Robot Akame Ga Kill!

Chapter Forty-Three: Kill the Attractress

Braedey froze at the sight of this dangerous but beautiful woman. He felt his hand being held by an unknown force, preventing him from activating the Transformatrix. A barrage of questions started to circulate around his mind like an out of control river. His instinct screamed to him to transform to maybe something like Hardshell or Soundwave, but he couldn't. His will was shot. He was made aware of Esdeath's potential power. He was warned to not take her likely - but the problem was that he was not like the rest. He got lucky last time, but this time, he wasn't too sure. She was bound to be ready for any transformation thrown at her.

Esdeath was the same way. Here was this boy, frozen in place, was the guy who had beaten her submission. If he had the will to kill, he could have. She was at his mercy. To a degree, a string of fear started to loosen up a bit, but her pride, though strong, was dense enough to keep her composed. Both of them stared at each other, each waiting for one to draw.

"Braedey?" Esdeath said, her pride showing. "It's been awhile since we last fought."

Braedey snapped himself out of his stupor. "Yeah, been awhile."

"I see that you have gotten stronger." The General said. "Interesting, seeming that you have joined Night Raid."

"Wait... how did you...?"

"Nothing escapes my knowledge in the Empire. Whatever happens, be it in the woods, the North, the villages, it all comes back to me." Esdeath continued. "There's nothing you turn into that I don't know about."

"So pretty much, you're like Akame... but evil." Braedey deduced.

"Not so much evil, but a woman who's passionate at her job." Esdeath interjected. "And word for the wise; don't throw around evil like it's an ace card in a game of poker. Because in the Empire, someone may think that you are evil and doing wrong..."

"But you murder people out of artistic gain! For the thrill!"

"And you joined a gang of murderers who kill people for profit. Now, which one is worst?" Esdeath protested.

Braedey had to pause; he never thought of it that way. He knew they were assassins, but they were fighting for the right cause, at least that was what he was told.

~*~*~

Akame climbed up the cliff, worried about Braedey. He should have been able to transform into one of Soundwave's Minicons by now. What was taking him? She hid under a boulder far from the assailants, but close enough for her to hear the two. She watched and listened.

"Admit it. You're just as evil, if not far more reprobate, than what you advertise to yourself. Far more than Seryu in any way. And to be honest... I like that in a man." Esdeath said in a tender tone in her voice, causing Akame to tighten her grip on her sword's hilt. Her breathing deepened, heating up like Hotrod's flames.

"I am nothing like you." Braedey snapped. "And Night Raid, though I disagree on their tactics to carry out what they do, are doing a public good. From what I've been told is done in the Empire, there are officers raping and mistreating women, children being sold off to armies, and invading tribes, after tribes, after tribes. The group I'm associated with are not some random gang robbing the poor rich; they are patriots fighting to protect the people from the likes of you. And if that makes me a criminal in your eyes, then so be it." He lashed out. "But if you ask me, the only evil I see are the ones who follow unjust laws who enslave, rape, and kill innocent people every day damn. True evil is seen by people who are either complacent or participants of those in power who want control or destruction. And if I don't know no better... you're an active participant."