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This is why we can't have nice things: a little girl with a mask comes and blows it up!

Marriage. Talking to people about shopping, listening to people arguing about artifacts. Aside from buying food and stuff for Ruffnut and some tie with Sasami and Negi, the trip had been a whole lot of nothing for her. She'd secretly been hoping for a fight, an Ohm encounter, SOMETHING to give her some fire. To have been reigned back by protocol and conversations and matrimony...it was like she'd picked the booby prize.

So a run in the Sensorium was just what the doctor ordered. She was running on the roof of a city and then jumping to another, finding it was easier to do than it had been in months: evidently, her new items and her training with Overlord Zetta was paying off. With the magical help from Negi too,s he found a use for magic in her fighting, a way to make things a little cleaner.

Not that she always planned to be clean, as she burst through the window of the D'Amico residence, guns in her hands, a look of pure blood lust in her eyes. She remembered this scene before: she was scared at first, there had been so many men and so much firepower, one stupid move would have resulted in her brains and various limbs on the floor. This time, however, she, came at them with full force, and her speed came in a blur, as she discovered with glee that their reaction time was SHIT compared to her own, and even shooting at her avoidable when she could switch the air currents and ricochet it back at them. By the time she arrived in D'Amico's room, she had spots of blood on her, and a determined look on her face. The scene behind her was a blood mess of bodies and missing limbs.

"I'm back bitch, she said. "Now let's see if you can take me out like you did before."

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"Thor almighty."

Ruff was high above the city watching the carnage through the window with a crooked grin.

"Sheesh, she's almost as good as I am!" The simulation of her brother remarked from his mount on the second head of their shared dragon.

Ruffnut and her hideous Zippleback head both rolled their eyes as both heads of the dragon and the viking twins turned their attention back to Hit Girl's show.

She had mentioned something about losing her father to these people once before, so Ruff didn't want to interfere while she fought. Revenge was important after all.

If she knew that anyone else was here, she made no signs of showing it. Her attention was on Frank D'Amico, but she hadn't left him unprepared: now he was in full samurai regalia, if only because as he was, she would have wiped the floor with him with Zetta's gun alone. He held the sword in defense mode, and she grinned, dropping her guns and going for a sword of her own.

And they clashed immediately, a thrill of fear running through Hit girl. This was exactly the situation she remembered: he had the upper arm strength and the size, she had the killer instinct and the speed. He came at her with pretty vicious cuts too: the maych of steel on steel made her hands vibrate and cut against her skin. But he was much too slow for her, after all she had been through.

When he made a bad attempt to cut her down to size, she was there before he had a chance to pull back and she slashed him diagonally from face to abdomen, a grim smile on her face.

He gurgled, said an obsenity about her parantage and fell before her, a pool of blood on the floor. She took the sword, cleraned it quickly and placed it back in the sheath, looking around.

Ruffnut burst out cheering and whistling, even her brother applauded at the spectacle. Now that the final boss was dead the Dragon swooped in and clung to the side of the building.

"THAT WAS AWESOME!!!"

She took a moment to take the results in. She was ashamed to think she lost the fight with D'Amico in real life: without Kick Ass that would have been the end of her. Now, looking down on him, she felt empty. D'Amico was small potatoes compared to the Ohm anyway, and all this proved was that she had a long way to go.

But at least that was a place to start: killing this prick had at least proved she could. Then she was brought back to life by the cheering. Ruffnut?

"Oh, hey, R-ruff, she said, surprised to be interrupted. "What's going on?

Ruffnut climbed up her dragon and in the window, "Nuthin' just kind of wound up here and saw you being awesome!"

Hit Girl shook this off, making sure to watch her feet and she stepped away from the pools of blood. "I'm making sure that my reflexes are where they need to be. So far, not too bad."

She didn't even notice one of the guys starting to creep up, ready to take out the young girl.

Ruffnut however zeroed in on this and without a thought took her buckler off hurling it like a disc and slamming it into the the jaw shattering it.

Not that the sensoriums would have really hurt Hit Girl but it was a matter of pride.

The man swore (or tried to, anyway) and Hit girl silenced him with a gun shot to the head, not even taking her eyes off of Ruffnut. That had actually surprised her: she figured Ruffnut might not have seen him creeping up. Looked as if Ruffnut deserved a LOT more credit, not that Hit Girl didn't give her a lot to begin with.

