Ace of Spades: Evil Male Reader! Insert {Volume 2} UPRISING

Chapter XIV: Dulling the Diamond pt.2

A/N: Might have to add another name on the Ace of Spades poem soon... 😈

Me: 'That stubborn girl still chooses to fight... What motivates her?'

I ask myself. Diana relentlessly swung her claws at me, I dodged every single one of them. Semblance-ing myself behind her and body slamming her a few feet away from me, the wind of another passing subway metro train filled the car as my h/c coloured locks fluttered in the wind, as well as Diana's crimson hair.

Me: Give up Diana, there's just no hope for you... I know your fighting style, I know how you operate and your aura level is far below mine. Succumb to your fate bestowed upon you by me.

Diana; Who are you to judge who lives and dies?!

She asked, trying to find an answer.

Me: This is beginning to sound like Death Note...

Diana: Fuck you Kira-wannabe I say what I want. Plus this whole damn thing seems a bit like Death Note since the beginning.

She slipped an ice-dust canister in her claws. Her blades morphed to baby-blue. Hm, my one weakness.

Me: Ice dust eh? You really don't like to play fair.

Diana: As if you play fair either, with your OP semblance, and your golden tongue.

Me: Considering those, yes I regard myself as very gifted. In fact, I'll let you have the first shot at this, I'm a gentleman at heart really... I'll make things tip a bit in your favour.

Diana smirked, rushing me. I flipped over the blades that were pulsating blue. She spun around as I was scratched on my calf, ice formed around my leg as I was disabled from using my semblance.

Me: You know I let you do that...

Diana: Nevertheless. When I'm done with you, you'll only be a blood stain under the bus.

She confidently retracted her claws, brushing her hair to the side and raising her fists... I too did the same.

She threw a left, I caught it. Then a right to my ribs, I try and ignore it. I knee her in the stomach and fling her towards the edge of the hole made in the train by herself. She gasped as I grabbed her arm and twisted it around. She also tried turning with her back facing me, but I held it with a firm grip.

Me: Nice try dear.

I said with a gentlemanly tone in my voice as I crushed her claw weapon on her right arm with my bare hands. I kick her to the ground as I see that one of the subway's rapidly spinning wheels are exposed. I grin mischievously as a brutal idea came to mind.

Diana: N-no! Please don't!

She caught wind of what I'm planning. Oh well, it only gives them a glimpse of what'll happen to them. She tried to extend her left claw weapons, but I anticipated this... Grabbing it as well and using the train wheels as a makeshift medieval sword sharpener, slowly grinding her blades so they are nothing more than a fancy device on her wrists. Making the wheel itself almost red-hot in the process.

Me: I might say that pretty face of yours kind of looks dull today... Perhaps you should sharpen it.

Diana: NO! NO!