"Good job, Zack. I knew you had some development in ya." The developer commended. "You guys ought to have room to grow since you are my game characters."
"Huff, Huff..." Zack staggered as he tried to catch his breath. He dropped the now-steaming rod to the ground.
"Haha...I'm not sure...what I did...but I won..." Zack said with an awkward chuckle. "Ugh...I have to complete my mission...now."
Although his determination was as high as ever, Zack's physical condition was not on par, so he staggered to the trailer.
"Wait...how am I...going to drive this thing...?" Zack asked. "The...keys are gone..."
"Don't worry about that." The developer responded. "For a vehicle like that, no keys are needed."
Believing him, Zack attempted to open the driver's door. Surprisingly, it opened without any issues.
"Huh? Neat." Zack said as he hopped into it. "Ouch...my body hurts like hell..."
VROOM VROOM!
The sound of the engine was audible as the trailer was starting up.
"Wait, Zack." The developer advised.
"Ugh, what's wrong...?" Zack said as he was clenching his stomach.
Shit...I feel like I'm gonna pass out.
"Do you know how to fly a plane?" The developer randomly asked.
"Huh?"
* * *
In the prison cell was Olivia. She was still curled up in the fetal position on the ground. Beside her was a dish of vegetables, chicken, and rice, none touched.
Her eyes were rather red, which indicated that she was crying, and for good reason, too. Being alone in this cell, Olivia had no choice but to recall memories...bad memories.
W-Why...?
Olivia reminisced about conversing with Ada in the warehouse where the developer's 'game characters' usually stayed.
"H-Hey...Ada? I...I think I have some...information t-that you would...find useful." Olivia said.
"Oh? Do you now?" Ada responded in an intrigued manner.
"I-I know what everyone's powers are..."
"Really? Did they tell you their powers?" Ada questioned.
"Y-Yes..."
"And they didn't tell me, huh..." Ada said with an annoyed expression. "Even though I'm supposed to be the leader...tch. I suppose they trust you enough...especially that damned Nathan."
"I-I'll tell you...because...you're the only one...that stayed by my side," Olivia said. "I...just hope...you won't throw me away..."
Ada gave her a sincere-looking smile in response.
"Don't worry, Olivia. I'd never throw you away." Ada assured. "Especially if you'll continue to be useful..."
Tears filled Olivia's eyes as she was reminiscing.
Y-You said you'd never...throw me away...
As she continued to recall her memories, Olivia, with a devastated expression, was being restrained by a group of officers. While being restrained by officers would usually be devastating for someone, Olivia was more so in distress because of Ada, who watched her happily.
"Y-You said...you wouldn't...throw me away..." Olivia muttered in disbelief.
"Has anyone ever told you that you should speak up more?" Ada responded as if mocking her.
"W-Why...?"
"What do you mean why?" Ada asked. "Did you forget who I am? You people mean nothing to me...I only let you tag along with me simply for my pleasure...I was always going to abandon you..."
With tears filling her eyes and her body slightly trembling, Olivia couldn't fathom what Ada said to her.
"Since I got the opportunity to throw you guys under the bus so I could receive a pardon, what could be a better time to betray you than that," Ada added as she turned around, about to walk off. "Look on the bright side, at least you were useful to me..."
"HOW COULD YOU, ADA!!!" Breaking her usual introverted nature, Olivia yelled at her, surprising Ada.
"You bitch...how dare you shout at me..." Ada retorted. "Hurry up and take that criminal away."
"I DID EVERYTHING FOR YOU! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!" Olivia continued as the officers were dragging her away.
"You should have thanked me for helping you out of your worthless, miserable life in the first place..." Ada said as she started walking off. "...Instead of daring to shout at me..."
I...I did everything for you...
* * *
Over to the prison yard, Officer James was seen leaning on the fence surrounding the yard. He was having a smoke break. While smoking his cigar, he checked his wristwatch. On his watch, the time was 11:00 am.
"Well, now's the time, huh." He stated before tossing his used cigar and leaving.
* * *
After remembering Ada's betrayal, tears now fell, but to the side of her face as she was lying in the fetal position.
"I-I happily did everything...for you, Ada..." Olivia muttered as she sobbed. "A-And...you repaid me...this way. I was so afraid of you...throwing me away, so I...betrayed the others."
Her sobs became louder.
"I did everything for you...because...I had no one else. Nobody...was nice to me... So...why, Ada...?"
A poisoner and able to knit...nice skills, love. Suddenly, the words of Jack echoed in her mind.
"...Ugh."
Wow, amazing! My coat looks as good as new. Thanks, love.
"Oh...I do...deserve to die..." Olivia surmised as she wrapped up even more in the fetal position.
