I'm really sorry, Banki! (/TG/ WRITEFAGGOTRY)

For once, Isaac was in surroundings that weren't hostile towards his continued survival. A thick forest to his back, a lake to his front, and a beach to walk on left the engineer with nothing to do but traverse the lake's edge. He'd not seen so much as a horrible claw of a necromorph anywhere, but he still couldn't help feel uneasy.

 

So, when he saw someone ahead, a redheaded girl in a matching cape, his first instinct was to bring his plasma cutter up.

 

“Hey!” He said, catching her attention. “Who are you?

 

“Whoa, hey!” She said, bringing her hands up. “Put it down, please?”

 

“You're... not one of them?” Isaac asked, hesitantly lowering his cutter.

 

“One of what, Outsider?” She asked, brows furrowing.

 

“I- never mind,” Isaac lamely said. “Where am I?”

 

She shrugged, walking toward him. “Gensokyo.”

 

“Never heard of it.”

 

“Typical. All right, let me- Gah!” Sekibanki said, tripping over a previously unseen rock. Isaac, operating on instinct more than anything, lunged forward to catch her. He had something witty prepared to say as he pulled her up, but it died in his throat when the girl's head fell off and rolled across the sand. It came to a halt face-up, glassy eyes staring at the engineer.

 

And then the body wrapped its hands around his neck.

 

“Fuck!” Isaac said, wrestling with the uncannily strong necromorph. He threw the body away with a shout, and took aim with his cutter. One shot severed an arm, and Isaac nearly jumped as a screech came from behind him.

 

“YAAAARGH!” Sekibanki's head cried, bouncing around in agonized agitation. “It was a joke, jackass! Quit it, quit it, quit it!”

 

While, logically speaking, Isaac knew this all had to be one giant hallucination, the girl's words were still enough to distract him long enough for the main body to smack him upside the head. Reeling, he took another shot, taking out a leg and sending the monster toppling. Firmly ignoring the cries of the head behind him, he fired twice more, leaving the body a quadriplegic.

 

Just before he turned to deal with the head, there was a sharp piercing pain around his ankle, and he dropped to a knee with a cry.

 

“NOM!” The head growled out, teeth clenched firmly onto his foot. Isaac kicked his leg out several times in a desperate attempt to dislodge her, and after that failed he simply started bludgeoning her with his plasma cutter. That worked markedly better, the head detaching with a whimper and bouncing away.

 

As Sekibanki's head rolled around, crying, Isaac lined up behind it with a heart of stone. He wound his leg back, waiting for her to look up at him.

 

When she did, her eyes went very wide.

 

“Oh shi-”

 

The arc of Isaac's boot terminated on Sekibanki's face with bone-shattering force, launching the head up into the sky and soaring a great distance over the lake.

 

Hidden observers on the scene would later report that Sekibanki had gone ALL THE WAY.