Big Bang

The boy looks at his gun.

'I've fired 7 shots. Means I have 2 more bullets in the clip. But this person dodges bullets even at such a close range.' The boy thought.

While looking at his gun, he speedily aimed his at Dante and fired.

Again, Dante just dodged it. And chuckled a bit at his sly attempt.

The boy, seeing his shot miss grunts and holstered his gun.

The boy got into a defensive stance. Holding one palm opened and the other his left closed, gripping a knife in a reverse grip.

Dante charged at him again and threw a right dab at his head. The boy tilted his head slightly, avoiding the dab, then tried to slice Dante's neck with the knife.

But Dante quickly pulled his right hand back and blocked the attack with his hand.

The kid goes for a liver punch with his right but Dante hits it away with his left then continues onwards to backhand the boys jaw with the back of his wrist  using that same hand knocking the boy's head up.

Dante doesn't end there, still securing the boy's knife with his right. He steps in close to the boy and elbows him in the chest with his left, the boy to stagger backwards.

He finally stops and stars at Dante before rushing at him.

Once he was close enough, he starts to throw jabs, also attacking Dante with his knife trying to cut and / or stab him.

Right, right, slash, stab, right, uppercut.

But Dante started skillfully blocking and redirecting all of the attacks, careful not to get cut or stabbed by the knife attacks.

As he blocked and redirected, Dante started to counterattack with his own jabs, punches, kicks, and feints.

Block, left jab, throat jab, duck, liver punch, block, weave, right jab.

This led to the trading blows at high speeds. Each person trying to one up the other. Aiming for the others' face, neck, rib, chest, groin, foot, etc, nowhere was off limits. Although, Dante refrained from any "unsportsmen like" attacks.

However, despite Dante abstaining from using any drity moves and being unarmed in the fight.

The boy was constantly being pushed back. Dante kept finding holes in his guard and always took advantage of it. Delivering jabs to his face, hooks to his ribs, punches to his chest, knees to his ribs, kicks to his legs, and so on. All the while, easily dodging and weaving and blocking to avoid the boy's attacks.

It looked like a fight between a skilled master with years of training going against an up and coming beginner.

The kid was being hit around. There was no other way to say it. It was a one-sided beat down.

The boy, despite having a knife, was covered in bruises and blood. While Black Ink did not have so much as a cut. They only concerning thing about him were his bloody fist.

Only it wasn't his blood.

Finally, Dante decked the boy in the face and sent him stumbling back and then falling on his face.

The boy pushed his chest up from the ground with anger. He was pissed because he was outmatched and beaten around like a ragdoll.

He coughed up blood. He looked down at the blood on the ground, which had already mixed with sand. As he looked down, soon blood started dripping from his nose onto the ground.

He growled intensely. A blue neon glow slowly fills his hazel eyes, and blue neon glowing veins start growing from his neck downwards.

'No. Not yet.' He reminded himself.

He had something planned, and using his quirk now would ruin it.

The glowing veins retreated and, along with his blue eyes, disappeared. Leaving behind a normal light chocolate skin and hazel eyes.

Dante approached him slowly step by step. The boy could hear his footsteps as he approached.

*STEP* *STEP* *STEP*

He stopped fairly close to the kid.

Then said in his distorted voice.

"Look kid."

Dante looked at his hand.

*CHUUW*

His ice claws protrude from his nails.

"It's being fun." He continues while raising his claws high in the air.

Staring at the boy like a beast watching its prey about to deliver the finishing blow.

'He broke my guns.'

'I'm might not kill him. But I'm going to make sure he curses this day.' Dante smiled behind his mask.

"But it's time to end this." Black Ink said.

He was about to bring down his claw on the boy. When the boy that had been laying down on the ground quickly got up and charged at screaming

"Aaaaahhhhh."

Knife in hand a last-ditch attempt to stab him. His knife was going straight for Black Ink's rib.

When the claw that had been raisen descended rapidly and grabbed a hold of the hand in which the knife was held thighly. Black Ink then intentionally dug his claws into the hand of the boy. So much so that blood poured out of each hole onto the ground.

"Mgghh" the boy groaned.

Black Ink chuckled his little attempt.

But Black Ink wasn't done. While tightly holding the hand of the boy, he twisted it and snapped the boy's wrist.

"Aaagggghhhh. FUCK." The child screamed.

Black Ink looked down at the boy, staring into his pain filled eyes .

Though he said nothing, his thoughts were conveyed.

Why struggle? You were no match to begin with.

His condescension was figuratively leaking out of him.

As he stared into this boy's eyes, which were holding back tears.

But then.

The pain turned into determination.

The boy's eyes lit up with a blue light. Blue viens rushed down the boy's body. Using his one and only good free hand, he reached down into his holster at incredible speeds, faster than he had ever moved and pulled out his gun.

Shoved it underneath Dante's jaw. And with his last and final bullet. At point blank...

*BANG*

Silence.