Chapter 15: Chapter Fifteen
-Dantte POV-
Ever wonder what it was like to rob a museum?
Well, I could tell you that it wasn't really that fun.
Biting the apple in my hand, I looked around the building where my subordinate were busy taking the historical pieces off their stands.
Normally, I would enjoy this, but there was a difference, this was a job, it like... Like, when you want to wash the dishes, but then your mother tells you to wash the dishes and then you don't really want to wash the dishes anymore.
Well, in this case, the mother was Nick, the dishes were the information network and I was still me.
Sighing, I looked up on the roof which for some strange reason had the perfect entrance in the form of windows, and felt a grin creep up my masked face.
For this occasion, I wanted to try something different, that's why I was dressed up as Batman.
Because I am Batman!
Somebody was up there, their aura was seasoned, refined, sharpened to a point, but nothing like Nick's, his was overpowering, and nothing like my own either, though, considering that I am but a clone, one of the many personalities that the dumbass original had, I couldn't say the same for others.
I felt like a small cub in the presence of a giant, sleeping dragon, because no matter how much I pushed my aura reserves, I could never top his, because no matter how easy it was for me and my clones to train, there was a point that I reached that progress was hard to make
Besides, I was the only somewhat sane personality present.
But judging from what I am wearing, not everybody agrees.
I watched as the aura signature moved to one of the windows, occasionally sending a wave of Aura out to get the pinpoint location until the figure dropped down and landed in a crouch right in front of me.
I watched as he did so and the noise got the attention of everyone else in the museum. Narrowing my eyes at the man who dropped down, I observed him stand up and immediately recognized his face.
That slicked-back hair, that worn-down suit, that stupid ass cape, seriously, who wears capes? Pfft, couldn't be me.
Conveniently ignoring my own cape that billowed in the wind that came from the now open roof window, I waited for the old bird to notice me.
... I took a bite of my apple.
The sound of crunching made his head snap over to me and narrow his eyes.
"And who are you supposed to be?"
I chewed, like a normal person, or a psychopath pretending to be a normal person, before answering.
Deepening my voice, I opened my mouth to spew the contradiction of the century.
"I'm Batman~."
... Nailed it.
Qrow blinked and frowned at me before he scoffed, but it was time to continue my speech, simultaneously giving my subordinates the opportunity to continue what they were doing.
"I have waited for this a long time, Huntsman. Over the years, I have studied many forms of martial arts! Do you know what that means?"
I threw my hand aside, making the already billowing cape billow better!
"What?"
I smirked, reaching into my belt, which made him tense, and took out an old, rusty spoon.
"I can use a spoon effectively in battle! Prepare for your painful demise!"
Without any further banter, I did the only thing reasonable... Threw what remained of my apple at his face.
Startled, Qrow leaned to the side, his eyes following the apple and I dashed forward, he looked back at me just in time to avoid a spoon to the eye.
The old huntsman stumbled back, looking at me incredulously as he took off a contraption on his back and turned it into a greatsword,
"Did you just try to scoop out my eyes?!"
He got into a stance, looking mostly concerned and slightly pissed at me. I didn't know why though, I'm a nice guy, honestly speaking.
"Meh, not the worst thing I've done."
Qrow frowned and lunged forward, swinging down his sword for an overhead strike. Scoffing mentally, I raised my arms and used the Aura Enhanced spoon to deflect the sword.
Pivoting on my foot, I twirled my deadly weapon in my hand, holding it in a reverse grip, and jammed it in his ribs.
The "Seasoned Huntsmen" groaned and stumbled to the side, frowning at me like I did something immensely stupid, which was absurd.
Finally, his frown turned into a glare, and dashed at me again. Sending a glance at the men who were robbing the place and noticing them hurrying out of the museum, I threw the spoon at Qrow, which he cut in half.
In response, I grabbed the sheathed blade on my waist and drew the red blade, blocking the strike that definitely would not cut me in half. Pushing the blade up, I lifted my leg only to ram it into my opponent's stomach.
Surprisingly enough, he wasn't sent flying but skidding on the ground, only to rush me again.
Now, I may have been holding back, but that was by no means a weak kick.
Leaning my body to the side, I dodged a stab, and as he was in the middle of what seemed like a combo from a shadow fight I grabbed the sheath which folded in half along with the bottom half of it tilting down to form a handle.
Aiming the newly formed shotgun at Qrow, I pulled the trigger and he was blasted back. My hand came up to my face and I looked at the gun in surprise. Man, this thing had a good kick.
Smirking, I twirled the sword in my hand and rushed over to Qrow who smashed into one of the glass casings that were newly emptied out with his Aura flickering around him.
My sword made an arc, aiming for the man's head to split him in half, unsurprisingly, it was blocked but the force behind it made him kneel.
I clutched the grip of the blade tighter, channeling my aura throughout it, and watched with a smirk as the greatsword gave way and my blade started cutting the steel that opposed it.
Qrow cursed and tilted his weapon to the side, allowing him to deflect my bow, but not without leaving behind damage that I could use later.
His giant weapon collapsed on itself and then down, leaving what I knew were shotgun barrels pointing at my chest.
Two shots impacted my Aura simultaneously and I took a step back to stabilise myself.
"Seriously?! What are you?"
I smirked.
"I'm Batman~."
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