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Running faster than humanly possible, Arnout closed the gap between him and the cheerleader in less than 10 seconds. The woman calmly watched, en allowed Arnout to get up close. When Arnout was just 3 meters away, he raised his arms, and lowered his head, preparing to ram into the cheerleader.

Arnout fired his shotguns, but just before the beanbags hit the cheerleader, they where propelled away from her body. Continuing his charge, Arnout felt a powerful push that send him flying, although this time just a few metres.

"Arnout, that push was not nearly as powerful as the last one." Moaning, Arnout got up. "Ya think?!? That still properly hurt." "Arnout, I suggest we try this again, but now fire a pair of tasers the moment you fire the shotguns." "You sure computer? Can we take another hit like that?" "Arnout, the suit was designed for combat situations. It can handle flying a few metres through the air." "Ok. Hang on, here we go again."

The woman looked at Arnout with a smile of pure, and evil, delight. "You just don't know when to give up, do you?" In reply, Arnout raised his arms, palms outward. "No, I don't." Arnout fired both the beanbags, and the tasers.

The tasers, still connected to Arnout's suit, along with one of the beanbags, where deflected away from the cheerleader. The second beanbag hit her on the shoulder, breaking her collarbone, and sending her crashing into the pavement. With tears of pain and humiliation running down her cheeks, ruining her makeup, she hissed at Arnout; "You're going to pay."

Before the woman could lift him up, and throw him away again, Arnout warned her: "Hell no, witch. I start flying, I fire again. And this time, I'm aiming for your head. Demonstrating he meant business, he pointed his arms at her head.

Arnout aka The Emperors Angel 18:40, 29 June 2011 (UTC)

Arnout realized that even though her makeup was ruined, and her face twisted with rage and pain, he was looking at beautiful woman. "Tell me, what's your name?" "What? We are in a deadly faceoff, and you want to know my name?"