Days passed as F continued his stay in the hospital. He woke up everyday at exactly 7:02AM and tried to walk around his room to speed up his recovery. He asked about his friends everyday, and when he got his answer which was "We don't know", he went to visit Erika who was still in a coma. After a few weeks, F didn't even ask about his friends or Erika, he just stayed in his room the entire time. He didn't even bother telling anyone that his arm healed completely. After what felt like a month, K went to visit F.
"F, here's your payment for this month. We've got some updates too." K said. He put the money on the bedside table before pulling up a chair and sitting down.
''My friends?'' F asked.
''It's complicated.'' K said.
''Of course it is.'' F clenched his fists, frustration building up inside him.
''I'm sorry.'' K said.
"And Erika?" F asked. K hesitated before responding.
"She's still in a coma. The doctors haven't seen any significant improvement. They're doing their best, but..."
F cut him off, his frustration boiling over.
"But what?" F's voice echoed through the room.
''It's been more than a fucking month, K! Erika's condition hasn't improved at all! We would have seen something if the doctors actually tried! But guess what? They aren't trying!'' F got up from his bed and kicked the bedside table.
''Isn't this a special hospital? Aren't the doctors here used to saving exterminators from the brink of death? If it's true THEN WHY THE HELL ARE ALL MY FRIENDS GONE?'' F punched the wall.
''It's been a month since we were rushed here. Ever since then I haven't heard a damn thing about them!'' F punched the wall again, slightly cracking it this time.
''So tell me, K. ARE MY FRIENDS DEAD?'' F screamed and punched the wall again, his knuckles bleeding from the punch.
''Your friends are not dead, you stupid asshole!'' K yelled and punched F. F fell to the ground.
''Fuck! What was that for?'' F yelled, his nose bleeding.
''Your friends are not dead. Erika is not dead. You are not dead. Everyone is alive and yet you're compalining! Maybe someone would've told you about them if you left the room for once!'' K screamed at F before leaning on the wall next to the open window.
''Do me a favor and get your head out of your ass, F.'' K said and took a lighter of his pocket.
As K lit his cigarette, F remained on the floor, stunned by K's outburst. He realized that his frustration and anger had consumed him, blinding him to the reality around him.
''Sorry, K, I was a total ass.'' F said, still on the floor.
"You needed a wake-up call, F. Your friends are alive, but they've been transferred to another section of the hospital for a more specialized treatment. The doctors didn't want to disturb you with the details because you were so fixated on your own misery. Stupid decision on their part.'' K said.
''So what do I now?'' F asked.
"Now, you pick yourself up and start acting like someone who's actually alive. Get some training done. You finally have two arms again, you might as well use them.'' K replied, exhaling a plume of smoke.
''How do I do that?'' F asked.
"First, stop wallowing in self-pity. Your friends are alive, but they need you to be alive too, both physically and mentally." K said. F nodded, realizing the truth in K's words.
"You're right. I've been so caught up in my own frustration that I forgot about everything else." F said and got up, wiping the blood from his nose with the back of his hand.
''So what are you going to start with?'' K asked.
''I'm going out on a walk, I'm sick of staying in this room.'' F said and walked out the room.
F walked through the hospital corridors quickly, reaching the stairs in seconds. He got out of the hospital and looked around, wondering where to go. He looked around some more until someone caught his attention. It was N. She was sitting on a nearby bench, also smoking.
''Is it just me or are all exterminators always smoking?'' F asked as he approached.
N looked up, a hint of surprise on her face. She took a drag from her cigarette before responding.''Well, smoking seems to be a common coping mechanism in our line of work. Keeps the stress at bay, you know?"
"I guess you're right. Mind if I join you?" F asked.
"Be my guest. Looks like you could use a break from the hospital room." N gestured to the empty spot on the bench.
"Yeah, you could say that. Just needed some fresh air and a change of scenery." F said and sat down on the bench.
"So, how have you been holding up? K mentioned you've been through a lot lately." N asked.
"Yeah, it's been a rollercoaster. Friends in mysterious hospital sections, Erika still in a coma. It's a mess." F said.
"Sometimes, you need to step back and take things one at a time. What's your plan now?" N asked.
"I'm not sure. K told me to get training done. I need to focus on my recovery, physically and mentally. Maybe that's a good place to start." F said.
"Sounds like a plan. It's easy to get lost in frustration and forget the basics. Take care of yourself first, and the rest will follow." N said.
