1. The Blonde Brawler
Sunlight filters through a window in a guest room in a house in Vale. The room, being a guest room was relatively scarce. There was a bed, obviously, a desk with a lamp and a few books resting on it against the wall opposite the bed. Two doors were stationed on the far wall, one being a closet and the other being a small personal bathroom. On the bed, someone was sleeping soundly; the covers over their head to block out the morning sunlight.
Slowly, the door opens leading to the rest of the house creaks open leading a young female to poke her head in. When she sees someone sleeping on the bed, she opens the door and walks in still in her sleepwear: a simple white tank top, a silhouette of a blue bear on the chest, and solid blue pajama bottoms; one leg rolled up to her knee. She shakes her head, attempting to fix her disheveled blue hair, but it only serves to make it worse. She sighs and continues walking to the bed. Once she reaches it, she leans down and pokes the person beneath the sheets.
"Hey... (Y/n) wake up." she says barley above a whisper.
You don't stir and she begins to violently shake you.
"Wake up ya lazy bum!" she screams.
You continue to sleep soundly as she just stares at you, then a devious smirk spreads across her face. She backs up to the wall then runs to the bed, kicking you out of it.
"WAKE UP ALREADY!"
"Azul... why?" you groan from the floor.
"Because you need to get up!"
"But you know I need my beauty rest." you say finally getting up off the floor.
She scoffs.
"Please, you'd still be ugly no matter how much sleep you got."
You put your hand over your heart, feigning being hurt.
"Oh Azul, must you be so... cruel?"
"Ugh! You are so lame!"
"Come on you're smiling." you say chuckling.
Azul crosses her arms and looks away, her face red from embarrassment and exasperation.
"Whatever. Mom said to get you for breakfast."
You shrug and start stretching.
"Alright, just let me get ready."
"Aren't you gonna say something to me?" she asks, expectantly tapping her foot on the ground.
You think for a second then snap your fingers.
"Yeah... you should probably fix your hair. I'm sure Amari wouldn't want a porcupine at the table." you chuckle.
She just looks at you in disbelief before stomping out of the room, slamming the door on the way out.
"Geez, what is her problem?" you mumble walking into the bathroom.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
After finishing your morning routine, you make your way to the dining room and are greeted with an array of different foods: pancakes, eggs, bacon, fresh berries and toast. You were drooling at the sight until your eyes landed on Azul glaring daggers at you while eating. You noticed that she had fixed her hair so it wasn't as messy, revealing a pair of bear ears on her head. You ignore her and start making a plate. As you were, a golden haired woman walks into the room, the same bear ears on her head and still in her sleepwear: a simple yellow nightgown, an apron still tied around her waist.
"Good morning (Y/n)." she greets with a smile.
"Morning Amari." you greet swallowing a mouthful of pancake.
Amari noticed Azul glaring at you but decided not to comment on it. Her being mad at you most likely meant that you forgot what today was, so she walked over to the table pouring a cup of coffee before you spoke up.
"So Amari, why'd you want me up for breakfast? I mean, not that I'm not grateful for the food, but you know that I'm not a morning person."
Amari sips a bit of her coffee before answering.
"Well (Y/n)... do you know what today is?"
You stop eating and think...and think...and think until you finally have an answer.
"Um... Saturday?"
Amari nods noticing Azul getting progressively angrier.
"Yes and...?" she urges.
You begin tapping the side of your head with your index finger.
"Um... uh... well..."
Azul had finally had enough; she stands up and slams her hands on the table, snapping you out of your deep thought.
"IT'S MY BIRTHDAY YOU JERK!"
You snap your fingers, finally remembering.
"Oh yeah! Happy birthday Azul!"
Amari giggles while Azul calms down and sighs.
"Please tell me you didn't actually forget what you promised me."
"Of course I didn't forget! I...just didn't remember. But, uh, could you remind me what that was?"
Azul just face palms and Amari walks over to you.
"Her weapon (Y/n)." she whispers.
"Right, right! I promised that I'd help you fix your weapon."
"And...?" Azul urges.
"And... that I'd help you train with it so that maybe you'd get back into Signal." you say sheepishly.
Azul smiles victoriously.
"Thank you. We're leaving as soon as you're done eating so hurry up!" she orders running out of the dining room to her room to get ready.
You sigh, exasperated and Amari clears her throat to get your attention.
