CHP 22: What's She Gonna D- (Patreon)

The standard Executor equipment consists of a copious number of black keys (key-shaped swords) and whatever sacred rites they've learnt in their lifetime. The latter are usually highly effective against malevolent spirits, daemons, curses and the likes.

So technically, I don't really have anything to worry about against Sancraid... or so I'd like to say.

He's just standing there with a small grin, waiting for me to approach.

Usually, you'd just write this type of guy off as psychotic and curb stomp him but, this is Fate.

From the usual patterns, the crazier somebody is, the more broken they are.

Of course I'm exempt from this because as everybody knows, I'm perfectly normal and sane.

Back on the pattern though, it's logical to assume that this guy is insanely powerful solely because of that, cause he's batshit crazy... If not that then how he's attacking me in the Clock Tower's own backyard.

"So, what did you do to the other priest?" I asked cautiously as my skin hardened in preparation for what was coming.

Sancraid just tilted his head, "Are you stupid or something? I said I killed him already."

Meh, less loose ends for me.

"Sakura, can you shove him through a portal?"

My sister jerked and looked at me with frightened eyes, "He's... too fast."

Fine.

You should be thankful I'm such a great person.

I moved faster than he'd been expecting, evident by his widened eyes, and threw my head to the side just in time to avoid a slash from the sword in his hand and fell on my palm, throwing a swift kick aimed at his neck... Only he grinned and let the kick connect.

Hmmm, so I was right, there is something wrong.

My foot never made contact, and the force behind the kick was dispersed multiple times by invisible... barriers.

He grabbed my foot and tore into it with his sword... well he tried to, but tungsten isn't as easy to pierce as he'd like to think, his sword shattered like glass against my leg.

Well, he's powerful if nothing else.

But that does it, I don't really have anything I can use to beat him on hand so I just let him toss me into a wall.

"Hahahaha! Fine! Good! It looks like I can have some real fun with you! So no need to be in a hurry! Let's take it slow~."

"You sound like a broken record, get some new lines." I deadpanned as I slid down the wall, "Sure though, this was good."

If a nobody even I didn't know could resist my hit then I need to hurry up on the physical power side of things.

I held my hand out as a glock materialised in it and shot him in the face... only for the bullet to bump off his FACE like it was a BB.

Shrugging, I let go of the gun and got to my feet, dusting off my new shirt.

"A lesson in the pecking order." I spoke plainly, staring at the curious priest, "I'm not a main character so there's going to be no forcing my way through a problem or something with a random asspull."

That's Shirou's stupid job, I won't take it away from him.

I pointed a finger at him, "I'm a mad genius, my way of dealing with problems is throwing nuclear experiments at it."

"I didn't understand a single word from that."

I don't doubt that one bit.

"So, it's been great." I clapped my hands and flashed him my sweet shota smile, "Thank you for showing me what I need to work on."

"Uhh... thanks?" He scratched the back of his head confusedly.

Honestly, why would anyone expect me to fight myself?

It's uncivilised and beneath reasonable, morally upstanding individuals like you and me.

Right then.

I put a hand over my eyes and pointed the other at him like a true duelist.

"I draw Tiamat in attack mode. This guy's annoying." I didn't even raise my voice, just spoke like usual... but I know for a fact she heard.

"What the fuck is a Tia-"

His question was answered by the barrier around us shattering away like glass that crumbled to the ground as a blur shot past me, stopping between me and Sancraid.

It was my pocket mommy.

Sancraid looked at her in shock before he burst out cackling like a maniac, hand on his forehead and all, "Hahahahaha! Your way to beat me is a woman?! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

Right, he's a priest.

Tiamat looked between him and me curiously, "Shinjiii... is he... a bother?"

With how docile and helpful she usually is, you'd forget that this is a Primordial Goddess of Creation that releases more magical energy than the planet itself.

"Kick his shit in." I gave her a thumbs up.

"And what's she gonna d-"

He was interrupted by Tiamat shooting at him and grabbing him by the face as a burst of wind exploded in the area, laying waste to the street. In the same motion, his legs left the ground and she smashed his head into the ground which croaked and exploded under the sheer impact.

Even the road under me collapsed into a cracked mess as a miniature earthquake rocked the city.

"That's... what she's gonna do."

Of course the Beast wasn't simply done with that, no, she stood up and smashed her foot down on his chest repeatedly, letting out a strange screech before she leaned down next to him, opening her maw.

Dear Tiamat, I don't think the guy's still alive.

But, who was I to stop her?

She point blank cero'd his ass like that one moment with Ulquiorra and Ichigo, blowing through the earth under them, leaving a gaping black hole in the ground.

See, this is why suicidal experiments are peak.

She just straight up evaporated a dude I couldn't even touch.

"Alright, grab Shirou and Caren. We're getting out of here before anyone puts two and two together."

Tiamat looked at me with that same frightened face she hit me with back when she erased Zouken, "Shinji... not... afraid of... me?"

She's crazy for thinking I'd be scared.

"Never. You're the most amazing thing that could happen to m-" I shut myself up with my own hand... Why do I manage to word things in the most incriminating way possible?

Alas, it was too late.

The Creation Goddess lit up and gave me a cute little salute before running away to grab the rest of the kids.

"Meet me at the bus stop we got off at."

The little 'earthquake' is probably going to end up delaying all flights in the city, so we're better off getting one from France.

As for being traced?

Nah, not possible, Cortana tampers all CCTV footage with me in it without my input and the Clock Tower... well, they'll definitely find this massive fucking hole in the ground we're leaving but who in their right mind would relate it to the sweet, innocent shota who just lost his family crest?

They'd rather blame it on each other as part of some greater conspiracy or something to further their own agendas... besides, they'll be too preoccupied with losing their centuries old Sealing Designation inventory.

Being a kid has problems, but it also has advantages.

Nobody expects you to do something outrageous and the few that do are thought of as insane.

"Come on, Sakura. We're getting the hell out of dodge."

"U-Umm..." She seemed lost for words for some reason.

Oh right, this is the first time she's seen any of us actually do something other than bicker and act cutesy.

Dear sister, I approve of your awe.

It feeds your great older brother's insatiable ego.

...I need to build myself a Warframe just so I can see her reaction to it.

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Hope you enjoyed.

For the love of God, comment your thoughts on the story so far.

A bit shorter than usual, but adding the next part of the story would've made this WAY longer than it should be.

I'm gonna try to do two chapters tomorrow.

The Warframe he's trying to build:-