the Ackermann of zaun

chapter 1

y/n pov

i was awoken by dad, he held a disturbed look on his face

y/n: what's wrong dad?

he held my shoulders as i sat up

vander: y/n i have to go do something... i may not be back for awhile... just promise me, you'll take care of yourself, i know if i have to go, i'll be leaving the undercity in faithful hands

i looked at him shocked but nodded

vander: thank you my son, goodbye...

he got up and left, i was left there surprised

y/n: wait... i'm only 10... how am i supposed to lead

i got up and got changed into my normal outfit

a pair of black combat trousers, a black muscle top and some combat boots, i put on my fingerless gloves and headed out, i followed the big groups of people, seeing them heading topside "what?" i carried on and waited for a bit before heading up, i saw bodies on the ground, my friends, their heads on the floor, i gasped as i struggled to breath

y/n: no...

i looked up and saw an enforcer going to strike me with an axe, i saw blood on it, my anger boiled up inside me as i stopped the weapon from hitting me by grabbing the handle, the enforcer failing to retrieve it or push it down further

i ripped it from his grip and glared at him with pure hatred, i swung the axe with ferocious intent, taking his arms off before lodging the axe into his chest, i grabbed a knife from his belt and held it tight, the cold dark steel body changed to bright silver on the blades edge, a leather grip to compliment it, i grabbed his other, exactly the same

i rushed forward and began to take down enforcers left right and centre, my body feeling stronger than ever, this unknown and newfound strength, speed and stamina felt right, my senses were heightened, my agility reaching new heights, every aspect of my body changed and became better

i grunted as i threw another enforcer off the bridge, that's when i heard grunting, i saw dad wearing his gauntlets, about to be shot by and enforcer, i rushed forward at blinding speed and took the enforcers head clean off, dad looked at me in surprise, i helped him to his feet, he looked down at me in shock

vander: y/n.... how...

y/n: no time to explain, lets go

i rushed forward once again, i started killing more enforcers, blood drenching my hands, i panted as i looked around, i saw dad beat another enforcer before throwing him to the ground and beating the life out of him, i looked over and saw two girls, one with pink hair, the other with blue, they were looking at someone, i looked over and saw two dead bodies with similar hair to the girls, dad looked over at them and them walked over, the pinkie red haired girl putting her guard up to protect her sister

i went to go over to them but heard marching, 5 more enforcers on the way

y/n: dad incoming

he looked over and saw the enforcers but then shook his head, he dropped his gauntlets and picked up the girls, i went to follow but 3 of the 5 enforcers kept coming

y/n: fuck sake...

i gripped my knifes and turned to face the three

vander: y/n! no!

y/n: dad go I've got this

my attitude had changed, i was now cold and emotionless, i glared at the enforcers and rushed in, dad retreating with the girls, i slaughtered the last three before turning around and grabbing dads gauntlets, i headed back to the last drop, my home, i got in and saw benzo helping dad with some wounds, i saw the two girls sat in a booth with some glasses of water, dad turned to the door and looked at me surprised

y/n: you left something...

i dropped his gauntlets next to him and went to my bathroom and cleaned up, i took off my shirt and cleaned the blood off my body before cleaning my hair, i cleaned my new knifes and placed them on my desk, i wrapped my towel around my shoulders and headed downstairs to the bar, i the scene was the same, i went behind the bar and poured dad a drink before getting a glass of water and leaning on the bar

vander: y/n my son... what you did up there... how?

y/n: they killed Isabel and farlan...

he looked at me wide eyed before placing a hand on my shoulder

vander: i'm sorry my son...

y/n: its fine.... i'm okay...