Chapter 19 - 19 Hero? Villain? (2/2)
”But Lancers immortal. She won't die, it'll just be incredibly painful.... not the best choice of words though”.
Gray crouched down, getting ready to run. The concrete beneath him cracking slightly as he took a deep breath and gazed at the ledge in a whirlwind of fear and excitement.
It wasn't that he was afraid of dying, he just didn't want to think of the pain that might come if he mucked this up.
An unfamiliar voice crept into his mind. It was laced with seductiveness which sent shivers up the twenty year olds spine.
”Don't think. Just do”.
With a speed quicker than a blink of an eye, Gray exploded forward with an enormous amount of kinetic energy, the buildup of power in his body far exceeding that of even a normal metahuman.
Gray looked down to the rooftop in front of him and landed with a gentle roll. His momentum not lessening in the slightest as he sprinted forward with a speed and grace that matched even the supposed best melee fighter in the world; Wonder Woman.
Every action aimed at increasing his speed even further. Trying to synchronize himself with Lancers memories, Gray eventually closed his eyes and let his Clairvoyance take over.
Despite leaping over rooftops and jumping over city blocks not being a sensation unfamiliar to the Pseudo-Servant, being able to do so without the help of Riders Noble Phantasm and just pure physical ability was a new feeling for Gray.
[Dromeus Komētēs: Comet Form], was Riders Noble Phantasm which showed that his speed was fast enough to cross a battlefield in an instant. Which was also the reason his body gave off the green colored lightning.
Lancer had no such Noble Phantasm. She only helped Gray utilize her Class Cards true potential, and indication of not just her legends capability, but her capacity as a teacher.
Gray passed by a group of police officers with snipers and heard a distant ”stop” as he leaped from the building and falling straight above the group of hostages the bank robbers had taken onto the street, hoping to escape on the school bus the police had given them.
”Everyone get on the bus! If you don't I'll fuċkɨnġ-! Argh!”.
One of the bank robbers, a man wearing a Batman mask felt a sharp pain come from his leg, as his eyes widened at the image of a blood colored spear going through his shin. The size of the spear also shocked him, and he looked up at the crimson colored eyes and punched him in the face before feeling the cold brush come over his body.
One of the other robbers panicked at this new obstacle in front of him, and aimed his gun and started shooting at the figure, who had the lower portion of his mouth covered by a strange mask.
Every bullet collided with the Gae Bolg, and ricocheted off the bone of the dead Curruid. One of them being bounced back into his own leg, causing the man to lose focus and go wide eyed at the speed of this new figure before feeling a sharp blow to the back of his neck.
Gray twirled the spear in the air, leaving behind a blood red neon streak where the blade tip passed.
He looked at the group of six armed men with cold unflinching eyes, releasing a killing intent far exceeding anything on this planet causing the temperature in the air to drop several degrees.
”Drop the guns. Or I can't guarantee I won't kill you”.
The group of armed men instantly dropped their weapons under the threat of this metahuman and Gray nodded at the group of hostages as they ran over to the police at the other end of the street.
The twenty year old who looked as though he was cosplaying gave a brief nod to one of the cops who took the hostages before widening his eyes and materializing his spear and blocking an incoming sniper shot.
The police officer he nodded at stood in front of Gray's figure, waving his hands around trying to signal to the snipers to stop.
”He's not a villain! He helped us save those hostages! Hey, whats your name? It's kinda important for the first Hero of New York City”.
Only a gust of wind brushed over him and an attractive male voice sounded out in his ears.
”..... Lancer”.