Quirkless Rejects

WWQ - Pt. 2

The kid grinned. "Oui! It is moi! Can't Stop Twinkling!!!" Jester stared at the kid. What kind of a name is that? His train of thought was cut short by another laser coming his way shot from that belt thingy. Jester ducked under it and made a mad dash for the blonde. He reached forward to slash the blonde but for sure a fancy kid he was surprisingly mobile, using his laser to both aim at Jester and to propel himself away. Jester gripped his left arm with his right hand and hissed at the pain as his skin boiled were the laser hit him.

"How does thou like my navel laser, hmmm?!" Eh??? Navel laser...? Jester growled. He absolutely hated how this kid flaunted his quirk like that. After everything they had suffered through due to the lack of quirk?! Jester saw red. He withdrew a throwing knife and threw it at the kid. The blonde spun out of the way like a ballerina and Jester grinned, pressing a button in his pocket. The knife exploded next to the kid.

"Wha-?!"

Jester used the momentary confusion to get close and behind the kid. He took the long blade from earlier and stabbed it into the armor. There was a loud *CLANG* as it barely penetrated but it did enough. The blonde kid whipped around as Jester withdrew and holstered his blade. "Owie!" He shot his laser at Jester, Jester gritting his teeth as he barely dodged, the laser grazing his right side, burning off that side of his vest and burning his skin. He continued his advance, throwing another knife and making the small explosion set off by the blonde's head. He ducked under the hero kid's navel laser and got behind him. Jester took the cape of the kid which had been damaged slightly from the katana. He pulled and spun, dragging the blonde in a circle before wrapping the cape around the blonde's head and pinning him to the ground.

He could hear the muffled voice of the blonde beneath him. Jester raised the Katana and positioned it above the blonde's head. Then something unexpected happened. The blonde shot his laser at the ground with such a force that both he and jester went flying. Jester spun in midair and kicked off the kid but the blonde grabbed his leg and turned, forcing Jester beneath him as they fell. Jester did three things in three seconds.

One, he grabbed the kid by the shoulders and turned him before the laser went off.

Two, he positioned a blade on his chest pointing up.

Three, he grabbed the kid's collar.

The blonde, already halfway to firing the navel laser that was originally aimed to hit Jester when Jester had turned the kid, shot his laser. It propelled both of them towards the ground. Jester blacked out in pain for a few seconds when they made contact with the ground. He heard a cough from the blonde as the blade that he had positioned went through the armor as the blonde fell on top of him and embedded itself in the back of the blonde.

Jester pushed the blonde up and they both got to their feet shakily.

Jester panted, his head felt fuzzy and his burns... well, burned.

He saw the kid's belt light up. Jester dived and grabbed ahold of the kid's leg. When the kid let the laser go, Jester kept him planted causing the kid to fall and propel himself headfirst into the ground by the force of the laser. The ginger leaped onto the chest of the kid and drew out the katana for the last time. Jester knew he should have done this earlier, he could have done this instead of just stabbing his back with the katana but he had hesitated. Jester gritted his teeth. No fifteen-year-old kid should have to be forced to sink a knife into the head of another teenage, to be forced to hear the squish as it went deeper, and to hear such a blood-curdling scream make its way out of another person's throat.

Jester rested his head on the hilt of the blade that was still in the kid's head and looked into the blue eyes of the blonde beneath him. He watched, out of breath, as the light left the teen's eyes.