Arkan – Intuition VS System VS A.I

We need to talk

"Awe, is that Arkan that I see?"

Danny said as he stood up, watching the two girls run away and trying to act cool like he just had not fallen out of freight a moment ago.

"Father, are you alright?"

Fred said as sweat ran down his forehead. He would not let anything happen to his father. If something did happen, he knew that the other gangs would have his head on a spike as they went for their territory.

Arkan and Alax said nothing. Looking at the three left, they knew that they were dealing with masters and no matter how much they trained, they could not match them in the years that they had been training by themselves and without a teacher.

With the element of surprise not on their side anymore, there was nothing else they could do.

Arkan clicked his tongue and started to step back, angry at the missed opportunity. He had not pictured his first meeting with Danny after he killed his sister would be such a missed opportunity. Seeing this, Danny smiled.

"Ohh... How fortunate for me to have had two girls you were more worried about than taking my head on this day."

Danny said and Arkan knew he was right. If they had not stopped they could have taken the other three while they still tried to gather themselves, but now there was no way.

He had stopped because the two girls were near the last three guards and he knew that they would kill them as they were in the way since these people were ruthless too.

Alax clicked his tongue too as he knew that they had to turn back and run now.

Danny smiled as he reached for something on his back.

"How unfortunate for you that I have been also waiting for this day just like you have been for all these years."

Danny said as he took out something that even the ruthless bosses of the other gangs would never hold with their bare hands if they wanted to still exist, a gun.

Arkan, Alax, Fred and all the guards' eyes widened as they saw a gun for the first time in their lives and knew what it was capable of together with how illegal even to the gangs it was. The two, Arkan and Alax had no time to even think about all that, let alone how Danny had gotten hold of one as it was pointed at them.

"Fuck...."

Alax and Arkan both said as they knew that the situation that they were in was dire.

"BANG!"

Danny did not waste any time as he shot Alax in the chest right there and then. He did not want to waste the opportunity that had been handed to him just like the two had.

When he had panicked earlier as a head fell right in front of him, he had even forgotten that he had a gun as frightened as he was.

"NO!"

Arkan yelled in dismay as he watched his friend hold his bleeding wound and look at him. Blood come out of his mouth as he tried to say something but couldn't.

He fell right after as he dropped the katana that he was carrying, only for Arkan to hold him and stop his fall.

The two locked eyes as Arkan slowly laid him on the ground. Alax nodded like he had done 3 years ago when they had killed Sunny and his goons and Arkan was about to question everything.

That one nod come with so much understanding and resolve than any words could at that moment.

Arkan nodded back as Alax took his last breath.

He stood up, the hate of the world, the city, the people, the darkness, despair, and misfortune that had followed his life raging in his heart. His scarred eye started turning red again.

He rose up, still holding the katana, and looked at Danny with so much hatred that it was almost tangible. The three guards were taken aback by such eyes.

They knew fighting a man like this was like fighting a cornered beast. He could do things that some can consider impossible in that condition. One of them had fought such a person in this state, stabbing him more than 15 times without him dying until he took a katana and chopped his head off.

"BANG!"

Another gunshot rang out and a bullet hit Arkan on the shoulder.

There was no pain. All he could fill at that moment was rage.

"BANG!"

Another bullet hit him in the chest. Arkan kept on walking forward like the wounds met nothing to him.

The guard that had seen this before was the first to step back. The others followed as they could see that logic had packed its suitcase and left Arkan's mind at that moment in time.

"What is with this kid?"

Danny asked as his son Fred had already taken dozens of steps back and was now about two meters away from where he was standing. Drops of rain started to fall as a thunderstorm came out of nowhere.

Another shot rang out, landing in Arkan's stomach. That was when he stopped and his scarred eye completely red at that time.

"AHHHHH!"

He roared at Danny and then up to the heavens as he looked up. The deaths of his sister and Alax making his soul cry.

Then he started running like a caged beast finally having been let loose as he sprinted at Danny, wanting to take the head of the man who was the source of all his despair.

For some reason the guards sprinted the hell out of there, not knowing when the fear had grabbed hold of their hearts.

A flurry of shots rang out as Danny shot rapidly in panic, his hands trembling.

7 more bullets pierced Arkan as he still ran but only started to stop when he was just two matters away from Danny. One of the bullets had hit his heart.

He took more steps, trying to get to Danny still with his katana raised, but he was losing too much blood. Just a meter away from him, he finally fell down.

'No.'

He thought to himself as his senses finally returned back to him.

'No.'

He thought again as his face finally hit the now wet ground.

'I have to stand up!'

He thought as he gritted his teeth trying to stand but the energy living him.

"Well, that was a show."

Danny said, acting cool again like he was not about to shit himself seconds ago. At that moment it was only the two of them left in the alleyway.

"No….. I have to die while on my feet."

Arkan tried to say but only a whisper escaped his lips.

"Say hi to your sister for me."

Danny said.

"I can't believe it took me 7 years to get rid of this trash."

Those were the last words he heard as an instant later his world went dark.....

"Ahhh!"

Arkan creamed again as the last of the memories of the day's events played out in his head. He was breathing abnormally like a fish out of the water as he tried to take a breath after the shock of realizing he had just died.

It had only been a second since the giant of a man pointed his finger at him and when Arkan noticed him again, he had cleaned some of the golden blood he had coughed up and was at that moment walking to his throne that was at the back of the room.

As he was about to sit down, Arkan regained his composure again, well, at least he tried to.

"Such misfortune, Arkan, child of despair and sorrow."

The giant man said as he set down and then looked at Arkan again, warmly smiling at him.

"We do not have much time."

He said as he looked at Arkan's eyes and then took a serious tone with his next words.

"We need to talk."