My name is Thorvaldyr Ironhide, I'm 16 years old, sharp blue eyes and blonde hair, my ancestors came from Sweden so my features were quite distinct, I was a bit tall for my age well toned and muscular but I still had the slender look. I've never thought of myself as handsome, but quite a few girls from the neighboring school disagreed with that.

Like my father I did Martial Arts for 10 years and mastered three different styles. Muay Thai, Ninjutsu and Judo. Father said I was a prodigy but I didn't think so, any man who trained as hard as I did and devoted himself as much as I did, would hate to have his blood sweat and tears that he trained for years, summed up in a single word, not to mention I was no match for dad, and he was an old man but I have to admit, dad had incredible battle prowess. I spent three years on each Martial Art and mastered them all.

I went to Koltech High School at the heart of Tokyo in Japan, I transferred here about 4 years ago, well more like I was ditched here by my parents who wanted to go on a 5th honeymoon and they took my little sister with them. I was born to a wealthy family, we owned a chain of firearms Companies that stretched worldwide, many countries bought our firearms, we weren't the best but we were definitely up there as our work was prided on it's quality.

I never had to worry about finances or any such concerns, In fact I was glad to be separated from those two, I never had much interest in the things they did like going out to a beach or visiting family that only ever knew how to ask for money. I didn't care at all for those things, as for friends, those I didn't need either, I realized how superficial they were, all they cared about was my status as a heir of a huge firearms company. Who I did miss though was my cute little sister, that always clung to my leg.

My parents had a lot of friends, they were the outgoing type with the bubbly personality.

Veraldr Ironhide my father was a huge man, he would fit in well with our ancestors, the Vikings. He had a huge head of thick golden hair, blue eyes and a manly beard, his hearty laughter could fill an entire room and he loved to gather family heirlooms and Viking culture artifacts as he loved our heritage, this was something we both shared in common.

I had watched countless movies, TV shows, anime and even played a few VRMMO games where vikings were depicted, however when I played the game as a Northmen race and I killed other players...I felt empty, it was nothing different. Indeed I felt the axe cut through their skins and flesh as I raised my sensitivity to the max to feel everything but...what I got in return was emptiness...something was missing, so eventually I quit it and focused more on Martial Arts, I enjoyed fighting against strong opponents more in real life, felt much closer to being a viking when I fought in the real world.

I loved the thought of fighting for your God with no regrets and spilling the blood of enemies and spilling your own blood to enter Valhalla, To ascend into a heaven where one would fight and drink and have their way with the Valkyries and die only to be reborn and repeat this process once more. It sounded like something divine to me, an entire life devoted only to fighting and killing. Something I couldn't do in the modern world of today, I always used to feel weird when I thought of these things, like maybe I was crazy and these thoughts were not something a boy my age should have, I once asked dad about it.

His face had darkened and I remember the words he said clear as day. A huge smile crept on his face he looked at me and let out the most devious smile I had ever seen from him, this shocked me to no end, my usual happy laughing father also had this kind of face? One filled with blood lust and I could feel the murder leaking from his words.

"Do you think our ancestors were wrong? You are completely normal, it's this world that is crazy, there are so many religions out there, just because ours is soaked in blood doesn't make it any less spiritual, we just pray with the edge of a blade"

From those words alone I gathered father felt the same way as I, he too wanted to fight and shed blood, but the Police and Law was a very real thing, it didn't count for Valhalla, the heaven of the northmen.

Another one of my passions that extended from the love of my culture was smithing, rather than learn how to make guns, I used the scrap metal from our factories, which I got for free of course and I started learning how to make weapons and armor. It was a hobby of mine I truly enjoyed, I would sell them online and being in Japan I got quite an enormous amount of buyers, I made real life copies of swords that were famous in anime, with dull edges of course, for events like cosplay and sold them online. People in the factories taught me the basics and over the years I had gotten pretty good at it, not as good as my father though, but he said in time I would surpass him.

Smithing was pretty much in my blood, as my father, and my father's father and so on were all smithies all the way back to the Pagan era, my family were all incredibly skilled blacksmiths. There is even an axe that was passed down through our family that remains inside the family vault, it had Old Norse symbols all over it and nobody knows just how old it is, the weird part about it, is that it didn't ever rust and the edge of the blade was crimson-red like blood the strange part was that it never got dull. No matter how much years passed it remained incredibly sharp.

