Five never had trouble with violence nor killing. Yet, never before has it been for entertainment purposes. One might argue his current predicament leans more towards survival. However you want to phrase it, with all of these battle-hungry maniacs, he does not have a choice but to 'thin out the herd'.
Up ahead, he saw the demonic, monstrous new form of Eddie rampaging through the battlefield with the most satisfying grin on his face. The former agent straightened his tie, picked up his sword, and rested it nonchalantly on his right shoulder, "Well then, time to get to work."
"Hey Eddie! Did you happen to see a bunny woman with an exceptionally annoying attitude around here?!" The youngster yelled towards his flagrant undead ally.
The transforming zombie did not reply; he seemed too busy with his own victims.
"Guess I'll look around myself, I'm sure she's around here somewhere."
Five was no idiot; he wasn't the type to charge in guns blazing, banner in hand, and ready to die for king and country. No, he was going to pick his victims one by one. Starting with the so-called number five of the special class, before things get needlessly complicated.
Amongst the explosions, ragdolling bodies, and overall destruction of property, he spotted the hopping nuisance that struck a nerve during their short stay in the ballroom. "Gotcha," he said under his breath right before slipping through his portal.
Number five's unique hopping movement made her a difficult target to hit. From the corner of her eyes, she noticed Five appearing out of nowhere, swinging his sword aimed straight for her neck. Number five dodged Number Five's strike in midair with elegant grace, defying the laws of physics known to Five.
"Sorry, but seeing as everyone has to go, I have no choice but to start with you. You know, before it gets complicated name wise."
"Aww that's cute~. Thinking you can get rid of me that easily~?" The special class competitor kept bouncing in place as she continued her taunt, "You sure you don't want to go and watch cartoons or something, little boy?~"
"Listen here you little shit, I am done t-.."
*POW*
Mid-sentence, a fist found its way in between the hitman's eyes. Turning his vision black for a moment.
"Teehee, what was that~?" His namesake said with a wide grin on her face whilst hopping left and right.
She was fast…deceitfully fast. Five spat out blood down on the ground, he had enough of this energetic bunny chick. He swung his sword, hurling bolts of lightning created by the slash.
"Ha-ha-ha, come on, boy. Atleast try~!" The hopper taunted as she showed off lightning-fast jumps, dodging the projectiles without breaking sweat.
The Umbrella student was done talking and prepared his weapon for yet another salvo.
*jab*
*jab*
*punch*
No second attack was launched, the animal hybrid closed the gap in the blink of an eye. The flurry of blows that followed sent Five flat on his ass.
"I asked you to at least try. You're not really living up to that reputation~."
The hitman groaned and pushed himself up from the ground, "Don't worry, I just had to get the timing right." His remark was met with a curious grin.
Once again, Five called forth the power of the sword, sprouting angelic wings from his back and taking to the sky. The hybrid showed off her jumping power and followed him up high, on course to match the flyer's height. "You're not going anywhere, boy. Here I come!~"
The assassin just grinned. Both hands glowed blue and vanished from sight, blipping away. Leaving her wide eyed and slightly panicking.
"Behind you!" A third party yelled from below. Most likely, one of her allies is looking out for her.
Five reappeared behind her, slightly lower. His powerful wings boosted him upwards with force. With both hands wrapped around the hilt, the wielder dragged the blade across the hopper's spine. Activating one of the blade's unique abilities in the process. Usually this means sending out balls of fire towards a target. Though this time…the target was right at the end of his blade, setting her ablaze.
"AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhh"
The burning woman screamed in agony as the flames engulfed her.
A well-placed kick from the hitman created a comet-like projectile hurling towards the battlefield.
"HEY Eddie!!" The winged contestant shouted, "Lunch is served, roasted number five! Enjoy!"
The hybrid projectile crashed, leaving a groaning, smoldering, and more quiet agent of the man in red.
"Urgh" the woman groaned, opening her eyes. The flames were extinguished by the impact, and she was now faced with a more dangerous problem. A mere meter away, number five was now face-to-face with the devil himself.
"Well hello there, number five. Welcome to the showwww!!" Eddie shouted with glorious passion.
"Ahh hell." Fearful words left the woman.
Eddie laughs, "Hell indeed!"
Five smirked, but he knew this battle was only getting started. His perceptive eyes then noticed an old muscular aquintace. It was the oaf he battled on the island. Before he became a target, he retracted his wings, blipping himself to a safer location down below. Waiting for a chance to jump the muscled bastard that got away.
