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Chapter V: Raid Gone Wrong

Y/N's POV

I wore my hoodie on as to not draw attabtion to myself, pretending to play a game on a scroll I borrowed from the store, the store that is now burning. We could hear the sound of the cargo train as it drew closer and closer to our position. Me, Charlie and about 4 members of the Atlesian Mafia.

Me: Alright, on my cue. Try your best to grapple onto the train. You'll get both of us on the train, got it?

Charlie: Sounds like a good plan to me.

Charlie lined up the scope of Lobotomizer, aiming for a bar handle on the train. He breathed out... then fired.

Charlie: Grab my shoulder!

We both were sent flying onto the train. Colliding into a door which led into a storage car. Charlie awed at the amount of dust bullets as he began to collect some.

Me: No time for that Fisherman, we gotta commandeer this thing.

I called, Charlie grunted annoyingly as he left his growing stockpile of Fire Dust Bullets. Just then, we heard a grizzling cry of pain outside and the scrunching of flesh beneath the industrial strength of the train.

3 Mafia members entered the train car, all armed with Tommy Guns.

(Mafia Member)

MM: Sir? We lost Jackson to the wheels.

Me: Oh, Jesus...

I sighed, we now only had 3 guys left.

Me: Seriously guys, this is our first Dust raid. How could you guys mess up already?

I asked, bewildered. Charlie shrugged.

Me: Place some charges here. Our objective isn't to capture the train. It's to bleed the Schnee Dust Company dry.

The men nodded, took out some TNT and began laying it down. I entered the next car. Only to be greeted by 5 Atlesian Soldiers, a diner car.

Atlesian Soldier: THE ACE OF SPA- ughhh...

He cried, before I rushed up to him. Sticking my butterfly knife into his neck. I brushed him aside as the others drew pistols. I activated my watch detonator, which was currently wirelessly connected to my boot knife. The second soldier charged right into my clutches, getting a kick and a knife through the chin, his nose bled out as his eyes rolled into his skull.

The third soldier was forced to the ground by the corpse of his dead comrade, I used them as a foothold as I leapt towards the fourth soldier, whacking him with Ironwood's revolver. Pumping at least 5 Fire dust bullets into the body of the second one, I smiled as I impaled the visor of the fourth soldier, who twitches for a moment. Finally I fling my butterfly knife behind me, sticking itself into the chest of the third guard.

Me: Amateurs...

Just then, the door opened from the next car, revealing Winter Schnee. She looked at me, then the bodies of her dead underlings, before she scoffed and drew her Prussian Sabre.

Winter: You're dead!

Me: Are you trying to tell me that I'm going to die? Or are you amazed at how I'm supposedly alive right in front of you?