I asked dad about it, he said it was proof that our God Odin exists, How else would such a weapon exist? Dad treated the axe with love and care and he would always go pick it up every morning and have a few swings with it. He named it "BloodScream", Dad said he was certain that the axe had claimed quite a few lives as the blood could not be removed from the axe's blade. I tried to create a replica many times, I even engraved the symbols perfectly but nothing happened. I would swing it against another piece of metal and it would show signs of being chipped or small dents had shown. I never stopped practicing it though.

My mother was a pretty and curvaceous woman with white pale skin and golden hair like my father, my sister and I but she had dark brown eyes as opposed to blue eyes, the same as my sister. She was in one word beautiful even though she had a few wrinkles from her age, she aged gracefully and her beauty defied her age. My mother loved to laugh and she loved to have good times, she was a woman that truly enjoyed life. Her and my father were indeed a fitting couple.

My cute little sister, had golden blonde hair, and dark brown eyes, she was only 7 years old and she loved clinging to me ever since I can remember, she didn't want to leave and go on the trip and hated leaving me behind, but after I had convinced her I would be okay and I would be here when she returned she reluctantly left with mom and dad. She was such a sweet heart.

You may be wondering why I have been speaking about them in the past tense "was" right?

Well that's easy, because I am dead, well..more correctly I am dying. I am currently laying in a pool of blood, and I can feel my life fading every second, but for some reason I don't mind it. I felt like I had enjoyed it actually.

How did I die you may be wondering? Well I guess I should tell you

****

I was on my way home from school like any other day, I was a bit hungry and remembered there was nothing at home to eat, and I didn't feel like eating any fast food as I already eat too much of it, so I decided to stop by the bank and withdraw some cash, I personally hated credit cards as identity theft was quite prominent nowadays and I hated the atmosphere around ATM machines, if people stared at the amount in my bank account it could cause problems.

I preferred to go to the bank and withdraw my money the old fashion way, meet a teller and retrieve my money in complete secrecy. Crime these days were high and this way was the best to avoid any unnecessary conflict. Well at least so I thought...Because I found myself in the middle of a bank-robbery and had I used a empty ATM I probably would have never been in this situation in the first place.

****

I entered the huge bank that had many rooms, it was quite an upscale bank and quite a few people were inside. I stepped in line and waited my turn, the guy in front of me seemed a bit angry at the hold up....

A half an hour later the line still had not moved, I got fed up of waiting and left the line to go see the teller I usually met whenever I had to withdraw a large sum of cash, I'd just withdraw a huge amount and use what I needed and keep the rest home, made more sense than waiting forever in that damned line, besides the the teller was a pretty girl I had known for some time now, I usually tried not to disturb her at her new work as she would make quite a few mistakes when I was around, sometimes she was a bit too clumsy.

Her name was Azuka White, she was half Japanese and half British, she had long curly black hair and blue eyes, pale skin and a decently sized bust and curved hips that fit her. She was extremely pretty.

I had enjoyed talking to her as I knew her from before she worked at the bank, she used to work in a bakery directly below my building. When I had first moved to Japan, I usually went to the bakery to buy breakfast often and when she noticed my foul attitude, the cause being forcibly shipped off to Japan, she had asked me what was wrong and tried her hardest to cheer me up. Sometimes she would bake extra things just for me, one day I took a bite from one she made and I found a heart shaped design on the inside that I never mentioned to her, because she would probably be embarrassed or worse I feared she would stop making them for me.

She was one of the few people that had ever managed to catch my interest as she had something you wouldn't find in any other modern day girl...Purity. She was a pure girl, she loved children and she was kind and not to mention she was pretty attractive, she had gotten hit on quite a number of times, but she would all turn them down and when her co-workers asked why she turned them down, she would just blush and look at a strap on her cellphone. I always wondered what it was she stared at.

As I began walking down the hallway, I saw a few guys and I felt a slight blood lust from them as I trained in Martial Arts blood lust wasn't something new to me, the strange thing was that these guys had hats on and they were pulled low...it's strange because no one was allowed to wear hats in the bank, the security would usually notify you about that upon entry if you were wearing one. I turned and looked at the spot the guard was usually at....there was indeed one standing there, a man of Caucasian descent with his guard hat pulled low, the edges of his dirty blonde hair peaking out just enough for me to notice, this was indeed strange because he was not... Mr Yamamoto, who I usually greeted. Instantly my senses flared.

I who have always hated social gatherings, learned that if you stopped talking and paid more attention and looked at the world, and I mean if you truly looked at the world around you, you would learn much more than actually being a part of it. It enables you to pick up on even the smallest subtle things, like a tiny white lie or the smell of a man's perfume on a woman who just arrived to meet her boyfriend, or maybe someone who speaks sweet words but their aggressive and unfriendly body language says otherwise. Paranoia? Certainly, if you aren't at least a bit paranoid, people will walk over you.

