Volume 1, Chapter 6 - Leonardo vs Intravenous, Part 2
Chapter 6, Leonardo vs Intravenous, Part 2
Back to present time...
“Take this! Bloodied Chain Whips”
Yeah, he made quite the mistake. Because he doesn’t know. And because he doesn’t know, he will now create his own fear. Fear of me, that is.
“You made a big mistake, Intravenous,” I said boldly.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
His facial expression changed, it seems he’s noticed what had happened. Those eyes that were previously that of a hungry predator, were now ones of a cautious prey.
His biggest mistake, his greatest failing, is that he, a lowly beast, tried to fight me.
Because in the world of liquid, solid, gas and plasma, I am the one who stands far above him.
“Now you understand, don’t you? You terrified little beast. I am the apex predator here!”
“My attack? Why isn’t it working? What the hell did you do?” he asked, with quite a bit of panic.
Is he blind? Or maybe he’s in denial. I can’t say I can’t relate.
“Hey bigot, look over here. You’ve noticed, haven’t you? What’s happened to my arms!”
That’s right, my arms which previously had wide-open wounds were now being sealed. The blood at the surface of the cut was now freezing, causing the blood to expand and cover both cuts.
The outside blood on my arms had completely frozen to cover up the wound, with me stopping the freezing before it affected my skin or circulatory system. This negated his ability and has put him in check. However, that is not all.
“You...So you’re one of those matter manipulator bastards, right? You probably think you’re better than me, right? You think you’ve won, right?” he questioned, his expression now unreadable.
I wish he stopped saying right so many times, it’s really annoying.
“You matter machinas think you’re all better than me! But you’ve made a big mistake, 51! It’ll take more than that to beat a trained assassin like me!”
Oh, is he talking about…
“You mean the bodies filled with open wounds behind me?”
He looked confused, meaning he probably thought I forgot already. What kind of person does he make me out to be?
“If you’re talking about those bodies, then go ahead. Try and kill me. I’ll give you five seconds. I promise that I will not try to defend against your attack for those five sec---”
“HAHAHAHAHA! Five seconds? That’s all I need. You seem like the kind of stubborn idiot to stick to those promises as well. As thanks, I’ll show you something special, 51.”
Oh? Something special?
“Spread out the blood of those who oppose me, and take it for yourself! Sickle-Cell Blood Hound!”
The blood from one of the henchmen was sucked out and held in the air for a while before shapeshifting into a dog that had three heads like Cerberus. It was about two times taller and three times wider than me, towering over both of us like some carnival attraction.
“So, what do you think of that? It’s pretty amazing, isn’t it? It’ll rip your body to shreds before two seconds are over!” he said proudly.
Based on the size and sharpness of that thing’s teeth, his words probably weren’t a bluff.
“It’s pretty impressive, not going to lie. Alright, your five seconds start now.”
Immediately, the beast that towered over me swung one of it's heads toward me, intent on ripping my body in half.
“Hmm, this is quite the predicament. I can’t defend against you or attack this mutt...so instead I’ll!”
With just two words, I instantly changed my fate.
I froze the water particles near the skin on his neck, freezing on his skin and causing a fair bit of pain due to the difference in temperature between his neck and the ice.
“What the hell did you do to me?! My neck!” he cried in agony.
The pain really isn’t really that bad, maybe I’m too used to it?
The bloodhound that was previously moving to attack me, had now...
...became a large puddle of blood. My shoes are stained red now, I’m gonna have to buy new ones. Whatever.
“You are correct, that Cerberus bloodhound was quite impressive and was very complex and intricate. But of course, the more complex and intricate an action is, the harder it is to maintain. You had to use your full focus to use the hound, meaning that you were wide open to attack.”
He was on his knees, barely able to get his head up.
“B-but you said that, that you wouldn’t try to defend yourself!” he desperately cried.
“I didn’t. I never attempted to defend myself from the Cerberus. I just attacked you instead. There were no rules against that right?” I said jestingly.
“That’s basically the same thing!”
“Listen, Intravenous. You really think I’m so honest that I wouldn’t use such a loophole? Do you even know anything about me other than my name?”
He staggered a bit forward, clearly even madder.
“Damn it! You can’t do something like this, 51! A bastard like you who uses loopholes and cheats doesn’t get to defeat me! You better surrender before I end up targeting that kid instead of you!”
This man, he really is trash. Empty threats lie that don't work on me.
“Hahhahaa. That’s hilarious.”
He was very confused. But then I finished what I was saying.
“You’re not in any position to make demands, Intravenous!”
Like a cheat move in an old video game, I once again said those two words.
My inner anger was spilling out a bit. Patches of frozen ice started appearing on his face and on his body, a painful attack that hinders an opponent's movement ability.
“DAAAAAAMNNN YOOOUUU! 51 YOU BAASSTAARD! WHAT THE HELL IS THIISSSSSS!” he screamed rather incoherently.
“Could you be any louder? You’re disturbing the neighbors.”
We had no neighbors, but it was still a good jest.
He stopped shaking and spazzing, slowly standing up.
“You, you think I’m gonna let it end like this? Do you think I’m gonna let the reign of the great assassin Intravenous end like this? You really are a hard-headed idiot, after all, 51... Bloodied Cha--”
“It’s useless, Intravenous. Before you waste any more of your breaths, take a look at the blood source you’re going to use. I think you’re so distraught that you’re not seeing things correctly.”
Yeah, I was no longer standing on liquid blood.
“Y-you...You turned all the blood, on the floor, on their wounds, you turned it ALL into ice?!” he shouted in shock.
“Yeah, before you were in check. Now, it’s checkmate.”
