Cutting the Cards: Ace of Spades X Scissorman Crossover (Collab)

Chapter 4: The Escape

Now both handcuffed with their arms in front, The Ace of Spades and Scissorman still shot deadly piercing glances as each other...even then they both knew what they had to do if they were both getting out of this unscathed... well a little less unscathed than they already are now.

Police Officer: Yeah, this is Jefferson. We have a... I don't know how to describe it... It seems like two youths have gotten into some sort of road rage AND a murdering spree. We have unfortunately confirmed one casualty... and a few injuries.

One cop was left to tend to the two boys leaning against the hood of the car, he sporadically looked between his fellow colleagues and the two he was guarding. Ace came up with another plan, a risky maneuver at least. They have not applied the handcuffs to the legs yet, and Ace's watch was still within reach.

The Scissorman on the other hand was writhing around under the grip of the metallic handcuffs, Ace knew that even if he escaped captive of the police, he'd still have the Scissorman on his tail the whole entire time and he knew that was not something he could afford to handle for long.

Ace: His fighting style... I cannot comprehend, the various semblances he possesses... or probably even just one... No, I cannot leave him here, doing so will probably cause him to form a personal vendetta against me, or at least that's what I think he'll do. It's better to try and befriend The Scissorman. His unpredictability, a perfect enemy of mine. I have to make a deal with him if I am to survive in this new world...

The Scissorman on the other hand was also thinking about what to do, but the interference pf the voices in his head tore him apart on what the next course of action should be.

Break out of these restraints! Like we did at that mental hospital one time!

Eat! Eat through them! Then kill the enemy! I hunger for Iron! Whatever type it is!

Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!

*hums a random tune*

Maybe we should ask what the boss thinks...

Scissorman: I'm gonna bite your throats! Collect the blood in a can and paint 'Fuck you!' with an arrow pointing to your corpses!

Nevermind, he's lost it again.

Suddenly, the Scissorman heard the cop guarding them cry out in pain. Dropping his gun. The Scissorman turned to his side to see the Ace of Spades with his deadly shoe knife out, stabbing the Officer repeatedly in the foot. Ace turned around and kicked the officer to the ground with the knife he had used, killing him instantly turning himself to ash as he escaped the handcuffs. The other officers tried to shoot back at him, but Ace drew his revolver as quick as lightning, diving behind the cop car they were previously held on. The Scissorman quickly saw opportunity and too dove behind the car for cover from the bullets as his aura regenerated.

Ace: Truth be told, I could have just done that already... and left off without a trace of my presence. But I wanted to gain the attention of the Scissorman, perhaps if he sees my skill at fighting... there's a slim chance his obviously damaged mind can process that we can put aside our differences for both our safety... Considering that he even cares about his own safety.

The Scissorman dug through his pockets as he tried to find something to cut through the cuffs. All the while the voices in his head conversed with each other, a conversation that got the Scissorman thinking.

Could we possibly work together?

Can we?