"And where's the fun in making since?" - Discord, season 2 or 3
Anna was walking around school looking for her target. But trying to be inconspicuous about it so as to not draw his attention. And since she couldn't find him, she eventually decided that he was either waiting for her at her house, or that he was aware of her job somehow and was trying to take note of her. She did a sudden back flip to see if there was someone behind her, only to see an empty hallway. No lockers to hide in or behind, no classrooms, oddly enough, and no side hallways to duck down. And she highly doubted he could move quick enough to get into the roof without her noticing.
Maybe I'm just paranoid that he could actually kill me... She thought, turning to head toward the schools front doors, and her way home.
Little did she know, that Alfonso was smart enough to avoid detection by not going into the hallway in the first place. Hearing her walking resume, he slowly stuck one eye around the corner and saw her drop her textbooks, and with a soft mumbled foul word, bend over to pick up the books. As she did, the jeans that she was wearing almost ripped. This caused Alfonso to blush slightly and look away from mere dignity for her than anything else.
At the very least, she'll be able to cut my hands. So why am I showing such blatant respect for her? Alfonso asked himself mentally.
After hearing the school doors close, he went to the back of the school to retrieve his bicycle. It wasn't anything fancy or eye catching, but you'd be able to recognize it if you saw it twice. It was mostly red and black with white spokes and tire covers. It also had a trunk type basket on it. In it was various forms of brass knuckles that he only ever used in dire times.
Like now, when Discord thought he could get the drop on his best student. Alfonso reached in, grabbed a pair, and turned around swinging at the poison dipped, jagged edged, rapier that Alfonso had made the mistake of hitting with his Iron Hand style before. The two pieces of refined metal hit and released sparks as the rapier scraped off the knuckles as it was deflected.
"Try a bit harder to kill her than merely watching her from behind corners, Al. Trust me, You'll need to be able to beat me using my favorite rapier before you can even hope to beat her," Discord said, rolling the deflection into putting the weapon back in it's cane sheath.
"You say that, but the instant I can, you'll either kill me in my sleep, poison my meal or drink, have another syndicate kill me, or something else so as to keep your throne as head of the Elements of Chaos," Alfonso countered, setting the iron/steel alloy knuckles that he made himself back in their special quick draw slot in the basket.
"Oh puh-lease! Would I-" Discord stopped himself short as he took note of Alfonso's disapproving look. "Yeah, I probably would..."
"There ya go," Alfonso said, turning back to unlocking his bike so he could get home in time for dinner. He lived on his own, but with the amount of blood money he gets from the simplest of jobs that he didn't really need to go find a job to support himself. Did he feel bad about it? At first, yes. But it's like they say, you kill a bit of yourself every time you take a life.
"Oh, right. You have guard duty today by the way. Silverflight got a blade in her ribs. She's still alive, and sent the assassin to hell, but I fear her time is coming to an end," Discord said, stroking his cane with an evil smile.
"I'll guard him if you leave her alone. She's like the sister I wish I had," Alfonso said, getting on his bike and putting on his helmet, knee and elbow pads. No, not for safety, but because anybody foolish enough to attack him like this would be easier to take down than if he didn't have these basic protection items on.
"Oh phooey. You really are not that fun when on a job, are you Al?" Discord asked in a mock disappointed tone, moving to block Alfonso from leaving.
"Yeah, now move or I'll run over you," he said, pushing off with his right foot while starting to pedal with his left.
Discord smartly teleported himself somewhere that wasn't near him. Alfonso immediately stopped and turned to one corner of the school, reached into the basket, pulling out his special knuckles while getting off his bike.
"So you did sense me," Anna said, stepping out from behind the corner.
"Yeah. And who do you work for?" Alfonso asked, moving to circle around her, keeping a good dash distance between them.
"You already know who I work for, the EoC. Same as you. And I'm assuming your job was to kill me," Anna stated, circling him as he circled her.
"Really? Then let's put on a good show," Alfonso said with an evil smile, then dashed forward.