Made To Fight! The Story Of A Trans Superhero!

“...Before we start, I just wanna ask you a question?” Dallas asks as he pulls a cigarette out of a pocket on his belt and places it into his mouth.

“...That depends on what the question is…” Jack says as he squints at Dallas while trying to keep track of his every move.

“How did you know that I was here? Most of my targets are long dead before they ever get the chance to see my face.” Dallas takes out a match, strikes it, and lights his cigarette. “With that being said, even though you aren’t even one of my targets I still don't like there to be any loose ends when I’m done with a mission.”

“...Eh…you’re gonna be arrested soon, so I guess what I tell you doesn’t matter that much…” Jack says with a shrug before giving him the answer to his question.

“...I hope this works…” Love says before she quickly summons three light arrows and stabs them into the ground right in front of where her, Maka, and Candi were sitting in the closet.

After this first step Maka forms some of the water from the pack on her back and shapes it into a pair of drills before destroying the back wall of the closet. After this she reshapes the water into a sphere and splashes it over herself and her two girlfriends.

Finally, Candi takes a cookie out of her fanny pack before grabbing both Love and Maka and places them over her shoulders and runs straight out behind the dorm until eventually turning when she thinks that they would be out of the sniper sights.

Candi then made a beeline for Jack’s office.

She kicks down the door.

Jack doesn’t react much to this aside from just shooting the girls a glare (which was only slightly similar to his default expression).

Candi places Love and Maka down as gently as she could in her current state of worry and exhaustion (which wasn’t as gentle as she usually would’ve been).

“...Jack! Sniper! Help! Please!” Candi gets out between her quick exhausted breaths.

Candi eventually calms herself down enough to explain the situation in full before Jack nods and leaves the room.

“...Clever girls…” Dallas says as he tips his hat down slightly over his eyes.

“...They learned from the best…” Jack says with a small smirk.

“...I’ll be the judge of that…” Dallas says as he takes another puff from his cigarette.

“...So, are we just gonna talk or are we gonna do this?” Jack asks while he cracks his knuckles.

“...Ready when you are…” Dallas says as he drops his cigarette to the ground and stamps it out.

Jack gives a subtle nod.

“...On the count of three…” Dallas says as his hands hover over his gun holsters.

A tumble weed rolls past the two men which was strange because they weren’t particularly common in Central City.

Jack and Dallas stare each other down as Jack waits for the countdown.

“...One, two…”

Jack holds his flask close to his lips.

“...THREE!” Dallas shouts before quickly pulling out both of his revolvers and fires a single shot from each of them.

At the same time Jack takes another drink from his flask.

Before the bullets are able to hit Jack he blows a large flame from his mouth and melts the bullets in mid air.

Jack tries to take another sip, but Dallas quickly reloads and shoots the flask out of his hands before he is able to do so.

Jack gives a slight shrug and pulls out another flask.

“...Who allows a teacher to drink on campus anyway?” Dallas asks as he quickly reloads and aims his guns back towards the tired teacher.

“...They make an exception for me…” Jack quips before drinking again.

“...How unprofessional…” Dallas says with a smirk as he pulls two coins out of his pocket.

He flips them into the air one right after the other and fires a shot at each.

The bullets ricochet off the coins and fly towards Jack.

Before the bullets reach him, Jack dodge rolls to the side and shoots small ice needles out of his mouth and towards Dallas.

Dallas tosses both of his guns into the air, backflips over the projectiles, lands back onto the ground and catches both of his guns before firing again.

He successfully shoots Jack’s other flask out of his hands.

“...You don’t happen to have a secret third flask on you, right?” Dallas says before reloading his guns again.

“...I only have two pockets on the inside of this vest…” Jack says as he rubs the back of his neck. “...What do you think?”

“...Just makin’ sure…” Dallas says before quickly unloading two more bullets towards Jack.

Jack dodge rolls again and starts trying to carefully yet quickly make his way towards the outlaw.