''Thanks N.I needed to hear that.'' F said.
"Anytime. We're all in this together, after all. And hey, if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here. And who knows? We might get some training together, I would need it for the upcoming missions." N said.
''Missions? I thought you only did research.'' F said.
''Things have changed. B said she needed me for some missions and now I have to get back into fighting shape. Truth be told I haven't thrown a punch in more than five years, I was pretty lucky that I didn't need to fight on the last few.'' N said.
"Well, it seems like we're both in need of some serious training then." F said.
"Definitely. It's been a while since I've been in the field, but I'm ready to get back into action. I think it'd be better if we get started." N chuckled.
"Count me in. Let's train together and get ourselves back in top shape." F said and got up from the bench.
''Yeah, we can finally use the exterminator training facility.'' N said and got up as well.
F and N walked towards the Public Safety Paranormal Threat Extermination Company Building eager to start their training and regain their strength. As they entered the building, F couldn't help but feel happy. He felt that he was about to become usefeul again. The training facility was equipped with various exercise machines, combat simulators, and areas for hand-to-hand combat.
''This place is pretty cool.'' F said as he walked around the facility.
"Yeah, it's one of the perks of being in this line of work. We need to be in top shape to face the paranormal threats out there." N replied.
''It's my first time in here. No one told me that this place even exists.'' F said.
''B didn't tell you about this place?'' N asked.
''Nope, never even mentioned it.'' F said.
"Well, now that you know, let's make the most out of it. Get ready.'' N said and took a weird stance.
''I'm ready.'' F said and quickly raised his guard.
N rushed F and went for a kick. F dodged it and tried to punch N in the ribs but she jumped back before his attack landed.
''She's pretty quick, that's not good for me.'' F thought and tried to think of a way to land a hit on N.
F focused on his footwork, trying to predict N's movements. He knew he had to be agile and quick to match her speed. As N came in for another strike, F sidestepped and tried to counter with a jab to her midsection. N saw the attack coming and jumped back before it landed.
''She's still fast enough to react to something like that?! Not good!'' F thought and tried to predict N's next move.
N came in for another strike, this time a kick. F managed to dodge it but he wasn't fast enough to block N's next kick. The hit connected but F spun around to minimize the damage and use the momentum to kick N.
''You can't dodge this!'' F said, his foot millimeters from N's face.
N hit the splits right before F's kick connected and she looked at him with a smug look on her face.
''You can't touch this.'' She said and smiled.
''I think I need a drink.'' F said.
''Giving up already?'' N asked.
''Yeah, I can't land a hit on you. It's pointless to try.'' F said.
N got up from the ground and smiled.
''Do give up like this whenever you fight a strong monster too?'' She asked.
''I don't.'' F said.
''Then why did you give up here? It's basically the same thing.'' N said.
''You're way faster than any monster I've faced.'' F said.
''Well, that's a compliment, I guess. But you can't let the speed of your opponent demoralize you. You adapt, find weaknesses, and exploit them.'' N said.
''Easy for you to say.'' F said.
''Alright, let's try something else. I'll give you some tips while we spar. How about that?'' N suggested.
''Nah, I want to figure it out my own.'' F said.
''Fair enough. Just remember, it's not always about brute force. Sometimes, it's about strategy and finding the right opening.'' N said.
''I got it.'' F said and raised his guard again.
F and N continued to train, with N dodging most of F's attacks.
''You're getting closer.'' N said, still dodging F's punches and kicks.
''You think so?'' F asked, trying to kick N in the face.
''I believe that you will land a hit on me by the end of the day.'' N said and dodegd the kick.
F noticed that N was distracted and tried to tackle her to the ground. N dodged him and tried to kick him again but F saw it coming and grabbed her leg.
"I got you!'' F said and pulled N towards him, making her loser balance. F used that against her and tried to punch her in the face.
The hit seemingly landed, the ground underneath F and N cracked and the dust from the floor filled the air. As the dust settled, F saw that even from such an awkward position, N still managed to block his punch. F let go out of shock and N smiled.
''You did well, F, I think we can stop for now.'' N said and started walking towards the vending machine in the hall.
''She blocked that thing with one hand?'' F thought as he watched N buy sodas from the vending machine.
''That woman is a monster.'' F thought. N walked up to him and gave him a can of soda.
''Here you go.'' N said.
''Thanks, N.'' F said and opened the can of soda.
''How did you get this strong?'' F asked.
