Beat to the Pun
A beam katana starting to run low on battery power. An alleyway so tight and confined that it felt like a stage from a 2-D fighting game. A homicidal teenage red-head, charging in with superhuman sword swings, looking ready to either bust a vein in rage... or bust something else in pleasure.
How did Travis have such a knack for getting himself into these situations?
Minutes earlier, across the street...
“C’mon, kid, make it quick. I’ve got places to be.”
He was supposed to be meeting Dio at Magilou’s Menagerie. They had manager-type stuff to set up. Important things, like learning how to run a business. And hiring workers. And gaining access to their own money.
You get the idea.
But, of course, the No More Hero’s luck had to lead him into yet another confrontation. In this case, that creepy high-schooler that Travis had seen roaming around the city. The one with a look and aura that practically screamed “I’m a psychopath!” Travis was pretty sure the kid had tried to hit on him before, too. So... Yeah. Not a friend.
The guy looked like he had something to say, though. So, while Travis was already getting annoyed with this, he figured it’d only get worse if he walked away now.
If only he knew...
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