You were sitting in a bar and were about to take a drink when a band you despised started playing the only song they knew.

(Y/N): Who the hell booked Gotta Go Fast? I'm here to escape my fuckin' feelings, not the city. Get off the stage!

You threw an empty mug at the band and hit the lead guitarist's ankle and then the entire broke out into a brawl. After a long, bloody bar brawl that ended up getting a machete involved, somehow, you left the bar with blood on your hands. Then you went into a club that also broke into a fight somehow, you had nothing to do with it this time though. After putting a baseball bat into the DJ's eye socket and the revelation that you can kill someone with an Afro comb you encountered the Yakuza boss and his katana. You were hiding in the corner while Katana man was cleaving into his own men.

(Y/N): Are you happy now Katana man? He's got stilts for legs now. (slice) Well then he's dead are you going to fight me now? (slice) What? You just cut off part of his hair. (slice) Katana man show some restraint please Katana man. (slice) What did he do to deserve this Katana man? (slice) Okay I'm getting out of here.

You ran out of the room and killed almost everyone.

(Y/N): Katana man I have a cleaver I will fight you to the death if needed.

You hit him with the cleaver and it broke in his head.

(Y/N): What the hell is this the new T-1000?

You opened one of your knives, which you had forgotten about in your panic, and stabbed him in the head finally killing him. You took his sword as a prize and walked out covered in blood and past Peacock.

(Y/N): Don't bother everyone's dead.

She walked off in a huff as you went back to the hotel with your new sword over your shoulder.

~end chapter~