"ON YOUR GOD DAMN KNEES! RIGHT NOW ASSHOLE!"
Detective Fraulein had never been more livid. She had been on many cases, busted many criminal asses, and cracked many skulls...
So when her own skull was bleeding and blinding her eyes, yeah she was very miffed about it. She staggered to her feet, coughing up bile and blood from the toss and turn, and tried to keep a steady aim of her pistol.
"I am Detective Fraulein! You are under arrest! Let those officers go and get down on the ground now!" She snarled at the young master and gestured with her gun her command. It riled her up when he saw him glare back in defiance – until Keekee rushed in between everyone.
“You! Get back!” The detective shrieked, “He’s dangerous!”
“Wait, please, th-this is all a misunderstanding!” Keekee hollered as she waved her hands in surrender, “Kim isn’t harmless, honest!”
"Putting three officers in a choke hold and suplex is harmless!?"
"H-he didn't know! H-he thought you guys were the people who robbed me! Please, just lower your guns!"
"Girl, do we look like bank robbers!? We have POLICE written all over our jackets! There is no wiggling out of this! Step back or he'll take you hostage too!" Detective Fraulein wanted to move in before things escalated.
Martial Kim kept his grip on the officers as human shields, in order to protect Keekee. He had no intentions to harm them, but he hoped this was enough to make these so called officers think twice before harming the innocent.
“Kim! Please, listen to me!” Keeekee pleaded, “It’s alright! They’re police, they can’t hurt me, but if you keep holding them in your hands like this, th-they’ll shoot you!”
--- Shoot me? Without arrows? Now that she mentioned it, these hand crossbows are not even loaded with a bolt. What can they use to fire a projectile at me? Inner energy skills like Sword Force? They do not feel like trained cultivators or swordsman.
“Kim!”
“... As you wish.” Martial Kim let out a sigh to himself and slowly loosened his grip on each officer he put into a grapple.
When the last one stumbled away, Keekee gripped onto her friend to say, “See! Completely harmle—WAIT! WAIT DON’T SHOOT! HE’S UNARMED!”
The girl tried to keep the flood of officers from coming in closer, but her voice never reached them. Rather, they let her please fall on deaf ears. Detective Fraulein boxed them in with her officers; weapons drawn and safety off.
"You," Detective Fraulein spat the blood that dripped from her scalp and into her lips, "You are under arrest for the murder of three victims. And I am definitely charging you with assaulting an officer on multiple accounts! Anything you say now will be recorded as evidence and used against you in court of law! Surrender, or this will get real ugly!"
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Keekee kept blocking everyone’s line of fire with her body, making the detective click her tongue in distaste. The film assistant was begging at this point, “You don’t understand! Kim WITNESSED the murder! He didn't kill anyone!"
"You're Keekee right? That film assistant right?" Detective Fraulein panted, her adrenaline barely keeping up with her injuries, "Don't be stupid. This isn't a police drama, this is real. And you’re standing next to a serial killer. Step aside! Or I’m going to charge you with obstruction of the law!"
"Kim isn't a killer! You got to believe me, believe him! You got it all wrong!--GYAAH! STOP! LET ME GO!"
“MISS KEEKEE!” Martial Kim watched in horror as several officers tackled Keekee out of the way before he could notice them. Instinctively he would throw punches and kicks to remove them from her but--
“TASE HIM! TASE HIM!”
Several officers switched their weapons from lethal to non-lethal and pulled their triggers. Martial Kim twisted on the spot and cart one wired dart with one finger, caught the second with his other hand and--
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!
“GAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
He...didn’t expect those wired to be poisonous...or was it electricity? The young master couldn’t tell, but he was a fool for touching what was essentially the skin of Divine Lightning. Electricity coursed through his body, his veins, nerves, perhaps even his whole meridian system.
His life flashed before his eyes from the days of his childhood, to his turning point in life to become a martial arts master, and raising Moon Tavern from the ground up. The many friends and comrades he met and forged along the way, united under the same roof. Pain, happiness, laughter, sorrow, they all shared their experience together...
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!” Several more touches of Divine Lightning stuck into his chest and spin, blasting him from the inside out. He swore he saw smoke rising from his body as he tried to endure the punishment from the heavens for his hubris.
His knees buckled and feel. Next, his hands dug into the dirt. He didn’t want to fall, not because his pride as a warrior counted on it.
“M...Miss...Kee...Kee.”
In his fading vision, he watched these officers drag Keekee kicking and screaming away. Both, completely powerless and helpless as the world separated him. With every last ounce of his strength, he tried to stand back up to save her one more time, a dying soldier on his last leg.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!
This time, the Divine Lightning’s touch felt like nothing. No pain...only the cold darkness consuming him. The last thing he heard was the cries of his dear friend echoing in the numbing void.
“KIM! KIM! OH MY GOD, YOU KILLED HIM! KIIIIIIIIM! WAKE UP! KIIIIIIIM! KIIIIIM!”
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