Agent 3: Execution

Burst

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck Trey's insides, causing him to immediately grunt and grab his abdomen. He gritted his teeth, breathing heavily. "You shouldn't be here..."

"...What the hell is wrong with your gut?" Jessica asked, looking at him curiously. "Trey, talk to me. You told Vanessa that the Underdogs give you pain."

The pain only intensified, and Trey forced himself back up to his feet, desperately gripping his knife. "...I said... you shouldn't be here..."

"Try and use that knife, I fucking dare you..." She challenged him.

"Get out of here... I'm warning you now, girl... you don't wanna be here..."

"Tell me about the Underdogs, Trey, and only then I'll leave. Now talk."

The pain in Trey's gut only got worse still, and he gritted his teeth some more. "This is your last chance... get out..."

"Not a chance I'm taking, now just talk to me, god dammit!"

"GET OUT!" Trey yelled desperately, slashing the knife at her as if his life depended on it.

Jessica of course easily dodged, the Octoling not even really a challenge for her. She swiftly dodged a few more swipes, and then swiftly grabbed his hand out of the air, twisting it until he dropped the knife with a scream. Then, she kicked him toward a table, which he leaned against. Trey already had to take a breathing break, the pain getting unbearable to him now. He grabbed his gut, groaning in pain.

"Just talk to me, Trey! Fighting me is pointless!" Jessica urged.

Suddenly, Trey's abdomen seemed to twitch and convulse a little, and leaned forward, puking up some ink. Jessica, not expecting whatever was causing him pain to get that bad, cringed a little to herself.

"...Trey, what is in your gut?" She asked.

"Shut up..." He then grabbed a random saw from the table and went back to attack, again slashing at her. Of course, Jessica easily dodged and then disarmed her opponent, forcing him to use his fists.

At this point, the fight was getting surprisingly tricky to Jessica, mostly because Trey was obviously in an intense state of fight or flight at the moment, and was giving it his all. It was definitely like he was fighting for his life right now. As such, he was able to land some surprisingly strong and quick punches on Jessica, keeping her at bay.

Jessica backed up, realizing that she probably wasn't going to win the fistfight, but Trey was still coming after her, desperately trying to end her life. Deciding to use some more advanced tactics to overpower him, and jumped up and used her foot to kick off a table, landing a swift punch on his head, although this surprisingly wasn't enough to knock him down entirely. Using her legs, she spun around and did a roundhouse kick on him, stunning him, and then launched a sweep kick at his legs, tripping him.

When Trey again desperately attempted to get up, yelling as he did so, Jessica suddenly grabbed his head and slammed him into a table just softly enough to hurt him but not knock him out, before tossing him aside like a rag doll. Defeated, Trey landed on his back, where he now hurt too much to get up; the pain in his gut was really getting to him now. He puked up some more ink and started crying a little.

"Tell me about the Underdogs, asshole..." Jessica sighed.

He whimpered from the pain. "...Please... I won't say anything..."

"You'd better say something..."

Slowly, what sounded like a quiet yet high-pitched screeching sound began to fill the room, slowly picking up volume. Jessica looked around a little.