To Fort Yano (4)

<Author's note: The things (racism, sexism, political views, etc.) depicted or mentioned in this story do not reflect the real world and are purely coincidences. If they do, please keep in mind that they are simply for world-building and are only work of fiction. Thank you for your understanding.>

Licker, who was still crouching down like some sort of Spider-Man on top of the van with a Kris Dagger on his hand, was speechless of what he just witnessed that his brain was still trying to process what just happened.

And when he saw Nathan turn towards him and they locked eyes with each other, he felt a cold chill ran down his spine.

He knew that look.

It was a look of a person staring at a dead man.

He raised his right hand to conjure a spell.

Vooom!

"MSHIT, MIT'S MA PROPHET!" Long Hair shouted.

Beardie, on the other hand, charged at Zita who was standing with a lost and confused expression written on her face.

The spell that Licker was conjuring was [Fireball]. But seeing Nathan already very close to him, he canceled the spell and decided to turn and run away.

"Mjust mour mluck!" said Licker.

He was able to take two steps and was about to jump off the van when he felt something grab his ankle, causing him to land face-down on top of the van.

Bam!

"Mwhere mdo myou mthink myou're mgoing?" Nathan said and sneered.

Licker tried to get up and cut Nathan's hand with his dagger.

But before he even got the chance he was thrown to the side against a thick brick wall and then fell to the ground.

Wooh!

Bam!

Crack!

Thud!

"Blergh!" Licker coughed out blood and felt several of his bones were broken, some of which were even protruding out of his skin, that he couldn't move, not even his hands.

"Mstay mthere mand mbe ma mgood mlittle mdog," Nathan said as he pointed at him with a finger before turning to Zita, Beardie and Long Hair.

When Nathan saw the trio, he raised an eyebrow and said in Regisian, "Kid, really? Seriously? Are you fucking kidding me?"

Beardie was holding a Kris Dagger against Zita's neck.

Zita was wearing an expression that was a mixture with fear and confusion.

Long Hair was holding a Kris Sword and standing between Nathan and the two.

Nathan closed his eyes and shook his head.

'This kid… Sigh… I guess this is probably the end for her…'

'What a stupid kid…'

'Such a waste…'

"Don't move and surrender!" said Beardie.

"Mit's… Mit's ma Prophet… Mit's ma Prophet!" Long Hair murmured to himself and he tried to steady his hands.

"Mwhat mthe mfuck mare myou mwaiting mfor, myou mdumbass? Mkill mhim!"

Nathan opened his eyes and looked at Long Hair.

His face was written in fear and he was gripping the handle of his sword so tightly that his hands turned white.

Nathan's lips curled up into a smile. He spread his arms wide open and then started walking towards him in a casual manner.

"Myou mheard mwhat myour mcompanion msaid. Mwhat mare myou mwaiting mfor? Mcome, mkill mme."

"Mi msaid mdon't mmove!" Beardie said and pressed the blade of the dagger against Zita's throat and her face became even more fearful that she started to wet herself a little bit.

However, Nathan just continued walking.

Long Hair, on the other hand, charged at Nathan.

"HAAA!"

When he got to a comfortable range, he activated one of his spells, [Sword Stab], and aimed for Nathan's neck.

Tap!

However, Nathan easily evaded it and grabbed one of Long Hair's wrists.

Crack!

Tang!

Nathan crushed Long Hair's wrist, causing dropped his sword and cried in agony, "UWAAAH!!!"

Nathan rolled his eyes and grabbed Long Hair by the neck, squeezing just enough to silence him and then raising him up in the air and then said, "Mwhat ma mbaby. Meven mthe mkid mdidn't mscream mlike mthis. Myou mshould mbe mashame mof myourself."

"Ugh…" Long Hair was gasping for air.

Pah…!

Pah…!

Up in the air, Long Hair's arm with the broken wrist was flailing, trying to slap Nathan's arm away. Meanwhile, his other hand was holding onto Nathan's hand that was depriving him of oxygen.

Seeing Long Hair desperately gasping for air, Nathan sneered and that downstairs he became a little hard.

"MDROP MHIM! MI MSAID MDROP MHIM!!! MI MSWEAR MTO MGOD MI'LL--!" Beardie shouted and pressed the dagger against Zita's throat even deeper that her neck started to bleed a little bit.

Feeling the pain on her neck and mixed with the emotions that she was feeling right now, she started to cry and call out.

