Chapter 9

James hearing Natasha wanted a distraction decided to get creative with it

'If I just set a fire now it'll certainly cause a distraction but it'll also cause suspicion when another fire is started in the warehouse later, ah fuck this Hondo wouldn't stick to the rules so much, although I might lose some trust this is a great chance to make progress plus stealth was never my forte

James then stood up and took his blaster out of his inventory feeling the weight o the blaster he then let loose and started firing it in the sky while running away in the opposite direction of the Quinn jet and deeper into the woodlands up the mountain

"Natasha ill need a pickup after you're done," James said while trudging along the woods like a juggernaut not being stopped by the terrain even as the trees scrape against his unarmoured joints all while still firing in the air occasionally

Soon as he was nearly near the peak he could hear shouts and gunfire following up behind him as a small army of men with guns gave chase

"I guess it's time to have a little fun," said James as the men soon caught up to him and surrounded him, he let them fully surround him so he could use their fire to get as much collateral damage as possible

Then he sprinted towards the ones in front of him they let the bullets lose firing at James while he simply let his armour protect him, while the stray bullets found targets in the sheer mass of men there and let out plasma blasts with his blastor to target as many as he can but the ones who fell were simply replaced with more who came forwards

As he reached in front of the men they had already closed the circle more and tried to physically hold him down but that was futile as fully assimilating the Mandalorian gave him strength above that of the average man allowing him to drag them along with him as he advanced more while using his blastor and Vibro knife to kill several men

Soon the once-dry land under their feet turned to mud with the blood of the fallen cartel members and what once was a small army was slowly dwindling in numbers and all you could hear were screams of pain and the *pew* *pew* of James blastor echoing through the forest

Although this also came at a cost to James as where the beskar armour didn't cover was full of blood dripping down his boy making his black armour turn into a crimson red from his blood and the blood from his enemies looking like an unstopped demon in the eyes of the men

The remaining men who were surrounding him saw the others running and decided to join them as they gave up hope with the dwindling numbers just getting smaller

This caused many to run not fearing the repercussions the cartel would bring to them and their families as the fear overwhelmed their sense of reason and love for their families

They scurried away relentlessly getting back up when they trip on a branch or continuing to run even when their lungs feel like their burning as they feared the red bolt that would kill them instantly

Every time they hear the sound of it firing they feel like the Grim Reaper is hanging around their necks wondering if they were next

This left James just standing in the middle of the woods surrounded by many dead bodies encircling him

James stood there with barely any energy and releasing blasts into the ground to scare away any others approaching thinking that he could still kill them

He was protected in most vital areas by his armour but there were also armourless places on his body that were heavily damaged by bullets and knives like his shoulders and elbows.

James then fell onto his back into the pile of bodies while opening his system

When he opened his interface he got a barrage of messages

[level up]

[level up]

[level up]

…

[status]

Name: James Elring

Level: 11

Race: Human, Weequay

Age: 20

Titles: mercenary

Characters synced:

The Mandalorian 100% synced

Hondo Ohnaka 35% synced

…

James then closed out of his system wanting to rest due to his exhaustion

'It seems by going against the order Hondo's character sync increased a lot, I guess doing what you like is the pirate way, it feels a bit weird being a part of a different race, I'm just glad I don't feel any horns growing, I do feel like my skin is on fire but that might just be because of being hit by hundreds of bullets or my skin could be changing into that of weequays which means my skin should become tough, leathery skin resistant to desert environments and blaster fire. This would be helpful in fistfights or I'm assuming energy weapons will also be somewhat blocked because I'm sure there are not that many blastors in the Marvel universe.'

"Hello soldier I'm Bullseye, but you probably don't care about my name but you should because I'm going to kill you and take your armour, it seems quite nice" a man wearing his iconic supervillain look that points to the character's ill intentions, with its full-face cowl, black spandex and extended bullseyes forming the stripes on his collar and informing the white colour of his gloves and boots

James recognised the name of Bullseye one of the main antagonists of Daredevil, a freelance assassin who got so much pleasure from killing his enemies. He used mainly throwing knives and he was a master at using them, he also had often run-ins with the Punisher and Deadpool.

'This is going to be tough, I'm already exhausted but with the boost in progress with Hondo hopefully, it gives me enough energy to carry on, after all the weequays were mostly a tough, fighting race spread throughout the galaxy.'

James used his hands and pushed himself up from the pile of dead bodies barely finding his footing in the sea of bodies and took aim with his blastor which was still in one of his hands with his Vibro knife in another never letting go of them even when he was low of energy and strength

He got into a ready stance and was about to pull the trigger but a knife came out of nowhere and knocked the blaster out of his grip, he would've been able to hold onto it if he had enough strength but taking out an army exhausts even the best of warriors in the Mandalorian race

With the blastor, out his hand, he fixed his posture and got lower making Bullseye's target harder to hit and readied his knife in front of him to deflect any other incoming knives

Bullseye seeing this laughed a bit while flipping a knife up and down in the air waiting for James

Bullseye found it amusing the amount of effort he was putting in to survive, he was confident enough in himself not to lose to a tired man even if he did kill many of the men, but they had no skill in fighting but did succeed in tiring him out for bullseye to come along to finish it so he saw any effort as futile and humorous.