The smallest things ...for instance..like right now I'm looking at a small patch of blood on the guard's collar who stood at the door, and his name tag which should usually be at the right hand of his uniform was on his left hidden behind his collar as if hiding the name... The letters I made out were "Ya" and the rest were hidden, accidentally our gazes had met but I shifted mine immediately. Instantly I knew! This was a bank robbery!

'His eyes were cold as ice! ' I thought as I felt a tinge of fear.

Supressing my natural urge of fear and maintaining my composed look I had not alerted them of my knowledge, What I realized was that the guys were looking at me probably because they had caught on to me...I may have stared at the guard for too long, but now was not the time to be thinking that as my life was in jeopardy now! If I could not throw off their suspicions I would be killed!

Not only that, but I risked the lives of everyone inside here if I had been found out, it would crush the current atmosphere and the robbers might become rash and it will turn into a hostage situation, right now it was ideal for me to escape, as people were freely coming and going and they stopped no one, which meant they must have had everything under their control and by the time they left they would probably have had enough time to escape cleanly...or so they thought.

I already had a plan for this however, as I once read an article in the news about a man who escaped a hostage situation in a robbery by pretending to be retarded. I thought it was a funny article so I read it through and through and found out what the man did was genius, he directed attention from himself and made himself seem like the least threat, at the right moment he grabbed the gun and shot his captor and ran away to alert the police. Later that day all 5 men were arrested and he made front page. I had a plan which was much thanks to this man.

I pulled out my phone which seemed to garner their interest. However what I did stumped them. I pretended to answer it and forced the most angry look in my eyes and face that distorted my handsome face completely.

"Why are you calling me?!" I yelled into the phone.

"I told you that we're over! I never want to hear you again, you slut!" and I smashed my phone on the ground and went storming off to the washroom.

As I walked off towards the bathroom, I glanced at a vase to see the reflection of the guys in question and instantly their intense gazes calmed and they once more combed the crowd with their eyes, looking for people who potentially may have the same feeling as I had. Certainly their suspicion about me had been diverted..Who would be stupid enough to destroy their phone upon discovering a robbery in today's world?

The other citizens who had been present just stared at me wide-eyed, as If I had gone crazy which added to the genuine design of my plan. They were not aware of their circumstances, they all stood in the line as if waiting to be slaughtered like sheep. This was the difference between us. They were sheep and I was a wolf.

Why did I not leave there and call the police? How could I ?! There's no way I could leave Azuka here, I'd be best to find her and get out of here first then call the police. I could care less about what happened to the other people.

I hastily entered the bathroom, and looked up at the ceiling where I saw the goal I was aiming for, the ventilation shaft. I used the screen separating the bathroom stalls as a ladder and climbed up, there with a light push I moved up the entrance, entered and closed it behind me, I slowly but surely made my way towards the direction I believed was the one to that led to the tellers booth section, making as less noise as possible.

Finally I reached another entrance to the ventilation shaft ahead, I could see the light shining through the piece of metal that had open slits. I could hear people talking in a quiet tone. I slowly and softly inched forward till I could see what was happening.

****

"You better open that vault now, or else I'll cut your necks open you hear me?"

A man in black with a scar across his left eye had been pointing a silenced gun towards three tellers, One an Old man, the other a woman in her 30s and surely enough the last one was Azuka.

Instantly fear gripped me, I wanted to burst out of here and smash his brains into a squishy puddle, but I would never make it in time and Azuka might be hurt. Worse yet, he had a gun, if his reactions were fast enough I'd die before I could free her.

The teller section was closed off from the main section obviously so the man was free to do as he pleased here, not to mention I could see the silhouette of two others standing outside through the glass of the door, from the color that reflected through the glass, it appeared they were wearing security uniforms. The perfect disguise.

"Sir I swear the only one who has the key to the vault is the manager and she is not here at the moment, I wouldn't want to die for money that isn't mine please belie--"

*FZZT* *FZZT*

Two silenced bullets shut the old man up before he could speak any further. Soon as the tellers were about to scream two others dressed in black held their mouths.

"There are things worse than death you know, for pretty young ladies such as yourselves"

His statement filled the both girls with incredible fear, their eyes contracted and sweat drops appeared on their forehead.

"Take them both to the bathroom, let's have some fun, maybe after we break them in, they'll open the vault, right now no one knows anything about what's going on we have plenty of free time hahaha."