''It's a long story, one that is too boring to tell.'' N replied, opening her soda as well.
''I have time, you can tell me.'' F said and took a sip of his soda.
''Well if you insist. I'll tell you.'' N said before taking a sip of her soda.
"I didn't start off strong, that's for sure. Back in the early days, I was just like any other rookie. I was weak and I hated it. I struggled with the basics, tripped over my own feet and got my fair share of bruises. That never stopped me from training like hell however. After one year or so I got promoted to level 4 exterminator and I was finally allowed to have a curse.'' N said and paused. She took another sip of soda and took her cigarettes out of her pocket. She lit one and continued her story.
''Speaking of curses, I made a contract with the Curse of Lightning. I paid it in the dumbest way imaginable and I regret it to this day. Anyway, I started training with the stronger exterminators and I got some solo missions thanks to my reputation as ''That one weirdo who doesn't stop training'' and I got some pretty rad victories. I beat a few dozen monsters and then I started thinking ''Hey what is up with all these rare pieces of monsters that don't decompose instantly?'' And then I figured it out. We have absolutely no idea what we're dealing with. Sure we know how to kill them but we don't know anything else about them.'' N said.
''What about the whole ''Feeding off negativity'' deal? They do that, don't they?'' F asked.
''Yeah they do. I'm the one who confirmed it.'' N said.
''That's pretty cool actually.'' F said.
''Yeah I know. Turns out that the rare monster pieces contain some sort of negative energy that makes them unable to decompose like the rest of the body. Those pieces can be used for cursed items or catalysts for cursed items. They can also be examined further to find out why monsters exist in the first place. That's not important now though.'' N said.
''What happened next?'' F asked.
''I made that discovery and B put me through so many missions that I wanted to kill her with a spoon. After all that stuff I got promoted to level 3 and I started doing more curse research than actuall fighting. Then I got my very own division and I was the only person in the research division for a long time. Then Erika came into to my division and we went on a few missions together, I didn't do much on them to be honest. Then I stopped fighting altogether and I've been here ever since.'' N said.
''That's quite a journey. From struggling as a rookie to leading your own division. And making a contract with the Curse of Lightning, that's unique. What made you regret it, though?'' F asked.
''Well, it's not the curse itself, but how I paid for it.'' N said.
''What was the price?'' F asked.
''I'd rather not talk about it.'' N said and lit another cigarette.
''Alright then, I won't ask.'' F said and got up to throw his empty can.
F threw the empty can into the trash and walked back towards N. He sat next to her and sighed.
''You got any of those left?'' He asked and gestured towards the cigarette in her mouth.
''Yeah, I've got a few.'' N said and gave F a cigarette.
''You know smoking isn't allowed here, right dear?'' T asked.
N looked up to see that the man's eyes were already glowing yellow. She smiled and gave him a cigarette.
''Rough day?'' She asked.
''Is it that obvious?'' T asked as he took the cigarette.
''Your eyes are yellow.You must be pretty mad at something or someone.'' N replied.
''I guess I can say that I'm pretty irratated from work.'' T said and sat down between N and F.
''Rebuilding must be pretty rough on you, especially since you're working alone.'' F said.
''I wouldn't say that. It's pretty entertaining if I'm being honest.'' T said.
''Then what's got you so worked up?'' N asked.
T thought about it for a moment and his eyes started turning blue again. He smiled and lit his cigarette.
''It's just a little job I've got on the side. It's a bit frustrating to work with an intern so young but I enjoy her company.'' T said.
''A side job?'' F asked.
''Yes, I am currently helping out an old pal of mine with rebuilding his shop, but it's hard to work with his apprentice. She's a bit too young and inexperienced to help out things like that.'' T said.
''Sounds frustrating, I don't know how you can put up with it.'' N said.
''As I said, I enjoy her company. It's her lack of skill and experience that bothers me. But I can excuse it because she's young.'' T said.
''You weren't the type to excuse lack of experience before. What happened to you, T?'' N asked, laughing.
''I had a change of heart, dear. You've changed a lot too since the first time we met.'' T said.
''I haven't noticed a change in my behaviour since I joined the company.'' N said.
''It's been a while since you joined the company, I've noticed that you have become a lot calmer than you were back then.'' T said.
''Are you sure, T?'' N asked.
''Why yes I am, dear friend. The times have changed and so have we.'' T said. He suddenly felt something and got up.
