Chap 177: Clones POV 1
(JJK World, somewhere in Mexico)
*Shater* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang* *Bang*
A girl wearing a banana mask crashed her body through a window, back first, guns still drawn fired at two Takumi clones.
"So...why are we chasing after a banana chick again?" The first clone said to avoid the shots.
"The name is Pedre, Video game world, and the main body wants us to kill him." The other clones said and dove straight out with her.
For a normal human, she does some unexplainable shit. He was impressed mainly by the backflip skateboarding while shooting.
Pedre was doing what she liked most, killing gangsters, making carnage, blowing shit up.
That got interrupted when two identical males began chasing her, normally, her dual MAC-10 SMG is more than enough for any sleezebags.
Not these two, they were wicked. Really wicked, slippery, she wonders what gang they were from, maybe even mercenaries, government hired ?
The mind of an insane woman failed to comprehend that she was from another world. Or that she hadn't been in it anymore.
She just cares for the kills. Landing with a thud and some sparks from her board, she became increasingly on edge as Pedre unleashed her clip into the man who followed her.
Hot metal flew wildly across the street, Takumi didn't bother to dodge as she watched the man take out a riot shield from thin air.
He was quickly gaining on her, a man shouldn't have this much speed or durability. He bashes his shield at her through a wall, into a cop car. A swat car to be precise.
One that was fully loaded with guns.
Pedre and Takumi got up at the same time. She dolphin dive to the car, inside has weapons stock on racks.
She picked an AK-47, spinning around, pulling the trigger, Takumi kicked the barrel away. Bullets riddle the floor and wall. Kicking her face, Pedre slamed head first into the back door of the car.
She ducked the next punch, grabbed a sgotgun whip it in Takumi's direction.
*Bang*
Iron pellets spread out in the air, but a katana cut all of them cleanly. The second Takumi came in.
Machine gun and shotgun in hand, Pedre aimed each end of her guns at the men. Both of them pull out what she can only imagine to be a toy gun, until a blue ray shot out from it.
Cold. Her mind picked up on it.
Pedre had to let go of her gun before her body was frozen. Rolling backward, Pedre had her hands on the racks when Ray caught her ankle, from there ice grew and trapped her in place.
"Hey, what's with the banana ?" Tapping the frozen woman, Pedre kept silent"No? Shame."
*Clink*
The clones got less than a second to react when he heard two grenade pins hit the floor. The girl was swallowed by flame, yet she stood, turning to them, her face was a twisted, inhuman smile.
"To this, I say, fuck you." Pulling a four-barreled shotgun from [Inventory] all four shells dig past Pedre's stomach and paint the back of the SWAT car in intestines and blood.
"Jobs over?" The clones waited the came a sigh of relief when the main body replied telepathically.
"You know, many of these gates would've been closed already if we had more barriers set up." Japan is the only place as of now has zero gate failures, it is because it can sense them at the same time as when they are open.
Everywhere else, by the time he got there, entities of that gate had already started entering his world.
"Such is the life of a clone." Every word that came out of the clones was filled with boredom.
As they are not even close to the main body but just clones, they aren't the main body with all the powers, so they can only rely on items, a small access to the system.
More are coming each day, for as long as Takumi can have the energy to spare and the mind to handle it, he can control a whole army of just himself. They have bases around the globe, their own transportation vehicles.
Takumi is beginning to think if he could start a mercenary group in other worlds as well, given that the world isn't too hostile. Or the person reincarnated/isekai/transported over there is friendly.
(Arizona)
"Hey Jesse," a clone said, leaning away from the slash as girl Jason, Jesse. Swing her machete at a tree instead of him.
Distracting enough so that another one came up behind her and dropped an anvil on her head.
"Did anyone manage to find her dead parents' heads?" The ones in charge ask, the rest shake their heads in unison. "Fine, just dump her into the pool of water, seal her and bring her back."
(Marid)
Four clones are hosing water cannon at an ink demon in some abandoned animation studio.
*Roar*
It was angry, so close to bringing itself to life, when these strangers destroy it's prized projector.
(Quang Dong)
The clones there just have to fight a whole haunted house. Simple solution, flamethrowers. No trouble, could've ended it faster if not for the troubling kids annoying them every step of the way.
(Albania)
Mummy, like just a mummy, nothing more than that, the easiest answer is to simply leave whoever was in that tomb to stay in that tomb.
That or using a large amount of curse energy to kill her in one blow. The clones went with the second option.
(Dominica)
Here, this place is actually quite calm, just a tree that bleeds blood. So only two clones are here. Nothing supernatural about that.
(America, lots of places)
Everywhere, not even joking, he had seen shit, but these bitches weren't even monsters, and he still despised them more than actual demons.
There are people being turned into walruses, using living flesh. Human centipedes, saw traps, girls trapping kids in a basement with only a black phone, white mask-wearing killers. And this is counting the humans. Not mentioning the paranormals, the conjurings, fucking curse dolls.
"This country has as much curse energy as they have oils." Genuinely, he doesn't understand how this country still standing.
"But thanks to them, we have like nearly unlimited levels."
"True." While troublesome, all the entities so far are weak, making them easy prey for any real sorcerer, heck, some can be defeated even by human hands.
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