"So... how much are you planning to spend on this weapon?"
You shrug.
"Dunno, but I do have nearly 3000 lien saved up from my... job, so about that much.
Amari frowns at the mention of your 'job'.
"I know, I know, but... I won't just let this slide. Amari you've shown me so much kindness that I wouldn't feel good if I didn't pay you back in some way. I've been getting closer to finding him the past few months, and I will bring your son back to you."
Amari nods and gives a wry smile.
"I know... you should still be careful though. If you died because of something like this..." she trails off.
She feels two arms wrap around her, looking down she sees you hugging her. She smiles and hugs back before you speak.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything crazy... for now." you say chuckling and letting Amari go.
"Besides, when Onyx Rose is finally repaired, I'm cutting ties with them."
Amari looks at you shocked.
"But what about-" you cut her off.
"I'll think of something Amari, I promise." you say confidently. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready, getting this weapon fixed is probably going to take forever."
With that, you retreat back to the guest room to prepare for the day. Amari sighs, knowing she should probably trust you, but her motherly instincts tend to take over at times. Granted you aren't her child, but she can't help but feel... scared for you.
"(Y/n)... please stay safe."
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
After you finish your shower, you step out of the bathroom drying yourself off. You lay the towel on the bed so it can dry and begin to get dressed. You slip on your underwear and walk over to the closet, open it and grab your casual clothes. Well, casual and combat clothes as it was your only set of clothes; not that you minded of course, but you could use some more variety. You shrug, not really dwelling on it too long, and begin to get dressed. You slip on your shirt: a simple black t-shirt. After that, you put on your jeans; you grab your belt, bringing it through the loops of your jeans, and buckle it tightening it in the process. You then sit on the bed and put on your socks before slipping your feet into your shoes: white sneakers with three purple stripes running diagonally on either side. You tie them up and stand up off the bed, grabbing your jacket: white leather with the image of a blazing crown emblazoned on the back; pockets on either side of the chest and regular jacket pockets. You then slip your hands into your black fingerless gloves, the crown emblem knitted on the back courtesy of Amari.
You walk up to the full size mirror between the closet and bathroom doors and look at yourself. Satisfied with your looks, you leave the room heading towards Azul's room.
You walk up to her door and knock twice. The door opens revealing Azul, fully dressed in a long sleeve white button up blouse, the sleeves rolled up a bit above her wrists. Over the blouse, she wears an unbuttoned navy blue vest, a little pin of a blue bear on her left side. Adorning her legs are blue skinny jeans tucked into knee high, black heeled boots. Around her waist, was a belt with holsters on either side; holding her weapons, Ursa Major and Ursa Minor, twin revolvers with short dagger blades running along the barrels; the blade of Ursa Major being slightly longer than Ursa Minor's. Finally, she has her hair done up in a ponytail, her bear ears on prominent display on her head.
"You ready?" you ask half joking.
"You can see me can't you?" she scoffs.
You flinch a bit at her tone and rub the back of your head.
"Yeesh, I was just joking."
She sighs.
"I-I know. Listen, I really appreciate you doing this for me, especially with all the crap I've put you through lately." she says sincerely while moving in to wrap you into a hug.
You smile and hug back.
"Aww, you do care." you joke.
"Don't ruin the moment." she deadpans.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Now the two of you were walking down the streets of Vale, not really crowded considering the time of day, but there were some people walking the streets and cars going past you. As you walk, you notice Azul getting more and more irritated next to you.
"I hate the way these people are looking at me." she growls.
You know exactly what she's talking about; some of the people were giving her dirty looks due to her being a Faunus. You didn't really understand what the big deal was, Faunus were people too- just with extra features. Amari once explained to you that Humans and Faunus didn't have... the best history, and the White Fang certainly weren't helping the situation.
"Well... you having weapons on you doesn't help; even if they are broken." you whisper
Azul crosses her arms and huffs.
"Well... I don't give a damn what they think. I'm not gonna hurt anyone." she half whispers and half shouts.
"That's news to me." you mumble, recalling this morning.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!"
You wave your hand frantically.
"Nothing! Nothing at all!"
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
After a few more minutes of walking, you finally your destination: a small, but well stocked weapons shop that also did repairs. 'Rusty's Weapons and Repairs' the sign above the door read, a wrench and a blacksmith's hammer crossed behind it. You push open the door sounding a bell and let Azul in first before following her in. You look around the shop, awed by the sheer amount of weapons; from swords, axes, and different firearms on display. While Azul was busy looking around, you walk up to the counter; seeing that no one was behind it, you walk up to the counter and ring the bell resting near the edge.