The man in black whispered loud enough for both girls and his ruffians to hear him.

With evil grins on their faces they then dragged the two girls who had been kicking with muffled screams towards another door, which lead to the employees section. I waited and the second they left the door holding the girls. I dropped out from the shaft using my ninjitsu skills, I soundlessly landed.

Instantly the first thing I told myself was that I needed a weapon, I looked around but could find nothing of use, I was panicking. As if I would let them do anything to Azuka, I'd swallow my own heart first.

Finally I noticed one of those paper cutter guillotines people use in the office. I placed my feet on the flat part and applied great force several times until it broke apart. Using the paper cutter as a machete. I followed the direction they headed in, which was towards the employees bathroom section. Rage filled my mind, thinking about what he said to my pure Azuka, my hands gripped the handle subconsciously as I sped forward.

I kept moving from behind cover to behind cover, I saw no one else which I thought was strange, finally I saw a room right before the bathroom, I decided to take a peak, because I saw blood on the inside of the glass.

When I looked in what I saw I would never forget...corpses....loads and loads of corpses, all either had slit throats or simple bullets to their torsos or head, execution style..... with one very familiar one, It was Mr Yamamoto. Instantly blood rushed to my head, I closed the door quietly and approached the entrance to the bathroom. Where I could hear muffled screams.

Not wanting to spend too much time as I was scared they would put their hands on Azuka, I slipped in and stood with my back to a stall, as I peered around the corner I could see the two girls scared to their wits end and their hands tied to the washcloth railing in the corner. The men standing looking at them with lustful gazes, the two henchmen had knives on their waists and only the man with the scar on his eye had a gun.

My guess is the guys outside had the firearms, as within these walls they were free to do as they pleased as they had already killed most of the staff, of the ones outside only two were usual staff members, the rest had been exchanged and I could tell they were part of this.

"Jason, you go stand by the door and wait your turn there's only two women here and I don't want to cross swords with you, I don't think Paul would either hahaha" The scar-eyed man ordered his henchman.

"You got that right, Jason go outside and wait your turn" the man called Paul hastily said.

"Whaat?? But I can put it in her mouth" Jason said reluctantly.

"....You trying to be dickless? Never put your dick in the mouth of a girl you're raping lesson 101 Jason" Paul laughed with a savage disgusting smile.

"Sheesh, whatever, just don't kill them until it's my turn" Jason left unhappily.

'Good, this is good, if I can take care of this guy easily...two shouldn't be a pro--'

I finally understood what I just thought so naturally and it hit me..I was surprised how easily I thought of doing it and it sent a shiver down my spine.

'Kill him? I'm going to kill him....Hahaha... I'm going to kill him....how long have i waited for an opportunity like this? The law won't intervene, By law it's legal to kill him!! Hahahah!! The law is on my side!!!! No matter what I do to these men here within these walls is legal!! ODIN!!! Today I Thorvaldyr Ironhide will fulfill my blood right and bring you sacrifice'

I squeezed myself into a corner and hid behind the rubbish bin, and waited for the man. My heart was beating rapidly and heavily, every step forward the man called Jason took, I felt my heart tremble as it beated, I could hear the pulse of my heartbeat and could feel the blood in my veins as it rose, I could hear the squish sound his boots made, the second his head was within plain view, I swung the Paper cutter with all my might, I saw a look of surprise on his face...

**Whoosh**

**Plop**

His head fell off completely, before it hit the ground I used my feet to bring it down like a soccer ball, and caught his body before it fell over...I then dragged him and leaned him against the stall. I was dazed for a few seconds, it was the first time I had killed a man...somehow I was excited after I did it. Was it the look of surprise in his eyes? or was it the clean stroke that took his head off?

'Wha? Hahahah his head fell off!! Oh my God, I never knew heads came off this easily'

I put my both hands on my head as I tried to stop myself from laughing out loud, why was I this excited I didn't know but today I found out why VRMMO RPG's never appealed to me! There was no blood! The feeling of taking a life forever was completely different from the game! It was so much more fulfilling!

"Oye, Paul it seems things are going smooth at the front there boss is almost done with the minor vaults, we need to gain access to the main vault, however he says there's something that's bothering him, a kid went to the bathroom in the main hall and he hasn't been seen since and he didn't leave, boss was keeping an eye on him as he deemed him to be a little suspicious....

well then it seems it's time to get access from these women, time to spread your legs darlings, if you want to save yourself it's best to spill it out now, and we'll just have our way with you and leave you alive, it's your choice."

