Chapter 39 — THE DEADLY THREE
The trees cracked beneath the weight of footsteps and tanks. Sirens echoed no longer. Now came the drumbeat of war.
Trice stood atop the tank, wind brushing through his short, jet-black hair. His eyes locked on the mansion.
"Deadly Six, huh? It's only three. Let's see what makes you bastards so deadly."
Lilith stepped forward first. Her bloodied bat slung across her shoulder. Her grin was wicked.
"You know, you guys brought a whole ass army. Just to die in the woods. How pathetic."
Cainen cracked his neck.
"All this firepower... and not a single one of y'all brought a real fighter."
Kaito didn't speak. He just stepped beside them, the glow from his wrist sigils beginning to pulse. One blinked red, the other black.
The BlackOps moved first. Trice pulled his guns. In a flash, an entire wave of desert eagle bullets unloaded.
Lilith moved like a ghost. She flipped over the barrage, landing on a car and caving it in with a swing of her bat. Metal screeched. A cop screamed.
Cainen roared.
"LET'S GO THEN!!"
He charged in fists blazing—one punch shattered a riot shield and sent the guard flying like a ragdoll.
Kaito breathed in.
"RAC...
EVIL TWIN: DMK."
A pulse of black smoke exploded out of him.
DMK emerged. Shadowy, tall, grinning with wide empty eyes. He cracked his knuckles.
"These hands are all u gonna feel."
The forest erupted into madness.
Lilith spun midair, crashing into cars like she was dancing with death himself.
Cainen threw punches that cracked the doors and engines of cop cars.
DMK fought barehanded, ripping through soldiers with ruthless technique.
Trice leaped in. running serious face.
He moved like lightning.
Cainen turned. "YOU!"
Trice grinned. "bitch"
He fired a micro SMG that barely missed.
Kaito countered with a chain swipe.
Trice dodged and lunged forward, punching Kaito in the jaw. Kaito slid back, wiped his lip.
"Haven't been hit like that since being a kid."
Lilith joined the clash. Her bat swung, but Trice blocked with his forearms alone. Sparks flew.
Trice's grin faded. "You're annoying."
Lilith cackled. "Wait 'til I kill your whole FaMilY and LOved OnEs."
DMK vs SWAT ELITE
DMK clashed with the elite squad. One soldier tried to shoot—DMK caught the bullet with his teeth. Flicked it back. Headshot.
He took on five more. Dodged. Weaved. Laughed.
"Too easy."
The tank fired.
It hit the mansion tho not fully.
BOOM.
Cainen screamed. "OUR HOUSE!! YOU BASTARDS!"
He turned red. His fists ignited.
"Time to die."
He bulldozed the tank, jumped on top, ripped the turret off, and hurled it into the sky.
Trice activated his RAC: Shadow Echo.
Five clones spawned.
They rushed in. Cainen, Kaito, Lilith stood back-to-back.
Lilith: "I take left."
Kaito: "I got center."
Cainen: "I got the right."
They moved like demons.
Bodies dropped. Blood splattered.
The BlackOps fell back.
Trice, bloodied, panting, stared at them. He pressed a comm on his ear.
"Mission failed. Send retrieval."
He glared at Cainen. "I'll be back."
DMK laughed. "Bet."
The battlefield cleared.
Silence returned.
Kaito collapsed to his knees. Lilith ran to him.
Cainen looked around, fists smoking. Then smiled.
"We still deadly."
TO BE CONTINUED.