Strike Witches: Fallen Humanity

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He landed safely in the woods with his Horten, lighting up a lantern to see something more than 2 metres from him.
Bertrand was watching him with a camo tent, waiting to act.

Andrea: Helèn Bertrand, aka Chris Keera, I have an arrest warrant for your persona, coming from the Executive of the Secret Joint Service.
You will be sentenced to death by lethal injection in case of immediate surrender and collaboration.
You'll be treated as a prisoner of war, with the protection from the mob and the public services operatives.
You will be treated as a human, no unjustifiable violence will be used against you and you're regardings. This is your last offer.

"That kid, he believes so much in his words" she thought, slowly approaching him with a knife.

Helèn: Drop your lantern.

Andrea: Sure, I know you were a person of intellect, after all.

He dropped the lantern, the darkness completely swallowed him.

Helèn: Now they sent kids?

Andrea: You mean I'm not the first?

Helèn: They didn't told you, probably because you would have been to scared to be part of this.

Andrea: No... Actually they didn't told me this wasn't the first time.

Helèn: They sent you this time, thinking I'm not capable of killing children.

Andrea: I'm 13, in reality. So, how many people have you already killed?

Helèn: You're going to be number 32.

Andrea: 31... We're they all messangers?

Helèn: That's the way it seems.

She approached him behind him, covering her steps with the sounds of the forest. Her sharp knife was ready to stab again.

Andrea: You have refused 31 times to surrender.

And she made a step.

Andrea: This means...

And she was right behind him.

Andrea: ...That you already lost your privileges...

And she pointed her knife at his neck.

Andrea: ...And i can already treat you as we should...

And she dropped her knife on him. He blocked it quickly.

Helèn: Wha-?

Andrea: ...And so I'm going to do.

He kicked her leg, making her fall to the ground while he escaped from her morse.

Helèn: Argh! How did you-?

Andrea: I should have told you, I'm technically a Night Wizard, then let me light this up

He reached for the lantern, starting the fire again while she was getting up.

Andrea: And light it is.
So, bonjour madame.

Helèn: It's past 20 p.m., you idiot, it's "bonsoir".

Andrea: Ok... Bonsoir madame.
I came a long way here without my weapon, I want to have a peer fighting.

Helèn: Shut up and fight, kiddo.

Andrea: As you wish, bitch.

The fight lasted some minutes, ending in her leaving with her Striker Unit, well hidden in a bush.

Helèn: I'll be back, damned devil!

Andrea: Oh, no you don't escape!

He quickly wore his jetpack, flying in her direction.