So she walked up to the viking girl, unsure what to say. "Thanks for having my back," she mumbled, and the next part came out a lot easily. "Your turn to pick our training, Ruff."

Ruff blinked surprised by the option. "Uh...Well...huh." She turned and glanced back at the dragon hanging by the window. "OH! OK, come here!" She seized Hit Girl's arm dragging her along to the dragon and stopping a few feet away. The Viking girl then proceeded to climb up onto the Dragon's neck and boot her brother off the other head literally.

As Tuffnut fell to his digital doom Ruff straddled her Dragon head. "Bet you've never flown before~"

She wouldn't have needed to drag Hit Girl along to the dragon: after fighting that one Overlord Zetta sent at her and Katara, she was ready for anything. She was a little surprised at the two heads though, and looked over at Ruffnut cautiously.

"Uh, not like that, if that's what you mean," Hit Girl said, observing the dragon. "And you're sure this dragon guy (or guys?) won't try to eat us up?"

"Sure!" Ruff patted her dragon's head affectionately. Just come slowly and offer your hands out, no weapons. In fact hide your knives!"

The dragon to it's credit was distracted by all the blood in the room sniffing the air curiously. One spat out some sparks in disgust.

Luckily, all of her knives had already been taken off her person when she went to fight D'Amico. She did get rid of the butterfly knife though.

She did walk over to the dragon now, arms free, and thanks to the Sensorium, making sure no trace of blood was left on her clothes.

The dragon leaned in accepting and touched it's nose against her hand.

"OH now carefully get up on it's neck like I am and take the ropes. That one's name is gassy. This head's name is sparky." She explained.

Gassy to his credit burped out a cloud of green flammable gas.

Hit Girl calmed down a little as she touched the dragon's nose, and then nimbly climbed up the neck, grabbing at the rope.

"Pretty nifty," she said. "Hey, if its all right with you, let's ride around for awhile. I kinda wanna talk about some stuff."

Ruff nodded, "OK, just try and go the same way I do. Like this." She tugged the lead and the dragon heads moved in unison, peeling off the building and dropping like a stone for half the distance before the wings opened up and then were shooting across the rooftops. Way faster then a jet pack.

Heh. Jet packs. She missed hers.

But she didn't even get scared once she started to drop, in fact even cheering when they started to shoot forward.

"This is awesome!" She cheered, then turned to Ruffnut. "Did you talk to Hiccup and Astrid yet?"

Ruff winced as Hit Girl brought it back up, "Not yet, It's gonna happen I just haven't found em yet!" She insisted. It was hard not to get annoyed that it was so hard to find them.

"Just asking," she said, grinning. She had an idea things would be OK with the vikings: they were supposed to be pretty tough people, right?

"I'm going to be doing Overlord training, did the Overlord tell you that?"

Ruffnut shot a glance back at Hit Girl. "I thought you already were. You know when all three of us train together?"

"We were training together, but I was the assistant, not fighting as an actual Overlord. Right now I'm on the same kind of training as you. He didn't want to before: thought I was into being a hero."

Though really, she had a point: she really did get the same amount of training.

Ruffnut still didn't seem to get it, "But I wasn't like...fighting against you. We were working together."

"Doesn't matter I guess, s'long as we're both training together it's fun."

"I never would have said we were fighting each other either," Hit girl said. "It was weird..I always kinda felt like the Overlord wasn't really looking at what I did. It's probably all in my head but I wanted to make sure we were both on equal footing."

Besides, with all these people who actually had super powers, why not try at overlording? "Damn right. You're one of the strongest women I know. No way we're never not going to train together."

Ruff grinned and gave her a thumbs up, "So we'll both be overlords. It'll be awesome!"

Though Ruff only had a basic understanding of what Overlording meant.

Hit Girl did briefly wonder what kind of an Overlord she would make. Well, Ruff was awesome, but sometimes got confused easily. Maybe being an Overlord with her would be a GOOD thing. They could train together, and exchange pointers about how to best deal with complex situations like that.

"So when you become a full fledged Overlord, what kind of place would you want to rule over?"

Ruff steered the dragon out over the ocean as she thought, "Somewhere like home I guess. With lots of big tough people. And kick ass monsters!" She mused.

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