“Im-Impossible, what kind of raw power is that? There’s no--”
“Give it up, Intravenous. This battle has already ended.” I said rather peacefully.
There was silence for a few seconds, and then,
“Checkmate? Checkmate huh? I don’t think you understand the situation, Leonardo. The one in checkmate is you!”
Before I realized it, he took a knife from his pocket and sliced his neck almost completely on the front, and I could see he made sure to cut his carotid artery.
“What the hell are you doing?”
I started to realize what was happening but refused to consciously recognize such a possibility.
“Be-behold, m-m-my great r-re-resolve...bloodied chain whips, s-slash!” he croaked quietly.
It was so fast I couldn’t take action. His own blood whips slashed at him, creating more wounds and creating more blood whips, even breaking the patches of ice that were previously on him, until his entire body was covered with blood, pooling on the floor around him.
“51, you may have k-killed me here, but I will definitely-”
He started coughing up more blood, his breathing becoming faster and more intense. This was more horrifying than any other horror movie I have ever watched.
“I w-will definitely never...let you escape. P-post M-mo-mortem Bloodstorm!”
The whips on his body started slashing faster and faster, in a spinning motion, turning into a speeding cyclone of blood. I’ve never seen anything like it, a post mortem ability was unthinkable to me.
“Damn it, this is a really bad situation,” I said, lamenting myself.
His body was out of sight, being at the eye of the now tall narrow twister of blood heading towards me. There’s too much heat in the air from my previous attacks for me to freeze this thing. The temperature is already 102-3 degrees at this point, any more and I’ll pass out and die for sure. I can’t evaporate it either since I’m too close to the cyclone and the heat energy might distort via the low-pressure system and hit me too. This guy really is something else, putting me in a situation like this. I never thought anyone would be crazy enough to draw out their own blood by killing themselves. This was far beyond my expectations.
“So this is it, huh?”
I’m not one to give up, but this is an impossible situation. There are no options left for me. I could do what I did back in Asia, but if Mori is still near the house he might be seriously injured. That would be the worst outcome.
The cyclone did not have a mind of its own, but was more like a virus, having a specific set of instructions. It wants to kill me specifically, and even if I run or dodge, it’s clear this thing will catch up to me easily.
You know, as this thing is coming to kill me, it feels like time is slowing around me. Is this my life flashing before my eyes? That probably means this is really it. I thought I’d be more afraid.
Right now, a particular memory came to mind. It was that day at the orphanage when I first met Mori. That sad, lonely kid has really become so much more these past two years.
The spinning cyclone was now right in front of me, I could feel myself being sucked into the void of blood.
“Sorry, Mori...I can’t be there any longer…”
“Hey Leo, you really think I’m going to let you die today?” said a familiar voice.
That voice is...
He didn’t even try to keep his promise, did he?
And then it occurred to me. There was now a way to get out of this impossible situation.
“Mori! We’re going to do combo one!” I said quickly.
Then Mori lifted his right hand, causing vines on the ground to protrude around me and himself. Luckily he remembered, or I really would have been doomed.
“100% Evaporazione Liquida!” I shouted, now being fully encapsulated in a shell of vines.
A few moments after I used my ability, the vines quickly disintegrated around me and Mori.
The cyclone was no longer there, and instead, a bunch of new red clouds started forming in the sky. Intravenous’s body was no longer there, only a bundle of bones.
“You still have to teach me the Calivero pasta technique, don’t you? I can’t let you die on me yet!” he yelled enthusiastically.
“Well, I mean…”
It was hard to find a way to reply to that.
“You know, Mori. I think you have a serious misconception about the Calivero pasta technique. It is not something that can be casually passed around, it is the ultimate pasta technique. It requires an intense resolve, and an ability to face challenges that would make others crumble.”
“You say that all the time. Even if that’s the case, we both know that your concerns are far from necessary,” he said while walking toward me.
“Oh yeah, Leo. It’s already summer, huh? To be honest, I’m much more of a winter person, but I guess summer is better than autumn.”
Where is he going with this?
Then I finally noticed the wrapped box in his right hand.
“Happy birthday, Leo!” he said, handing the gift to me.
Of course. How did I not see this coming? There is only one person who celebrates my birthday and remembers every time.
“Thank you for the gift, Mori. This is really great of you, so we should go get some ice cream before we leave in celeb---”
He looked. He looked around.
“Th-the..the…” Mori said, shaking.
Shit. I forgot. I was so taken aback by what happened just now that I forgot the most important thing.
That bundle of bones over there, those few bones are a more dangerous thing than the physical threat he posed.
This is the worst time. The absolute worst time. This is all my fault, isn’t it? What kind of guardian would let this happen!
“Th-that man...did I…”
“Mori! Look away from there! Please!” I said, quickly moving closer to him.
“Di..did I? D-d-did I do that?”
It’s already too late. I have to bring him to the hospital. My phone doesn’t have any charge, damn it! His breathing is getting intense, he’s hyperventilating. I messed up.
“Did I…..kill him?”
His eyes opened completely, taking in an extremely dangerous misconception. It was already too late. By the time I realized, it was already too late.
“Mori!” I yelled as I extended my arms out.
He fell down with the weight of a few bowling balls, no, much more than that. I barely caught him, but one look at him confirmed my suspicions.
He was shaking intensely, clearly having difficulty breathing and other obvious symptoms. This might be the worst it’s ever been. I still can’t believe I let this happen!
“I’m sorry. I-I’m sorry.”
Mori was now constantly repeating phrases, clearly not directed at me or anyone here, but something else in his own mind.
What am I doing? I have to get him to a hospital, quick!
“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely save you, Mori!”