Late Night Bar Raid

Snapping his fingers, releasing a undetectable wide range spell as he surrounded the inside of the bar in a transparent sound proof field, Not wanting to get in troub- *cough* to disturb Ann.

Straightening out his back as he decided to deal with the problem at hand, cracking his neck from side to side as he walked out from behind the bar before looking at a folded piece of paper under an empty glass.

"Wasn't that from...?"

Thinking back on it, he decided to pull the note from underneath the glass.

It was then Zac felt a sense of humorous gratitude after seeing its contents...

[Thanks for giving us girls a good time and be careful tonight~ I sensed a disturbance in the night. Ciao~💋]

"To think she had time to write this little thank you warning..." looking at it again, she probably wrote this with her magic.

"But, with a kiss signature? *sigh* I should probably hide this one from Ann..." folding the note and pocketing in his vest.

"Well, I should probably take care of my last customers of the night" rolling up his sleeves while slowly walking out the bar doors.

******

Hiding in the shade of the night behind some alleyway

"Is this the place?" looking at his colleagues with an iffy look.

"You mean the place where the cheif got thrashed by a waitress?" holding back his laughter as he said this.

"Would you dumbasses piped down!" Another whispered loudly to keep the other two in line.

"Are you sure this is even worth our time? I mean come on, a night raid on a damn bar?"

The Doubtful one stated how ridiculous this was, trying to dissuade them...for other reasons...but the other two just ignored him before saying.

"Look here, You can run off if ya want but I'm not goona have a woman make a mockery of us just because she could outmaneuver our boss! Do you know how humiliating it is to be laugh at by drunken town whelps!" The Prideful one growled at the Doubtfully coward.

"Well I'm just here to see what woman was strong enough to take down our chief, cause she sounds like my kind of Gal"

The Egotistical one spoke out his intentions while licking his disgusting chapped lips.

"You people are fucking mental! Didn't you see how the cheif looked after coming back from the bar?!" He shouted in a hushed whisper before adding on.

"I even heard rumors that the people who own this bar are fuckin' lunatics that they would even break a finger off for dine dashing!" The cowardly gossiper continued on.

"There's one rumor where they took down an entire monster stampede! A fuckin'. Monster. Stampede. and-!" The Doubtful one kept on saying rumor after rumor but...

"Bah! In the end there just damn rumors to scare the townsfolk! You think I'm gonna believe every little thing that comes out of everyone's arse?!"

The Prideful one stood his ground firm, not wanting to budge one bit with tonight's raid on this puny bar!

"I've only heard rumors of how beautifully delicious the woman looks and I want to get an eyeful, maybe even more Uheheh" The Egotistical one arrogantly spoke in a disgusting voice and kept drooling at the thought of taking the women from the bar under him, wondering if the rumors of her being a pure maiden were actually true.

"Can you only think with your dick?! You could really die out there without even knowing how?!" The doubtful one said reprimandingly to the lustful idiot before turning to the stubborn Prideful fool.

"And this isn't about our pride anymore it's about our damn lives!" shouting a bit loudly but not enough to be heard.

"Look here you cowardly damned whelp! You can lay back while I take my men to raid the bar with the other hopeless perverted dumbass because at least he's motivated enough to fight! unlike you!"

The stubborn fool declared as he also said the next line that gave the doubtful coward a shiver down his balls...

"Besides the boss ordered us to take this little place down, what can a damn bar do against all of us?"

"...and for those that didn't want to take part in it...well..." The stubborn fool paused before making a cutting motion down below his belt indicating a gruesome end to his lineage.

"Damn it! Fine! But I'm laying low in case shit hits the fan! Ya hear me!? Don't say I didn't warn you!" Finally the doubtful coward made his peace and retreated back into the darkness.

"Pshh! As if we have to worry about one woman, let alone a man who hides behind one" the egoistic pervert couldn't help but scoff at this whole ordeal.

"Alright then get ready, we move the moment the woman retreats back up stairs" The Prideful dunce announced to his men.

