"Undoubtedly the most heroic action done by a single UIU agent on Christmas Day has been forgotten by history." Agent Ulysses head of the UIU to Commander Mathew Clark of the GOC.

Falmart. Near Tyuules apartment. 7:28 am. December 25th. 665 imperial time.

Delilah's plan was collapsing all around her. Her warriors that had attacked the embassy returned battered and bruised. A quarter of her warriors had been killed attacking the embassy alone.

Her warriors who were supposed to attack the museum had deserted halfway into the attack for some reason. Damn traitors. Things were not going as planned. The supposed Hayro tribe agents in the city were nowhere to be found. She couldn't let this all be in vain.

She took her 40 best warriors and made their way across the streets of former capital successfully blending into civilian population which hadn't risen up against their oppressors. Why hadn't they. No time to ask. She and her 40 warriors would make their way to Tyuules apartment and kill her for her traitorous deeds simple as that.

Her warriors then split off from the panicked civilians who were being escorted out of the city by the men in Blue coats and with the letters FBI and UIU written on them. They spotted her apartment soon enough.

Retribution was coming.

Falmart. Warrior bunny capital. 7:12 am. December 25th. 1 AEE.

Agent Pierce of the UIU quickly dashed out of the embassy across the streets of the former capital. He ran with his rifle in one hand. He had a hunch those warrior bunny fuckers would be going after their former queen. He had already alerted high command but too many units were bogged down trying to calm the panicking civilians but a unit would be ready by 7:45.

Still he had a job to do. The embassy just 30 or so minutes ago had been cleared and now he had to deal with this shit. He had been able to get a small break but he was still a bit exhausted from the fighting in the embassy.

The former Queens apartment was just a 10 minute dash away on foot. He had told his squad to follow him once they were fully ready so at least he would have some backup when shit hit the fan.

Running in the snow filled streets wasn't easy but he'd have to do. The snow wasn't letting up and it had already reached 2 feet and his walking was slowed to a jog by this.

He made it to the Tyuule apartment by 7:25. He would've have gotten early had it not being for all the fucking snow. He knocked repeatedly on the door.

Tyuule stuck her head out to see who it was. "Tyuule I'm agent Pierce of the UIU I'm tasked with taking you to safety since we are expecting an attack on your apartment by the warrior bunny Guerillas." He said. Him being tasked with this was a complete lie but he wanted to get this over with soon.

She briefly froze before saying "understood" and rushing inside to put on her winter clothes. Pierce seriously hoped to get this over with sooner. The sooner the attack was stopped the sooner he would be able to spend time with his girlfriend back at Paradise city.

"Ok I'm ready." she said. Coming out with a beanie with two holes in it for her ears and a blue winter jacket and pants. "Follow me quickly." Pierce said as he began to guide her out of the apartment and to the nearest UIU shelter which was some 8 minutes away if they just ran.

He ran down the stairs and he saw through a nearby window several warrior bunnies on the rooftops making their way to the apartment. Shit he was going to have company.

Falmart. Warrior bunny capital. 7:30 Am. December 25th. 1 AEE.

Tyuule ran out of the apartment complex as agent Pierce guided her to a shelter. They struggled to run with the high snow. Arrows flew by them as 8 warrior bunnies jumped down to block their escape to the main road. Pierce pushes her into another street as he fires his rifle at them, possibly killing a few before running right after her.

"Keep running don't fucking stop they are on our tail." He screamed as he ran behind her. A dagger hit the nearby trash can and she saw her own kind dashing behind her while some jumped from rooftop to rooftop to get her.

One jumped down from the rooftop to try to tackle her but Pierce rifle butted the assailant and shot her. She heard him stop and fire behind him and screams of pain coming from the bunnies dashing after her before he was running right behind her.

"Jesus fucking Christ how fast are your kind." He said panting as he ran. "Who's Jesus again?" she asked as she ran with him. "I'll tell you when we get out of this fucking shit hole." He cursed. She could only wonder why these people cursed so much as she ran. It was amusing to say the least.

He threw a little pineapple shaped thing they call a grenade behind him and it exploded behind them slowing down the bunnies right behind her while the ones on the rooftops fired arrows or leapt down and tried to block their escape.

This was successful at times where she and Pierce had to take several detours to prevent getting surrounded. At one point they climbed over some back alley fence.

She had the quirk of being a warrior bunny which allowed her to practically jump over it Pierce did not and he got two arrows to his right leg as he climbed over it. He fell on the floor on her side of the fence and got up.

As she began to run again his attempts to catch up were slowed to a fast limping. "Fuck agh. Go ahead." He said as he grunted in pain. "But I can't just leave you-" she said helplessly before she cut her off.

"Go run get the fuck out. This isn't a dumb fucking movie so don't pull this dramatic shit." He said as ready his gun and shot down several of her kind jumping over the fence. She obeyed. She didn't have time to spare in formalities; she ran and ran, hearing gunfire behind her.

Several of her kind were still in hot pursuit though less thanks to Pierce. She finally burst out into the main roads and streets of the capital as several GOC soldiers nearby directing some civilians to shelters ran towards her or began to open fire on the warriors pursuing her.

Two of them helped her get to the shelter as others headed into the alleyways to mop up the remaining assassins.

She was alive and that's all that mattered at this point thank the gods.

