Two miles from the Night Raid HQ…

"Cass… Cass… CASS!" Clyde yelled. "WHAT!" She yelled back in response. "There's a rainbow!" Clyde said with a giddy smile. Cass just cringed as she had been since Clyde set of a nuclear weapon in the small town.

By now it was about eight in the afternoon and the gang was bored trying to pass time. Veronica took the reigns of the horses while Cass was teaching Kei how to play caravan, to which Cass was losing at an embarrassing rate. Boone sat atop the stacked steel lockers scanning the area for threats, which in his case were hanging branches. Clyde sat bored polishing his favorite riot helmet that had had a set of bullet casings on it. Suddenly Clyde looked up at the road ahead of him.

"Stop the horses." He said getting up and equipping his .44 magnum and holstering his Trail Carbine on his back.

Kei looked for an instant at his face and shivered with fear. Boone noticed it was the same face he had when he headed into the Divide without him. A dark cheshire grin with eyes as sinister as a feral Night Stalker. He only looked this way when he found his equals or superiors in combat. He put on his riot gear and donned his riot helmet. Finally he stepped of the cart and took the Desperado hat off Kei. He nodded at the rest of it's occupants and everyone grabbed their weapons. Everyone began to share that dark demeanor that he did as they silently equipped their weapons of sat confused at what was happening before her.

"Clyde just gave us the signal for when a fight with those of greater or equal strength will occur. Usually it never happens, but those few times it happens, shit gets pretty messy. Considering your position you should take this and run." Boone said handing her a .45 handgun, then picking up his hunting rifle.

Kei wasn't about to run but her legs were trembling too much for her to even muster enough strength to fight besides them, let alone argue with Boone. Many questions ran through her head as she sat behind the cover of the lockers. Who could possibly be of greater or equal strength as them? Which version of Clyde was the real one? And if the group wasn't serious in the village, how strong are they in reality. So many questions ran through her head and none of them she had answers to.

Clyde walked about two hundred yards into the forest until he reached a clearing of grass. He stood in the middle of the grass field and rested his hand on his .44 revolver.

"Come out kid. I won't hurt you... yet at least" He spoke into the forest in front of him.

The grass rustled and the moonlight shined upon the area in front of him. A young lady with a katana walked out of the shadows, her red sword a contrast to her eyes and hair.

Clyde looked at her and slightly laughed. "You know I expected my opponent to be a twenty foot giant with claws and horns, but fate put me against a teenager. I knew I shoulda changed my name to Irony. But let's not kid ourselves, we both know why you came for me…"

Clyde ranted on as a figure crept up behind him, sword in hand. He charged, the jumped and prepared to slay him when Clyde grabbed his blade and threw him to the ground.

"TATSUMI!" Akame yelled as Clyde put him in an arm lock and forced his revolver to his skull. Clyde laughed hysterically then stopped suddenly. "I never said I was talking to her did I? DO NOT let me down, I came sensing a killer, not a brat who needs lessons on silently walking. Consider this a warning." Clyde said before pistol whipping him in the back of the neck knocking Tatsumi out.

"Now since that has been dealt with..." he said standing up before noticing Akame's eyes were pitch black and her hands on her sword. "And now they give me the real opponent? Seriously guys, work on your timing." Clyde laughed standing up and hitting the side of his helmet turning on the glowing lights on the helmet. He then pulled out a Legion Denarius in his pocket and flipped it in the air. It flew into the air with a loud pinging sound and they both began staring at each other ready to kill.

The coin finally hit the floor and Clyde drew his handgun as Akame bolted at him. The helmets glowing red eyes gleamed beneath the moonlight as the drifted from side to side dodging the sword being swung at him. Every cut was just millimeters from a strike and every gunshot a hair away from being lethal.

In the trees watching the battle were the motley crue of wastelanders. "Should we help Cass asked. "I think they can handle it." Leone answered. The group fell to silence, then scattered into the woods as Cass unloaded five slugs into the area where Leone stood. She slowly lowered her hand to her satchel to get a flask of whiskey only to realize it was gone. "Bitch is gonna learn today…" She whispered angrily as she ran after her.

Boone wandered through the forest ever so carefully when a shot from a rifle caused him to duck behind a tree. He looked out again and another shot came whipping past his face.

A Mile Away…

"You know kid your shot is a bit left of target..." Deacon remarked. "I AM TRYING TO CONCENTRATE! PLEASE SHUT UP!" Mine yelled at the overly critical spy. Right after she finished yelling at him a bullet bounced off the tree next to them and knocked her gun out of her hands and off the cliff. Deacon barely caught her as she slipped off the hill. "No my pumpkin!" she yelled as it dropped down the hill. "Seriously kid that is your priority right now?" Deacon grunted as he struggled to keep Mine from falling

Back in the Forest...

The fight between the assassin and the courier had gone on for around ten minutes and while Akame had nearly reached her level of fatigue, Clyde seemed unfazed by any of the fighting. It was just when Akame stabbed straight through his jacket at what appeared to be Clyde's heart that he threw the coat at her and kicked the swords woman against a tree. She attempted to pick up the sword again and Clyde disarmed her and threw the sword into a tree. He holstered the revolver and pulled out the trail carbine, throwing it forward then pulling it back and loading the lever action rifle with one arm. He put the rifle to her head and his foot on her right arm pinning her to the tree.

"You see kiddo, I'm in a different league then you. Sure, you got talent, and you seem to have quite a few kills under your belt, but you're nowhere near perfected." He said looking into her soul with the glowing red eyes of the riot helmet. She glared back at him with the eyes of a wounded wolf still on the hunt.

"So that's your response, fine then. See you kid..." he said without regret.

The hammer on the rifle tilted back and Akame stared at the bullet in the chamber with disbelief as to the fact she had been beaten. Then a gunshot rang throughout the forest.

Author's note: HOLY MOTHER OF FUCK CHAPTER FIVE IS DONE! Seriously kids college is harder than I thought and I had absolutely no time to write fanfic, (but there is always time for Gintama, right kids?) Anyways college and other shit aside, I'm back and ready to write at least one more chapters by January.