This is a work of fan fiction based on Invincible and OPM, created by their original authors. I do not own any of the characters or settings from the original work, and no copyright infringement is intended. This fanfic is created solely for entertainment purposes.
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Whoosh... whoosh... whish...
"Rhaah!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The bludgeon of the melee weapon rattles that of the poor object at the other end. Her two hand grip her weapon with agitation. Rage wasn't what you would call the emotion that bubbles within the warrior's stomach.
"Raah! Rwaaah! How about this?!"
The training dummy, designed for weapons testing, had its metallic torso hammered repeatedly with tremendous force from the mace. Bashing against the reinforced material with devastating purpose. Dents began to appear and the dummy becomes visibly deformed.
Whoosh! Bam! Whish! Thunk!
But that didn't stop her swings for even a moment. A drawing of an-egg shaped face was etched with maker. Its stupid dead eyes marked on its head seemingly always kept face forwards to its attacker.
Grrr... RHAA!!
She roared and her mighty weapon slammed into the shoulder area. The dummy's shoulder caved in of itself and its head snaps closed over the head of the mace.
The egg shaped face still looked back at her with its uncaring expression. This only made the woman raise her mace up, together with the grasping dummy.
"I... Am no... WEAKLING!!!"
WHOOSH! BOOM!!
From the air, she contracted the muscles in her arm. They tighten and bulge before the contained potential energy sprang loose and the dummy met the floor with no mercy.
What was once a human-like figure, now turned to a mess for garbage collectors to take and salvage. Chunks and pieces litter the floor. The droplets of sweat from the woman's body drizzled all around the room from her movements.
The head, with all she did to mangle the dummy, rolled under her and gaze up at her. Her face was a sweaty blanky canvas, then her fanged teeth showed as she snarled.
THUNK! CRASH!!
Her thick leg swings forwards in a blur and the kick sent the head flying across the room. Then it crashed to the only table in the room. Collapsing from the impact.
"Haa... Haa... Haa... D#mn it" She grit her teeth and hands balled into fists.
The memory of the fight replays in her mind and the words that struck her. Words from a man she refused to acknowledge. A flash of a memory came to her mind was the unbothered figure of a bald man.
---Flashback---
War Woman swung her mace over head, aiming to crack Saitama's skull open. The bald man in response to her advance, simply stepped to the side. The head of the mace hit noting but thin air and Saitama was standing near her shoulders.
"Cool prop man, your really selling the look." Saitama commented
"This is not a prop! Rwaah!"
She followed up quickly with an uppercut swing to the chin, which the bald man leaned backwards to avoid. Arms remained crossed over his chest and feet shuffling backwards to maintain a 2 meter distance as War Woman kept advancing. Swing after swing, all near misses due to Saitama swaying to the left and right. Ducking slightly to let the mace pass over his head horizon tally, and side steps again when the female hero did a gut wrenching front kick.
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