Soldier of Time

LI: Deer Season (6)

The young man fell on his face almost unconscious and saw how the young woman lifted the Deer with one hand until she put him above her.

The girl was turning in the direction of the door to leave, but a recomposed Nicol pointed a gun at her and blocked her way as she said coldly, “Drop him now!”

The young woman was no longer crying now. She seemed more determined as if she could do anything at that moment.

However, Nicol would there was someone else in the room.

Then she heard a voice that spoke in almost a whisper, that said, “Girl, you have had a hard life...” At the same time, a hand suddenly held the back of her nape.

Just as she did, the young woman tried to turn, but suddenly, all the wounds that she had ever had in her life were instantly opened.

The young woman fell like a sack of potatoes to the ground, blood was pouring out from all sides of her body, and her eyes that were still open seemed totally white.

Gia stood outside the office perfectly fine as Steven walked into the office to place his hand where Jack was, and after a second, his injuries were instantly recovered, including the stab to the foot from the Deer.

Jerome still saw how this was happening, but his body couldn’t move.

Jack looked at Jerome and said with an evil grin, “Now you’re a dead child.”

However, before Jack could execute his planned revenge against Jerome, a hand was planted on his chest and pushed him back.

“Enough we have the Deer. One must accept his fate that young man earned his life by beating you, so leave him alone,” Steven said while looking at Jack in displeasure.

Carolina snorted. “You don’t have many morals to speak, Doctor,” she said while Slevin was still over her shoulders. Then she added with a mocking smile, “You just murdered that young woman.”

Steven raised a brow. His gaze shifted at Caroline with coldness before he said, “I didn’t kill her. In other words, she will die, but I didn’t kill her. It is also different, and she was still fighting,”

“Really?” Gia said before pointing the finger at young Nicol, who was bleeding on the ground. Then she added, “That sounds like an excuse.”

“Maybe it is,” Steven said, answering Gia while he put a very serious expression, “But you will not kill that young man. Because I said so, understood?”

All of them smiling left the office but not before Jack kicked the downed Jerome, who watched them walk away while he finally fell unconscious.

As they retired, they passed by the unconscious body of Karen and the corpse of her partner when Gia asked, “Why didn’t you heal him, Steven?”

Steven saw the corpse of another of his companions and said, “Poor Mike was dead when I got here. I cannot revive the dead.”

“It’s a pity, he was crazy, but he knew how to fight,”  The girl said with a careless smile.

And with those words, everyone left.

At the same time, on the other side of the building in the gym area, Troy and Johan watched Hanibal’s determination as he prepared to attack.

Troy moved his gaze for a second to calculate the distance between him and Johan, and that was enough to start Hanibal’s movement.

The assassin strode towards him, and leaping as he spun, he prepared to kick Troy’s face hard.

For Troy, it was impossible to dodge that kick by normal means, so he used his power to transport himself away from there.

But the kick, far from stopping, continued on its way, hitting Johan’s knee, who saw with surprise what was happening.

The beast-man thought about resisting the impact, but the point where the kick struck was precise and brought him to his knees.

As he fell to his knees, he felt the powerful blows that Hanibal delivered to his face.

A second later, Troy appeared behind Hanibal, trying to take him by surprise, but he leaned in, avoiding the grip and kicking Troy’s stomach without even laying his eyes on him, while with the knife he had drawn, he tried to stab Johan’s stomach.

Johan stopped the knife taking it with his claw hands, blood beginning to flow from them as Troy assimilated the kick well to attack again.

The protector used his power to appear in the air on Hanibal. The assassin moved away, evading the attack but far from stopping Troy.

This was within his plans, and disappearing once more appeared on Hanbial to continue with his attack without stopping it.

But the second he lost sight of the murderer to transport himself over him, he saw how he was waiting for him and taking his foot with one of his hands, and he stabbed his ankle with his knife, causing the man great pain.

Johan, who was attacking Hanibal frontally, saw what happened, but the young assassin, taking advantage of Troy’s disadvantage, used his body that was lying in the air and, using all his strength, directed it towards the beast that was coming against him.

Johan stopped to stop the fall of his partner, but the moment he lost sight of Hanibal, this charge against both Johan managed to support Troy’s body and felt a strong impact that forced him to stand on the ground, to stand up but from a point that could not see a hand holding a knife delivered two attacks through two parts of his abdomen.

The beast felt how the knife penetrated his side and had to apply harder so that Troy’s body did not fall to the ground, and Troy could not see Hanibal since his body was on his back and head.

He tried with his hands to release himself from Johan’s grip, and he interpreted that movement, letting him go. The man disappeared and appeared at the top of the gym, where he could see the panorama more clearly.

Below, it looked like Hanibal stabbed Johan’s side. The beast did his best to stay upright, and using his strength, he tried to hit the young assassin, but he evaded all his attacks without difficulty.

Troy from the top disappeared to look behind Hanibal and thus execute another attack, but when planting his foot on the ground, he felt the inclement pain of his wound.

This made him scream, but he didn’t stop. Using his willpower, he threw a punch that hit Hanibal’s face only to see the killer elbow him in the neck.

Troy fell to the ground without being able to breathe and watched as Johan tried to imprison Hanibal in his arms, but he gave precise cuts with his knife causing Johan to lose the shape of the beast.

Once being human again, Hanibal smashed his face and slammed him down. Blood spurted from the man’s side as he transformed into a rat to escape Hanibal’s attack.

The murderer, who was no longer smiling, screamed with great force and, walking towards Troy, took him by the neck. The man could not be transported by Hanibal’s grip. He raised the knife in the air and said with a fit of recognizable anger in his voice.

“Look, you damn tadpole, you’d better show up, or I’m going to get this bastard’s insides and pour them out!”

But out of nowhere, Troy hit Hanibal’s face with his knee, and that made him release him, allowing the protector to transport himself to another part of the room.

“Damn cowards!”Hanibal shouted, losing any composure that he had shown so far, “Appear! Weren’t you going to stop me, Miserables! Show yourselves!”

But from across the room, Troy was holding his bleeding leg. The man looked at him with his eyes and saw how a naked Johan was breathing with difficulty behind some weight machines, both young people saw each other, and for some reason that neither of them could explain clearly, they smiled.

Hanibal’s screams could be heard all over the floor, and it was enough for Simon and Trixie to know where he was.

They both entered the room, and Simon activated his eyes to start shooting at Hanibal, who, seeing himself that he was extremely outnumbered, began to flee, evading the shots of his enemy and moving away from them.

Trixie looked at her boss on the ground, bleeding, and a fear she had never felt crept up her throat. Troy’s steady eyes rested on her, and with a voice full of authority, he said.

“Don’t let that bastard escape!”

The young woman nodded, and in the company of Simon, they began the pursuit. At the entrance, a van was placed while Hanibal’s henchmen cleaned that place of the few forces of law that had arrived.

A man in a raincoat and hat fired a huge revolver while a young woman ran, cutting security forces with her claws.