Up ahead, he saw the demonic, monstrous new form of Eddie rampaging through the battlefield with the most satisfying grin on his face. The former agent straightened his tie, picked up his sword, and rested it nonchalantly on his right shoulder, "Well then, time to get to work."
"Hey Eddie! Did you happen to see a bunny woman with an exceptionally annoying attitude around here?!" The youngster yelled towards his flagrant undead ally.
The transforming zombie did not reply; he seemed too busy with his own victims.
"Guess I'll look around myself, I'm sure she's around here somewhere."
Five was no idiot; he wasn't the type to charge in guns blazing, banner in hand, and ready to die for king and country. No, he was going to pick his victims one by one. Starting with the so-called number five of the special class, before things get needlessly complicated.
Amongst the explosions, ragdolling bodies, and overall destruction of property, he spotted the hopping nuisance that struck a nerve during their short stay in the ballroom. "Gotcha," he said under his breath right before slipping through his portal.
Number five's unique hopping movement made her a difficult target to hit. From the corner of her eyes, she noticed Five appearing out of nowhere, swinging his sword aimed straight for her neck. Number five dodged Number Five's strike in midair with elegant grace, defying the laws of physics known to Five.
"Sorry, but seeing as everyone has to go, I have no choice but to start with you. You know, before it gets complicated name wise."
"Aww that's cute~. Thinking you can get rid of me that easily~?" The special class competitor kept bouncing in place as she continued her taunt, "You sure you don't want to go and watch cartoons or something, little boy?~"
"Listen here you little shit, I am done t-.."
*POW*
Mid-sentence, a fist found its way in between the hitman's eyes. Turning his vision black for a moment.
"Teehee, what was that~?" His namesake said with a wide grin on her face whilst hopping left and right.
She was fast…deceitfully fast. Five spat out blood down on the ground, he had enough of this energetic bunny chick. He swung his sword, hurling bolts of lightning created by the slash.
"Ha-ha-ha, come on, boy. Atleast try~!" The hopper taunted as she showed off lightning-fast jumps, dodging the projectiles without breaking sweat.
The Umbrella student was done talking and prepared his weapon for yet another salvo.
*jab*
*jab*
*punch*
No second attack was launched, the animal hybrid closed the gap in the blink of an eye. The flurry of blows that followed sent Five flat on his ass.
"I asked you to at least try. You're not really living up to that reputation~."
The hitman groaned and pushed himself up from the ground, "Don't worry, I just had to get the timing right." His remark was met with a curious grin.
Once again, Five called forth the power of the sword, sprouting angelic wings from his back and taking to the sky. The hybrid showed off her jumping power and followed him up high, on course to match the flyer's height. "You're not going anywhere, boy. Here I come!~"
The assassin just grinned. Both hands glowed blue and vanished from sight, blipping away. Leaving her wide eyed and slightly panicking.
"Behind you!" A third party yelled from below. Most likely, one of her allies is looking out for her.
Five reappeared behind her, slightly lower. His powerful wings boosted him upwards with force. With both hands wrapped around the hilt, the wielder dragged the blade across the hopper's spine. Activating one of the blade's unique abilities in the process. Usually this means sending out balls of fire towards a target. Though this time…the target was right at the end of his blade, setting her ablaze.
"AAAAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhh"
The burning woman screamed in agony as the flames engulfed her.
A well-placed kick from the hitman created a comet-like projectile hurling towards the battlefield.
"HEY Eddie!!" The winged contestant shouted, "Lunch is served, roasted number five! Enjoy!"
The hybrid projectile crashed, leaving a groaning, smoldering, and more quiet agent of the man in red.
"Urgh" the woman groaned, opening her eyes. The flames were extinguished by the impact, and she was now faced with a more dangerous problem. A mere meter away, number five was now face-to-face with the devil himself.
"Well hello there, number five. Welcome to the showwww!!" Eddie shouted with glorious passion.
"Ahh hell." Fearful words left the woman.
Eddie laughs, "Hell indeed!"
Five smirked, but he knew this battle was only getting started. His perceptive eyes then noticed an old muscular aquintace. It was the oaf he battled on the island. Before he became a target, he retracted his wings, blipping himself to a safer location down below. Waiting for a chance to jump the muscled bastard that got away.