In the rubble.

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Standing in front of you was the masked man, you watched his movements carefully, but stepped back. Only to run at him at full speed. As you in an arms length away, you saw how his arms were about to move. Quickly you dropped down, sliding under him. Jumping up to you feet, you took the opening you had. Reaching your arm out and brought it back, wrapping it around his neck.

It seemed like you had the advantage at the moment, but you were dead wrong. Masky swiftly brought is hand to your arm. He lean forward, bringing you with him. It was only a matter of seconds you found yourself on the ground. Pushing your elbows to get up, Masky quickly picked you up by the collar of your shirt. It all happened so fast. Speed, speed is his strength.

As you were trying to think of ways to defeat an enemy who has highs stats with speed, the area around you spined. No, it wasn't, you were. Masky then pushed with force, letting go of your shirt.

You flew in mid air for a mere seconds. A sudden pain run through your back, and boy did it do some damage. A few moments it was hard to breathe. With each gasp for air, it felt like fire in your lungs. As you were trying to get to 100% battle ready, you tried to think of a battle style that might help. Perhaps confusion. The art of sneak attacks. Then you remembered that you didn't have to stay in that one room.

Once you felt like you were good to go again, you got back to your feet. Luckily, Masky was being polite enough to wait as you recovered. What a gentleman. Looking around, you spot three exits.

"Ready?" His voice said, slightly muffled by his masked. You simply nodding as a response. This time, Masky took the first attack. He ran at you like a tiger after it's pray. You turned away from him, and ran to the wall you hit earlier. At this moment, it seemed like Tim had the advantage, however, you had a plan. You stepped onto a large piece of rumble and pushed up with your legs, sending you about 1 foot into the air. Before you feet collide with the ground, you use your right foot to push off the wall. Looking down, you saw the dark haired male in shock. Landing, you made a sharp left into the next room.

Room after room, you tried to outrun Masky, hoping to tire him out. With each turn, it seemed he was closer to you. Clearly, this wasn't working as you hoped. You decided to climb the rumble and hide. You stayed as quiet as possible. Slowing down your breathe even, to make it almost like nothing.

Tap. Tap. Tap. You could hear every step he took.

Tap. Tap. Tap. That sound was in sync with your heart beat.

Tap. Tap. Tap. It was growing louder and louder.

TAP. TAP. TAP. TAP. TAP.



....Then it stopped. Peering out behind the rubble, you saw Tim. He was right were you wanted him. You pushed off, catching his attention. You were about to reach your target, but he had other plans. In one swift movement he grabbed your leg and swung you 180°. As your side hit the wall, you knew what you did wrong. You were cocky from the last fight. Your body hit the floor, face ageist the cold ground. You didn't want it to end here. You wanted to be strong. Strong for yourself. Strong for you family. With that final thought, you used you last bit of strength to get up. A new burning passion in your eyes. Your breathing was heavy, however, you were ready to fight. At least that what you thought. Your legs gave in, and you fell to the ground. Maybe you really were weak.

Thus, everything went black.

Masky's POV

Once we got (Y/N) into the mansion to rest, Hoodie, Toby and I decided to talk. "She d-doesn't seem all th-that tough," Toby commented. I let out a sigh.

"I have to agree. But she does seem to have some strategy," I pointed out. She did take down Brian after all.

"Let's j-just hope she g-get's better. I w-want a real fight," Toby smirked slightly. Twitching here and there. Toby may be annoying, and an idiot, but he's tough. It going to take a lot to take him down. And once (Y/N) can, I think she'll be ready for what the boss has for her. Good luck (Y/N), you're gonna need it.

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