Dallas takes a few steps backwards before reloading and firing again.

Jack sidesteps both of these and is now right in front of Dallas.

“...What an odd stance…” Dallas says as he takes a few more steps back. “...I’m guessin’ that this is some sort of martial art?”

“...Drunken fist…” Jack answers before he starts to rhythmically yet seemingly unpredictably sway from side to side.

Dallas aims his left revolver towards Jack, but Jack grabs his arm and uses the palm on his other hand to strike the bottom of his gun and sends it flying from the cowboy’s hand.

“...Not too shabby…” Dallas says as he successfully dodges an oncoming flurry of wild yet organized punches from Jack.

“...You're not too bad yourself…” Jack says with a smirk. “...You have talent, but it seems you lack discipline…”

Jack quickly sidesteps and weaves behind Dallas, grabs his arm, and tosses him over his shoulder.

Dallas scrambles to his feet before Jack quickly makes his way over to the gunman and checks him with his shoulder.

The outlaw tumbles backwards but quickly stops himself before getting back up onto his feet.

Jack slowly walks towards him and crosses his arms.

“...Give up yet?” Jack says with a stern expression.

“...You know what…I know when I’ve been beat…” Dallas says with a chuckle as he reholsters his remaining revolver. “...You win…”

Dallas puts both of his hands into the air.

Jack pulls out a zip tie as he walks behind Dallas and attempts to tie his wrists together.

“...Can I say one more thing…” Dallas says with a smirk.

“...I feel like you're going to speak no matter what I say…”

“...Think fast!” The cowboy shouts before he kicks Jack in the stomach.

As Jack doubles over and grabs his waist Dallas quickly pulls out his revolver one more time.

“...You know how to count, right Jack?” Dallas says with a shit eating grin.

Jack grits his teeth as he wraps his arms around his waste.

“...Since I’m a gambling man, I’ll give you a shot….” Dallas says as he spins the chamber on his revolver. “...Familiar with Russian roulette?”

This question causes Jack to chuckle for some reason.

“...You know what, sure…I’ll take those odds…” Jack says as he takes advantage of this opportunity. “...What do I get if I win though?”

“...I’ll let you live…” Dallas says as he points his gun at the lazy lecturer. “...How’s that sound?”

“...Bold move…” Jack says as he slowly stands up and holds his hands up. “...I’m curious to see how this turns out?”

“...Oh I like you…You’re fun…” Dallas says as he lines up his shot. “...Too bad things had to turn out this way though…”

“...Yeah, too bad…for you…” Jack says with a smile.

This odd response causes Dallas to falter.

“...What’s that supposed to mean?” Dallas says as he cocks his head to the side in confusion.

Dallas is suddenly surrounded in a glowing pink and purple aura.

“...What the…” Dallas bewilderedly shouts as he manages to turn his head to see what was going on.

Sir Isaac Quentin was standing with his cane pointed towards the vigilante.

“That’s enough of that.” Isaac says as he uses his psychic abilities to lift Dallas into the air.

“...Aw shoot…” Dallas says as Isaac slowly approaches him.

“You must have been sure of your abilities to attempt something like this.” Isaac says as he places the end of his cane back onto the ground. “I’m impressed that you managed to avoid my detection for so long.”

“...Thank you kindly…” Dallas says with a small chuckle.

“...You’re still going to jail though…” Isaac says as a stern expression quickly appears on his face.

“...Figures…” Dallas says with a sigh and a disappointed scowl.

Love, Candi, and Maka quickly make their way over to the group.

“Thank you guys!” Candi enthusiastically shouts as she rubs the back of her head “Boy, that was scary!”

“Yeah!” Maka follows with a grin. “That was an awesome plan, Love!”

“...I’m glad you think so…” Love says with a blush.

“It’s good to see that you are all safe.” Isaac says with a sigh of relief. “...That being said, care to fill us in on what’s going on here?”