Novel & Cerita Rooster X Hangman

"I said... Rook cut him short by swinging a knife at him suddenly. The knife got his neck, and the member went down lifeless beside Rue. Rue rushed forward, standing face-to-face with Rook. "What do you think you're doing?" She muttered. "No one dethrones me" Rook muttered back. "You're not who you claim to be!" Rue seethed. "What if I make him who he claimed to be?" the cold voice boomed throughout the mansion, and the eyes of everyone came wide when they saw Master X standing by the door with Hazzan beside him. "We should talk, Rook" Master X smiled creepily. * BACK IN SCHOOL, HOCKEY STADIUM*

The banging got louder, as if one fist had turned to many. “That’s not right,” said Fernández, frowning, raising the weapon Roo had given him. “Shouldn’t they be trying to negotiate our surrender or something?” Roo’s phone rang as if on cue. The timer to sunrise moved to the upper left and read 20:41. Only twenty goddamn minutes. Stall them. Roo answered the phone. “Hello, this is Richard “Red Rooster” Romain speaking. To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking—”

She curse in her breathe as the system told her the exact amount of Disastor that pursue them. “A thousand Disastor is here to murder us, a mere Player? This is insane! Really insane...” She realize her hands holding his hands, his fiery shot the highest heaven. “So insane!” Rojan contain his surprises when his hands flew harshly to the air. “W-what are you doing?” He thought his hands already leave his body, numb as put more pressure to flew in the air. He even almost to lose his footing, but the system notify him: “Want to activate Reflexes?” Rojan don't have time to think and immediately said, “Activate, please!”

X is winning, but with every punch he throws, my heart is thumping violently. ‘Babe, aren’t his moves familiar?’ I say, glancing at Royce. All the amusement is gone from me, but I feel nervous for some odd reason. It’s like I know X… Royce glances at me and smiles behind his mask. ‘I recognised him from the moment he stepped into that ring…’ X spins around. His frame is less bulky than Panther, but every move he makes is calculated. Someone who has analysed Panther… ‘Fuck no.’ I sit there dumbstruck as X or should I say Leo Fucking Rossi beats the shit out of Panther as if he’s a fucking pansy, not a damn brutal killer.

"That's perfect, I'll be waiting on you." Rooster hung up and beat his hand against the steering wheel. He had a bad feeling about this, and this wasn't what he needed on today of all days. Putting the paperwork that Travis had given him under the seat, he resigned himself into realizing that this whole situation just might suck ass. * * *