A Hero and a Villain

Scene 6: He's Good.....

[Andeddo]

He blazed across the room, slicing the thugs limb from limb as he went. He cut one in half, another at the waist, and several others from stem to stern. When he finally got to the gang leader, he grabbed him by his shirt collar and pinned him to the ground with one knee, placing the tip of his katana at the man's throat.

"Time to check you off the list." he growled, impaling the guy through the jugular.

He slowly stood and took a deep, shaky breath, his eyes dulling. He fingered the tear in his black jacket sleeve, muttering under his breath, "Been awhile since I went on a rampage like that.....shame, this was one of my favorite suits....."

He glanced around and made sure all of the thugs were dead before he set down his katana in a corner, leaving it to clean later. Pools of blood streaked across the floor, and it was splattered almost everywhere in sight. But he had purposely made sure not to get any on poor Hitoshi, who, when he glanced back, looked utterly horrified at the sight.

He immediately felt bad, but he shrugged off the feeling, walking towards him. Hitoshi writhed and squirmed, but Andeddo reached forward and gripped his arm, stopping him, "Chill out, I'm trying to help you." He hesitated, and looked Hitoshi in the eye, "I'm going to take the gag off. I don't want to hurt you, but try to use your quirk on me and things might get ugly." He took a small kunai and cut the cloth off of his mouth, and immediately Hitoshi gasped, "Bloody hell!"

Andeddo backed up warily, but Hitoshi looked at him, biting his lip, "Yeah, shut up. Got it." Andeddo raised an eyebrow, "That's really the first thing you have to say?" Hitoshi thought for a moment, then answered, "Pretty much. I mean, mentioning the fact that you just butchered a shit ton of people—albeit bad guys—didn't seem like the best idea."

Andeddo sighed, "Well at least that's one thing I don't have to worry about." Hitoshi looked like he wanted to say something else, but thought better of it. Andeddo, being curious, said, "Go ahead. As long as you don't try to use your quirk, you're free to talk." Hitoshi perked up, slightly laughing, "I promise, I'm not that stupid." He paused, "Uh.....Reaper, right? Was.....that some kind of catchphrase back there?"

Andeddo shrugged after giving it some thought, "I think it's just a spur of the moment type of thing. I mean, I don't really have a catchphrase. That's a comic book villain thing. Though, I suppose the thought would be funny if we did." Hitoshi's face darkened, "So.....you're really a villain, then?" Andeddo chuckled, "Of course. What would make you think otherwise? I mean, I have a clearly villainous code name, I wear nearly all black, I don't hesitate to kill people, and I'm recognized in the criminal underworld. What's not obvious about that?"

Hitoshi clicked his tongue, "Ah, you have a point there." Andeddo snapped his fingers into a finger gun, "Exactly." Hitoshi held his breath as Andeddo paced across the room, collecting all the weapons and dumping them into a pile. "You know, you're awfully talkative for a murderous villain."

Andeddo dusted off his gloves, craning his neck to the side to talk to Hitoshi as he knelt down and emptied the ammunition from the guns. "Yeah, that's one thing I can agree on. For a cold, assassin-y kind of guy, I tend to be a bit too friendly with people." Hitoshi looked like he was deep in thought. "Heh, I'm just joking with you! You're the only non-villain I've had a friendly chat with during my errands."

Hitoshi's head whipped up in surprise, but the first thing he said was, "During your errands? You mean only during errands?" "Indeed. Unlike many of my associates, I have somewhat of a life outside of this job. Why else would I wear a mask?" Hitoshi nodded, "Meh, that makes sense."

Andeddo stood and turned to face him, "Speaking of, you're far too complacent, considering you're talking to this murderous villain." Hitoshi probably would have shrugged if gravity wasn't stopping him. "Eh, think of it this way. I'm chained up in the middle of an abandoned warehouse without any of my gear, and I'm up against a guy who could easily out-fight me. What choice do I have?"