Chapter 7

The Hooded girl began vomitting uncontrollably  having just witnessed a mans head being ripped from his body. After the brief pause to take in what they had just witnessed, her guards came back to their senses. While the enemies attention was elsewhere and still had their backs turned to them the towering youth brought his mace down on the head of the man closest to him. Blood, bone fragments and brain tissue went flying in every direction splattering the walls, even a little had landed on the feet of the women present. The same time the middle aged man cut the head off the other with his Broadsword the head rolled around on the floor coming to rest near the remaining thugs. Now only two enemies remained, Big boss number one and another both caught in between Christopher and the small group.  

Christopher stared down big boss man number one. Holding the head out in front of him, His emotionless face slowly began to turn into a smile.  Witnessing the brutality, and this smile, Big Boss Man felt something he had not felt since his first time in battle. Fear....  And it was damn near crushing him. The one sided blood bath aside it was that sadistic smile that truly terrified him more than the carnage. It wasn't a smile of confidence or one to intimidate. He could only surmise that it was a smile of pleasure. As if there was nothing in the world that he would rather be doing.  Like a man who was enjoying their favorite hobby at their own leisure.

A moment after the smile appeared on Christopher's face he took the head and lobbed it at the remaining goons face.

"Hyeaaa!" The goon screamed out trying his best to dodge the flying head only to have it hit his shoulder. Before he was able to recover Christopher was already upon him and kicked him in the chest knocking him back into the wall behind him. Christopher grabbed his sword arm pinned it to the wall and drove his knife into the goons heart.

"You son of a bitch." He uttered his last words before slowly slumping to the ground. Although the last remaining goon was now dead, Big boss man number one now had his chance seeing as Christopher had his back turned to him, and he fully intended to take advantage of this opportunity. 'Fuck Honor this world is about survival of the fittest.'

"Die you bastard!"

Christopher slowly turned his head over his shoulder looking at him, smile still plastered to his face. At this moment Big boss man came to the realization, Christopher left his back turned to him intentionally. Luring him into a sense of security, giving him a ray of hope. In this moment Big Boss man thought he saw a flash and then for some unknown reason it felt as if he was leaning to the side. Then he was over taken by the feeling of falling

The girl in the hood felt as if she was finally regaining control of her stomach after witnessing a once plain and quiet alley. Get painted in blood and brain matter. Then she looked up just in time to see Christopher finish off the last goon, and in time to see their leader charging at him. She was just about to call out to him when she saw a flash of something cut through the air, for a moment she believed she had just imagined it. That is until she witnessed the upper half  of the leaders body being completely severed, cut from a little above the waist also cutting through one of his arms. Blood and intestines just dropped as his torso fell to the ground, his legs giving one final twitch.

With this last twitch she again lost control of her stomach and was leaning against a wall throwing up once more. She realized there was a chance people would die in front of her, but in this manner it was so brutal she could not even bring herself to dream of such methods for her most hated enemies. As she looked at the ground there was some slight movement from her field of vision, she glanced over to see a small stream of blood rolling down the cement past her feet. Would this be her new life? Would blood and death become a normal thing for her? 

"Urgh." she lost control of her stomach once again and began to vomiting all over again.