Chapter 104 Alex Heller vs. Director Joanne!

104 Alex Heller vs. Director Joanne!

"Fucking prick." Joanne growled under her teeth when she saw that Alex was clearly trying to take this city off the map rather than let himself be taken in.

The single tornado he created suddenly split into four, and started ripping through buildings, sending cars flying, and tearing up the road. The dark angels who had been firing upon him relentlessly before, were suddenly being swept up by the fierce winds and flung about as if they were rag dolls. "Men, evacuate if you can! Leave the subjugation to me!"

Joanne ordered her men to get clear just as Alex picked himself up from the molten wreckage of the vehicle. The man blessed by Ouranos saw the man who were fleeing away from the scene and shook his head in denial. "Where are you going, apes?"

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Enormous bolts of lightning suddenly dropped down from the sky out of nowhere, frying the men who were trying to escape and sending them tumbling towards the ground. "Monster!!"

Johanne flew through the air and unleashed a shower of blows at Alex's body. His skin was tough and durable, but Joanne seemed to be getting through his defenses without much difficulty. "Bastard! Son of a bitch! Motherfucker! I'll haul you in if it costs me everything!!" She roared. Her emotions had begun to bubble, and memories of all of the physical and mental abuse she suffered at the hands of this man began to play back, fueling her rage. Alex was trying and failing to avoid her onslaught, and he would call down more bolts of lightening with the hope of striking her, but Joanne danced out of the way every time. But finally, she made a mistake. Joanne threw a sidekick with her right leg, but that was exactly what Alex seemed to be waiting for. Catching her leg with his arm, he smiled as if he'd just gotten the checkmate. "What good is all of that speed if you're just going to be fucking predictable?"

Raising his arm, he brought his elbow down directly onto Joanne's knee, shattering it with minuscule effort. The screams of the director were absolutely heartbreaking to hear, but Alex seemed to not only find them enjoyable, but arousing. "Gods, I've missed those whimpers. Let me hear more." Alex punched Joanne hard in the side and cracked two of her ribs easily. The force of his punches sent her flying out of his grasp, and she crashed headfirst into a cement wall.

She didn't want to die like this. She didn't want to die at the hands of somebody like him!

If she couldn't defeat him with her own hands then she would never recover the dignity that was so cruelly taken from her.

She still had so many mistakes that she wanted to atone for, and so many people that she wanted to apologize to. Joanne continued to struggle and tried to push herself up from the ground, much to the hilarity of Alex. "You should have just accepted your inferiority and walked away when you had the... chance?"

Alex tilted his head in confusion, but Joanne didn't really understand why. All of the sudden her body sank into the ground beneath her, and before she knew it she was somewhere else entirely. Looking up, she found herself in the arms of a young man looking at her with sympathetic orange eyes. She was suddenly reminded of a promise that was made to her a few days ago, that she hadn't even bothered to remember. And now that she was seeing this young man again, her surprise was immeasurable. "Sorry bout this, director. Probably should have come a little sooner."

He could see that her body was in terrible condition, and her leg was still bent at a ridiculous angle. He wanted to let Joanne handle this on her own if she could, since she understood exactly what she was fighting for, but it didn't matter in the end. If he had waited even a few more seconds, she would have died.

"H-How did you-"

"YOU!!"

Joanne and Malachi looked down from atop the ruined building they were on and found Alex Heller staring back at them from the street making a furious expression. "Hold that thought for now, Director." Malachi placed Joanne down on the most comfortable pile of rubble he could find and stood up while stretching his body. "You can't beat him, kid. Just get us both out of here so that we can see another day." She muttered.

"...Nah, I'm cool."

Dark shadows began to crawl up Malachi's body right before her very eyes, and encased him in armor that seemed to be made from the boundlessness of the night itself. "Hey Shear? Time to wake up girl, there's an enemy."

'Ene...my...? Ene...my...!' There was suddenly a burst of pure white light from Mal's forehead, and his contracted beast shot out like a bullet towards the strange glowing man on the ground.