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'So no matter what you still intend to take advantage of them huh...' I thought inwardly.

I looked at him from around the stall, the scar-eyed man was checking his phone it seems he got a message from who I believe is the leader, the men had now begun closing into the women, less than 10 seconds had passed since their friend had left and that message bought some much needed time.

As soon as they turned their backs and started grabbing on to the ladies legs, who were still fully clothed the resistance of the ladies bought me some much needed time. I made my move, they were so engrossed in their lust, they failed to notice me, who had taken off my shoes and socks to suppress sound. I closed the distance in the blink of an eye, this time I did not get to see the luxury of their faces.

*Swish*

Another head fell, I obviously went for the scar-eyed man who wore black, as his head turned around and fell, I caught a glimpse of his face, it showed no agony or surprise, he just stared back as if he hadn't known he had died. The other man just felt something warm and sticky splash across his neck, as he turned around what he saw was a sliver of a shiny metal coming towards his face, A smile involuntarily crawled upon my face as I tried to take the man's life, he ducked in an effort to survive only to receive a jaw-breaking knee to his face.

**Crack**

His head flew back with the Muay Thai Knee that carried, with it my entire weight and years of honing practice, with a clean--

**Swishh**

The sensation of a severed head passed through my fingers once more.

**Plop**

Another head fell and rolled before me, the girls stared in horror at the beheading and Azuka was in a state of panic and fear, only when her eyes met mine did she finally calm down, I removed the cloth from her mouth and cut the ropes that tied her, instantly she flew into my arms and hugged me tightly not caring about how much blood I was soaked in.

"Thor! Thor! Thor! I-I  was so scared,  Uwaaaaa, I was so so scared, Uwaaaa" She cried for a bit and then she finally released me.

"I need you to listen to me for a bit Azuka, okay?"

I told her in a quiet tone as I turned and faced the doorway I never let it leave my sight, all it took was one guy with a gun to ruin this reunion and turn it into a massacre. She nodded without saying a word, she knew the danger of the situation we were in.

"Okay good"

I turned around and cut the other girl free, who was equally scared but happy non-the-less as she had retained her self respect as well as she was alive, she looked sort of happy as she looked at the beheaded men, I didn't find it strange..well after all I was the one that beheaded them, who was I to judge her? but strange enough Azuka seemed fine with it....was it because I was the one who did it? I'm certain....she saw the smile on my face as I cut their heads off.

I then searched both men, retrieved the cellphone, the gun an his ammo. Then I motioned the two to follow me after dragging the three corpses and their heads into the stalls...I put their heads in the toilet bowl and the bodies in a seated position, I don't know why I did it but I made sure the girls didn't see.

We moved from corridor to corridor till I found what I was looking for, the camera room, when we entered the security guard stationed here had his throat slit. Azuka was about to scream but the woman in her 30s covered her mouth, I sent her a thank you nod and I moved the corpse to the corner, I gave the gun to the woman in her 30's and turned to Azuka.

"Listen I need you to stay here for a while okay? Take this phone and call the police, tell them everything that has happened this far." I told her gently as I brushed her cheeks and removed a blood splatter, she nodded and I was about to turn she asked me.

"Did you enjoy....killing them?" Which startled me.

"Yes.." I told her honestly.

"Okay" she replied and didn't ask anything further.

"Do you hate me...?" I asked her curiously.

"No...never...you're the only one I -- " Azuka couldn't finish as we were interrupted by a few voices.

****

"Yeah, we couldn't find them anywhere, I searched the vault room, where could they be?...Don't tell me those idiots are off somewhere having fun with one of those chicks"

A voice said...as another replied right after.

"Definitely, that's definitely what they're doing let's go to the security room, we can probably find them on the cameras, the cameras only work for in the back here, the front cameras are already disabled so we can find them for sure"

I motioned the woman and Azuka to hide behind the computers as the monitors were huge and took up a lot of space, as I stood at the side of the doorway, I silently unlocked the door.

*GTTT*

They fiddled with the door and it opened, they walked nonchalantly towards the computers, I noticed these men by their uniform, they were the two guys that stood by the doorway at the entrance of the teller's office.  One sat on the computer and the other one hovered above him glued to the screen. Their eyes searching nonstop and their attention occupied with huge grins as they were looking for their teammates. I pushed the door slightly and came from behind it....I walked quietly towards them..I lifted the paper cutter and with one fluid motion--

**Swishh**

I noticed instantly, I had gotten accustomed to cutting of heads, I knew the easiest way to enter the neck and which way had the less resistance...

