Death Guns In Another World

Let's go a few minutes back.

Somewhere on Mysthia, in the Chaos organization headquarters, Lord Thanos sat on his throne with an annoying face. Things had gotten bad recently; he could not find out who's the one behind what happened to their master Bahamut and to make matters worse, he lost a few numbers.

''So you mean to say that Five is dead?" Lord Thanos asked the messenger, already sweating bullets on his knees; the man was visibly afraid of his master becoming enraged and killing him on the spot because losing Five meant losing big. He was the most talented scientist after Maddog, some say he was more talented than his mentor, a lot of experiments and pills for the Black army were created by him, and there was still a lot more to do. So, obviously, losing someone valuable such as that must leave Lord Thanos furious; coupled with the recent failure to find the one behind Bahamut's anger, Lord Thanos should be so enraged that he could not control himself anymore.

However, Lord Thanos was capable as he ordered.

''Tell the others to continue their mission but to be more vigilant. We will let them calm down thinking they got us before striking them.''

The messenger, who was, in fact, the tenth number in charge of information, nodded. He had already understood Lord Thanos's goal. After killing a few of them those tracking them would probably let their guard down, thinking they dealt great damage to the Chaos organization even without locating them.

Tenth nodded and vanished.

Once alone, Lord Thanos sighed before his eyes turned colder as he muttered.

''Incursio, I won't forgive you for this one.''

BOOM!

The throne was shattered by a powerful aura coming from his body. He was rather pissed off.

''Sigh! I need a new one.''

•••••

Back to Pandora's (Formerly known as Meera) location.

"AHHHH!" The archer released a heart-wrenching scream as he felt thousands of voltages passing in his body from the arrow. Somehow, his arrow was charged with lightning.

"Impossible," Horace uttered in horror as he found himself missing his target and his subordinates injured.

"H-how is this possible?" The now one-armed woman backed away with her other hand supporting her shredded hand. She couldn't believe what had happened; just the hell happened?

''Extras should stay still until it is your time, or do you wish to die more painfully.'' Pandora, while she tilted her head to an impossible angle, she looked like a scary possessed doll. The other five immediately forgot to breathe. They felt death caressing their skins, whispering to them that their death wouldn't be gruesome if they did something unnecessary.

''Gulp!'' They gulped.

''Good boys! Let's continue where we left off. So care to answer my question?" Pandora asked the man while increasing her strength; the man was already sweating.

Pandora recalled some painful memories; she obviously knew what would happen if those children were to be caught. They would suffer pain worse than death. It was something she wouldn't forget for as long as she lived. She was gentle by nature; she might have become twisted after many experiments, but it was still there; she wouldn't tolerate something like that happening again; she wouldn't tolerate them indiscriminately killing people, and children on top of that. If there's no justice, then she would become that justice.

''I've asked you a question. Why are you not answering?" Pandora said, putting more into her hand; the man had trouble breathing; he saw his death approaching, scared he hastily told the truth just to live a bit longer.

''It was because it was fun. I like feeling children's despair.''

Pandora didn't say anything and instead, applied more pressure on the man's neck.

CRACK!

The man's eyes bulged out while his windpipe shattered. The bone shard struck out of his neck, bringing him close to death.

Pandora released her grip, and that man fell to the ground.

"I see. I will enjoy torturing you.''

[Spirit of mother's nature head my call.] She inwardly mumbled.

She then snapped her fingers, and out of nowhere, the air above the man twisted was filled with a green light that turned into a small green orb.

The orb merged with the dying man and regenerated him to his former state.

"Just what on earth are you?" Horace asked as he took out a glass bottle from his pocket. The bottle has a circular red pill. It was one of the pills created by Five, a boost pill.

"Me~? I'm the justice and your death," Pandora answered while glancing at the pills,

"I see, you have decided to take this seriously.''

The others also took out some similar pills and consumed them. Their bodies trembled and became covered in black light for a moment. Their level didn't increase much, but they became stronger nonetheless.

Pandora could feel the nauseous aura that made her stomach churn from them. She was beyond disgusted.

Pandora's eyes were filled with a cold glint.

''Bugs should be eliminated.''

[Spirit of the Wind bless my body.]

The next moment, she disappeared from her position and appeared in front of Horace.

Horace wasn't scared. The floor beneath his feet erupted with black flame aimed at Pandora. The black flame was divided into many and attacked like laser beams.

As the black flame landed on Pandora, Horace leaped behind with his sword releasing small black fireballs.

BOOM!!

The floor cracked up with smoke and debris floating in the air.

The only woman in the group, the one who had her hand previously crushed, had recovered; she jumped in the air and made a slashing motion towards the dust cloud. She knew the opponent wouldn't die so easily, so she didn't wait for the dust to settle.

The air ripped apart with sounds of explosions as the energy claw moved forward.

The others attacked as well, all aiming at the same place.

BOOM! BOOM!

The entire warehouse was filled with sounds of explosions as attack after attack landed in the same place.

The floor was filled with flame and pulverized tile fragments while the dust cloud expanded.

"Did we succeed?" The sole woman inside the group asked.

"Definitely! No one can survive that!" One of the men answered with confidence.

"A pity I couldn't snap his neck myself," Another one spoke with disappointment. He hated how he was almost killed and then healed by Pandora. He wished to snap her weak neck himself, and only this way would he feel satisfaction.

''Let's leave," Horace took a deep breath and turned around. It was time to finish their mission, they got delayed, but it was okay; they could still do it.

Suddenly,

Swoosh~!

"What?!" Horace turned around as he sensed a powerful force from behind.

His jaw almost dropped to the floor with his eyes almost popping out of their sockets by what he saw next.

The dust cloud ripped as a beast had clawed it.

Gulp!

''No way!!" The sole woman inside the group gulped, her throat turned dry, her knees threatening to give up at the absurdity she was witnessing.

There stood Pandora, perfectly fine without a single scratch on her.

No!

Much fewer scratches on her body, and even her clothes were like before, without any trace of dust.

"Is she even a human?" The man, full of confidence a few seconds ago, stumbled back, not daring to believe the scene in front of him.

"He is definitely a monster in human clothing!"

The man wishing to crush Pandora's muttered with his body trembling. He was scared beyond words.

''How rude. I'm an elf, not a monster.'' Pandora, who remained unscathed thanks to the spirit of the wind protecting her, muttered with her head tilted to one side.

"It's my turn now, isn't it?" Pandora didn't wait for their answer before she lifted her hand and made a movement diagonally.

[Spirit of the Wind head my call: Severance!]

SLASH~

"AHHHHHHH!"

The men screamed in terror as their bodies severed into two from their torsos. Blood splattered on the floor like a fountain.

They howled in pain, feeling a pain they didn't think was possible before. Their hearts contracted and their eyes felt dizzy as they sensed death approaching. The surrounding wind tied them in place as they suffered Pandora's merciless attacks.

This continued for a moment before a sweet scent enveloped their bodies, making them feel peaceful.

The group was too busy to see an illusionnary tree, a big tree appearing under Pandora's command. This tree released a certain pheromone which penetrated their bodies, altering their senses, and making them feel peaceful.

The corners of Pandora's lips couldn't help but tilt upward. She loves toying with her enemy, especially her archenemy (A/N: People from the Chaos organization are considered her archenemy.)

She would toy with them to her heart's content; maybe at least they would feel a small portion of the pain she and the others felt back them. The pain their victims felt.

''I'm becoming more twisted, but I like this.''

[Spirit of Mother's nature bless them.] They thought they would die so easily? What a joke; it was only the beginning.