The Protector || MJ (TRV - Book 1)

7 | You Ain't Nothin'

~What's life without feeling alone?~

You Ain't Nothin'

"Sneezes are just so bad..." I complained as I sneezed for the third time in a row.

"Hold up...." I looked up from my gauges and started glancing around, wondering whether it would happen now or later.

"What," Michael complained, seeming to not sense that.

"Didn't you see something really off earlier?" Seeing his face on the camera, with his fedora covering his face, he raised his head up so his eyes revealed themselves, and seemed to know something - he had averted his eyes away from me.

"I think he's here. He's seen you." He? Who's "He"?

"Run. Hide. Don't engage. This is an order." If that was an order...

"I must find out his reasons... I will understand his agenda. You are my Protector, aren't you?" I moved my Gundam in the source of that feeling...

He's there. I stopped moving, to see a hooded figure. His red eyes were angry, bloodthirsty - they seemed to unforgiving, so murderous.

The definition of a killer.

"It seems you have found me, half-breed. I am Xandor."

"I wonder what makes you so grandiose, Xandor... Aren't you just a normal human being that's... just clothed in black?" His eyes glowed on my camera, and in one second, he was inside my cockpit.

"You're quite delicate for a half-breed. Have you found any other like you?" His gloved hand touched my cheek. His mask seemed to make his breathing sound as if he was on life support - rather, much like Darth Vader or Kylo Ren. Michael was already triggered. He was poised to strike, but he himself was stuck in the cockpit of his Sinanju. He could only watch from his camera.

"I definitely did not..." I pressed a button for the hatch to open and used Nevermore, a skill I learnt, on him. Xandor flew back, but I couldn't see any visible hole in his chest.

"Don't come near me, idiot. My body is not for you." On the edge of the hatch, Xandor just cracked his bones back into place and stood up. I sent Wing into the air and flew in circles trying to shake him off with the high G's, but he just stood there as per normal...

And that dark aura coming from him, it was stronger than Weiss'. Way stronger.

Definitely out of my league.

"You bastard!" Michael pushed Sinanju onto Xandor, squashing Xandor in the process.

Or so I thought. Xandor ripped off the left side of Sinanju's head, leaving nothing but ripped and torn head parts.

"This machine now looks beautiful. Shall I make it mine?" Michael retaliated by firing his rifle loaded with beam ammunition at him, but Xandor just absorbed that beam all by himself...

With no damage done to him at all. It seems Michael had started to panic, because he was using the Vulcan machine guns on his head, and retreating with his shield on defence. Oh my God, was he so rushed up.

"Michael, retreat! I will handle him." Readying my Buster Rifle, I placed my shield such that it defended my cockpit. Xandor's attention was on me now. I fired my first beam, leaving only eight more times of usage...