As they closed in to get near to catch them by surprise...

*Patan!*

They heard the bar doors open and saw a man in a Bartender outfit with rolled up sleeves, walk out nonchalantly as he put on his best smile.

"Welcome gentlemen, I'm sorry to announce that happy hour is over and I'm going to have you all kindly leave the premises in a nice orderly fashion-"

*SwishSwishSwish!*

*Tak!*

"!!!!!"

Everyone was visibly shocked by what just happened as they saw the Bartender...Catch a throwing axe...with his bare hand! Without even batting an eye!!!!

"Hoo~ho~ So you do have some skill and not just some wuss who hides behind the skirt of a women!"

As the egoistic pervert walked out of the group, as if announcing he was the one who threw the axe; walking slowly towards the Bartender.

"Yet you still approach me despite seeing what I'm capable of?" The Bartender threw away the thrown axe, as if it were a mere toy.

"Well I can't chop yer head off if I don't get close enough to ya!" The egotistical fool grinned sinisterly at him as he kept walking closer.

"Then by all means! Get as close as you like!" as the Bartender spreads his arms out in a menacing way, showing no fear of leaving an opening for his opponent.

As his towering figure got close to the point of being 3 feet away from eachother; He looked down on the Bartender with a crazed look, who seem like a small ant compared to him.

They both looked at eachother in the eye, one with a thirst for blood, the other with a calm smily demeanor, a few passing moments that seemed like hours, as everyone held there breaths not wanting to intrude on this 1 on 1 before them, despite it being a night raid.

Until...

*Crack-* "Huh?"

Confused as to why he was facing the others when hearing that weird cracking noise...when he was just standing in front of the Bartender...but that was as far as his thoughts went...

Everyone looked in horror as they saw one of their own fall on the ground beside the supposed weak Bartendering bastard...with his neck twisted all the way in a 180°Degree...leaving a clueless expression on his face...

Nobody could see what just happened or more like they were too slow to see exactly what just happen!

...except for one of the three shadowy figures on top of the roof of Zac's bar.

"Oh my~! such a ruthless man~ to snap the degenerates neck so swift and crisply~! without mercy whatsoever~! my kind of man~♡" Squealing internally to herself with both her hands on your cheeks swaying her body from to side.

Licking her lips slightly, as if wanting to remember how he tasted just awhile ago.

"I knew there was a certain taste in his lips before but, I just couldn't put my finger on it~" but now she knew why she loved his taste and couldn't wait to get more.

Hearing pained moaning beside her as it Interrupted her dreamy thoughts.

"My head hurts~ can we go now~"

"Yeah~ I don't feel so good-Urk!"

Looking at her two helpless drunk friends of hers, shaking her head in a defeated smile.

"Yes, yes, we can go now~ besides we got the Intel we came for~ I need to report this to our Head Mistress! She'll be so thrilled to hear about this~!"

"Oh! but we're gonna have to take care of our covers- *cough* I mean our husbands for one final night~ Ufufufu~"

Sprouting out her wings and tail; taking her girls by waist as she flew them out in the night sky, out of sight.

The gazes of every man around, were on the Bartender, they were staring at him in awe and a bit of fear because they couldn't comprehend how there fellow brother died...

"A shame really."

Switching his focus back up to everyone else around him.

"And here I thought he was an... interesting personality but, in the end..." Looking at the unflinching Prideful man before him with an apathetic smile.

"He was nothing but a lustful crazed retard" keeping eye contact with him as if waiting for his response but, was interrupted by his men.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!!"

"WELL FUCKIN' DRIVE TO THE GROUND!!"

"YOU THINK YOU'RE GONNA GET AWAY WITH THIS?! HUH?!"

Hearing the hollering of his angred men before shouting at the top of his lungs.

"ENOUGH!!!"

Making the area quiet once more...

Staring at the Bartender with a re-evaluating gaze before speaking out his thoughts.

"Knowing him as being an egotistical perverted dumbass, He was still one of our better fighters in our group..." looking at the dead bastard on the ground.

