Susano and Alice walked back to her apartment, enjoying the cool wind. An alleyway was in view, and it was the shortcut Alice used to get back home. It was quiet, almost as if it was the perfect time for Susano to spark a conversation.
"So uh, what's your favourite food?"
"Ah hehe, I love pasta. Something about the cuisine makes me feel tranquility!!"
"Oh? I like pasta too. But i'd have to say, i love curry the most."
"Really?--", as Alice spoke, Susano felt a presence, followed by a dagger that was in the trajectory of Alice.
Susano pushed her aside, taking the hit on the shoulder.
"SUSANO!!", Alice screams as masked men appeared from the alleyway, revealing that crest.
"Fucking assholes..", Susano flinched, looking at his shoulder.
"Stay here Alice. They were targetting you. Seems like they're not the talkative kind. Stay close."
"Dage. Trigger summon."
Once more, the plates moved around him and formed him armor. Dage moved to his right hand, but the dagger that pierced his shoulder subdued his handling. Susano was forced to use his left hand.
"Fuck. Ah, this is bad.", Susano whispered to himself, knowing that this has landed him a big predicament.
The masked men moved in quick paces, darting towards Susano. Swords clashed as a few other men made their way to him, not giving him space to breathe.
With only one hand to defend himself and Alice, it was a difficult situation for Susano.
Swords clashed again and this time it was clear that Susano has lost his momentum, constantly on defence. The battle of attrition is slowly wearing him out.
Alice stood very close to Susano, following his stride on defence.
Juggling between what it seems like 4 masked men, Susano started to feel the fatigue. But Susano noticed something unordinary, the masked men did not target Alice anymore.
"Alice, start running. Run as far as you can and if you are able to, get back to the safety of your home. They should not be targetting you anymore."
Aliced nodded without hesitation.
Seeing a space to run, Alice used the opportunity to get away from the masked men, running further into the alleyway to escape.
It was true, they stopped targetting her.
"Ah, you guys. So your target is me. Good. Very good."
The masked men could be seen smiling, and increased their barrage on Susano. Slowly, Susano start to get sloppy. His trigger light started to fade, signifying that he was about to lose his armor.
"Fuck."
The masked men increased their barrage and started getting actual hits on Susano. Wretching in pain, his legs started to give way, slowly falling to the ground.
Strikes after strikes, Susano finally succumbed to the fatigue.
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The Tale Of A Pervert || World Trigger OC
FanfictionThis is a story of a boy, who refuses to give in to failure and would press on knowing that he may not be able to win his battles.
