The tension was palpable as a hunter who fights stares down at a hunter for sport. Captain Rogers' forehead dripped cold sweat, he swallowed a glob of saliva as he looked at the one responsible for killing his whole battalion. His years of experience helped somewhat as the first thing he did was observe the monster, determining where its weak spots were. Sadly, he found none, after all, this is his first time fighting a creature that wasn't a quadruped for a long time. The worst part for him is the fact that the monster wasn't confident, it didn't show any signs of overconfidence, it glared at him as if he was his equal.

The long silence was finally broken when the monster moved, claws stretched wide, ready to tear him apart. Of course, Rogers saw this coming and prepare himself. The first swipe came from the side making their leader jump back, he couldn't reply to the monster's attack as the other hand went for a diagonal down slash forcing him to lean to the left. Fortunately, the claw had only grazed his clothing, now revealing a bare right shoulder. He gave himself a mental grin as he noticed that the monster had overextended itself.

He quickly rushed up to its guard, his twelve-inch blade held backwards and thrusted. He struck through and deep making the monster cry in pain. He could hear from behind him the cheers of his soldiers. He was going to continue his attack only gasp in pain as the monster kneed his side. He quickly retrieved his knife before his whole torso was grabbed and thrown across the makeshift arena.

He rolled to a stop and wasn't given enough time to think as he forced his body to stand up and immediately leaned to the side once more to avoid a claw that was about to tear his face off. Another came but this time he was prepared to dodge it. He leaned, successfully avoiding certain death but not all was saved as the bridge of his nose was scratched, though the injury didn't bother him since he was hyped up in adrenaline. Seeing the monster overextend itself again, he brought up his arms and charged back into its guard.

Sending two quick left jabs to the monster's face before following it up with a mean right hook, the monster stumbled backward, clearly stunned. Not missing this valuable opportunity, he brought his leg up and kicked the monster's right knee forcing it to go down, once it was down on one knee he held his knife backwards again and swiped. Green blood splattered all over the grass followed by a mandible falling, they Yautja screeched in pain and in it blind retaliation, managed to back hand Captain Rogers hard enough to be throw far away and collide with a tree.

Rogers groaned in pain, from a distance, he could hear his men cheering for him, telling him over and over again to get up. Despite having a couple cracked ribs on his side and a graze on his now, he really wasn't that much damaged when he compared himself with the monster he's fighting with.

Unfortunately for him though, that was going to change right now.

0007 had to admit, he severely underestimated this man. With deep stab wound an a missing mandible he knew that he was slowly tearing him apart. Which he wouldn't allow since, he still had to finish his contract. Ignoring the pain from his mouth and the wound from his side, he walked up to the still struggling captain. He had to finish this quick, lest he starts to adapt to his fighting style. He ran up to him and quickly grabbed him by the throat. The captain struggled against his vice grip and was about to start stabbing his arm, 0007 immediately saw this and threw him away. Just like earlier, 0007 ran up to him but this time he punted the captain forcing him to cough up blood.

He should've continued fighting but instead he rolled over and clutched his side, groaning in pain. An actual Yautja probably would've waited until his opponent could stand up again but he wasn't a Yautja, he wa Jumper. He brought out his claws and like a wild animal started to tear him apart. First was the skin then followed the flesh, not long after the insides. By now the captain's screaming had stopped, all sense of pain lost as he looked with horror at his ravaged body. Finally, 0007 found what he wanted, gripping the spine he tore it apart and pulled finally ridding the captain's body of his spine and head.

0007 leaned back and roared prompting his clones to do the same. The cheering of the humans had stopped and were now looking at their dead captain in horror. Once the celebration was over, 0007 looked at the terrified hunters. He was then reminded of the captain's wish; hoping that he would free his men if he gave 0007 a worthy battle to which he honoured.

He lied

The screams of the last hunters echoed in the forest that day.

Twilight Sparkle trotted around throne room, a worried look on her face. A million questions raced her mind wondering what was happening outside of the ruins. Did those traps that the mercenary taught them work? WIll she have to start shoring up defenses and begin their last stand? Did the mercenary finally show his true colours and betrayed them? All of these were suddenly put to a halt when she hear an unusual beat of footsteps. Looking up, her eyes widened at the sight of Jumper 0007, there was a large gash on his right cheek while his right side was bleeding.

Even though he had severe injuries, he walked as if they were nothing but flesh wounds. Grasped in his right hand was a small sack, the bottom was stained with crimson making her nervous as to what was inside. Nonchalantly, 0007 threw the sack towards her, the sack rolled a few times before it finally vomited out what was inside.

A human head

"Twilight Sparkle, meet Captain Rogers... leader of the battalion that is... well, was sent to kill the rest of you,"

Twilight eyes were wide as she tried to say anything. She never got another word as 0007 spoke again.

"Two weeks,"

"Huh?" Twilight said dumbly.

"You have two weeks to prepare an army before the humans back in the village realize something's up,"

Author's Note

Tell me your thoughts! Personally, I think the climax for this arc was kinda bad. I don't know, tell me what you think about it.