''It would seem that I have to go now. Good luck with your training, my dear friends.'' T said and started walking away.
''Goodbye T.'' F and N said. T waved goodbye and made his way out of the training facility.
T turned the corner and walked through the hallway quickly. His eyes started glowing yellow again and he immediately rushed out of the building. Only a few minutes later, T was lready on the other side of the city, in front of a warehouse. He opened the door and walked in. The warehouse was full of White-Clad cult corpses, some of them strung up on chains, others laying on piles of their comrades. T made his way to a room where he had one of the cult members held captive. The woman was chained to the wall, her entire body was also wrapped up in chains and barbbed wire.
''Why hello there, dear. It appears that the brain bug in your head has died yet again.'' T said, the veins on his face popping out from rage.
''Fuck you!'' The woman said.
T punched the woman in the stomach so hard that the chains on her body broke and her body crashed against the wall so hard that it cracked it. The woman fell to the ground, her limbs all twisted and broken.
''I don't like how quickly brain bugs die, especially when they're needed for something as important as tracking the location of the White-Clad cult's hideout. The worst part is that they always malfunction when you're somewhat close to said hideout. However, I believe that I'm very close to pinpointing the location of the hideout. I think we'll be done in a few weeks, as long as YOU don't try to regain control of your body.'' T said and picked her up from the ground and threw her on a nearby table.
''I'm in a very bad mood today so I might make a mistake or two while brainwashing you. Please try not to move too much, we want to keep your mask intact after all.'' T said and grabbed a nearby drill and a jar full of cursed leeches.
T quickly started working on brainwashing the woman again and after a few hours her was done. He put the drill away and took off his gloves. T then activated his reversal curse and fixed the woman's injuries.
''Tell me, dear, do you know why I'm keeping you alive?'' T asked.
''Info- information?'' The woman replied.
''Yes, that is correct. I'm keeping you alive so I can spy on your cult's activities from a safe distance with no repercussions. Now get up and go back to the base, I really need to clean up here and I don't need you here.'' T said.
The woman fell off the table and started limping towards the exit. T watched her until she left and then he started cleaning the room, wiping the blood off the table and collecting the pieces of brain matter off the floor. After only a few minutes he was done cleaning the room and it was spotless. T walke out of the room and back into the place where all the corpses were.
''Now I have to clean up these ones.'' T said and got to work. He wiped blood off the floor and collected a few chunks of meat before he stopped to look around. After a few seconds her smiled and lit a cigarette.
''Come out, I know you're hiding somewhere in here.'' T said and leaned against the nearby wall.
Suddenly 2 people came out of the shadows, both wearing masks of the White-Clad cult. T smiled when he saw the two figures and he threw his cigarette away.
''Are you two ready to die for my entertainment?'' T asked and approached the two cultists, who said nothing and prepared for a fight.
''Did you know that I had to lie to my loyal subjects today because of scum like you?'' T asked.
''I don't think you know how much I hate lying to others, especially when it's about people like you. I'm in a very bad mood today so I won't spare you, it will be somewhat fun killing you.'' T said as he continued walking towards the two cultists.
One of the cultists, a man with a spiky iron mask, ran towards T to attack him. The cultist's hands turned into blades and he swung them in an attempt to decapitate T. T simply dodged all of the attacks before kicking the cultist away.
''Now now, I didn't say that you can fight back.'' T said and pulled a katana from his shadow.
The cultist laughed and stabbed the floor with his blades. The floor errupted in spikes and T was forced to jump into the air to avoid the attack. The second cultist activated his curse and sent and explosion towards T. The explosion sent shockwaves throughout the warehouse, debris flying in all directions. The two cultists emerged from the smoke, seemingly unharmed and looked around, only to find T in a water bubble. T deactivated his curse and walked towards the two cultists slowly.
''You guys almost got me there. I must say that it was fun while it lasted.'' T said and rushed the cultists, swinging his katana at their heads. The iron mask cultist blocked the katana strikes with his blade hands and the other cultist snapped his fingers, creating a small explosion to counter T's attack. T jumped back to dodge the explosion and shot water bullets at the explosion cultist. The man dodged the bullets and created a few small explosions to attack T.
''You can't use the big one anymore, can you?'' T taunted as he deflected the explosion with his katana.
