Acheron Vs. Roulette

The wind gusted in harsh blasts, dragging along small snowflakes. The entire city was covered in a blanket of white. Citizens moved about gradually on the sidewalks, bundled in large amounts of clothing to keep the warm in. Cars drove slowly down the main roads, wary of the frozen pavement. It was a dark day, the snow and clouds blocking out the sun-a haze of gray covered the entire city, almost like a fog.

On the rooftop of a low building, several statues stood silently, decked in the snow. A small bird landed on one of these obscured sculptures gently. Suddenly, the statue shook, and stood. The bird flew away, alarmed.

Acheron shifted his body, knocking most of the snow off in a clump. The wind stirred up again, and a long trail of white dust blew off of him. It drew the eye in contrast the the red tattered scarf. The cyborg had been waiting quite some time, having heard that a formidable opponent, Roulette, would be passing through the city.

He stood up straight, and crossed his arms. Another gust made his scarf extend to the side, white and red merging together roughly. And he waited longer.

The indigo Night was Cold,  The heavens were Boundless, Filled with Many stars That were Luminous   In The  dark sky,The Crescent Moon shined it Moonlight amongst The highway, along with the Various traffic Lights That were Congruous In brilliancy. The sounds Of Automobiles , Driving Through Cold sleet were discordant , as It emitted burned fuel as into The sphere. The city sky scrappers stood tall Opposite of each other , towering over The Freeway.

" Ravenclaw, Ive Reached New york city, what are your orders now"  Kenneth Said Through a Communicator system Built into His Jet black helmet. Kenneth was A secret Service mercenary, Tracking down In possible threats to The united states, His Job was Confront, and Neutralize any Citizen, Violating The Patriot act, or Performing any act of terror" head to east 86st In Manhattan Spade , The Acheron is said To be In that Vicinity, armed and very Dangerous" Field  Instructor Raven claw Replied"

Kenneth was Riding His Black  Custom Sazuki Motorcycle, Equipped with an audio Jps system named sara,Nitrous Fuel , and bullet Proof armored steel surfacing, also firestone Brand Tires,given the best grip In the most faded Situations.he was just reached The terminus of The Freeway,The city was as Busy as usual, pedestrians Traveling, conversing with each other, as generic American pop music Played loudly,at High Volumes"  To much sh!t going on at once, sara,play audio File 3  So, from static X.

The Gps Activated the song, as He drove Through the center of times square,He look at The crystalline Fragments That Showered like feathers from the sky The reflection of the crescent Moon was Inverse , and Soul easing.So, Created By static X was a song That added elements synth, and Hard rock, into on whole fusion" Spade , you are about 15 minutes away from The designated area" ravenclaw Informed Kenneth, as he Bombed his head, and sang the lyrics to the song.

It was a matter of time before kenneth Reached 86 street, there was A variety Of Cooperate Stores Line up to each other leading down the avenue.Kenneth parked His motorcycle Near a subway,as Most The citizens Locked agaze with his Far fetched attire" what the f*ck you looking at ?' kenneth said to a Middle aged Hispanic man that had on a brown north face Coat" Raven claw, Give me A Coordinate Plane on the locations Of The Acheron please" Kenneth said with Hint Of professionalism in his voice" yellow coordinate plane was Projected On His black Tinted Visors" i know where he is" kenneth Mumbled to himself

he began to think of what his Encounter with Acheron would be like, was he an average Human that was Mental Divergent? was he a machine Capable Of destroying everything in its path? or was he a Superhuman bent on seeking trhe destruction Of the United states? who knows." Cant wait to see this Scrub, hope he gives me a challenge,, sick of scrubs, coming up around thinking they rule sh!t, lets see what he got

He listened closely to the sounds of the road-the steps of the civilians, the roar of vehicles, the call of the wind. His senses pinpointed something of interest. With a sudden, quick movement, he jerked his head sideways and glanced down the street. He saw the one he had been waiting for....finally.

He jumped off the roof, a blur. Where he had been standing bloomed in all directions, snow flying. He landed on the street hard, just after a car drove by. The pavement cracked underneath the landing with a rending sound. He turned, standing up, and began to walk down the street towards Roulette. He created heavy footsteps in the snow as he did so, and generated attention from the armor he wore. People began to look in confusion.

Acheron began to pick up speed, walking faster. Absently, he reached over to his forearm, and plucked off three kunai's. With his free hand, he did the same with his opposite arm. The throwing blades rested inbetween his fingers. He began to jog, his feet thumping on the ground. His speed increased drastically, until he was sprinting, too fast for any normal human. A taxi blocked his way, and instead of going around it, he jumped up, not losing any velocity. The roof crunched and collapsed under his weight, and, close enough now, Acheron dove forward at Roulette.

In min-air, he hurled all six of his kunai's at various areas on his target's body-two for the throat, two for the chest and heart, and two for the stomach. Still flying forward, his scarf billowing behind him, Acheron reached back and drew his katana. The blade glowed a very light red, and as he drew near, following the kunai's, he performed a one-handed backhand slash. He had the feeling that this would be a entertaining battle, to say the least.