"But, I will say I'm impressed by how clean you delivered that kill, without warning, with such quick decisiveness"

Looking around the town as he said this before staring back at the threatening man in front of him.

"But tell me, Do you think you can take on all of us by yourself just like you did with that idiot on the ground?"

Gauging his attitude but, there were was no change in his facial expression so, he tried his next provocation.

"Do you think you can protect the townfolk by yourself?" Waiting to see some kind of change...but still nothing.

Until he spoke out with an exaggerated tone.

"Oh no~ What to do?"

"How am I supposed to do business if you slaughter the townspeople~!"

"Whatever shall I do~!"

Knowing full well that he was being mocked by the Bartender at his expense, he went straight to the point.

"Look! All we want is the woman who humiliate our pride!"

"So, you have two choices" lifting two fingers in the air

"Either give up the women or pay the price of blood with the lifes of the people living here."

The Prideful fool bellowed out in an impatient tone looking at the elusive Bartender, wondering what his answer will be.

"So that's your problem huh?"

Throwing him off his rhythm by how nonchalant he was about the seriousness of the situation...

"Then if your problem is with her, then I'm sorry to say that she's pretty busy with preparing herself for a special night, both mentally and physically"

Speaking as if he was her manager. He continued on saying with a professional tone with a hint of mockery behind it.

"If you have any complaints, you can direct them towards me, as for the people who live here..." half glancing around the town before looking back at him...

"I doubt someone who has pride up his ass all day like you, is willing to stoop so low as to use thier lives to get what you want, Wouldn't you agree?"

He stated it as if it was the absolute truth. Making the Prideful stubborn warrior frown at his observant eye of discerning a person's morality.

"Hmph! I don't think you know your situation very well" Staring at him with a annoyed look in his eyes trying to make him doubt his own character.

"Oh? but, I do good sir!" unbuttoning his vest as he started to smile with a look of lunacy in his eyes.

"You have a problem with my woman and I have a problem with all of you" taking off his vest as he tossed it behind him on the ground.

"So how about this..." loosening his tie while unbuttoning the first two buttons on his dress shirt, all with one hand as he kept eye contact.

"What do you say we have a dance to the death? A duel, if you may" catching the prideful warrior off guard with his proposal.

"No weapons, no tricks, no holding back, till the other is dead." Showing a wicked smile as he spoke out the rules.

"Winner. Takes. All. What do you say?" throwing his tie to the side.

"Hmph! And what makes you so sure that I'm willing to agree to such a sham like proposal?" folding his arms firmly.

"Oh? Are you perhaps...too much of a coward to face me on your own~?" blankley mocking him at this point, to put him on the spot in front of all of his men.

"For someone as prideful as you to want to face a woman but, not the man in front of you?" looking at him with a questioning mocking smile.

"I feel like your trying to make excuses here but why is that?" asking him in a clueless rhetorical manner, poking at the man's pride as much as he wanted.

"...It can't be that your actually afraid of me, are you?" It was then the other men around them started up a fuss.

"SCREW THIS BASTARD!!"

"COME ON! TAKE HIM ON!!"

"RIP THIS BASTARD APART!!!"

He grew quiet...but inside his head...

(THIS BASTARD DARES CALL ME A COWARD?!)

(ME!!! AFRAID!?!)

In that moment very...he broke.

"Heheheh-BWAHAHAHAHAH"

Bursting out in a wild laugh, while rearing his head back as it echo throughout the whole town.

"A duel you say? well you certainly put me on the spot! but, after I'm done with you I'll be taking that women with me!"

Showing a rather wild side to the lunatic man before him, thinking he was more than just a Bartender!

"But tell me! what sort of a lunatic monster of a man like yourself; would insert themselves as a Bartender in a weak unknown town?"

Wanting to know exactly why this man was hiding in such a place but, to his surprised he gave an unexpectedly normal answer.

"A lunatic like myself? How rude, I'll have you know that I love my life as a Bartender, as well as the wonderful young woman running it with me" sounding like a romantic man in love!

