Shock Values
Author: Calvary
last update2025-06-07 04:51:32

A practiced arrow grazed the snap on his wrist and lodged itself into the MP3 player. The music stopped immediately while watch quietly slipped off his hands. “ Hey that was actually close to amputating me.” Myles said with a grin. 

“ Yep” she agreed and came at him, he exactly mirrored her charge. As they both closed in on each other, Savannah fell to her knees and skidded across the room on sheer momentum neatly avoiding Myles arm sweep. 

She picked up the watch as soon as she slowed and turned to face her assailant. “ I got what I came for” 

“That's mine! Give it back!” Myles snarled and came at her just before she tapped the button on her bow. 

She jumped out the window just as the arrow detonated as a flash bang in the room. 

Myles was up as soon as the light subsided and looked out the window. “ Of course” he murmured dryly. 

“ Who the heck was that chick” Louise wolf whistled as soon as he got out of his hidey-hole.

“ I don't care who the f- she is, I'm getting my watch back” He darted around the room, snatching up a few magazines, throwing on a sandstone-black trench coat, and grabbing a long, slim briefcase before launching himself out the same window. 

“ I'm getting my watch back” Louise mimicked mockingly and surveyed the room of fallen mercenaries. “ So who's looking for an agent?”...

Anna ran atop rooftops without a break, a quick peek over her shoulder revealed that she wasn't being followed.

But maybe it was too late to come to that conclusion because she spotted Myles in front of her as soon as her faced forward again. 

“ Damnit” she cursed under her breath and came to a quick stop. Her bow materialized in her hand and she quickly nooked an arrow. 

A quick battle unveiled itself within the blink of an eye, projectiles whistled pass as both their attempts failed to find a mark. 

Soon her aim got sharper and started opening up light cuts on Myles neck and left cheek but then her quiver had been depleted to a single arrow. 

“ What are you gonna do now?” Myles smirked. “ This” Anna equally smirked back and tapped an hidden button on her bow.  

Just then Myles realized that she had actually shot her arrows in a concentric circle around him. Each one shot a bolt of electrified 1200volts tape at him, pinning him down. 

Myles gave a sharp cry of pain. “ I was wondering what kind of a man could shake off bullets like that and incapacitate sixty men like it was Sunday brunch” 

“ A G. O. A. T?” Myles offered through gritted teeth. Anna's gaze darkened. “ Or maybe not a man at all” 

Even with the intense pain, Myles mind raced as he considered the implications. “ Are you tryna say-?

“ That you're a demon” Anna cut in. “ That would be cleared soon enough” she nooked the single arrow remaining in her quiver and took aim.

“ No wait!” Myles yelled but Anna let the arrow fly. The arrow had a mechanism that makes it split open its head as soon as it had struck something and slowed thereby releasing the petanium stored within it. 

The arrow hit Myles point blank to the heart she had expected him to get  liquefied or at least die but she was surprised when he did neither. 

If anything it seemed like the extra pain fueled the flames of some primal rage which doubled his strength. 

He broke free from the trap and pulled out the arrow in one quick motion. In a flash he pinned her hands behind her back. 

“ Listen lady! I understand that you probably have some vendetta with demons, hell I've got one too. If you know how much of those things I've killed you're gonna start reverting that statement!” Myles grounded out. 

His tone was rough and ominous hinting at all the pent up rage and emotion at his rough past. 

“ Demons kill their kind all the time so what you said isn't conclusive” Anna shrugged, unruffled. 

“ Anyway you mind telling me why my watch became New York’s most wanted Rolex?” Myles inquired.

“ Sure, get a pen and notepad you might wanna write it down” Anna sneered. She twisted suddenly to correct her arm position and free herself. 

As quick as a flash she scissored Myles leg and shot off running like a cork out of a bottle of cheap champagne. 

She had jumped off the rooftop before Myles got to his feet. “ Hell of a woman” he muttered and leaped off the building.

Myles dropped down to an alleyway alone. A quick scan of his surroundings revealed that he was alone but he had his suspicions. 

With a quick flick of his wrist his pistols materialized in his grip, cocking both he called out  “ Come on out lady!” 

He turned sharply upon hearing a sound. It was only the sound of rats around a dumpster. 

“ Down boy” he murmured dryly. He was jumpier than he thought, that didn't bode well. 

Then he spotted a shadow of someone behind him. A quick turn earned him an electrically charged arrow of 1500 volts to his chest. 

The charge buzzed him but wasn't enough until he received three similarly charged arrows to the chest and torso. 

The resulting combined charge extracted a pained yell out of him and he fell to the ground still shaking violently. 

“ A normal person would have died with the first shot… still think you're human?” Anna said and jabbed a syringe needle into his neck hesitating briefly before depressing the plunger. 

Myles vision immediately dimmed and sounds became muffled. “ I …” he started, his throat suddenly felt dry and hoarse.

The last thing he saw before he slipped into unconsciousness was Anna's receding back. 

“ Paragon this is Savannah, I got the package bring in the truck for extraction.” She ordered over the intercom and looked over her shoulder to see Myles unconscious form. 

She was oddly intrigued by him though apart from the fact that petanium didn't work on him, he carried an odd trail of familiarity…

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