A Tragic Past
T-Bag couldn't believed with what he just witnessed after he fired all his bullets against the vampire, devouring all 30 of them while not feeling any harm at all. That motherfucker! How could he do-. Redfield's body suddenly emerged above him as he processed his amazement on the enemy captain, widening his eyes in disparity, knowing that it's only a matter of seconds till the foe's face zoom in. He's fucked up definitely. And then, he remembered the past.....
Several years ago....... T-Bag and his family lived in a certain island in North Blue. He was a farmer and a ranch owner. They sold beef, cow's milk, dairy, amd even canned corned beef, lesser the price than anyone across the market. He loved to assist people and promote financial support to everyone who came for his aid.. He had a then pregnant wife and a 4-year old son: Danica and Romeo. On a certain evening, after they finished all their daily routines, delivery of the products they manufactured, a certain group of pirates conquered their place. These people started by burning the ranch and all the farm animals there. T-Bag rose from his sleep and gathered his things, his cowboy rope and his pistol. He also summoned his boys, 2 dozens of armed men to welcome their guests. "My dear Danica, you stay here with Romeo. My boy, be strong. Whatever happens here, I love you more than my life..", he left the room with a kiss on their forehead. "Boys! Let's go!"
Outside their house, the fire was beginning to spread out real quickly because of the straws and hays across the farm. The houses of his men were also engulfed with flames as they were made from light materials. "Waaaaaaaaaaa!!!", a scream coming from the townhouse. "Papaaaaaaaaa! Heeeeeeeeeelp!!", a louder sequence of massacre was heard somewhere. "Noooooooooo!!!!", and that's the last of the screem they heard from that area.. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Nooo!" Someone from his men sobered... The other whimpered in agony... "Aaaaaah-ha-ha-ha-ha.. Nooo!!" Most of them were frozen with what they saw and so.... His men stampeded towards the burnt area, all of them holstering their guns... "Noo! Wait!", T-Bag tried to stop them but they were all desperate to attack back... He followed... Several seconds later and just as before he caught up with them, he heard a series of gunshots.. Batatatatatatatatatatat.... "Whaaaaaa" Booooom... Boooooom.. Batatatatatatatatatatat.. And afterwards, a shadow of a winged man emerged from the flare, swiping off the lake of flames with his wing. A man from the past appeared in front of him, grabbing one of his men, sinking his fang into the neck of his man. "Who the hell are you?! And what have you done to our place? What do you want from me?!" As soon as he finished his questions, a gust of wind blew into his face and a piercing pain registered into his flesh; he passed out. The next thing he saw, he was already inside his room, tied up on the floor using his own rope.. He saw his child, dropped on the floor, his head broken, "Romeo.. Noo! Romeo!!! Aaaaaaah-ha-ha-ha.. Romeo...", he would continue to whimper until he saw his wife, grabbed by the neck, lifted up into the air, she was bitten in her neck, killing her instantly. And the beast dropped her body before stomping on the head of his dead son. He closed his eyes, and wouldn't open it up for a few seconds.. When he opened it, the beast is no more present..
He looked at the beast above him and he saw the resemblance. It was Redfield who taken away everything from him.. T-Bag's blood suddenly became hotter than the sun above them, "You!!!!!! You took everything from me!!!" Reloading his gun quickly, he would zero out his remaining magazine to put vengeance against the enemey when suddenly... What was that?! His eyes slid backwards and see an incoming projectile behind him coming from Larsi..
Meanwhile, Gambit easily negated his foe's attack using Toto. When their weapons met, a melodic sound of clashing hakis manifested across the ship, pooooooooowing.. But Gambit was far stronger than the other, faster than his attack was, and his best wasn't even showcased just yet. Sending Mark back on the deck of the ship, he thought of finishing the fight now but he wanted to award the man the honour for managing to clash with his jutte. He walked towards and smirked, "Looks like your sister has just died. Shsshss.. Don't mourn now, you go next. Now tell me which manner do you want me the end you now? Ha! I have a brilliant idea. I have been fashioning this inside my head since I mastered it.." Gambit continued to advance before twirling his jutte even faster and it caught flames rapidly and simultaneously hardening it. "Chicago!" Gambit leapt into the air and when he was as high as the tallest mast of the ship, he started flipping multiple times while falling down.. Closing in to Mark, he held onto his jutte even firmer before launching a davastating overhead flaming strike onto its head.
Chicago: The user leaps in the air then flips multiple times while falling down to the target before launching an overhead strike to its head which leaves them bursting in flames. requires 81 strength, 81 movement, 81 mastery - DPR: S
DPR: 81 - Large Building Level
Haki: +2
S Rank Attack: +4
Total: Small Country Level
DPR: 81 - Large Building Level
Haki: +2
S Rank Attack: +4
Total: Small Country Level
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