Reality Under The Apple Tree -- A DDLC Fanfiction

Chapter 8 : Farewell Under The Apple Tree

I shivered.

That person is Ernest, the notorious leader of division 11. He is infamous for being mean to his colleagues and brutal to his enemies.

And now I am both.

'I knew you can do this. That is why I didn't shoot you earlier. I value talented soldiers like you.' Ernest said as he walked a few step towards me.

'Hey! Don't come closer! What do you want?' I shouted while pointing my P90 towards him. I hope he doesn't know I ran out of ammo earlier.

Ernest halts. 'Well, I was ordered to bring that chick in, alive.' He said with an intimidating smile. 'However I wasn't instructed to make sure you are alive as well.'

'Don't you dare calling Monika a chick again! If you want her, you will have to get through me!' I shouted angrily.

Ernest circles me for a while. 'It seems that you had run out of ammo.' Ernest said. 'Or else you would have put a bullet in my head long ago.'

I tried my best to keep an intimidating look on my face. Deep down I am scared because my previous bluffing did not work.

'Well, I do believe in fairness and equality.' Ernest laughed as he discarded his assault rifle. 'Fist fight.' He ordered while throwing more of his equipments away.

'You asked for it.' I replied. I clench my fist and prepared myself for a fierce battle.

Neither of us made a move for the first minute. We fought each others in simulations before. Ernest won most of the time, but I am the only one in the entire militia that can have a win rate of 40% against him. The odds are certainly not favorable but 40% is way better than 0%.

Another few seconds have passed. Ernest grows impatient as he slowly approach me. I lock my fist and prepare to give him a greet in the face. We are barely two meters apart when I suddenly let out a scream and charge towards Ernest.

Ernest blocked my first few attacks. He returns favor by delivering powerful blows towards my torso. I dodged. Ernest is older and more physically powerful than me so I cannot take his attack head on. I have to take on him strategically.

I circled around him by 180 degree and landed a successful punch on his back. He groaned and turned around to grab me. I wasn't so lucky this time and he threw me towards that pillar.

I did a backflip mid air and avoided hitting that pillar. Ernest charges towards me as I regain balance. Once he is close enough I throw a few more punch onto him, in which he blocked all of them thanks to his robust arm.

He tries to punch me back but I slide across his leg to his back. I know the only thing Ernest cannot beat me is my agility. Before he can turn around, I step on his back and pushed him with my feet. He falls onto the ground and I aim my fist straight at his face. Ernest barely dodged this by rolling to his left and my fist slammed into the ground, cracking a few bricks.

Ernest stands up and rush towards me once again. I jumped back a little to create a buffer zone. I had a plan now.

I raise my arm above my head and slam them towards his head. As expected, Ernest blocks my attack by grabbing both of my arm, leaving his torso region defenseless. I then kick his stomach with every energy I have. The plan worked as he backs off a few steps, groaning in pain. Of course I am not going to stop here. I dash towards him and punch him with my left fist. The punch landed right onto his nose, breaking his cartilages and causing him to bleed.

This is it. I directed all my energy to my right fist and aimed at his forehead. This attack should knock him out. I am sending my fist forward when......