Say Y?

3rd person POV:

(Y/n):(sigh)

(Y/n): What the hell am I doing here?

Marcus: Ah, the great question that has troubled humanity since the dawn of-

(Y/n) punches his leg.

Marcus: My sweet merciful thighs!

(Y/n): I meant here!

Leona: Trish told us to come here, so she could tell us something.

(Y/n): Who?

Marcus: Bitch four.

(Y/n): Ah...

Leona: Are you just going to lie there?

(Y/n): Yeah, pretty much. It's fun tripping the locals.

The Hellspawn tripped anyone who walked passed him.

Eventually, the Knight arrived.

Trish: Congratulations, Miss Y is now targeting you.

(Y/n):(yawn)

(Y/n): Cool.

Trish: Your life is in danger and you think it's "cool"?

(Y/n): Yes. That's why I said cool. Do you know how words work?

Trish: Ugh...

With a disappointed look, she scowled at (Y/n).

Trish: You're like Jaune when he was younger. Trapped in your own little world, surrounded by a fantasy land.

Trish: So you know... Getting target by an assassin isn't "cool".

(Y/n):..... Huh? I spaced out for a second. Is bitch four done with her nagging?

Leona: I don't know...

She looks at Trish.

Leona: Are you?

Trish:... Yes.

Annoyed, she begins to walk away, but almost falls to the ground after (Y/n) trips her.

Trish:!

(Y/n):(flips her off)

Trish: Tch...

Finally leaving, the four are once again alone.

Marcus:... Okay, in all seriousness, are we not concerned about the assassin?

Leona: No, we should definitely be.

Anna: I'm already shaking again...

(Y/n): What?

(Y/n): Whatever this Assasin can do, is nothing compared to what I'll do to you all if you say you're scared again.

(Y/n): Got that!?

He shouts with an evil glare in his eyes.

Anna/Leona Marcus: Y-yes!

(Y/n): Good...

(Y/n): Now what should I get for lunch... Chinese? Yeah...

The four were currently loitering in front of a restaurant while eating Chinese takeout from that restaurant.

(Y/n): If I knew that there would be so much waiting, I would have gone looking for them myself.

Leona: Well we're on the last one.

Marcus: But there's still the matter of their leader.

Leona: Then maybe this time (Y/n) doesn't immediately knock them out, but instead questions them.

(Y/n): Then knock them out and leave them for dead. That should save me some time.

Leona: What are we going to do when this is all over?

(Y/n): We still have the whole summer. I say we throw a bitchin party at the queen's place.

Marcus: You want to throw a party at Buckingham Palace?

(Y/n): Why not?

Leona: Good luck with that.

(Y/n): Where the hell is the assassin?

Marcus: I hate to say, but they'll come. So just relax and finish your cherry honey chicken.

(Y/n): Already did.

Marcus: And now I see the problem...

Leona: If it keeps you still... Here, you can have some of my noodles.

(Y/n): I'm just going to eat them all.

Leona: I know...

She tosses the box of noodles towards (Y/n) just as the front door of the Chinese restaurant open.

The owner was opening the door to try and shoo off the four.

And this is where it all went wrong.

While in midair, the box of noodles was hit with an arrow that went through the box cleanly and flew into the owner's knee, while the box still hanged on the rod of the arrow.

Owner: AAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!?

Marcus: AAAHHHHHH!?

Anna: AAAAHHHHH!?

Owner/Marcus/Anna: AAAAHHH-

(Y/n): SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Owner/Marcus/Anna:....

Leona: Why were you two screaming?

Anna: It scared me...

Marcus: Same.

(Y/n): Tch, give me those noodles.

He then pulled out the arrow causing the owner to start bleeding and fall to the ground.

(Y/n) simply began eating the noodles with the arrow still in the box, while laughing at the owners suffering.

Leona:?

Leona then noticed a note, stuck at the end of the arrow.

Grabbing it, she read it out loud.

Leona: " If you wish to battle, meet me at the location written on the letter - Miss Y".

Leona: And there's an address written below.

(Y/n): Hold on, let me finish these noodles.

Anna: Should we call an ambulance?

(Y/n): What for?

Anna: Him...?

(Y/n):.... Nah, he's fine.

Owner: Not really.

(Y/n): I don't care.

With that said, the four quickly left to face off Miss Y.

Telling their taxi driver the address given to them, brought the four to an apartment complex.

Entering the building they were taken to the 8th floor automatically by the elevator.

With an obvious route presented to them, they found themselves in a studio apartment.

It was completely empty, but that didn't stop a woman from appearing out of nowhere.

Wearing a black full bodysuit with a light green dress-like garment this purple-haired woman know as Miss Y stood straight in a corner of the room.

