Right when I'm about to get on my motorcycle, white fang show up out up out of no where and cut off my exit. Of course being the known murderers that they are, they managed to get a shot on me that went straight through my arm. And to think I just fixed it after taking a sword to it. "Mother fucker! Do you have the slightest clue how long it took me to repair this?!" Me being a rage fueled person that I am, I respond with shear force. I hurl a nova bomb at the blockade of cars so that cleared me a path. I get on my motorcycle and right as I got on the next block a red sword almost close lined me! I wreck my bike and it was done, that bike no longer functioned correctly. I look up and I see this guy with a sort of rose as an emblem. "You know you aren't the first person to use a sword against me." He turns around and says, "And I will be the last thing you'll ever see." He goes to strike me when I'm still on the ground, I roll out of the way and pull out my sword. "Alright then, try me." Swords clash as people run in terror. I was impressed by his skill. He was good. He knew where to place his strike and mixed offense with defense. "If you manage to get out of this alive, tell Blake that I'm coming for her next. But... if you get out of this, that is." For reasons I know not of her involvement with him. "Why don't you tell her yourself!" What I knew was too important. I had to get back to beacon. I hop the nearest rooftop and call beacon for an extraction. "This is nightmare, I need an evac ASAP!" This guy would not give up on me. "Hey this is regret, where the hell are you?" I fire a flare into the air. "Oh... stand by for evac." He arrives just in time. I get in and all I could say to this psycho was, "Not bad. Not bad at all. Good luck trying to kill me next time!"