A few more years passed and a now scarred, 18-year-old YN was sitting at a local bar he knew tiring his aching body, passively sipping his drink to savour the taste. YN feeling bored and tired moved his glance from the table to the television on the nearby wall. To his amusement, the tv program was showing the recent replays and highlights of the apex games. It would be a lie to say that YN wasn't interested in the games, it was the perfect way to show off your mother's work and name thing is, YN didn't know how to get in. YN groaned before dunking his forehead to the table with an audible thud for a few moments shutting the world around him off until the sound of a gunshot and screaming caught his attention, YN's head perked up immediately and turned around to the source to find that a muscular, rather wealthy looking man, had shot a man dead right in front of him with everyone else rushing out in a panic.
YN chose to turn back around and pretend he didn't see anything, keeping his ears sharp, an audible pair of footsteps can be heard going in his direction. before YN knew it, a hand slammed down on the table beside YN in an attempt to spook him. YN only sighed quietly in disappointment before violently stabbing his hand in place with his knife in one swift movement the man yelled in pain but YN quickly shut him up with a right hook. YN then grabbed the knife before spinning and performing a back kick straight to the ribs to get some distance while the now bloody man was reeling back from the damage he just received, YN leapt forward and delivered a palm strike directly to his right cheek. Wanting to keep the pressure, YN grabbed the man's shirt and yanked it towards him dealing a mass headbutt "oof that's gonna be a bitch to deal with later" YN regretted in his now aching head.
YN quickly leapt back to recover still facing the now bruised and bloody man, his nose and hand practically pissing blood. YN was slightly impressed that the guy wasn't unconscious at this point. YN chuckled then placed his hand by his ear in a speak-up fashion. "what's that? I couldn't hear you over the sound of your ass getting kicked" YN taunted despite panting heavily. YN sharply noticed the man's good hand both shaking and reaching for his pistol "I'll kill you, you fucking, stupid bastard!" The man finally yelled unloading his mag in YN's direction. YN instinctively mantled over the round table behind him pushing it over for cover. "Die die die you piece of shit why won't you die!" The man was practically screaming at this point but YN could bearly hear him over the sound of gunfire and his cover wearing thin.
With much distaste and desperation, YN stared at his wrist debating on whether he should use it or not if he did, YN risks downing the whole building and him in it, if he didn't everything YN did and went through would all go to waste "damn it s'pose there's no other choice" YN cursed to himself. YN whilst still crouching for cover, stretched his arms in an A shape spraying the ground in flaky, crimson power before raising his hands just above his head shutting his eyes as tight as possible slammed his hands down snapping both his fingers in a mass explosion knocking YN cold.
A few minutes passed and YN, now writhing in pain from his injuries, opened his eyes to find the wooden bar on fire YN could help but start to sweat due to the flame's heat. YN was starting to struggle to breathe from the smoke reaching his lungs before hacking a lung coughing. " Well I'll be damned to hell and back, all this for one bloke?" Announced a deep yet silky voice, YN turned his head to the voice to find a strangely wrinkled yet muscular man dressed in a white, sleeveless vest with aged and unkempt hair and beard of the same colour, approach YN without a single care for the state they're in "Gotta say, kid, ya made name for yaself, got some real potential too, here" the elder lent a hand as YN reciprocates, in one quick movement the elder lifts up YN on his legs with ease and YN feels something flat in his hand and finds a red and white card with an emblem of a ram's skull in the centre of the card. YN looks back to the elder who gave it to him "head to gaea and show 'em that card they'll handle the rest" the elder then turned around and walked out of sight. YN still confused runs out to follow but is greeted by the outside breeze of the night without anyone to be seen. YN simply looks back at the card before closing his fist and staring up at the moon with only one thing on his mind " it's official next stop...The Apex Games"
(Kia ora fellow readers and thank you for reading this chapter as YN is officially heading to the apex games woooo and I'll see you next time on a bullet to Peirce the heart- random dude on the internet)
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A bullet to Pierce the heart (Vantage X male reader)
FanfictionYour mother was a well known engineer and criminal and was due aboard the GDS Vantage, but passed during an unexpected attack on your planet. In order to honour your fallen mother's name, you join the apex games and surprisingly, feel an emotional a...
