The beeping noise continued to ring out, each one coming from a small penny sized detector that was hidden around the ceilings.

  The detector listened into the manor’s audio, repying it into a man’s headset.

  This man was resting outside of the manor, sitting on a far away tree. He watched Myusel silently, using his sniper rifle to analyze her actions.

  “Strange… The audio Brother Rance’s bugs left behind got blocked off… Right as father’s murderer grabbed that whore’s hands!” The sniper thought as he put his sniper down, taking his headset off.

  The sniper was a sharp chinned young man with long tied back bck hair. His name was Donny Hartford McDickerson, and he was one of the senior members of the McDickerson Remnant.

  He brought his sniper scope back up and continued to watch the purple haired Myusel silently. He saw her pick up Milrd’s unconscious body. He clenched at the sniper’s trigger, trying his best to not shoot his target.

  “Damn you all… Brother Rance was a hero. He helped me get my first blowjob at the back of a movie theater. You will die…! Damn you..!!!” Donny muttered as he watched Myusel leave his room, dropping his sniper onto his waist.

  He was sweating heavily from holding back, trembling from rage. He clenched his fist, causing blood to ooze out from his fingertips.

  His rage was interrupted when he heard his pocket phone go off. He pulled it out from his military vest, bringing it to his ear.

  “Yo...” Donny said as he answered the phone.

  A deep voice came in through the phone and ordered him to do something nefarious.

  He then nodded his head, grunted and then put his phone back into his pocket. He then leaped off of the tree, nding effortlessly. He slowly began walking back towards the house, pulling a trigger from his pocket.

  He pressed down on it, causing the small beeping from the detectors to stop. They spread a light electrical signal, which hit at the numerous security surveilnce systems established by Chad.

  In a split second, all of the Man Manor’s automatic security systems were shut down, leaving them defenseless.

  With that, Donny walked forward with multiple rifles in his hand. Special ones that glowed with a powerful orange red hue. In his finger was a car key, which he clicked on lightly. He was determined, with a mission to complete.

  And this said mission was to kill a certain bitch.

  …

  Milrd opened his eyes, noticing the ceiling above him. He turned his head, realizing he was in some small bedroom.

  He had no idea how he had gotten there, since his st memory was when he clenched onto Myusel’s arms and bcked out.

  “My blood… It activated… I thought I could control myself…!” Milrd thought as he clenched his fists beneath the light bed sheets.

  He started to get up, but felt as if he could barely move around. He slightly turned his head to the side and saw Myusel sitting down next to him.

  She was now wearing a sweater that covered her sports top, with her hair now down to her shoulders. She watched him silently, until she noticed him staring at her.

  “Ah… Milrd. I-I’m really sorry. I got too aggressive with you. It was stupid of me… You’re a guest and your opinion should be respected. You just care for Rolondo, and I appreciate it… Now, please drink this. It’ll help calm your nerves.” Myusel expined as she sipped a small tea cup.

  She then brought the greenish tea towards his mouth, holding it over his lips.

  Milrd sighed and drank it, finishing the warm drink in a few seconds. He felt his body’s strength returning and sat back up on his bed.

  Somehow, the side effects of the G-bomb were taken away by the drink. The marks on his arm were gone and his weakness disappeared.

  “It’s okay, it’s whatever. But, what was that? It helped a ton…” Milrd asked as he saw Myusel pce the cup on a nearby cabinet.

  “It’s a magical girl brewery, mixed with traditional Japanese tea. It takes time to create, but I had time with you being out for a few hours.” She expined as she sat back on her wooden chair.

  “Cool… Myusel… I don't know what happened, but… I just want you to stop treating Rolondo like a little kid. He deserves to do what the hell he wants. If you keep it up, he'll just hate you. I made a promise to help him" Milrd said as he began to get out of the bed, using the wall as a support.

  Myusel came up to him and helped him reach the door, holding him by the shoulder. She looked up at his face with a smile.

  "Fine, I'll apologize to him and consider what you’ve said. But, only if you answer my question." Myusel replied as she kept following him.

  Milrd looked down at her and nodded, showing his willingness to answer her question.

  "Earlier, your eyes went red and you had enhanced strength. You nearly broke my wrists before you fell unconscious. What was that? Was it because of your blood…?” Myusel asked as she stared at Milrd’s eyes.

  He pulled himself away from her and leaned on the wall, turning towards her with discomfort.

  “Yeah… I don’t know if Chad told you this but my blood boils when I feel enough rage… I bck out and become stronger. The G-Bomb in my system makes it easier to activate, but it’s uncontrolble either way… It’s getting worse and worse, like a goddamn curse.” Milrd sighed.

  He’d normally never tell anyone this, but he felt weirdly comfortable around Chad’s fiance.

  “That’s unfortunate, really. But, I don’t believe it to be a curse. It’s a power that you could use, no?” Myusel replied with a light smile.

  “You just said I nearly broke your wrists with that power. That’s fucked.” He shook his head as he looked down at her slightly bruised arms.

  Myusel covered them up with her sweater sleeves and shook her head.