The iron mask cultist activated his curse and his blade arms grew bigger and grew spikes. He charged towards T and tried to hit him in the head with his metal arms. T blocked the attack with his katana and used his curse to slice the cultist's arms. The cultist dodged T's next attack and used his cure, reattaching his metal arms. He attacked T even more ferociously and sent a wave of blades at him. T deflected the blades and stabbed the cultist in the stomach.
''I believe that is enough for the likes of you.'' T said.
T pulled the sword from the cultist's stomach and he fell to the ground, groaning in pain. The other cultist, seeing his companion injured, unleashed a barrage of explosions towards T.
''Do you really think a weak attack like that can hurt me?'' T taunted and deflected the explosions with his sword.
With a swift movement, T propelled himself towards the explosion cultist, closing the distance rapidly. The cultist attempted to conjure a larger explosion to defend himself, but before he could complete the gesture, T swung his katana with precision, slicing through the cultist's hand and disrupting his curse.
''Water Prison.''
A sphere of water materialized around the injured cultist, trapping him inside. T then turned his attention back to the other cultist, who was now struggling to stand. T walked up to the man and crouched, looking at him. T's yellow yes met the expressionless iron mask of the man, but T saw the man's eyes behind the mask. Those weren't the eyes of an deer in headlights as T expected. They were filled with a determination and defiance that surprised T. He grabbed the man's head so hard that the iron mask started cracking.
''Are you still willing to fight?'' T asked with a grin on his face. He was mad.
The cultist remained silent, his gaze unwavering. T tightened his grip on the cultist's head, causing more cracks to form on the iron mask. But still, the cultist didn't speak.
''You're quite resilient, I'll give you that.'' T remarked, his voice dripping with disdain.
''But I won't spare you just because I can't make you fear me.'' With a sudden surge of strength, T twisted the cultist's head forcefully, causing the iron mask to shatter into pieces. The man fell to the ground, his head twisted and crushed. T got up and walked up to the cultist in the water prison.
''You're the last one standing. Tell me how you found me and I might consider killing you quickly.'' T said. The cultist glared at T but remained silent.
''Stubborn till the end, huh?'' T muttered to himself. He raised his hand and the water prison began to tighten around the cultist, making it harder for him to breathe.
''Last chance.'' T said. The man remained silent.
''Very well.'' T said and clenched his fist, the water prison crushed the cultist within its confines. T released his curse and the water bubble splashed on the floor.
''These pests never learn.'' T uttered to himself as he walked out of the warehouse, leaving behind the bodies of the White-Clad cultists.
T left the warehouse and sat on a nearby bench. He took his cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one. He looked at the warehouse for a while, until he saw a familiar car pull up to him. The car was badly damaged and riddled with bullets. K quickly left his car and walked up to T. He was very injured.
''They found us.'' K said and sat down.
''Did you kill those who attacked you?'' T asked.
''I did but they were pretty tough.'' K said.
''Lucky guy, I wanted to fight the strong ones.'' T said.
''Were you attacked too?'' K asked.
''Yes but the ones who attacked me were pretty weak.'' T said.
''I'm not sure how they found us but it's not good for us.'' K said.
''Probably the stupid girl we caught. Her brain leech might have died during a cult meeting or something like that.'' T said.
''Why is she still alive then?'' K asked.
''They sent her back to us so they could find our location. It worked well for them and bad for us. Everytime I tried to look through the stupid girl's eyes something wrong happened. I guess they just knew from the begining and played us.'' T said.
''It could have been shitty luck in the begining.'' K said.
''Or it could have been someone sabotaging us.'' T said.
''But who would do that? We have told no one about this.'' K said.
T took another drag from his cigarette, exhaling a plume of smoke as he contemplated the situation. He thought about every single person he knew and all the exterminators he worked with. After a few moments he grinned in absolute rage, his eyes turned yellow again. He got up from the bench, went up to a nearby tree and hit it. T's fist made a large hole in the tree's trunk, causing it to fall over and crash into a nearby tree. T's hand was bleeding and he was furious.
''I know who did this.'' He said.
''Who told the cult about us?'' K asked.
T turned around and walked back to the bench. He looked at K and then back at his destroyed car.
''It was the filthy whore that works for Tengen!'' He said and went to destroy another tree.
''She somehow found about our operation and decided to sell information to the cult, just to spite B for not letting her boss go! WHEN I GET MY HAND ON THAT BITCH I WILL TEAR HER TO PIECES!'' T yelled and punched another tree, sending it flying. He then grabbed the lower half and pulled it out along with its roots.
''Who are you talking about?'' K asked.