Suddenly, Officer James came knocking on Olivia's cell door, garnering her attention. With him were three more officers, seemingly as backup.
"Olivia?" Officer James said. "It's time."
Oh...
* * *
Lancer, Nailhead, and Zombie were walking around the city where they had fought Jack. As they walked, the super soldier trio kept their silence, but Nailhead seemed visibly frustrated, with arteries surfacing on his forehead.
"Tsk! Where the hell are the other damn criminals!" Nailhead suddenly yelled.
"If we had known where they were, we wouldn't have been aimlessly walking around, Nailhead," Lancer responded.
"Dammit! I wanted to rip the limbs off of those bastards! This is so annoying!"
"Speaking of criminals, we haven't heard from Jack the Ripper," Lancer added.
"Either the other super soldiers finished him off, or the murderer died from blood loss," Zombie replied. "Also, we don't need to venture too far."
"Why not?" Lancer asked.
"Since the S-Class criminals are working together, I'm sure the others know that Jack was in this city fighting super soldiers. If my assumption is correct, then that news will no doubt attract the battle-crazed lunatic that is Charles."
"Hmm, that is a good point..."
BOOM!
"AAHHH!!!" A super soldier's screams were audible as they flew past the blessed hunters.
"Looks like something came up that might prove me right..." Zombie said.
* * *
Zombie's hypothesis was right, as Charles entered the city, still carrying Nathan like a sack of potatoes. Noticing super soldiers around the area, he quickly entered a building and dropped off Nathan.
Nathan fell to the ground, visibly disoriented due to Charles carrying him at supersonic speeds.
"Ugh...Is it...finally over..." Nathan asked as she tried to regain his bearings.
"Looks like there's a lot of super soldiers around here..." Charles said with a smile. "But I wonder if the one that beat me years ago is here..."
"Ugh...what are you...talking about."
"Sorry, Nathan, but you're going to have to stay here," Charles said. "I'm going to enjoy myself, so I can't afford to protect you like a baby."
Baby!? No need to be rude...
"Physical Enhancement - Adrenaline Doping!"
Suddenly, Charles, whose muscle mass enlarged, rushed out, leaving a wave of dust.
"Cough, cough! You could have left...normally, cough!"
* * *
Wasting no time, Charles began fighting any super soldier that he saw. Immediately, he overpowered his enemies, tossing them aside like ragdolls.
"Shit! It's the battle-crazed killer!" A super soldier yelled in fright. "We gotta get the blessed hunters to deal with this!"
"Blessed Hunters?" Charles asked with interest. "Who are the blessed hunter--"
"That would be us." Zombie appeared as he struck Charles in the face, causing him to crash into a building. Nailhead and Lancer were right behind.
"Oh good, you guys are here!" The super soldier said. "We'll help--"
"No, go with the others and confirm Jack's death. "We'll handle this guy," Zombie said.
"But--"
"Don't forget, there are still criminals like Nathan and Zack." Zombie reminded.
"Okay..."
"Yeah, get lost already!" Nailhead bluntly stated. In agreement, the super soldier and his comrades in the nearby area went off, but not before giving Nailhead a bad look.
"Haha...that was...a good strike." Charles commended before leaving the now ruined building.
"Oh my, what do we have here?" Lancer asked. "The S-Class criminal that got utterly beaten by the blessed slaughterer back then, and strangely without any injuries too."
"Ah, the blessed slaughterer..." Charles responded with a happy expression. "So, that's the alias of that man...how fitting."
"I know what you're thinking," Zombie said. "But you better not focus too much on the blessed slaughterer. Just like him, we are considered the very top of the super soldiers."
"Oh? That's making me excited, then!"
"Haha! It's about time one of you bastards show up!" Nailhead interjected. "I'm going to rip your limbs off!"
"Haha! I like the sound of that!" Charles said. "But it's strange, I thought Jack would have been here--"
"He's dead," Lancer stated. Suddenly, Lancer appeared in front of Charles, with the blade of his spear inches away from Charles' face.
Maximum!
Just in time, Charles leaned back to avoid the spear. However, in a quick, expert motion, Lancer spun his spear and tried attacking Charles with a downward thrust. Charles barely moved away in time.
"Tsk, how agile..." Lancer commented.
Wow! That guy is fast! Faster than Jack even!
In an attempt to intercept, the hulking Nailhead rushed to Charles and delivered a straight punch, which Charles blocked from being hit in the face.
How fun!
In retaliation, Charles delivered a headbutt to Nailhead, causing him to stagger backward from the force.
"Ugh! Bastard!" Nailhead angrily yelled.
"Haha! I'm all healed up, so you three will be the perfect warm-up for the fight against the blessed slaughterer!" Charles declared, much to the trio's annoyance. "C'mon, guys! We've reached the final stretch!!!"