** Plop**

A head fell onto the keyboard, as blood covered the monitor, the second man turned around a look of fear in his eyes, I purposely waited for it to register in his brain, that his teammate had been beheaded, and as he reached for his gun..

**Swish**

** Plop**

Yet another head fell.

I pushed the bodies to the corner, only the guy that sat at the computer had a gun, so I took that and his ammo and called out the two girls, I gave the other gun and ammo to Azuka. I originally gave the gun to the woman in her 30s because I doubted a kind girl like Azuka could decide to kill someone cold-heartedly in a split second decision, but I knew for sure the woman wouldn't hesitate, but now that they both had weapons I felt a bit secure.

I turned to the monitor, wiped the blood off and I brought up the cameras that were directly around us and the one that was aimed to the door outside, so they would be able to see if anyone hostile was outside.

I turned to them and spoke.

"Okay...With this you both will be able to see anyone who is outside the door as well as in the hallways, you each have a firearm and enough ammo. Remain hold up here and keep your eyes on the camera at all times.

Remember anyone you see that is beyond this point are enemies if they do not wear the police uniform, I'll say it once more anyone you see beyond this point are enemies. Shoot on sight, you should have the drop on them because you can see from the cameras, wait till they line up against the door and you can't miss, they won't be expecting you either, so if you follow what I say you will live"

They both nodded, the woman gripped her firearm tightly and gave me a thankful nod.

"What's your name?" I asked her.

"Hinata" she replied honestly.

"Okay Hinata, close the door behind me" I told her

"W-wait..Thor..where are you going?" She asked.

"Those guys, I have to finish what I started, the police should be arriving soon, however I cannot let them go, not after what they did to Mr Yamamoto, he was a pretty nice guy"

That was a lie, I wanted to kill them, this was my only opportunity to kill real living people without consequence and to honor my God Odin. How could I tell them that?

"O-Okay..but promise you will come back safe okay?......"

She replied and said something softly afterwards which I didn't hear.

I laughed and nodded.

"Don't worry, I'll be cautious".

****

I then left the room and hastily made my way down the corridors as I had checked out the entire thing on the cameras I knew there was nobody else in the back, the rest of guys were either at the front or in the vaults.

I made my way to the vaults hastily, not wanting to lose a second. As I approached the steel gates they were wide open, I walked in making sure to look around me at every angle, All it takes is being discovered by one man to end this entire thing, if he got out one shot, if it didn't kill me it would be enough to alert the rest of them.

Finally as I closed in on the the Main vault---

**ZZZZZZZZZZZTTTT** **ZZZZZZZZZZTTTT**

I could hear drilling sounds that were muffled, It must have been a high quality drill because the noise was so soft that people in the front lobby would not hear, this was in fact one of the reasons they probably preferred the bank to be active during their robbery, the noise of the people outside masked the tiniest sound of the drill.

I stealthily made my way to the door and peered in, Luckily enough Both men were focused on the drill, a third sat directly behind the wall I was standing at, I saw his shadow on the ground in front of the entrance, he was clearly not paying attention and watching the drill. He was way too comfortable, as if he had done this before. Using the shadow as a gauge without entering, I swung my hand around the corner and aimed at his throat..

*Swish*

With a light flash of the paper cutter, his neck had been cut and spurting blood, a few gurgling sounds were heard but were ultimately masked by the drill, using that opportunity. In a flash I entered the doorway and was already behind the two men who concentrated on the drill, one held the drill steady while the other constantly checked the meters to make sure it hadn't overheated. This high tech drill indeed required two men to operate, their heads...were perfectly in line with one another...I gripped the handle with both arms as I was at the back of them both and they hadn't moved as the sparks from the drill hid by shadow that was cast over them, it was truly unfortunate for them both..

With a huge swing that reached all the way from my back , my muscles bulged, I used the Weight principle of Judo, and shifted my entire weight into the slash.

**SWOOSHH**

A different sound from before, as I instantly cut off two heads.

**Plop** **Plop**

Two heads rolled with a normal expression, I realized depending on how you beheaded someone, their emotions would vary on their death. They ranged from surprised faces to ones in deep agony, with the middle ground being the unknowning face, not knowing when their deaths had come.

Not giving it much thought, I turned around and realized the man who's neck I had slit, stood up holding his neck, he was clearly about to die, a look of surprise and agony present in his eyes, which I found amusing, then he lifted a gun and pointed it towards me, I felt a cold shiver, not making waste of his weakened and drowzy state..I threw the paper cutter in a last effort!