That is...until he said the next thing that came out of his mouth.

"But, best of all is tending to all kinds of women with stories to tell!" almost sounding genuinely unbelievable when looking straight at the prideful filled fool.

"But when people like you, get in the way of that..." changing the atmosphere around him to a chilling temperature...

Cracking his knuckles as he slowly walked towards the bulk of a man, showing an irate twitching smile with crescent eyes.

"I can't help but, feel very irritated...especially on such an important night"

Unsheathing his weapon as he stabbed it in the ground; walking towards the insane looking Bartender while shouting in a pride fill voice while cracking his knuckles as well.

"Then you're nothing but a weak minded fool who indulges in his own debauched desires! You have no motivation, no drive to move forward with your own life other than women!"

*Puh*

Roaring in a righteous like way, painting him as a good-for-nothing bastard while spitting on the ground.

"Are you done justifying my murder yet?" Still walking ever so slowly towards the preaching wombat.

"I hope you've prepared your last words, you scandalous worthless server"

Zac stopped on his tracks, with wide open eyes...

Before closing them and taking a deep breath...

Then exhaled slowly...and staring walking slowly towards him again...opening his eyes half way in a squinting matter...followed by very. dull. smile.

Finishing his glorify ritualistic one off spiel as he ran straight at him with no qualms of holding back!

...without realizing he was charging into death itself...

Throwing a wild haymaker at him with eyes of that of a lion looking at his prey as Zac stopped walking and stood in place on proposed to take the hit head on!

The wombat mistaken this as fear, showing his teeth in their full splendor of his assured victory!

*BAAAAM!*

"BWHAHAHAHA! DIE DIE DIE!"

After the initial first hit, it was followed by a series of explosive punches at monsterous speed all over his body.

Everyone around them was cheering, thinking that their fellow brother was beating the Bartender to a bloody pulp!

But these cheers soon came to a grinding halt...

*Pak!*

Widening his eyes, when he saw him catch his fist mid-punch.

"Tch you're just as disappointing as the other one..." following up with a punch of his own that was so fast it broke through the sound barrier for a split second.

*BOOM!*

Creating a deafening sound, knocking the wind out of the Prideful wombat.

Almost falling on his knees as he threw a heavy desperate hit towards Zac's head!

*DONK!*

Having a wild smile, thinking he had dealt a deadly blow back at him...but...he realized something was wrong...the head he had hit...didn't even move an inch from his attack.

Barely seeing a blur of a hand reaching straight for his head in a blinding grip.

The wombat tried wrestling out of his grip but, had no air in his lungs because of his last punch to the gut, so he couldn't breath!

Let alone struggle out of his tight grip he had on his head!

"It's such a shame that you were just like your friend"

Hearing a rather bored voice in his ears as he was being held up by him with one hand.

"All Bark and no bite" furiously throwing his head straight to the ground.

BANG!*

As he hit the ground loud enough to sound like gun shot as he bounced off the ground from the hard throw before having a foot pin him right back down.

"Tell me" The lunatic spoke to him.

"How does it feel having your pride being stepped on?" showing a sadistic smile on his face as all he saw, was a delirious little fool of a wombat under his foot.

"DAMN YOU! *COUGH!* DAMN YOU ALL THE WAY TO HELL!!!"

Spilling blood from his spiteful mouth, howling at the top of his lungs as if in denial about everything that was happening to him.

"Oh? Then before you go...send your friend my regards"

Finishing his chilling sentence as he saw the look of horror on his face.

Zac began grinding his foot on his head making him scream wildly in pain!

"GRAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Pushing harder and harder on his head until...

*CRUNCH!*

Peace and quiet returned...

Staring down at the smashed up watermelon at his feet...he felt a sense of serenity...and a need for a shower after all this is done.

It was dead silent...to where everyone could hear to sound of the serene wind in the night.

Then the silence was broken by the battle cry of the men surrounding him.

