Future Defenders - Book 1 - Rise of the Murderers

Chapter 16 - Battle of the Killers

Rusty entered the Legends Hall having embarked on a quieter than usual massacre. It took them an hour to wake up after being hit in the head by that stone the murderer threw at them. They managed to make up some time, but were never able to catch up to the murderer. All they found was their trail of destruction. The big hole in the ground. That was a pain to get across. The lab missing from where it was supposed to be, with the only remanence on where it went being in the lava river bellow. And all the dead bodies.

Walking through main building of the Academy, there was no sign of any students. Rusty wasn't surprised by this, considering they'd probably be all dead. It had nearly been 2 hours since encountering the murderer. The main pillar room remained intact, but Rusty ignored it. There was a bigger issue to deal with in their eyes. Getting rid of that murderer. 

They entered the Legends Hall, however it was off. There was no birds singing outside, with the only sound being the footsteps of Rusty walking. The bright gold shining was gone and in its place, was a dark, eerie, blue colour. The sun had set long ago, however the moonlight was unable to shine through the windows. Rusty stopped where they always stopped when fighting Riley. Despite the darkness around, they still couldn't see him. They were the only person in the Hall.

Everything suddenly went black for a split second and in the middle of the Hall, was a sole person. Glowing red eyes was the only thing that gave out some light. The clothes were recognisable, the same as the encounter earlier.

"So, you're finally here. Not a a lot of killing I see."

"You're not going to get away again that easily this time."

"Oh, I don't need to. I'm more than ready now and I'm way stronger that before."

"Since this'll be our final dance, why don't you remove that mask of yours."

"Before I do so, any guesses."

"None, you're probably someone who's been watching on, too scared to do anything."

"Actually, I'm someone you know all too well."

The murderer removed the scarf hiding their mouth, giving Rusty a better view of their face. Through the darkness and shadows, the face became familiar and some things began to make sense.

"Riley? So it was you all this time."

"I'm a lil bit surprised you didn't figure out sooner."

"That means, you killed all your friends. Never thought you'd go that far."

"By the end of this, it won't matter. They won't  remember a thing. It hurt yes, but easily got over it."

"Guess you got desperate when I told this would be the last one. You might've extended your life."

Riley let out a sigh. "Enough talking, let's cut straight to the point."

In one slick movement, Rusty's knife went from their pocket to hand to prepare to strike. Riley stood there, silently. Jumper flapping in the wind blowing against him. Blank, dark eyes only being illuminated by the red rage deep inside of him.

"It could've been a beautiful day for us all, with the birds singing in the trees and the breeze blowing the grass. But instead, us killers are doing what we're called."

A blaster was immediately fired at Rusty, who was unable to move out of the way enough in time. It felt more painful than they remembered.

"Stings more than before doesn't it." Riley mocked. "They're no longer Mega Blasters. With their new strength, they're Death Blasters."

More Mega Blasters appeared as Rusty struggled to make their way through them, dying multiple times. As expected, they kept trying over and over again, eventually getting through a gap. Knife aimed at Riley, they were expecting him to dodge it. Instead, he stood there and took the blow. A small mark laid on his jumper where the knife had scraped against, with little blood leaving.