**BANGG**

**Slish**

He had missed my head by an inch as the bullet cut a piece of my hair, while the paper cutter pierced his chest. He fell down watching me with surprise, hatred and fear.

'Eh? A new emotion?, so there's hatred too" I laughed as I gave the man his last dying smile, a smile that he would take to his grave.

Instantly I caught myself...

"SHIT! They surely must have heard that shot!"

*SLAMM*

As I turned around..I realized the drill had finished completed it's task...the heavy large metal door fell.

However, I had an Idea...this was the perfect situation.

I cut and stuffed the three bodies into minor vaults, using the clothes of the men I cleaned up the floor just a bit vaguely because I couldn't remove most of the blood, I took the gun and his ammo, and then I waited by the first initial door. The Inside of the Main Vault was small only big enough for two people to fit row wise but it was lengthy enough for 20 people to fit. The vault was far from the front door, so naturally I had a bit of time, I ran out to the hallways and pressed the fire-alarm and then I took one of the heads, and squeezed a blood trail from the main puddle of blood I couldn't clean in a line towards the doorway and then stored the head back in it's rightful place inside the vault.

The reason for the firearm was to make them rush, if they had enough time to sit down and think it through they would find something strange about this situation for sure, like the fact that it was way too much blood for a single corpse, the amount of blood remained was easily enough to kill one man.

**TRTRRTRINGGGGGGG** the fire alarm worked perfectly.

About 5 minutes later...I heard heavy boots running inside towards the vault, I still waited from the sound of it they still hadn't entered, I became nervous and a bead of sweat appeared. A couple of voices then spoke, judging by the different voices there seemed to be four of them.

"Yeah..it's definitely someone definitely got killed here, maybe someone disturbed them while they were opening the door, he got shot and they ran after him? Look the blood trail leads out of the door. No wait..this is way too much blood for one guy...maybe two?..but the strange thing we only heard one shot"

"I thought we swept the place?"

"Yeah we did, someone must have gotten in....you think it was that kid boss was looking for?"

"You mean the one with the cellphone?"

"Yeah I heard he went to the bathroom and never left, boss thinks he went through the shaft"

"Really? well if he knew what was going on...why didn't he call the cops?"

The voices were then interrupted by a more commanding one.

"WHAT ARE YOU FOOLS DOING?! WHO CARES ABOUT THE SITUATION GET THE MONEY LET'S GO!!!"

"Y-Yeah sorry boss"

Instantly the heavy boots ran inside the vault and I waited, however the boss had not entered I could clearly tell he was watching the puddle of blood, I knew because that's where I last heard his footsteps which were incredibly distinct, his shoes was different, it was dress shoes.

Finally I heard the guys moved closed to where I was hidden. The Draw they vault they were about to open was the one opposite to mine......and the one with the corpses. I placed the three heads facing towards the opening area, so whoever opened it would be terrified for an instant, that was my chance!

"Hurry up open it up! just a few more and we're done!"

"Yeah we don't have much time, this fire alarm, and who knows if that kid really called the cops"

*Clank*

As the vault door opened the faces of the four men had been dumbfounded and were unable to say a word as they looked at their comrades heads, whose faces were frozen and stared right back at them with lifeless eyes, One in Agony and the two other's lifeless as if it had been in a slumber. Unspeakable fear filled them as they stared at this situation, as one of them was about to scream to their boss who was kept looking out towards the hallway.

Another vault door behind the four opened--

*Clink*

*WHISH*

In an instant, Another head filled the vault, as the one who was about to scream, had his head decapitated and his voice could no longer come out.

*WHISH*

Another man's voice had been silenced with a clean slit, he fell down clenching his throat.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

The third man finally came to his senses as the warm sticky feeling of his brethren's blood bathed him, he screamed at the top of his lungs as he stared at a boy in a school uniform covered in blood with blood lusting eyes and a huge smile on his face, it made his soul shudder as he watched the sight, the boy was genuinely enjoying the bloody murder. The boy then raised a hand-gun and aimed it at him.

**BANG!**

The third man had a hole where his nose used to be, unable to utter another sound he fell.

The Fourth man had already aimed his gun at Thorvaldyr.

**BANG**

**CLINK**

"ARGH!!!"

One shot hit Thorvaldyr on his left arm, to which  he screamed out in agony, as Thor's shot misfired. His left arm that had been shot became numb and he dropped the handgun. Seeing no other options, he was able to make a split second decision thanks to his martial arts prowess, he then threw his machete at the man in a fluid motion. As he practiced and mastered ninjutsu throwing weapons were not a hard thing for him to do, as throwing weapons were a huge part of ninjutsu, this sort of thing was his expertise. His years of practicing ninjutsu taught him what he needed to do.

