It's a normal day in Nevada but reader gets a bit too carried away with killing on the mission.
Male yn this time! Yeah! We need more of male readers my guy.

Warning: this chapter contains gore, blood, you making a weapon were its a an axe with a rope attached on it and killing agents.

Somewhere in Nevada...

The sky is it's normal red color as usual as you and the boys driving through the Nevadian roads, it was quite dead, no animal in site, and nobody would be able to live in place but somehow they were able to. It's a rough life to live in but survival wasn't an option, it's a requirement.

As Sanford is driving the van to your guys location, hank was watching you, why? Because you were twitching, and some what shaking in your seat. You've been in rage an stress all week, due to Radom headaches, migraines etc. doc gave you some pain killers but those wouldn't help. Deimos knows not to fuck with you. He knew from experience, let's say he nearly died by you and with a butter knife. He still gets nightmares about it.

But soon enough you guys made it to the facility, you, hank, and Deimos stepped out of the van and towards to a back door. You were eyeing everything, making sure you hank and Deimos wouldn't get caught. Soon enough you guys make it to your destination, Deimos started, to do his thing on the computer, while you and hank were look out, you were still looking like you had rabies, while making sure no agents would come around, holding the gun with the silencer on it, clutching it.

Hank seemed to notice by how you looked, and quietly said, "you good?" You looked at him and slowly nodded your head no. 'Hank I'm literally about to go on a murder spree-' your thoughts were cut off due to an alarm and a swarm of foot steps.

Turned out Deimos accidentally triggered an alarm, and the agents heard and got their weapons. Soon enough the door was broken down and guns were firing, you shot back while speed crawling away from the chaotic scene. But you were spotted and got toppled by agents. They were punching and kicking out, the pain from the attacks and from your migraine hurt so badly. To the point where the cup of water spilled.

"THATS IT FUCKERS" you yelled as you began going guns blazing, you took off the silencer from your gun and started shooting them with a crazed look in your face. You began running through the halls in front of hank and Deimos following you behind, you were slashing agents left and right with your knife.

But the rage inside of you wanted more, something stronger than your pocket blade. Something more

Redividing per-say.....

Soon enough you came across an axe on the ground, it was chipped a bit but still in good, use. You picked it up and started swing and swing and swing at agents seeing their heads open with blood spilling out, you were still craving more.

Soon enough you found a long enough rope to attache to the axe, your blood lust growing. At this point Deimos and hank were outside wait for you. Muffled screams coming from the facility, the bloody cries making sound like someone was being tortured. Some agents fought back enough to rip off a part of your clothes, you muscular chest showing but adrenaline was pumping through your veins quite quickly.

It was a complete blood bath, you even spin the weapon like what cowboys do when they're catching an animal.

Here's a visual for all who wants to see :]

I wanted to try perspective blur lmao.

As you threw the weapon in all directions, your satisfaction grew, until you were done, you walked out the building and back to the van where hank, Deimos, and Sanford were waiting for you.

"That was fun.." you said with a derpy smile mixed with tiredness.

Then you flopped on the ground passed out.

"Next time he's staying with Sanford" hank said looking at your limp body and picking you up, you sleeping happily.

I this was fun lmao.
Cya in the next chapter!
-Ari Author