"I'll be with you in just a moment." a gruff voice answers from the back of the shop.
After a moment of waiting, the door behind the counter opens revealing a large, middle-aged man with shaggy red hair and a beard to match, wearing a dark red button up shirt the sleeves rolled up past forearms beneath a blacksmith's apron; a name tag on it saying 'Rusty'. As he walks up to the counter, his brown eyes focus on you and a smile forms on his face.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, just finishing up another order." he apologizes.
You wave it off as Azul walks up to the counter next to you.
"Don't worry about it, we're in no rush."
"So what can I do for ya today?"
Azul steps up; pulling her weapons out their holsters and places them on the counter.
"I... need these repaired please." she says sheepishly.
Rusty picks up the revolvers and inspects them carefully, noticing the condition they're in. The barrels of both revolvers were chipped and cracked, the chamber of Ursa Minor being completely destroyed and the blade on Ursa Major broken in half.
"What happened to these?" he asks curious.
Azul rubs her arm, her face turning red from embarrassment.
"Uh… well... I tried using them with my Semblance."
"And that would be?"
"I... can make explosions." she says quietly.
It remains quiet for a minute before Rusty bursts out in laughter, not surprising you or Azul.
"Is that right? Well then little lady I'll fix them up right away." is laughter dying down.
Azul sighs as Rusty disappears back behind the door.
"Well, that was about the reaction I expected." she admits.
"Yeah, I laughed pretty hard when you told that to me." you say chuckling.
"Ugh, don't remind me." she laments.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
After waiting for about half an hour while browsing around the shop, Azul saunters up to you, her hands behind her back.
"Hey (Y/n)? Can I... ask you something?"
You smile at her.
"What's up?"
"Well... I was wondering... after I get my weapons fixed and you train me a bit, maybe I could help you... look for my brother." she proposes fidgeting a bit.
"No." you say sternly.
"But-" you cut her off.
"I said no Azul. This isn't a game, you could get hurt."
"That isn't stopping you!" she argues.
"Well I'm more experienced." you argue back.
"That's why I'm asking you to help train me first! I've already got two years of Signal under my belt, and a few weeks of training with you should get me up to speed."
You scoff.
"From what I've heard, Signal isn't exactly big on 'real combat.' The real world doesn't have Aura meters or sparring matches; make one wrong move and you could be crippled for life... or worse." you say direly.
"I know but... I want to help. You shouldn't have to do this alone. I know you're doing this as a favor to my mom and me, but Rojo's my brother...and I want him back."
You notice tears threatening to fall from her teal eyes. You sigh, thinking on it for a moment before making a decision.
"Alright I'll tell you what, I'll train you for a bit and if I decide you can handle yourself, you can help."
Azul's eyes immediately light up.
"Really?!"
"Yup. Good luck convincing Amari though."
"Don't worry, I can handle her." she says confidently.
"Whatever you say." you chuckle.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
About two hours pass by before Rusty returns from the back room, gaining the attention of you and Azul. The two of you walk over to the counter where he's waiting, his arms behind his back.
"Sorry it took so long, I didn't think doing what I wanted to do would be so difficult; but they're worth the wait."
He brings his hands around revealing Azul's weapons. The weapons looked absolutely pristine, light reflecting off the blue steel. The blades along the barrels were replaced with new ones, curving slightly at the ends, the blade on Ursa Major still being longer. The handles of the revolvers were polished with a dark wood finish, with intricate designs running from the handles up to the chamber and down the barrels; pulsing with red energy.
"Wow..." Azul chirped absolutely stunned.
"Well? Try 'em out." you urge.
Azul carefully picks up the revolvers and tests them. They were a bit heavier than she was used to, but she could manage.
"What's with these markings?" she asks.
Rusty chuckles.
"Well, when you mentioned your Semblance, I got an idea. When I was fixing the barrels, I managed to infuse them with special fire Dust that would work in tandem with it. I figured it would give every bullet some extra punch. I also managed to do the same with the blades."
He wasn't lying; upon closer inspection of the blades, the edges were glowing a faint red color, more noticeable at the tip.
"I... thank you so much." Azul utters in gratitude.