"SMAMAK! SMOMMYK! HUHU…! SHELPK SMEK! HUHU…!"

Pah!

"Ugh!" Nathan groaned.

Long Hair kicked him in the groin.

Angered, he grabbed one of Long Hair's leg with his other hand and then ripped him apart into two from his stomach.

Craaack!

Riiip!

Splash!

Drip…

Drip…

The sound of bones and muscles tearing apart echoed through the wind and the blood and guts of Long Hair fell to the ground.

Thud!

Thud!

Nathan dropped the two separated limbs of Long Hair.

Surprisingly, despite being ripped apart from the stomach, Long Hair was still alive.

"Heh~"

Bam!

Crack!

Nathan delivered a vicious stomp on Long Hair's head that his skull cracked open and its contents spilled all over the asphalt.

Spit!

Nathan spat on Long Hair's corpse before turning to Zita and Beardie.

Beardie was still holding a dagger against Zita's throat but wasn't pressing it anymore.

Zita, on the other hand, stopped crying and calling out for her parents.

Both of them stopped moving and were staring at Nathan like he was some kind of monster, something even worse than the zombies.

In Beardie's case, ever since the zombie apocalypse began, he has seen his fair share of violence, both from humans and zombies.

However, seeing Nathan, the level of violence he showed, it was different. It was on a totally different level.

For starters, he has never seen a human being rip another human being apart and not even blink an eye.

Meanwhile, in Zita's case, she too witnessed her fair share of violence.

And that night when Nathan was causing havoc at the Government Shelter in Burrow City, although she has seen the death and destruction laid out by Nathan, she was never seen him actually kill a person.

The closest thing she has seen Nathan hurt another human being in person other than herself where she received "training" was when he struck Sweet Dave with a sword for interrupting and threw Dylan against a wall for threatening him.

And speaking of Dylan, there was also the time how Nathan looked at her for "betraying" him.

As for the death of Leader, well, in her mind that was just an accident.

But for Licker and especially Long Hair, it was just pure brutal savagery that if not for the fact Nathan looked human, anyone who witnessed it would've already consider him as a monster.

Seeing Zita still being held hostage by Beardie, he rolled his eyes and then said, "Kid, what are you doing? Are you dumb or are you stupid? Didn't I tell you to remember about your power and not hesitate?"

Hearing Nathan's barrage of questions, she snapped out of her trance, albeit only half.

Her eyes began to well-up and she said, "Mister… Help me… Huhu…"

Beardie snapped out of his trance as well.

He pressed the dagger against Zita's throat once again.

"Mister… Huhu…"

"MLook, mman -- Mno, mi mmean, Sir Prophet, mi mdon't mwant many mtrouble manymore. Mi mpromise mi mwill mrelease mthis mchild mif myou mpromise mto mlet mme mgo mas mwell."

Nathan squinted his eyes and titled his head to the side.

"Mcome mon, Sir Prophet! Mneither mof mus mwant mthis! Mdo myou mwant mme mto mkill mthis mchild?! Mdo myou mwant mher mblood mon myour mhands?! Mthink mclearly! Mcome mon! Mplease, Sir Prophet!"

"Mister, I'm afraid… I don't want to die… Huhu…"

Nathan's lips curled up into a smile in amusement, causing him to chuckle before answering, "Kid, stop crying and cool your head. Think about your POWER and look around you. There are many TINY things here you could use to THROW."

'If this kid still can't understand something that simple and obvious, then there's nothing more I can do…'

'She'll be better off dead because things will only get worse as time passes…'

'The whole world has already become a place where only the strongest and most cunning will be able to survive…'

'To continue living with a stupid head will only prolong your suffering…'

Zita calmed herself down and thought about what Nathan just said.

Beardie wasn't really sure what Nathan and Zita were talking about but he knew that if he doesn't get Nathan to promise him to let him go as soon as possible, he was going to die.

He pressed the dagger against Zita's throat even further that she started to bleed a little once again.

"MI MSWEAR MTO MGOD MI MWILL --"

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

Ding!

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

Ding!

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

Pew!

Ding!

Pew!

About a hundred of tiny stones and other things suddenly came shooting towards at the three of them from all directions, passing through them and causing liters of blood to splatter in the air, especially Beardie who's entire body was quickly filled with holes.

In addition to that, the special effect of the Black equipment also activated which caused the 'ding' sounds.

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