The principle behind it was to understand the weight and the shape of the exotic weapon and predict the trajectory of the object then they would know how to throw exotic weapons, this makeshift machete was by no means the hardest weapon he ever had to throw, there were much more exotic weapons that required more finesse than one such as this, all of which he mastered.

Thor threw his weapon at blinding speed right after he had been shot but luckily as it was his left arm, rather than his right arm that was his main throwing arm or his body. The shots did not affect his throw, seeing the incoming blade the man tried to dodge, but the weapon curved and--

*SWWWTT*

It embedded itself in his neck instantly

With a slash the man fell to the ground unable to believe that the weapon he dodged, came down to meet with him. He stared at the boy as his life drained, nothing but unwillingness to leave filled his eyes.

The Leader shrieked and turned around, in time to see the fourth man fall, his ice cold eyes wide and looked at Thorvaldyr with fear, they both recognized each other, this leader with blonde hair, and ice cold eyes was in fact the security guard who wore Mr Yamamoto's outfit and tag, this was the man who's eyes had meet Thorvaldyr, who would believe they would meet like this again.

"Y-You!!" the leader then reached for his gun as he had been taken surprise as he reached for his weapon--

Thor had long retrieved his weapon and went speeding towards the man!

**BANG**

**BANG**

"ARGHHH!!!

Thor had been shot in his stomach and his left arm once more as he decided to sacrifice it to kill this man in front of him, his feet never stopped continuing his advance forward and a look of insanity filled  his eyes, a huge smile plastered on his face as he welcomed the bullets like a madman, just for a second..the leader had been entranced...he thought he had saw a demon emerge from the floor behind Thor and his hands trembled for a second.

**BANG**

**CLINK**

"AHHHHHH!!!"

The leader screamed in agony, as he had fired a last shot but his delay had allowed Thor to close in on him too much, as the bullet left the barrel it collided with the machete paper cutter and broke in two but it was enough to deflect the bullet and with a swift motion Thor had cut off the man's both arms with the broken blade, Thor did not let it slide--

**SWISH**

The man had been gutted rather than beheaded, as Thor wanted to talk with the man a bit more before they both died.

"Ha...hhahaha...*Cough*...haha..I got you" Thor smiled and laughed at the man who stared wide eyed at him.

"Ahahaaa.* Weez* What do you mean...you got me...you're dying too..." the man replied as he indulged in the madness, as his fearful face became to one of amusement, he thought Thor was too crazy.

"Say kid....why didn't you run away?...at first I didn't suspect you..*Weez*..*cough*...So why didn't you run away and call the cops?...*weez* It's been bugging me since I realized you ran away.....,and went through the shaft...if you went to the bathroom stayed for a few minutes...and then left....You could of escaped..."

The blonde haired man spoke as his mouth filled with blood he was near his end.

"...A girl...haha...A girl I love...she was here..*COUGH*..."

"Oh..*Cough*...I see..she must...have..been..pretty"

"Hell yea..."

"You know kid....had we met under a different moon...we could have been friends"

"Haha..Yeah...I think so too...I might have even helped you...haha"

"Hahahaha *cough*..say...did you know..I was the leader when...you saw me?...*weez*"

"No...But I had a feeling...*weez*...your eyes...they were different...cold...*weez*"

"haha...you mean like yours? *weez* *Cough* ahaha...kid...I'll be going ahead first..may we meet again soon...."

Were the man's last words...as his cold eyes lost their life.

"You're....gone...already....shit...I wish I could see Azuka...one last time.."

I could hear footsteps running towards us....a team of police officers and Azuka right near them leading them here in her hand her cellphone...the strap on it was a cartoon viking holding an axe...ahh...I finally got to see her...thank you All Father Odin..wait...now I remember where that strap is from....I got it for her at an Arcade...to think she still kept it..."

Before my consciousness faded...I looked to the weapon in my hand and realized...the edge of the paper cutter machete, was blood red not from blood as I saw the weapon glow...for just a tiny second...it glowed, like Bloodscream my family's war axe that had been handed down.....So that's how they're made huh...No wonder I couldn't replicate it...

My conscious faded and everything went white, Thorvaldyr Ironhide had died.

Ding!

You have died!

You have gained Honor from the High Over-God Odin!

Your favor with the High Over-God has met the requirements for reincarnation!

Reincarnation commencing....