"Don't mention it kid, consider it extra. Speaking of..."
You walk up to the counter and slap an envelope on it, a sly grin on your face.
"Keep the change."
Rusty takes the envelope and opens it, his eyes widening at what he sees.
"You sure? I was only going ask for 550."
"Well in that case..."
You slip a few bills out of the envelope and pocket them.
"Keep the rest, you deserve it." you say sincerely.
"Thank you. Thank you so much."
"No thank you, you've made a girl very happy on her birthday." you point your thumb to Azul, who's still marveling at her weapons.
The two of you take your from the shop waving at Rusty as you leave. As you do, Azul holsters her weapons and turns to you.
"Why'd you spend all your money fixing my weapons?"
"Hey, I didn't spend all of it; besides, you're worth it." you say ruffling her hair.
Azul groans and swats your hand off her head. You chuckle and start walking away.
"Where are you going?"
"Well, it took a bit longer to fix your weapons than I thought, and I gotta get to work."
"Oh. But what about my training?"
"Tomorrow. I promise."
"Alright. I'll tell mom where you went."
You wave and continue walking, taking in the sights of the city. A part of you was worried for Azul, but worse come to worse; she can take care of herself and wouldn't unnecessarily hurt anyone.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
You make your way to the... less reputable side of Vale; the kind of place you'd go for fight clubs, back alley deals or... pleasurable company. Your objective, however, wasn't any of these places. No, your destination was a seedy little nightclub for your 'job'.
Pushing through the doors you take in the sights, seeing various people wandering around the club. Some sitting at the bar enjoying drinks, others mingling in the lounge area. Humans and Faunus alike are just having a good time; which put a smile on your face. There was no one on the dance floor just yet, due to the DJ still setting up, but he was playing some music for ambience.
"Hey (Y/n)~" a pair of sickeningly sweet voices call to you.
You turn around and see the twins, Melanie and Miltia Malachite in their feathered white and red dresses respectively. Ever since you started working at the club, they've been very... friendly toward you; always flirting and bothering you about this and that. You didn't really mind, as you've made it abundantly clear that you weren't interested.
"Oh, hey girls." you greet with a smile. "You know where Junior is?" you inquire looking around the club.
The girls look at each other slyly before separating and walking to your sides; Melanie on your right and Miltia on your left. They take your arms in theirs, looking at you seductively.
"Why bother with him..." Miltia starts.
"When you have us?" Melanie finishes.
You continue to ignore them until you spot Junior going into a back room. You wrench your arms away from the twins and run off, much to their annoyance.
"Never mind, I found him. See ya!" you shout as you run, waving at them.
The twins only scoff and walk to the lounge area, to conduct their 'business'.
You push through the door that Junior walked into to reveal a well-furnished room, with a couch, tables and even a pool table. You walk over to where Junior was, leaning over a table looking over some papers.
"Hey Xiong." you greet with a smile.
He turns around to see you, though he's not surprised given that you're the only one who greets him like that.
"Do you have to keep calling me that?" he groans.
"As long as it's your name, yeah."
He sighs, knowing not to argue with you on this.
"Well anyway, you're actually early for once."
"Yeah, got my errands done earlier than I thought." you say walking over to the couch laying on it.
"Well don't expect to get paid extra." he chuckles.
You roll your eyes then close them.
"Yeah, yeah." you dismiss, waving your hand.
Junior collects the papers he was looking at and heads for the door, turning back at you when he reaches it.
"Well, I'm going to get to work; you know the drill."
"I'll be here if you need me." you yawn, giving a thumbs up.
Junior gives one final chuckle before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Now finally alone, you relax putting your hands behind your head before drifting off to sleep.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
A loud thud against the door abruptly wakes you up from your nap, causing you to fall off the couch. You groan as you stand up, rubbing your head.
"What the hell was that?" you groggily ask.
The banging and crashing continues as you sit back down, and you swear you could hear music; but it's not one of the usual songs. Your thoughts are interrupted as Junior bursts through the door, immediately slamming it behind him.
"Xiong what is going on out there?!"
"We're under attack!"
You sigh.
"Guess that means you need me?" you half joke.
"You think?!"
You sigh again before getting up from the couch and walking to the door, motioning Junior to move out of the way. As you walk through, you see what exactly caused the commotion; a lone girl was standing in the middle of the dance floor among the unconscious bodies of Junior's henchmen, Melanie and Miltia included. Her back was turned to you, so you couldn't see her face, but you take note of her long blonde hair. You turn to Junior, fear plastered on his face.
