Small warnings:
This is probably cringe as hell. So uh give advice if you want.
Also the story may be a bit boring but I'll work on that if so.
And the plot may make no sense since this is a remake (sorta maybe like a reimagining it)
Lastly there's going to be bad grammar. Since I'm like half awake when making this.
But yeah have fun reading I guess.
* Name wakes up, and hear some knocking. Name goes to the door and open it.
Andrew: Dude we got a hour before we have to the agency
Name: for what??
Andrew: New targets.
Name: Can you make some pancakes?
Andrew: Yea sure.
* Name gets out of bed and puts on his coat along with gloves and shoes, And Name grabs his kanata and revolver. Name leaves afterwards, and goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth and hair then puts on his mask. Name leaves the bathroom then goes to the table and sits.
Name: You almost done?
Andrew: Yeah.
Name: Cool.
* After some waiting Andrew brings the pancakes to the table and puts it down
Andrew: Syrup?
Name: Nah.
Andrew: "Nah"?? Everyone puts Syrup on their pancakes!
Name: I like the dry taste Andrew.
Andrew: Name. I disagree with your opinion.
Name: You've been using Twitter for too long.
Andrew: Oh shut up Name
Name: Lol
* After they both finish the pancakes.
Andrew: You got everything?
Name: Yep.
Andrew: Good. I hope we aren't late this time
* Name and Andrew leaves their house and start running to the Agency.
Andrew: I bet I can beat you this time Name!
Name: Keep hoping then!
Andrew: Stop being so overconfident!
* Name and Andrew eventually makes it to the agency. Both are pretty tired though.
Name: See?
Andrew: I feel so tired...
Name: Should've just walk instead.
Andrew: I was close though.
Name: Yeah, but let's go inside now
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Rules Of Combat
ActionThe world has evolved as Combat became more common over the years as countless wars occurred, Humanity changed for the worse as they moved towards their goal of becoming the strongest, Heaven had enough of these humans fighting over literal scraps a...