  “I don’t disagree, what you did was messed up. And I don’t wish to bring up poor memories, but I remember Milly, your sister, activating the same rage. Back when we fought against the King of Cucks, I could see her powerful aura even from afar…” Myusel smiled as she remembered the Cuckold War.

  Milrd gasped slightly, remembering that Myusel was the strongest magical girl who had fought with her sister against the King of Cucks. They had saved the world together, meaning she knew things about Milly that he never knew about.

  “She could do that? I never knew…” Milrd muttered as he pced his hand on his face, caressing his nose bridge.

  “From what I’ve seen of her, she was able to turn the blood she cursed, given to her by the man she hated, into a form of strength. She saved thousands of people with her rage, so maybe you could do the same too. Instead of being afraid of it, you can use it to be the best hero possible.” Myusel expined with a smile.

  Milrd went silent and considered both what Myusel said, and the words Milly had told to him in the past. Even if he was cursed with the dangerous blood of the King of Cucks, and even if he fucked up in the past, he still had the chance to become a better person. Even with the seemingly awful setbacks brought by his blood.

  Milrd stayed silent for a few seconds and began to consider what Myusel had mentioned earlier. While his rage began to build up, he could remember her going off on a strange rant.

  “Myusel, thanks… But I just wanted to ask… You mentioned redemption earlier… What happened… I can kind of rete with everything that happened to me a few days ago…” Milrd said slowly as he looked up at her.

  “I…”

  As she began speaking, Milrd felt the hairs on the back of his head tingle, causing him to turn his head to the side. Suddenly, the window shattered.

  BANG!!!

  Myusel smmed into the wall, with blood spurting out from her head. A small magical aura appeared around her body, phasing in and out of reality.

  The long, glowing sniper bullet flew out from her head and nded on the ground, crushed by her powerful shield. Despite that, it was still intact and able to cause the powerful magical girl to feel pain.

  Milrd had ducked by the bed when he heard the gunshot, and began to crawl towards Myusel to check on her.

  But as he did this, he noticed the bullet begin to hum and shake. He turned and saw it detonate!

  “Oh SHIT!!!” Milrd’s jaw dropped as his vision was consumed by powerful white fmes!

  BOOOM!!!

  Milrd was thrown back by the explosion, flying through the multiple guest rooms, and finally out into a rge gss window. He nded on the forest below, fumbling through trees and grass.

  He felt that he was only able to survive this thanks to the strengthening boost his Cuck blood’s activation gave to him!

  As he rolled down the forest’s slumping hill, he looked up and saw the manor begin to colpse, with fmes and debris falling onto him!

  “FUCK!!!” Milrd yelled as he was crushed by the now destroyed manor!

  …

  A few minutes passed as Milrd found himself buried under rubble. He pushed the rocks off of his body, pulling his sore body out. Surprisingly, he was mostly unharmed by the random attack.

  He checked his pocket and saw that his G-bomb needle was fine. He also checked his pants and saw that his phone and pistol were broken, crushed by rocks.

  “Shit. How long was I unconscious? And who the hell would have done that? The McDickerson Remnant…?” Milrd thought as he put his broken pistol back in its half crushed holster.

  He continued to walk around the ruins, looking for who’ve caused the attack. Chad’s mansion was ruined, turned into a fiery pile of rocks and ruined furniture.

  Millions of dolrs worth of items had been destroyed because of this sudden attack. Milrd was getting pissed on Chad’s behalf, saddened by the lost cash. Whoever did this had to pay.

  After a minute of wandering, he began to hear a light “RATATATAT!” It was obvious to him that it was the sound of a machine gun, a military grade one at the very least.

  He ran forward, over a small mountain of destroyed bedding. Once he did, he heard the noise become louder and saw a rge van shooting multiple machine gun rounds and rockets, smming into a rge pink shield.

  The magical girl Myusel, who was in her uniform, was protecting herself and an unconscious Rolondo with her shields. Normally, this amount of gunfire would be easy for her to handle.

  But she had a bleeding gunshot wound on her shoulder, which had a light orange aura around it. It looked as if it were draining her energy, leaving her shields far weaker than they’d normally be.

  “You’re FINISHED, WHORE!” A loud voice from the van roared as a rocket unched out from the van, crashing into her shield!

  This knocked both her and Rolondo back, shattering the shield. Milrd ducked down, hiding behind the wall.

  Bits of rubble and fire flew past where he once stood. He peeked from the wall, watching as the gunshots continued to bst out from the machine gun.

  Inside of the van was a man, who held a machine gun in one hand, and a rocket uncher in the other. He had tons of gear and vests around himself, giving off a rge and buff look.

  Myusel was ying on the ground, with blood oozing out of her limbs.

  These gunshot wounds had light orange auras around them. Her shields were weakening as another rocket shot out, shattering her final magical protection.

  Milrd crouched down to hide, realizing he had no real weapons to fight with. He had to sneak around and take the attacker out without being noticed. He hoped that Myusel could hold out long enough!

  As Milrd snuck around the rubble, the attacker threw the rocket uncher onto the ground. He continued to slowly walk forward while shooting his machine gun. He stood over Myusel, looking down at her in disgust.

