TASK:

Byron was still Creeping across the walls from earlier. Watching out very carefully to see if he was being followed. Some sweat was dripping from the Okama's forehead. Nothing he had done before prepared him for such an event and the implications of such an event were beginning to get to him. Almost making him crack. Crap...Just How the hell did I get here...He couldn't worry about that now, but a little stealth across the compound wouldn't kill him. As he was creeping amongst the compound, in one of the hallways he would proceed to walk down and hear footsteps coming by, clearly armed pursuers or some other people that inhabited the building. Instinctively, Byron would move back down the corner in order to listen in very carefully to what was going on. As two normal looking mooks seemed to be walking down the hall, having a conversation of their own.



As Byron overheard this, he panicked on the inside. How the hell did they know he was gay?Why was he captured in the first place???Who the fuck was this boss guy!?Byron nearly wanted to internally scream at how much they knew of him, as well as how they managed to get him here in the first place. Instead of keeping his usual cool in battle, Byron was now shivering, noticeably more sweat was coming from the top of his forehead. Just how the hell was he going to take these guys down....The only thing that was with him right now was the element of surprise...He just had to use it.

As the two men started to come across the corner, Byron would pop out of the corner, His hands partially transformed to have Talons on them right now.



Right before they could pull out any weapons of the sort, Byron would immediatly pop two fingers from each of his hands into their eye sockets, before grabbing their heads with 1 in each hand and slamming them together to Render them unconscious/Kill them. The stabbing into their eyes had rendered them blind, while the slam sure made a decent amount of noise, but it wasn't anything too Noticable. Very carefully...byron would Set the bodies down as to avoid any form of high alert, before wiping the blood off his talons onto the bodys. He'd place them down behind the corner in order to avoid them being seen from a distance. As the only thing that allowed him to take down the men in fact was his superior strength and speed.


2 T0 Mooks Down.

Alright...Let's try to keep the casualty count to a Minimum.With that said Byron would move over slowly throughout the compound, as he would try to listen in to gain further information on what the hell was going on. Traversing through hallways. He'd continue to inch across the walls. Damn was it hard to really get his bearingr ight now, he was traversing an unknown building and honestly could not tell as to whether or not he was even going in the right direction.With a quick idea, he would transform into his full zoan owl form and begin to fly carefully. As the owl zoan form he possessed granted him enhanced hearing and silent flight alongside a plethora of other benefits. Thus being ideal for stealth.

Stamina:530/550

Word Count:773

Byron continued to fly around, not really tired at all throughout the building. Time was of the essence in getting the hell out of here and making sure that nobody else found him, soon however the bodies were going to be found and it was important that Byron maintained a low profile. His silent flight really backed him up in that area. As Byron would continue to flap throughout the area, he would notice things seemed clear, too clear in fact. When a group of four was heard moving throughout the area, speaking amongst themselves. Byron didn't have much in terms of options right now and had to think of a way to hide quickly, as he would go up onto one of the Cieling lamps illuminating the hallway and hide directly on top of it, perching himself lightly in an attempt to prevent himself from crashing down on it.

The four men would walk by slowly, Byron due to his hearing able to tune into it and hear them clearer than a normal person would.

Heh, How much do you think the boss is gonna pay us for this guy we caught?I saw alot of money in his damn room recently. Maybe it's our paycheck boys!

Shit I don't know... For all we know he could have escaped by now, I heard the faggot was a devil fruit user, something about a bird?

You gettin soft on us Tony? Even if he can turn into some stupid bird, it's not like he can take us down or anything.

As Byron was standing on the top of the cieling lamp, the cord that was holding it up was starting to break and twinge, the sound of it getting louder and louder as the lamp began to almost fall down. The men would stop their walk and look above them, seeing the silhouette of a bird and the cord snapping.

Oi what the hell...


Shit I think it's!-



Shit!

At that moment the cord would snap, causing the lamp to crash down on the heads of one of the men, a mix of glass and bulb spreading out around them which didn't exactly hurt most of them except the man it had landed on, as a mix of glass was covering the mooks body, which made him flail around in a panic and almost hit those he was with. Given the four mooks were in a tight space, this caused one hell of a problem as they attempted to move back. In the meantime Byron had landed on the man's head in his full owl zoan form.

Hoo!

The Owl would peck down hard on the center of the mans head, intent on piercing his head and succeed. Cutting into his skull and brain before plucking back out and flapping into the air, the man's lifeless body falling down on one of his comrades in front of him. Woah shit!I think it's the faggot!Get him!That yelling was going to attract attention, so now Byron was forced to think of a quick escape and a quick means of dispatching people. Before the man could pull out his own weapon to attack Byron with, the Okama would charge head first into the man's face with his owl zoan form and his beak outstretched in order to pierce the area between his eyes like a bird bullet. Albeit this time the technique had much less power inside of it because he wasn't using a "technique" really. Unfortunately for the okama however, he was partly stuck inside the mans head due to this, while trying to pull his beak out another one of the mooks had appeared and slammed his weapon down on the man's owl body. Causing Byron to be sent down onto the ground with a large heavy thud. The Two mooks were standing over him about to strike him down to death, they weren't the previous Joe Schmoes Byron had fucked up before.Die you stupidass Bird! with that, the man would bring down his weapon again, only for Byron to roll over to the side and dodge. Sure he was dazed from the blow, but because of his current capabilities, Byron certainly was not lacking in the endurance and speed department compared to these guys. Transforming into his half zoan form quickly. Byron would preform a technique where he stuck his two index fingers inside the nostrils of a man upwards, before hurling him over his shoulder. Aiming this at one of the mooks that attempted to smash his bat into him, he would successfully get the man in that "grip", before chucking him over into the area behind him. Causing the guy to crash through one of the walls because of the impact.

The last mook didn't hesitate to attack Byron while he was preoccupied though, slashing across his leg, The okama winced before gripping the man across his head and twisting it. Effectively snapping his neck from the front. Footsteps could be heard rushing over to Byron now and he had to do something fast or risk even more enemies coming at him...

Stamina:514/550

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WORD COUNT:935

TOTAL WORD COUNT:1,708

The Footsteps were starting to get louder and louder....Byron would turn to his left and his right, surveying both sides of the hallway to find multiple mooks trained at him, the catch here however was these guys were all aiming guns at him. As they each started to speak up. Oi Motherfucker!I don't know what you are, but stand the hell down and we wont blow your ass to kingdom come!The threat was serious, as some of the basic marksman had their bullets trained on Byron's body right now. He had to think of something... As he would look up, the cieling was made out of wood right now, and that was certainly convenient compared to being made of stone, but wait!That mean't there were more floors to the compound as well!.Oi what the hell are you looking at!We said surrender goddammit! There were Five to Six Marksman on each end of the hallway, effectivley blocking him off from running, he was gonna take a serious gamble right now in order to escape. As Byron would pretend to crouch down as some form of surrender.Alright Boys~I'll Give up~.With that, mooks with swords began to go near him to handcuff and restrain his body, however as they approached. Byrons "surrender" would reveal to be a farce and in reality be a setup for him to jump straight through the ceiling.

See Byron was in a squat position on the floor when he surrendered, making it appear as if he was gonna go down, but in actuality as the men approached He would activate one of his special speed techniques as he jumped up quickly. Properly himself with his hands aimed directly above him in order to pierce through the ceiling to get the hell out of there!The Zoan user crashing directly through the ceiling and into god knows where on the second floor.

Stamina:497/550

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Cya Boys!

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Word Count:455

Total Word Count:2,163