《The Brutal Life Of A Delinquent》Realignment/Rematch
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3rd person POV:
The sun was slowly beginning to set as the hellspawn accompanied by his companions arrived in front of the famous location as Big ben.
Staring up to the tower, the four had a sense of finally in them.
Marcus: Let's end this stupid adventure, so we can continue our vacation.
Leona; Something we can agree on.
???: I knew you were here.
The four turned their heads to see a somewhat familiar face.
Marcus:!!!
Marcus: Wh-what is he doing here?!
(Y/n): You stalking me or something?
Tiga: Nah. I was just here on a job, didn't expect to see you here.
(Y/n): Cool. Now get lost.
Tiga: Don't play dumb. You know what I want and I'm willing to bet you want it to.
(Y/n):.... Round 2.
Tiga:(wicked grin)
(Y/n)'s lips slowly curl into a wicked smile.
(Y/n): Leona, you want to be promoted from slave to something better?
Leona: Yes.
Taking off his jacket, the Hellspawn tosses it to his blue-haired slave.
(Y/n): Hold my jacket and go deal with that boss guy until I'm done. Bonus points if you beat him.
Glaring at Tiga with a vicious look in his eye, he said...
(Y/n): Now go.
The four then entered the building as the two
(Opening theme)
Marcus, Anna, and Leona searched the building until eventually, they found a room with a woman inside.
Short brown hair, thigh high socks, a skirt with a white shirt and tie.
Woman: Who are all of you?
Leona: Are you the Queen's daughter?
Woman: Yes... I'm Princess Maria.
Marcus: We've come to rescue you, Princess!
Maria: That's... Nice... But unnecessary.
Anna: What do you mean?
Maria: I'm here of my own free will. Now tell my mother to leave me alone.
Male voice: It's not that simple I'm afraid.
Turning around they see a man in a black leather jacket, gray shirt with black hair, and dog tags around his neck.
Leona: Who the hell are you?
Man: Richard Grave. Former MI6 special agent and current leader of this rebellion.
Maria: Darling, what did you mean by, "it's not that simple"?
Marcus: Darling...?
Marcus: Damn it, are you two a thing?
Richard: Yes.
Richard: And what I meant, is that these folk have been hired to take me down, so to speak.
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Anna: Technically, only (Y/n) was-
Leona then put on (Y/n)'s jacket.
Leona: That's about right. Now give up, or be put down.
Maria: Wait, this doesn't-
Richard held up a hand, stopping Maria from continuing.
Richard: It's alright. This is the quickest way to set things straight.
Leona: Nothing personal.
Richard: Of course not.
Marcus and Anna then pulled Maria back to avoid getting caught in the middle of the fight.
Leona and Richard charged up to each other and began fighting while outside...
(Wack)
Jason and Tiga's fists were against one another's face after they punched each other.
Tiga:(wicked smile)
(Y/n):(wicked smile)
(Vs Tiga round 2)
Tiga tried to sidekick (Y/n)'s leg, only for him to side flip over to kick and retaliate with a high kick towards Tiga's head.
The ultimate man raised his arm to block the kick.
The two then spun around to roundhouse kick each other but ended up kicking the other's leg.
Like two swords clashing, their legs smashed into each other.
They both knew if they employed strategy, they could quickly finish the other off, but they were both too excited to do such a thing.
Tiga then managed to grab (Y/n)'s neck, lifted him up, then headbutted him to the ground.
Not wasting any time, (Y/n) got up, rushed towards Tiga, and despite him trying to block, managed to land a solid hit in Tiga's liver area.
This brawl was much less because of a vendetta and much more for fun.
From an outsider's perspective, it seemed like the two were simply taking turns hitting each other which is basically what this "fight" devolved into.
The two then ended up on a bridge, quite near Big ben.
Tiga: Take this!
He punched (Y/n) in the gut.
(Y/n):(grunts)
(Y/n): Tanned bastard!
The hellspawn retaliated with a sidekick to the thigh.
Tiga: Gha!
Rushing at the other, they grabbed each other by the throat to try and choke the other out.
The two then began sprinting to the edge of the bridge where they ended up throwing themselves off the side.
However, with their quick reactions, they grabbed the railing and began hanging off the bridge.
Tiga: Haha, you're one tough cookie!
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(Y/n): And you're one durable tangerine!
(Ring ring)
Tiga: Give me a sec.
