Capítulo 4: 4-Villain?
Back at the shop, Nyx stored the mithril away before sitting down to think.
'Okay, it's time to brainstorm.'
"Season 1 is about to start, which means that Vander is gonna 'die' soon... yeah that's not gonna happen. But how do I stop that..." While he was thinking, a banging at the door interrupted him.
"Nyx!... Nyx, you in there?" Violet's voice yelled out.
Sighing, Nyx opened the door to see what she wanted. "Yeah?"
A complicated look came across her face. "Listen, could you cover with Vander for us?"
Nyx squinted his eyes at her, brain running through reasons for why. "What did you do now?"
She winced. "Not now, later."
Shaking his head, Nyx did his best to hide his wry smile at her stubbornness. "Fine, but I won't stick out my own neck if you fuck up."
Vi's eyes lit up with joy. "Thanks Nyx!" She gave him a quick hug before running off to Milo and Claggor, who were lurking around the corner.
Nyx shook his head as he heard her tell them that he'd agreed, not knowing that he was gonna follow them. "Yeah, I don't quite feel like letting my new little sister go to jail... Better to stick out my own neck... Or blade." Nyx muttered, turning to his workshop.
It was time to don his, other, set of gear.
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(2 hours later)
Up in Piltover, if one were to look up to the sky for whatever reason, they'd see the amazing sight of four young kids running and jumping from house to house. And if one was a bit more observational, they'd also see the shadow that was following them from afar.
"Come on, Powder! It's not that hard!" Milo moaned, tired of waiting for Powder to catch up. "Why'd we let her come anyway? She's just gonna fuck everything up."
He opened his mouth to talk more, but a fist to the back of his head interrupted him. "One more word, Milo, and you'll find that your face really wants to have a meeting with the street beneath us."
Rubbing the back of his head, Milo glared at Violet, muttering to himself.
Sighing, Vi turned to Powder. "Come on sis, we're almost there. One more drop."
Powder took in a shake breath, checking her footing again, before straight up dropping down to the balcony below.
From here, the story went as you know: The group ransacked Jayce's apartment, taking any valuables they could find.
I also wasn't long before Powder found the crystals.
BOOM
Snapping himself into focus, Nyx, in an entirely gray and black cloak, a wolf mask, and a prototype staff on his back, jumped right into the apartment.
Swiping up the crystals before any more had the chance to blow or be stolen, Nyx spoke through his voice modulator. "Return to Zaun. I'll hold off the enforcers."
To her credit, Vi didn't hesitate at all. Picking up Powder, who had fallen unconscious, and running out if the apartment.
Grabbing Claggor, Nyx silently handed him four cloaks before waiting at the open wall of the apartment.
"Guess it's time to act like a badass..." He muttered to himself as the sound of their footsteps faded.
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It wasn't very long before the enforcers crowded the streets like rats scurring about looking for scraps. Creating a formation around the damaged building, where a cloaked figure could be seen seemingly waiting for them.
Having enough of the tense waiting, one braver than most enforcer stepped forward and yelled out orders from a microphone.
"Surrender and no one has to get hurt!"
It was silent for another moment before the figure began to chuckle, which quickly degraded into mad laughter. "The only ones getting hurt today, will be you!"
Not bothering to reinforce the villan act by giving a monolog, the figure dropped down, slamming his staff right onto the dome of an enforcers helmet. Pivoting to his right, he swept a group of enforcers off of their feet before they could shoot.
Luckily though, those on the other side had that chance, unfortunately it didn't do much.
DING, DING, DING, DUNG
The bullets tore through the protective clock the figure wore, but hit some kind of metal and ricocheted off.
Twisting, the figure slammed his staff I to the face of an enforcer, knocking out a few teeth. Along with that swing were a few mysterious pellets that flew out and broke, filling the air with a thick smog.
Wasting no time, the figure grabbed his staff, and slid with hands towards the middle which shortened it by a lot. Adding a final twist, the shortened staff split into two thick batons, which he wielded to cause complete and utter chaos within the smoke.
For the following five minutes, all one could hear were the smacks of metal on flesh, metal and screams of pain followed by a heavy thud. Every single one if those enforcers who had shown up to investigate the explosion were beaten to a pulp.
The beating was so bad that they'd probably never forget what happened here that day. Especially because not a single one of them had any serious lasting injuries. No broken bones, no open wounds, just a handful of bruises and a heavy headache.
And by the time that the smoke had faded, the reinforcements arrived to find a field of beaten bodies and not a single suspect to be found.
Well, nothing but the staff, put back together and left at the scene as if to say, "I don't even like this thing, yet I kicked your ass."
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Sliding through a panel in the roof, the figure dropped down I to his Workshop. He walked over to a chair before slumping down on it and throwing off his mask, revealing Nyx's face.
His black hair was entirely drenched in sweat and his red-brown eyes nearly rolled back j to his head with how relieved he was to be at home and not fighting.
"Sigh... I hate kids..."
FSSST
"Hmm?" Turnibg to look at the noise to find Axel, the sentient Hexcore bobbing up and down. It seemed like it was trying and failing to make noises, to which Nyx laughed.
"I'll get you a radio later so you can figure out all the sounds, bud. Imma just take a quick nap..." Nyx didn't say anything else, falling asleep as soon as he allowed his body to, snoring filling the empty sounds in the workshop all the way untill morning.
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(LN: Sorry if the fight scene was a bit undercooked, I've never been this busy with homework before (/••)/
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