What drew everyone's attention was her long ponytail that went down to her feet and had a blade tied at the end of it.

With his hands in his pockets and an expression showing how little he was impressed her, (Y/n) took a few steps towards the woman.

(Y/n): You this Miss "Why" chick I'm supposed to beat up?

Miss Y: Call me Y.

(Y/n): Does it matter? You're just going to be called crippled at the end of this.

Y: Tell me one thing before we fight.

(Y/n): Ugh... What?

Y: Why did you hurt my friends?

(Y/n): Who?

Y: The other chiefs.

(Y/n): Ah... Something about a princess in another castle. I'm personally doing this for fun and strawberries.

Y: That's it?

Marcus: He's done worse for less.

(Y/n): My turn to ask something.

Y: What?

(Y/n): Where's your leader?

Y: Why would I tell you?

(Y/n): You won't be able after we're done here.

Y:..... Big ben.

(Y/n): Cool, now let's fight.

Removing his hands out of his pockets, he cracks his knuckles while Y takes a fighting stance.

Marcus: Hold up!

(Y/n): What?

Marcus: Let me set the mood.

Marcus reaches into his pocket and gets out his phone.

Leona: "Set the mood"? They're not having a romantic dinner, moron.

Marcus: You don't have to be a mean bitch...

With a tap of his finger, he pressed shuffle play and a Spanish guitar-like song began playing.

(Y/n): Tch, what did I say about none rock music!

Anna: Look out!

(Y/n): Eh?

Turning his attention back to Y, he sees that she swung her ponytail at him.

Without wasting any more time, he ducks back into a limbo position to avoid getting slashed by the blade at the end of her hair.

Then swinging his arms he regained his balance and stood up straight.

He was given no time to rest, however, for the moment he stood up straight he saw Miss Y's foot flying towards him.

Using the momentum from swinging back up, he headbutted her kick, making her fly back.

With a flip, she corrected her position to land on her feet. She then grabbed the blade at the end of her ponytail and prepared to dash straight towards the hellspawn.

Before she could dash straight towards, (Y/n) was already in front of her with a falling axe kick heading straight at her.

She attempted to use her little blade to help her deflect or at least block the attack but she was unprepared for the Hellspawn's overwhelming raw strength.

He knocked her arms downward and left her blade under his foot.

Y then swung her arms and hit (Y/n) sides.

It hurt him, but like all other levels of pain, it wasn't even remotely enough to make him stop.

With malicious intent, he uppercuted her off her feet. With her body weight and (Y/n)'s strength, it wasn't difficult.

Miss Y flew into the air but not far, for the blade attached to her ponytail was still under his foot.

This then caused Miss Y to swing down to the floor like a pendulum, smashing her face into the wooden floor.

Walking up to her, (Y/n) then stomped towards her head, yet Y managed to avoid the attack by rolling to the side.

Like trying to crush an insect, (Y/n) rapidly stomped the ground trying to hit Miss Y, but she kept rolling, causing her ponytail to wrap around her as she did.

Eventually (Y/n) stomped the ground with enough force to smash through it, temporary binding him to that spot.

(Y/n): Ah fuck!

Taking this opportunity to her advantage, she flipped to her feet and began spinning to unwrap her ponytail from around her body.

Once (Y/n) got his foot out of the floorboards by making the hole bigger, and Y had her blade ended hair free in the air, they were basically back at square one.

With Miss Y's blade swinging towards the Hellspawn's head.

This time (Y/n) raised his arm, causing her ponytail to wrap around it. Grabbing on to the hair itself, he pulled her towards him.

He then punched her, causing her to stumble back.

Then repeating this process, until her ponytail snapped, he won the battle by leaving Miss Y's face a bloody mess.

Y: Y...You m-may have beaten me... B-but you'll the cause... You'll never destroy... Scotch...

(Y/n):(yawn)

(Y/n): The final boss better be strong or at least fun to beat up.

Leona: Why did she say Scotch?

(Y/n): I don't know? Brain damage?

He then walks away.

(Y/n): Let's go end this. I want to do something challenging.

With that, they left. As the door closed behind them, so did the door to one of the rooms of the apartment open.

Trish: You just had to tell them...

Meanwhile near Big ben.

A tall, muscular man, with tanned skin and orange hair, was on the phone.

Man: Uh-huh... Don't worry. It's an easy job, to make some easy cash.

Man: When I'm done we'll go sightseeing. See you later.

He hangs up, then noticed a news report about four infamous rebels that have recently been hospitalized.

Man:?

Man:...(evil grin)

Man: So you're here too, eh?

Man: Good... I've been looking forward to a rematch with you... (Y/n).

Tiga: It's time for round 2.