Pulling out a flip phone, Tiga answers it.
Tiga: Yo?
(Listens to the caller)
Tiga: Shit... Sorry, I got carried away with... A pal of mine.
(Y/n): Piece of shit, say that to my face!
He kicks Tiga.
Tiga: Ugh!
Tiga: You're a pal!
Tiga kicks back.
(Y/n): Ack!
(Yelling from phone)
Tiga:!
Tiga:(listens)
Tiga: Sorry, sis...
Tiga: I'll be there right away.
Hanging up, Tiga then stares at Jason.
Tiga: It's been fun, but were going to have to stop for now.
(Y/n): What?!
Tiga: Family comes first. Next time we're going to settle this tie.
Letting go, Tiga falls to leave.
(Y/n): Tie!? Mother fucker I win if you give up!
(Y/n): Do you hear me!?
(Y/n):.......
(Y/n): AAAAAAGGGHHHHH!
He screamed in bitterness at the outcome.
(Y/n): Son of a bitch, what a fucking let down!
(Y/n):.... Ugh, I guess I have to finish off the crummy crime whatever they are...
Climbing back onto the bridge then proceeds to go looking for his companions.
As he searched for them, Leona was getting ready to kick Richard.
Looking at what Leona was doing, he expected her to attack him with a simple front kick, but that turned out to be a farce.
After she lifted her leg she twisted it at the last second, turning her front kick into a sidekick.
Richard:(grunts)
The two were somewhat evenly matched, however, Leona's sidekick seemed to have hit a weak spot of Richard's.
Reeling back in pain, Leona took this chance to attack Richard with a barrage of kicks.
She kicked Richard against a wall, then after several kicks, she began punching him until he fell to the ground.
Leona ended her beat down with a kick that stopped an inch away from his neck.
Leona: It's over.
Richard: Yeah... But you got lucky...
Leona: Loser...
Maria runs up to her lover.
Richard: I guess congratulations are in order. You beat the leader of Whisky.
Anna: Whisky? I thought you were Ale.
Richard:(chuckles)
Richard: No... I'm part of Whisky, an organization that works above the law to take down Ale which has taken over this country and slowly others.
Leona: What are you talking about?
Maria: My mother is the leader of Ale.
Marcus/Anna/Leona:!?
Marcus: Whoa whoa! Are you saying the Queen of England is a crime boss?
Richard: Surprise.
Leona: Quite the bullshit!
Richard: Heh, hard to believe?
Richard: I get it, but it's true.
Richard: Long ago, one of the first leaders of Ale managed to hit the jackpot by marrying a former Queen.
Richard: From there, corruption only grew.
Richard: Whisky has slowly collected evidence to unquestionably prove it.
Maria: It's true. It's why I ran away from home.
Marcus: Well shit...
Marcus: What do we do now?
The door to the room suddenly flys off its hinges as (Y/n) walks through.
(Y/n): There you guys are. What did I miss?
Leona: We've been played, the Queen is actually the leader of Ale.
(Y/n):..... Are you wearing my jacket?
Leona:!
Leona: Uh... (Clears throat)...Yes.
(Y/n): Why?
Leona: I don't know... It felt like the right thing to do.
(Y/n): Give it back.
While Leona gave back (Y/n) his jacket, Marcus spoke.
Marcus: Did you not hear her? The Queen of Mother fucking England is a mob boss.
(Y/n): I heard you!
(Y/n): It changes nothing. Now, where's the princess?
Maria:!
(Y/n): Okay, I should have guessed.
Walking towards her, Richard crawled up to him and grabbed his leg.
Richard: You can't! She and our child will be forced into that life forever if you bring her to the queen!
(Y/n): Child?
Maria: I'm pregnant.
(Y/n): Of course, you fucking are. Now guess what I am.
Maria: What...?
(Y/n): I'm someone who doesn't give a shit!
He kicks Richard in the face, knocking him unconscious.
Maria: Richard!
(Y/n) tosses Maria over his shoulder. The Princess trying hitting him, but her attacks were too weak.
Anna: What are you doing?
(Y/n): I was asked to do two things. Bring back this bitch, and takedown Ale.
(Y/n): So I'm going to go back to that castle to finish the job.
Maria: Wait, you're going to fight my mother?
(Y/n): Fight? No...
(Y/n): I'm going snap the hags bones for thinking she could play me!
(Ending theme)
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