'Father trained me so well' [NPCAngus! and whomever]

Note: Using Percy account for Angus, because he's not worth his own account  


Angus didn't expect what happened. Peter had gotten it into his head that with their brute force, their words, they could take anything and make others fear them. They'd done that, but fear just seemed to cause Percy to do... whatever it was that he did. Angus had lost his hand, it was too far burnt to a crisp to repair. He still had his life, Peter didn't have that anymore. Angus couldn't sleep just thinking how quickly it had happened, that monster taking away Peter and half the town in one second. And to think, Angus had been trying to dominate that monster just before, Percy had been taking the damage all this time, easily able to stop it. Angus felt terrified of him now, and beyond angry. He'd get revenge if he could, but there was no point now. Percy had been caught, and for a mass murder like that, he'd surely be executed and removed from the world. In one way, it meant Angus didn't have a rival anymore, but another way told him Angus would never have a chance anyway. Nanari was beyond him, seeing Percy with her didn't need to prove it to the boy. Delilah was furious to see Angus so hurt, at first she'd shown fury towards Percy too. But, after a while, she stopped cursing his name, perhaps feeling sorry for her employee, for his fate. 

Angus was sulking as usual, unable to work in his state anyway. He slumped over the bar, thinking to himself about things before Nanari came over. His heart jumped just a little, asking him if he was alright. Angus put on a smile, "I'm fine. It's just... my hand really. I don't think it can be healed either, that... mon... um, Percy made sure of that." Angus assumed Nanari still might care for Percy, best not to call him Monster in her presence. Angus looked to Nanari's hand, and didn't take much to accept it, getting up. He was smiling, a part of the naive boy wondering if perhaps getting Percy locked up really did make Nanari notice him. 

Angus didn't question this much. He'd been so stressed the last few days, and this looked like a chance to be relieved of some of that. Having some of Nanari's time, at last, Angus thought to himself. She led him somewhere random, Angus still smiling, though a little confused. Then Nanari dropped, and he almost went to help, until she spoke. Angus relaxed a little, chuckling awkwardly, like he always did around this girl he admired, never really knowing what to say. Nanari moved a little, which didn't make Angus suspicious, what did, was when Nanari mentioned visiting prison. But, she moved fast, swishing around with a sword suddenly at Angus's throat. He froze, looking to the sword, feeling it press further as he swallowed. Nanari spoke some more, and Angus's surprise turn into a scowl, and a glare. "Of course I know that monster," No need to hold his tongue anymore, Angus thought, "He's been getting in my way for so fucking long. Trying to take you away, then trying to take away my chance to learn from Peter. Then taking my fucking hand. Yeah, I know that monster, Percy. He's getting what he deserves." Angus growled. He knew he wasn't going to get Nanari now, not willingly. She had a sword to his throat. The only way now, was to do as Peter taught him, take what he wanted. So Angus tried moving to the side, and attempt to grab hold of Nanari's wrist that held the sword. 

With a grunt, Angus found himself on the floor, looking up to Nanari glaring down with him, sword at his face. He glared back, so furious at everything. Everything, it all wasn't fair. Angus never got what he wanted, never got friends, never got his mother's attention, never got the girl of his dreams. No, and yet when some lowlife street rat comes along, everyone just loves him. Delilah gives him a job and a second home, Nanari gives him all her attention. And Angus gets nothing, nothing at all. It wasn't fair. Peter taught Angus, that when life wasn't fair, when it gave you nothing but shit, you get strong and just take what you want. Angus deserved to get what he wanted, life was just so unfair to him. Angus had to growl to Nanari, so livid at how weak he looked right now. "It's my right to take what I want, I deserve it! You'll be mine, Nanari, I'll make sure of it." Angus threatened, quickly shuffling to his feet. It was an open gesture, but Angus knew now how strong Nanari was, he wasn't going to be dumb. He might only have one working hand now, but he could still fight. He was sure Nanari would forgive him later if he hurt her now, once she was his. So he turned to the side, and charged forward, the kind of move he'd used many times to pin up the smaller Percy against a wall before hitting him. Of course, Percy didn't know how to counter Angus's attack, so he was waiting to see if Nanari did, and aimed a kick to her legs if she tried moving.