Quirkless Rejects

WWQ - Pt. 4

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CONTAINS GRAPHIC SCENES SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Battle of Sendai, January 27th, 2021

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Grimlin ducked under the punch of a heroine and punched the girl in the ribs hearing a loud *CRACK* as his metal-covered knuckles connected. He switched arms and punched up, fist connecting with her jaw making another loud *CRACK*. She fell back knocked out. Grimlin hated having to do this as someone who was raised to respect girls but... he knelt down and lifted his arm before bringing it down on her skull with another, much louder, *CRACK*.

He shook the blood off of his metal-coated knuckles and ran off into the fray again.

He ran up behind a hero who was attacking a reject and nailed the hero in the head. He grabbed the hero and threw him at the reject for the reject to deal with.

It had been over an hour since the battle had started and neither side was relenting. He panted and wiped the blood from his forehead. He also tried to forget the spike that was still in his side that he did not remove so he would not bleed out. Grimlin played limbo under a bolt of fire that went over his head. He corrected his stance with just enough time to dodge the next stream of flames. Grimlin ran in the direction of the flames that lead back to a hero. He got close but not quick enough. Flames came at him and he could only dodge partially, his left side becoming charred. Grimlin fell on a knee. He rolled out of the way of a knife, hissing in pain as his burnt flesh collected rubble. He grabbed the hero's leg and pulled, making the hero fall. He jumped onto the hero and readied his fist when his face was met with flames. He endured it. He sucker-punched the hero right in the mouth forcing the flame breathing man to stop. Grimlin could feel his body on fire but he kept going. He slammed his fists into the hero's head repeatedly until it was unrecognizable as his own. Only when he was sure that the hero was no longer alive did he roll on the ground to put out the flames on himself.

He tried to stand but found that it was near impossible. The skin around his face and on his left side had mostly melted off, all he could do was sit there in pain.

"AHHHHH!" Grimlin whipped his head around to the sound of the scream. He saw a reject and a falling building. Dang it! He tried to stand. Move! Move! Grimlin planted his hands on the ground and pushed himself up through the pain. MOVE!!! He forced himself up and ran for the girl. Grimlin collided with her and they rolled into a building another one collapsed. He looked up to see that the exit to the building they had rolled into was blocked. The reject was staring at him, probably not the prettiest sight to see. He sighed and got up. Or, at least he tried to. Grimlin fell to the ground, the girl running up to him.

"L- Light Grimlin! Yo- Your- Your wounded!" Really? As if my skin being legit burned off, having a concussion, and having a knife still in my side wasn't enough of a hint. He shook his head and forced himself to his feet. "I'm fine, I assure you." He studied the concrete blockage. Grimlin nodded. "Okay." He stepped forward, drew back his arm, and punched it. If he wasn't wearing metal bracers on his knuckles he would have broken his hand. Instead, a small crack was left in the wall. He turned to the reject. "Stand back, this will be dangerous."

She nodded. "A- are you sure y- you should be doing this in your... state?"

Grimlin didn't reply because no, no he wasn't. He couldn't even see straight and his whole body burned like heck. Grimlin got to work. At a rapid-fire pace, he began to punch the wall. His body screamed out in pain but he kept going, the air has limited the longer they stayed put. The metal on his knuckles cracked, then broke. His knuckles broke. He kept going until *CRASH*. The barrier came down.