[Weak Hero X Reader] Romance 101 [OLD VERSION]

Desert Kingdom VS Demonic Knights Part II

The Grim Reaper barely managed to dodge in time. The bullet hit the wall, thankfully missing everyone in the cell.

"Did you honestly think I would fall for such a simple trick?" Erik asked as he reentered the room. "Though, I will say that I am shocked that you're here. Has the Desert Kingdom decided to expand to South Korea now? Hate to break it to you, but this area belongs to my Demonic Knights,"

The Grim Reaper pulled out a gun he had stolen from one of the goons he had knocked out and fired a shot at Erik.

Erik easily dodged, having expected it. "You know perfectly well that I have the upper hand," He glanced at the Union members. "Wait, did you actually come all the way here just to save them?"

The Grim Reaper fired another shot in response.

Erik laughed evilly. "Since when did you care about other people? You're a murderer that only cares about your own survival, just like me and the rest of the people in the underworld!" He fired several shots.

The Grim Reaper deflected them with the blade of his scythe. 'Normally I would just dodge, but if I do that in this situation, the Union members could get hit,'

"Judging by the fact that you're here alone means that you're the only Desert Kingdom member in the area," Erik deduced. "You came here by yourself. It wasn't for an official mission. The stupid crocodile would never send you against the entire Demonic Knights mafia by yourself. You would have a team with you,"

'Why did the Reaper decide to come and save us?' Donald thought. 'The Reaper is acquainted with Alistair and possibly acquainted with Wifey. Those two must have ordered The Reaper to save Jake. He'll only rescue Jake and leave everyone else to die,'

Erik fired the rest of the bullets and while the Grim Reaper was focused on deflected them, Erik lunged forward and kneed him in the stomach. "I'm quite disappointed in you, [Your Name] [Last Name],"

"S-Sis?" Jake called out. 

The Grim Reaper crumpled to the floor, unmoving. Erik crouched down and tapped the Grim Reaper's mask. "Oi, don't tell me you're unconscious already. You've gotten much weaker, [Your Name],"

Donald grabbed Erik's wrist through the cell bars. "Don't you fucking touch my Wifey!"

"Who are you to order me around?" Erik easily got out of Donald's grip and in return, broke Donald's fingers. "And you called her 'Wifey'? I'm surprised she got a husband. I never pegged her as the type of fall in love,"

'I can't do anything!' Donald cradled his broken hand. "Stay away from her!"

"And why the hell would I listen to you?" Erik mocked. "You can't even save yourself. Do you really think you're in a position to save [Your Name]," He pointed his gun at Donald. "I wonder how she'll react to me killing you,"

Donald glared back at him.

"GAH!" Erik yelped when he felt a knife stab into his foot. 

The Grim Reaper headbutted Erik's chin and knocked the gun out of his hand, which also caused his mask to fall off. [Your Name] attempted to deliver an axe kick, only for Erik to block, grab her leg and throw her across the room.

"So you've still got some fight in you," Erik smirked and pulled the knife from his foot. 

'I need to save them...' [Your Name] got back up and took out another knife. 'Jake...Donald...if I die here, then those two will die for sure,'

The duo began to exchange blows, a mix between punches, kicks, cuts, and stabs. [Your Name] suffered multiple hits, but she also managed to land some attacks on Erik. Erik was still grinning confidently though. 

"You really think you'll be able to escape here alive?" Erik mocked. "I'll offer you a deal for old time's sake: work for the Demonic Knights and I'll let your friends live,"

[Your Name] didn't hesitate to continue to attack, ignoring the offer.

"Hey, hey," Erik said. "You're not even going to consider my offer?"

'He'll just kill them either way,' [Your Name] thought. 'I need to at least buy enough time...'

"Your movements are slowing down. You're tired from dealing with my henchmen earlier," Erik effortlessly disarmed [Your Name] before knocking her to the ground and kicking her multiple times in the stomach. "You should just accept my deal, [Your Name]! Do you honestly think your husband loves you? You're a murderer! You've killed people before! You've robbed, blackmailed, and even tortured people!"

"Liar!" Jake denied. "My sister wouldn't do those things!"

"Sister?" Erik turned to him. "She doesn't have any family. She's just a loner. She only cares about herself. She killed so she could survive,"

'Even if they hate me...I still want to save them...'

"Hey, [Your Name]'s husband, what about when you guys get a divorce?" Erik pointed out to Donald. "She'll just kill you because you'd be a liability,"

"She and I already broke up, yet I'm still alive" Donald said. "Besides, she had many chances to kill me, but here she is she's rescuing me," 'And Jake,'

Several gunshots rang out and Erik fell to the ground. Multiple bullets had struck his back. "W-What?"

"Hey fuckface!" Alistair shouted. Many mafiosos were with him. "Don't act like you know [Your Name]!"

"Alistair..." [Your Name] shakily stood back up.

Alistair gave her an annoyed look. "Did you seriously knock me out with a taser?"

"I didn't think...help would arrive in time..." [Your Name] smiled weakly.

The mafiosos picked the cell lock and released the prisoners. The Union members were still injured, but none of them were as injured as [Your Name] was. "Sis!" Jake ran up to his sister. "Come on, we need to get you to the hospital!"

"Wifey," Donald put his not-broken hand to her cheek. 

Another gunshot rang out. "Since I'm...gonna die..." Erik smirked. "I'm dragging [Your Name] down with me to Hell!"

The bullet had hit [Your Name]'s chest and she coughed up blood, collapsing to the floor.

"ERIK YOU BASTARD!" Alistair fired several rounds at him.

But Erik had already known he was going to die and continued to laugh and grin. The smile didn't disappear even after his heart stopped beating.

"Wifey?" Donald was still in shock, not having realized what had happened. "W-Wifey?"

Flights from either US to South Korea or Italy to South Korea are minimum around fourteen hours commercially. Since the Desert Kingdom owns a private jet, it probably took a few hours less. The Union meeting was sometime in the morning and this battle took place sometime at night. 

If Alistair and the Desert Kingdom hadn't arrived, the Reader would have definitely died. Then the Union school heads and Naksung would have died too.