Falmart. Some alleyway in the warrior bunny capital. 7:39 am. December 25th. 1 AEE.

Pierce readied his assault rifle thinking only what the fuck was he doing. Either way the two arrows in his right leg hurt like hell but by this point he had fucking accepted this was going to be how he died.

I'm some fucking alleyway in a foreign land by fucking rabbits. Not by any of the foundations MTFs or horrors life and decided to humiliate him by dying to wannabe rabbit Vietcong.

Sadly for them they weren't trees for them to hide in. Heh. He said a quick prayer and said under his breath. "Sweetheart forgive me for going like this." As he gunned down another pair of charging rabbits.

They ones on the rooftops tried to continue the chase after Tyuule. He shots them down pretty quickly. Had Tyuule not pulled a brief moment of movie bullshit and actually ran early she would have done herself a favor.

Seriously why did people act like they cared for a person they had just met some 10 minutes ago. Better to just get this over with, he thought as he rifle butted a bunny trying to jump down from the roof on to him.

Moving around was a pain for him due to his injury on his right leg. 4 bunnies on the rooftops tried to fire arrows at him but he shot them quickly but two had loosed their arrows and one hit him in the chest. Had it not been for his Kevlar vest that arrow shot would have been lethal Instead of felt like a strong punch.

He grunted in pain before 5 bunnies were upon him. He kicked one in the stomachs and used his rifle as a club to bash one of their heads as one got behind him and stabbed his back repeatedly. He grabbed the bunny by stabbing him with one arm and with pure strength alone ripped her ears off though he tore a bone doing this action. She screamed in agony and pain but she was off him at least.

The last 1 threw a dagger which impaled itself into his hand holding his rifle. "You fuckers and your aim." He cursed out loud as rushed her and tackled her. She was caught off guard and he beat her with his two hands.

He got up bruised and bloodied and awaited the rest to come. He saw a chestnut haired rabbit leading the rest. She placed a hand in between her and the rabbits about to charge him; she then spoke in Latin to him.

"You've fought admirably but let us pass some of us have already slipped through and are already after the former queen. Is it truly worth it to defy us, you're just one man." She said, chuckling and sharply. He spoke back to her in Latin. "Ya it's fucking worth it buying her time." He coughed some blood. "What are you, her boyfriend?" She said jokingly and half asking.

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Pierce vs Delilah theme.

"Nah I'd just like to see you fuckers burn for ruining Christmas and for killing my mates." Said Pierce as he took out his combat knife.

His combat knife was the Chilean Corvo knife designed for slashing and its hooked tip was used for also gutting enemies which is what made it unique from other knives. He had bought this beauty for himself and had used it at Ganzir. Now he was going to use it again.

The chestnut hair rabbit gave a nod of brief respect. Her warriors began to jump onto the rooftops to pursue Tyuule but by this point he knew she had reached safety so no use in trying to stop them.

"May I have your name before we rip each other apart." He said to the chestnut haired rabbit as she readied her short sword. "Delilah. Yours." She said calmly. "Pierce." He said grunting.

She then lunged at him jumping from the sides of the alleyway toward him. He readied himself surrounded by the bodies of the rabbits he had already killed on the blood stained snow. She came crashing down on him; he barely blocked her with his Corvo as he then kneed her repeatedly while she managed to get a slice on his arm.

She fell back a bit from the kneeing and he rushed her with all his remaining strength and slashed her face. She hissed in pain, jumped back and threw two daggers with her left hand; he barely dodged one but was hit in the stomach but the other. His Kevlar vest barely protected him from it and it left a small cut on his stomach as it was suck on his vest.

He ripped it out as she tried to attack him and weakly threw it at her which she dodged easily. He hated how she could so easily move in the snow and he couldn't either way he still tried to dodge her attacks.

She then slashed open his vest with her sword and he slashed open her arm with his Corvo. She responded by elbowing him in the mouth as he barely held himself together. He then tried and failed to tackle her and fell on the snow.

She also stabbed him in the back with one of her daggers but he quickly blocked it. She then punched him with her free hand and he kicked her off him. Snow and blood cover both of them. "You're better than I thought." She said with slight admiration.

"Heh. You're pretty good yourself but fuck you." He said grimly as he tried to get up weakly. She then jumped at him and he weakly parried her attack before she punched him in the gut and kicked him into the wall.

He was internally screaming in pain. She then stabbed him again in the stomach this time it went through the shredded vest. He then took his knife and with the last of his strength slashed her. The hooked part got stuck on her right breast and he pulled Corvo doing what it was supposed to do. It peeled off a large part of her right breast along with several of her muscles and flesh.

She screeched in pain and he collapsed bleeding on the snow as the snow fall began to let up.

She got up one of her hands covering her shredded right breast as she jumped onto the roof.

Heh fuck you he thought as he weakly lifted his middle finger at her as she left. Lay leaning on the walls of the alleyway for support as bled out. He didn't want to die but it was happening. He wished he would have been able to spend this Christmas with his sweetheart.

He then slowly began to cry. His usual demeanor and attitude breaking away. He just wanted one Christmas with his girlfriend. "Is one nice Christmas too much to fucking ask god." he cried as he looked up. He guessed it was.

Still what more of a magical day to die than on Christmas.

He then slowly closed his eyes as the world went black around him.