it multiple times at her. Through the dust and the silt I managed to make her form escaping through the cover of the smoke.
Me: Cowardly bitch...
I muttered, Charlie looked for Lobotomizer all around the place but couldn't find it. Until he found a bolt-action sniper's rifle cut in half. Must've been Voodoo boy's sister. Damn even I felt a little bit sorry for him, I gotta agree that was a cool weapon.
Charlie: FUCK! FUCK THAT LITTLE TINY-TITTED LIZARD BITCH!
Me: She's a snake Charlie...
Charlie only grunted in anger, shoving me as he began to walk back to the hideout.
Charlie: Same fucking thing.
I looked around, making sure we weren't being watched. Now that I have what I came for, it's probably time to initiate the next part of the plan.
Timeskip Schnee Mansion
3rd Person POV
Winter: It was the Ace of Spades father I swear it!
Winter argued.
Jaques: You're General of the Atlesian Military dear Winter, Shouldn't you decide what to do?
Weiss: Diana saw him as well didn't she?
Weiss asked, Winter sighed and nodded her head.
Winter: Yes, she's still eager to 'meet' him again. We don't know what his motives are though.
Jaques: Here's an idea dear daughter, should you not want the public to panic. It's probable not to reveal that the Ace of Spades is still alive. As to not draw concern and annoying attention from the News. So for now, let's just keep this quiet.
Whitely: Excellent idea indeed father...
Timeskip Mafia Hideout
Charlie's POV
Jack: My buddies down at Tech Support made you this.
Said Jack, holding up a freshly made mechanical arm, he said it was made out of titanium with copper lining. My eyes gleamed at it with want. Then I looked at my miserable stub on my left arm.
Charlie: Nice... gimme it here bro. Imma call it Lobotomizer 2.0 makes me almost not miss the other one.
I ordered, Jack nodded and positioned the arm in my vacant spot. Eventually he was able to strap it on, goddamn it was heavy, I eventually adjusted myself to the weight of the arm.
Jack: It's pretty custom, it has plenty of weapon features.
Charlie: Like this hook where my hand is supposed to be?
Jack: Yup, see that bottle of Whiskey over there?
Charlie glared at said bottle. Jack pointed to it.
Jack: Aim your arm at it and fire.
I raised my new mechanical limb. I closed one of my eyes, aiming carefully. Then let the hook loose, the steel cable wrapped itself around the bottle, I grinned like a kid and reeled back the bottle, though disappointingly it slipped and smashed on the walls next to me.
Jack: It also has a buzz-saw, so it still retains that Lobotomy tool feel the original one had. Also, that winch installed within the system was the strongest and most compact that I could find.
I smiled, gazing at my new device of destruction.
Charlie: I cannot thank you enough Jack.
Jack: No probs Charles, I made sure this arm had enough surprises in it... Should make your little blackmail much easier.
I grinned, finally I had something sufficient enough to bring down that pathetic excuse of a leader Ace, so unnecessarily complicated... jeez even I can't understand his plans sometimes.
Perhaps Salem will make me her new number one after this... Well, who knows...
Y/N's POV
Lisa Lavender: In other words, General Schnee has confirmed that the Ace of Spades, a deceased criminal while on his way to trial... is not the guilty party in this... Current claims are on the Atlesian Mafia. Next up... the Huntsman who accidentally killed his mother.
I snickered... then burst out laughing. Those fools of Schnees... Such idiotically complexes as to think they could control this. This only gives me an even bigger advantage, I could basically just cover my face and they'll believe the Ace of Spades is dead, I can conduct my operations under the false guise of the Atlesian Mafia to cover me.
Plus... that fool Charlie Lazuli, that nano-recorder I'd laid on his shoulder back in Salem's lair when I patted it, I'd known that obvious fool wouldn't stay loyal to me for too long... heh, he's served his purpose. Once I'm able to get in an isolated spot with him on out next raid... looks like his Fisherman's Luck will run out.
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