16 Training the new Anarchis (2/2)
”Vincent unhurriedly stepped towards them, he seemed to be a devil ripe from the pits of hell.
He smiled calmly and sincerely at them.
”Now, if you don't listen to me I will blow all of you up, in a brilliant explosion.”
”Katie have you ever seen fireworks”
”I did once when i was really young.”
”Would you like to see some again”
”Yes!” she clapped her hands in pure happiness, then proceeded to look at the bandits with excitement ”Are you going to send these poor uncles up into the sky?”
”Wait! Don't kill us! Here take everything we have!”
”Please let us go! We will do anything for you!” they pleaded miserably.
”Look, they really are spouting lines that seem to come out of a crappy novel. The power of terror is really strong!” The girl nodded her heads as her eyes glowed in deep understanding. She seemed to have been enlightened.
Looking at those seemingly innocent eyes the thugs couldn't help but feel another chill creep up their spine. Devils! Hellspawn! These guys were too terrifying.
”Don't think too much. The author was probably too lazy to give such cannon fodder characters any decent lines”
”...”
”Here, please take everything! just spare our lives.” one poor guy even seemd to wet his pants as he broke down into tears.
”How about we let them go Vincy, they seem too pitiable”
”You think so too! Yeah these guys are no fun. I will show you fireworks later!”
”It's a promise!”
The thugs seemed relieved as if they had been blessed by the heavens. Leaving all their stuff they took the first opportunity to flee.
”That was fun!” Kate remarked after they had left. ”We even made a lot of loot.”
”I hope you paid attention to the lesson! I will not bother teaching you later!”
Kate sighed, there seemed to be something really wrong with this guy. At one moment he would be all crazy and cool. The next he would become a naggy stuck-up bore.
”Ya! Ya! I remember! Also don't forget your promise”
”Don't worry I always keep my word!”
”Yeah right!”
”Here!” Vincent said as he threw a few bags in her direction. ”Carry this stuff!”
”Damn! I am not your pack mule. Don't take advantage of me!”
Darn it! Why was she even still following this bastard. Shaking her head in frustration she followed on nonetheless.
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Vincent thought back to the their recent robbery. Whenever he was in the middle of a fight, his old persona seemed to slowly resurface, but most of the time still acted like a Martin- a stuck-up bloke.
Vincent sighed, driving away his unpleasant thoughts his mind drifted back to his early adventures with the Anarchists. How they went threatening world governments into giving them supplies, abolish slavery and other stuff. There was this once time they had threatened to blow up a whole city if all their inhabitants didn't dye their heads hot pink. Though it was later revealed to be just a diversion strategy, everyone had done it as the anarchists were believed to be a bunch of crazy lunatics anyway.
Those were the good times...