One Last Stand for NATO

Ch 10: The Head and the Dogs...

That evening at the Takahashi Clan Main Estate, a few Takahashi Clan members were busy either cleaning around or burning the Grimm Hybrid bodies in a fire pit. Let's just say that Tomoe found a weakness to the Grimm Hybrids(GH) after killing the 200th one an hour ago.

The head.

Seems simple, right? Wrong.

Tomoe's katana and other blades couldn't cut the necks of the GHs. Even if she manages to get close to a GH, they have this annoying habit of either dodging the blade or blocking it with their hands. That was when they went from using 10% of their strength and speed, to 50%. The GHs were starting to put up a fight and even injuring a few Takahashi Clan members, but not Tomoe.

Oh no. Not her.

She had no trouble killing them all and now they feared the petite young-looking old Japanese woman. She had an uncanny ability to kill every GH that came within range, and her skill was unmatched. They could only watch in awe as she cut through the enemies like they were made of paper, and they knew they were lucky to have her on their side.

Tomoe watched sitting down with a cup of tea as clan members continued cleaning and burning the dead bodies, a faint smirk on her face. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction at how easily she had dispatched the GHs, and she was glad to be the Head of the Takahashi Clan.

But as a mother and grandmother, she was worried for her daughters and grandkids. They were far away in a different cities and were being attacked by the Grimm. She knew they were strong, but she couldn't help but fear for their safety.

Tomoe sipped her tea and sighed.

Tomoe:*Thinking* (I hope everyone is alright.)

She was snapped out of her thoughts by the sound of someone heading towards the estate via the trees.

Not a second too late Tomoe blocks five lightning fast strikes from a scorpion mechanical tail and stinger with her katana without batting an eye. She looks at her attacker who happens to be Tyrian Callows. A well known serial killer, and a major associate of Salem and part of her inner circle.

Tomoe raised an eyebrow at him. Wasn't he KIA'd by a ballistic missile back in 2033? However, as she looked him over he had prosthetics for his arms, legs, tail, spine, and stomach. Including the left side of his head, neck, and chest.

The pale scorpion Faunus man with gold eyes and a brown ponytail braided to resemble a scorpion's tail bursts into fits of uncontrollable, maniacal laughter as he looks at Tomoe.

Tyrian: My my my. I thought for sure I had you that time, Tomoe Takahashi. I'm impressed! Your reflexes are as sharp as ever, even at your old age.

Tomoe didn't say anything as many Takahashi Clan members quickly leave the estate. By orders of Tomoe herself from a look and nod. Tomoe knew from many sources that Tyrian is a psychotic incarnate and someone who wants to see the world burn. Tyrian appears to be a highly unstable, disturbed, maladjusted, manipulative, and a outright sadistic individual.

In other words Tomoe is somewhat seeing a mirror of what she and Takahashi Clan's history in the form of this man/Faunus/whatever.

Tomoe:*calmly* Hmm...So the rumors are true. Salem has a psychopath working for her.

Tyrian: Hm hm hm. So the great and powerful Tomoe Takahashi, the "Tiny Reaper", and the "Head T", is actually scared.

Tomoe: Hmm, nope. Not scared.

In a flash, Tomoe decapitates Tyrian without a sweat.

Tomoe: Just annoyed.

Tyrian's body and head hit the ground before exploding. Leaving nothing behind except for his Aura. Tomoe sheathed her katana and sighed, knowing that Tyrian was not the last she'd see of him...