"Ki-KILL HIM! KILL HIIIIIMMM!"

"AVENGE OUR FALLEN BROTHERS!!"

"RAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

Giving them a gentle glance as if looking at little puppies; the screams of the war cry soon turned to that of horrible screams of hell on earth.

********

"GRAAAAAAAHHHH!"

Running through the alleyways from all the screaming coming from behind him.

"I KNEW THIS WAS A FUCKIN' BAD IDEA!!!"

Yelling to himself as he made his way through each alleyway in town as he memorized it to a tee.

"I warned them! I fuckin' warned them!!!" running as fast as his legs could take him before hearing the sound of screaming...

...Come to an end.

Stopping on his tracks to look back where he just ran from...

"N-no way..already?" remembering the amount of people that were apart of the raid for tonight.

(T-there were at least 25 of us...T-they can't be...?)

*Gulp!*

Shallowing hard at the thought of the massacre that just ended behind him...

Turning his head in a frantic manner to renew his marathon down the alleys!

But instead, he ran into something really hard and fell down.

"WHO THE FU-uuuhhhh" His brain shut-down for good few seconds...Not being able to comprehend how it was even possible.

"Now look what we have here!" showing a rather radiant smile at the fear-stricken coward as he was on his ass with a slack-jawed expression.

He met his worst nightmare.

Seeing the lunatic of a Bartender standing in a clean outfit in front of him, wearing everything nice and neatly like he never took anything off from the beginning...no...as if he never participated in the slaughter just a while ago...

"P-please!!! I-I was against this whole thing! I even try to stop them! But they wouldn't listen! please I-" he was interrupted by him with a wave of his hand.

"Relax, I know" he spoke out in a knowing understanding tone.

Confused by his change of demeanor...thinking that he may have a chance to get out of this ali-

"Your probably thinking you might have a chance of getting out of this alive huh?"

Shocked by his statement!

(H-he can read minds?!)

"No"

Hearing him respond to his question that he never spoke out, was only confirming it even more!!!

"Oh! Sorry about that, what I mean is that I can can't read minds but, I can guess from there facial expression on what they might be thinking" showing a smile of that a teacher teaching a student.

(Huh. That does kinda make sen-)

!!!

Almost forgetting that he was dealing with a insane bastard!

"How rude and here I was willing enough to explain myself and teach you something" frowning a bit, as if he did him wrong.

Realizing he just insulted the crazy bastard without thinking twice!

He quickly thought of a way to save his life.

"WaitWaitWait! I can tell you where our cheif is!" thinking that selling out the culprit behind the raid would be enough to dissuade him of any thoughts of killing him on cold blood.

"By the outer westside of the town in a larger makeshift tent inside a forest, right?"

"Yes, yes! of course! I'll tell yo-"

Pausing midway, with a broken mind look on his face...

"H-how did you...?"

"How did I know? oh come on~ something like this is elementary for someone like me! My little deserting friend~" smiling at him with a unconcern expression before taking on a more peaceful sounding tone.

"But don't worry~ I'll take it easy on you, so relax! It's not like you wanted to kill me anyways, right?"

Holding his hand out to a deserter like him...?

Did he want to help him up off the ground?

He lowered his guard, thinking that he was actually going to let him go.

Until he felt something sharp wrap around his neck...

*Slick!*

"?"

Watching the somewhat confused face of the deserter's head hit the ground with a thump as his head was sliced clean off.

His lanky body fell along side his head soon afterwards...spilling blood all over the ground.

Flexing his fingers as he recalled a string of wires back under his sleeve like it was a living being with a mind of it's own.

"I did say I was gonna take it easy on you since you chose to refrain"

"But, alas...you knew too much of what happen tonight" snapping his fingers as magical energy circled around the tip of his index finger into a small flame.

Flicking it straight towards the corpse, burning it to cinders until all that was left was ashes in the wind.

"And I would hate for anymore rumors to spread outside of town about me than there already is..."

Turning around and leaving the scene as he walked towards the westside of town to finish one last loose end.