  “You’re a real durable bitch. Snipers, explosives and even machine gun fire can’t kill your skank ass! All because of your stupid magical shields. But… I know what can break through this crap!” The attacker chuckled as he stopped his machine gun fire, pulling out another rifle from his vest buckle. It glowed a powerful reddish orange, giving Myusel chills.

  He aimed it at Myusel’s leg, shooting through her aura’s defenses! Blood spewed out from her thighs as a corrupting aura grew in her leg.

  “AaaAAH!! How…?! My m-magical d-defenses!?” Myusel cried as she clenched at her leg, tears streaming down from her face.

  She tried to hold out her hand to send out a powerful bst, but was shot through the hand before she could!

  “Music to my ears!” The attacker smiled as he saw her writhe in pain, twirling the glowing rifle in his hands.

  “AHhh! W-w-why? Why do you do this to us?! A-and how?! Rolondo… He did nothing to you!” Myusel yelled as she tried to move away. The man then stomped his foot straight onto her mouth and pressed down!

  “Silence whore. Let me expin, bitch. This little gun has the properties of an anti-degenerate weapon, but works on anti-degenerates like magical girl bitches! Special property of the McDickerson Remnant smartest minds! The security you and your husband left around was rudimentary, easy for me to wipe out. You underestimated us, you scum!” He ughed as he kicked Myusel’s face!

  However, the attack was mostly blocked by her remaining shields, instead injuring his foot. He fell back from the pain, grabbing his foot.

  “Even then… It doesn’t make sense… This Remnant, all of you… You could just continue on with your lives! We don’t need this… This conflict!” Myusel cried as she limped towards Rolondo, attempting to reach and protect him.

  But before she could, the attacker stomped on Myusel’s bleeding hand and twisted his foot, breaking her wrist!

  She cried out in pain as he crouched down to look at the unconscious Rolondo. He chuckled while walking towards the girlish looking man.

  “Chad killed our daddy. Daddy gave us the cash necessary for our fun, for our lifestyle. But, that’s not the issue here. You’re right in fact. This war really doesn’t need to happen in my opinion. Some of my brothers may disagree, but it’s how I feel. I could just get a job and live a normal life without his cash. We all could. Even with our love for Daddy, we could settle for peace. At least I could. The issue is what you magical girls did to my brother.” The man roared as he picked up Rolondo, holding him by his neck.

  “W-what?! NO! Leave him, please! What did we… What did I do to you to deserve this?!” Myusel cried as she saw him clench on Rolondo’s throat.

  Milrd continued to sneak, but stopped when he heard Myusel’s shrieking. He knew he couldn’t beat the guy in a straight up fight, unless he disarmed him or was closer.

  He was still weak from the explosion that caused a lot of damage to him. He also still had the wounds from his fight with the original McDickerson, which he could still feel. So he pulled out the syringe from his pocket and brought it’s needle to his neck veins.

  “Fuck it… I have to save them. I have to do what’s right, even if my body goes numb… Not only is that what Milly would’ve wanted… It’s what I want!” Milrd thought as he pressed down on the syringe’s plunger, pushing the cold liquid into his now boiling blood!

  At the same time, the attacker continued to rant while shaking Rolondo’s unconscious body.

  “Zach, he was my brother. My direct blood sibling. Years ago, a degenerate monster attacked our house. It killed my mother and was about to attack my brother and I. He saved me and helped me escape, so I called for help. In fact, I saw a magical girl flying across the city. I called for her, and even got her to stop for a moment! But despite that, she still ignored me and flew to chase after some random boy! In fact, even more magical girl’s came and ignored my pleading to chase after her! After the monster was finally defeated, hours ter, I finally saw my brother’s beaten and dead body… He was INNOCENT! Ever since that damned day, I’ve been training to become an assassin, honing my skills with the strongest secret organizations. When I heard my brethren’s call, I knew the time to get my vengeance had come!!!!” The man yelled as he began to break down, pressing his weapon on Rolondo’s head.

  “This… Must’ve been when Jimmithey had run from the magical girl mansion… When I was a different person… This is... My fault!” Myusel considered as more cold sweat trickled down her skin.

  She ignored these thoughts and used his rambling as a chance to escape. But the man quickly noticed her, immediately pulling out his machine gun and firing at her!

  More of the anti-magical girl bullets shot into her skin, fully breaking her shields.

  Myusel was at the brink of death, with tears running down her face. The attacker looked down at her in joy as he clenched at Rolondo’s thin cheeks.

  “MY BROTHER DIED THAT DAY!!! MY FUCKING BROTHER!!! ZACHARY HARTFORD MCDICKERSON!!!! FUCKKKKKKK!!!! I’LL SHOW YOU AND DADDY’S KILLERS HOW IT FEEELS!!! TO LOSE THE ONES YOU LOVE! TO LOSE YOUR OWN FUCKING CHILD!!!” The McDickerson assassin yelled as he stopped shooting at her and aimed the gun at Rolondo’s face.

  At the same time, Milrd emptied all of the G-bomb into his neck, feeling the hot liquid flowing through himself. He knew it was time to attack, so he stepped on the piece of rubble and began to run forward!