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IC: While Neil had taken over the fight against Grimjouw, Jonny had been formulating a plan on how to kill the crazed man once and for all. Knowing that he only had once chance to pull the attack off, Jonny had quickly loaded his Desert Eagle with customized incendiary rounds that he had been saving for a special situation.
Before Grimjouw could use his latest attack, Jonny opened fire and emptied the entire clip at the center of the man's back.
"It's a special blend of chemicals." Jonny answered coolly. "It does two things: the first is that it sticks to the target and the second is that the flames burn hotter the longer that they are exposed to open air..." Jonny explained to Grimjouw. "So you're going to feel the heat sooner or later... and there is nothing you can do about it."
Grimjouw walked to a tree, gripped a knob, and pulled down, revealing the tree to be hollow and fake, with inside it a fire extinguisher. Taking out the ring, he pointed at his aflamed back and sprayed away. "Only you can prevent forest fires." He cheekily remarked.
Jonny just laughed. "A fire extinguisher isn't going to do anything to the toxic chemicals on your back." Jonny told him. "Because while the fire may go out... your skin is still going to burn."
He looked at his back. "And this is where I do what comes natural." Grimjouw said, resealing his power into his sword, going back into his normal form. His back looked like it was sporting severe chemical burns. "Okay, seriously, I'm starting to get sick of the guns." Grimjouw said, a pissed look on his face.
Jonny shrugged at this remark. "Well I thought you would have looked over your company's file on me... if you did, you would have known that I have a reputation as a gunslinger." Jonny told Grimjouw. "It's kind of my thing."
"Well that approach isn't working too well against me now is it?" Jonny taunted Grimjouw as he put away the pistol and drew his two katanas once more. "Now come get me. Or I should say attempt to come get before being cut to pieces." Jonny told his foe before making the famous 'come and get me' gesture with his right hand.
"Eh, I don't even like the pompous CEO bastard, but after his right hand man chopped off my left arm for disobedience, he warned me not to do so again unless it was to be a pernament feature." Grimjouw said, Paso de Sonido behind Jonny and literally kicked his ass right into the tail bone.
"Son of a bitch." Jonny muttered as he spun around. "When I do that hand gesture, that means charge at my face, not do that warp thingy." Jonny explained. "Haven't you ever seen a fighting movie before?"
"I have, but I thought it was funny." Grimjouw said, a cocky grin on his face. A gunshot made Grimjouw turn to see Kiyoteh shoot Shollong in between the eyes. "Sorry about that, Qufaung, nothing personal." Kiyoteh said, taking Shollong's Soul Sword from his person after it solidified.
It was now Jonny's turn to grin cockily. "Looks like you're outnumbered by a longshot now. So you've got two options: either you lay down your arms and surrender to me... or I hack you to pieces. Your call."
The normal animal sounds suddenly shifted to that of alarm in the distance. Grimjouw climbed up a tree and saw smoke trails and birds taking flight. "Shit. Calaveras." Grimjouw said. Jumping down, he looked at Jonny with an even look. "How about this: I join you. Everyone wins in that scenario." He suggested. Dante reverted from her Final Release form to her normal form.
Jonny pretended to think carefully about this, but in reality his decision was an easy one. "I suppose we could use your talents... and I also suppose that it would be a waste to pump more of those incendiary rounds into you... after all those cost a pretty penny and I don't have that many left." Jonny told Grimjouw. "So I suppose that you can join our motley crew."
"Alright. Just stay safe while I'm gone." Suddenly, a trooper with a bullhorn shouted, "ALL TROOPERS AND REFUGEES TO THE GOLIATHANS. ALL TROOPERS AND REFUGEES TO THE GOLIATHANS. WE ARE CLOSING SHOP. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. VOLUNTEERS FOR THE MISSION WILL HELP WITH GROUP OMEGA AND THEN BE EVACUATED. WE HAVE AN EXTREMELY LARGE NUMBER OF ZOMBIES CLOSING IN. THIS IS NOT A DRILL." "Damn, I guess that you'll have to play with those on the carrier. Stay safe." Kevin told Patrisha, before running off to get in the teams helicopter.
"Are you kidding me? He cut my freaking hand off with my own damn sword!" Hobbs yelled.
"What do you mean by that?" Jonny asked her. "I just fought him... I don't see much in the way of similarities between the two of us..." Jonny pointed out his view on the situation. "And I'm still a bit ticked at him... he cut apart my customized scout sniper rifle and my M16 for good measure."
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