''Tengen's filthy whore! The one that bugs us about letting him go every Tuesday!'' T said and threw the tree into the air.
''Brown hair?'' K asked.
''Same one.'' T said and punched the tree on it's way down, turning it into splinters.
''What do we do now?'' K asked.
''You go to the warehouse and get everything you consider useful, I'll fix the trees and your car. We blow up the warehouse afterwards.'' T said.
K nodded and left to gather the necessary items from the warehouse while T started using his reversal curse to fix the trees and K's damaged car. As T worked, his mind was seething with anger and frustration. Once K returned with the items, T finished repairing everything and stood up. The two of them looked at the warehouse, knowing that it was time to destroy any evidence that could lead the White-Clad cult back to them.
''Ready?'' T asked.
''Let's do this.'' K said.
T and K planted cursed explosives around the warehouse, making sure to set a timer for a safe distance. They both retreated to a safe spot and watched as the warehouse erupted into flames and explosions.
''That should cover our tracks.'' K said.
''Now let's go deal with the filthy whore.'' T said, his eyes still burning with rage.
T and K got in the car and drove off.
Meanwhile, N and F were training together.
''You're doing pretty well, F. I think you'll land a clean hit soon!'' N said, barely dodging F's attacks.
''You keep saying that but you still dodge in the last second.'' F said and attacked N again.
''It won't be training if I make it easy for you.'' N said and dodged F's attack. She kicked him in the chest, which sent him into the punching bag behind him.
''You hit like a dan truck! How do you do that?'' F asked.
''Perks of being an exterminator. And you still hit way harder than me.'' N said.
''you can't know until I land a clean hit on you.'' F said and threw the punching bag at N.
N dodged the punching bag, but F came for behind with a strong kick. N saw him and jumped over him. F grabbed the punching bag off the floor and swung it at N. N dodge the punching bag and punched F in the face. F tried to knee N in the face but she backstepped the attack. F threw the punching bag at N and charged for her. N dodged the punching bag but she couldn't react to F in time. F punched N in the stomach and the attack sent her flying. N crashed into the wall, craking it badly.
''Are you alright?'' F asked.
''I'm fine. You got me with that "miscarriage punch'' though.'' N chuckled.
''Miscarriage? You got a baby in there?'' F asked.
''Hell no, I can't have one even if I wanted, not that I do.'' N said.
''Oh thank goodness! You actually scared me for a second there.'' F said.
''I like to mess with people's heads sometimes. Keeps them on their toes.'' N grinned.
'Well, you certainly got me there.'' F chuckled.
''You're improving, F. That was a solid hit. Keep it up, and you'll be back in top shape in no time. I hope it's the same for me.'' N said.
''Thanks, N.'' F said.
''No problem. We're all in this together, right?'' N said.
''Right.'' F nodded.
The two contiued training for the rest of the day. As the sun set and the training session came to an end, F and N sat down to catch their breaths.
''That was pretty fun. I think we'll be at peak strenght if we continue training like this?'' N said.
''I can agree with that. I think we're doing pretty well.'' F said.
''Yeah, you two did pretty well.'' Tengen said.
N and F jumped from shock.
''What the hell are you doing here?'' N asked.
''She let me out.'' Tengen said and pointed at C, who was drunk.
''nO i DiDn'T!'' C said.
''She did.'' Tengen said.
''You have to go back to your cell, Tengen.'' F said.
''And what if I don't?'' Tengen asked.
''We're gonna make you go.'' N said.
''Are we seriously gonna do this?'' Tengen taunted and prepared to fight.
''Yes we are.'' F said.
''I'm ready when you are.'' Tengen said.
''We're always ready.'' N said.
''Then let the battle begin!'' Tengen said and ran towards them.
Meanwhile Izzy was in her house, cooking dinner. She heard a knock on the door and went to open it. She was about to open the door when she felt curses at her door and jumped back. She grabbed a deck of playing cards and hid in a closet. A few seconds lated, T opened the door and started looking around the house frantically. He heard a boiling kettle in the kitchen and shot a water bullet at it.
''Gotcha!'' Izzy said and jumped out the closet, throwing a few of the cards at T.
T felt the curses emanating from the cards and dodged them. The cards hit the wall behind him and destroyed it.
''I'm going to end your life!'' T said and unsheathed his katana.
''You will die trying!'' Izzy said.
The two different groups charged at each other, N and F against Tengen and T against Izzy.
To be continued.