"Really? One girl?" you say in disbelief.
"She's not just one girl, she's a Huntress!" he argues.
You sigh and clear your throat, loud enough for her to hear you. She turns around, allowing you to absorb her features; bright lilac eyes and a smirk on her face, wearing a brown, short sleeved jacket, buttoned in such a way to show off her 'assets' over a yellow shirt, an emblem of fire on the left breast and an orange scarf around her neck. She wore black short shorts, a brown belt holding them up, and a white piece of cloth hanging off her hip. On her feet she wore brown, knee high boots and orange socks, the one on her left leg pulled up past her knee, while she leaves the other to bundle up over her boot with a purple scarf tied around her left leg. On her hands, a pair of black fingerless gloves; you notice golden yellow gauntlets on her hands extended down her forearms a bit. You gulp as your hand-to-hand leaves a bit to be desired.
"Well, I guess you're the last one." she says crossing her arms.
"Looks like it." you shrug.
You feel her eyes looking you up and down, sizing you up as you do the same.
"So what's your name Blondie?" you ask genuinely curious.
"Yang." she answers. "Yours?"
"Name's (Y/n). And I apologize Yang, but I'm gonna have to kick you out." you say stretching.
Yang raises an eyebrow.
"Really? You're going to kick me out?"
"Well it is my job." you say smirking and cracking your knuckles.
Yang smirks back.
"Bring it on then." she urges.
You ran towards her, cocking your fist back as Yang does the same. Your fists collide in the middle, causing a small shockwave and blowing around some debris. Before she can attack again, you open your fist, grabbing hers and with your free hand, grabbing her arm. You spin around, bringing Yang with you and throwing her across the club. She quickly recovers, landing on her feet and sliding back a bit. You look around for a weapon to use and spot one of the swords used by Junior's henchmen. You grab it and sigh, the slightest bit disappointed.
"Well... it's not Onyx Rose, but it'll have to do." you say to yourself as you grip the sword tightly in your hand in a reverse grip and position yourself in a low stance; your legs spread wide and bent slightly at the knees, bringing the hand gripping the sword to your hip, leaving your free hand to touch the ground.
Yang smirks as she gets into her own stance, bringing her right foot forward while spreading her legs; doing the same with her arms, right before left. Bringing her fists up to her face, she opens her right fist, motioning you to attack her. Now it was your turn to smirk.
You burst forward, sights set on Yang. She remains adamant, smirk still present on her lips, ready for anything you're about to do. When you're close enough, you strike, slashing upwards. Yang, being quick on her feet, dodges to the side, avoiding your slash. You're ready, however, as you spin on your heels, switching the sword to a normal grip and slashing horizontally. Yang blocks the strike with the back of her gauntlet clad fist, a loud clang of steel erupting from the clash. You push off her fist and swing again, but she simply leans back to avoid the attack before throwing a punch. You quickly block with the sword, her fist hitting the blade and with the added force of a shotgun blast, sending you sliding back. Yang doesn't let you recover as she rushes at you; throwing another fist your way, aiming at your face. You narrowly dodge it, but her free fist finds its way into your stomach. You cringe in minor discomfort but don't have time to dwell on it as she kicks your leg, knocking you off balance before roundhouse kicking you, sending you flying through the doors of the club.
Yang breathes in and out deeply before bringing her leg down to the ground, a satisfied smile gracing her lips.
"Well, that was easy." she says proudly.
She relaxes, bringing her hands to her hips and sighing. She then turns her head toward the bar; her eyes landing on Junior, who was watching the fight transpire.
"You need some better henchmen."
"Tell me about it."
Yang turns her head back to the entrance, to see you standing there, still gripping the sword you found, a bit of dirt on your clothes.
"Although, I can see why these guys couldn't beat you; you're pretty tough." you nonchalantly compliment as you brush yourself off.
Yang smirks, hands still on her hips.
"You're pretty good yourself, I thought you wouldn't bother getting up after that." she says making her way back to the dance floor turned battlefield.
You chuckle, also making your way to the dance floor.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not going down that easily." you state confidently.
"Oh? Well I love a man who can keep it up." Yang flirts, winking at you for added effect.
You blush a bit, but decide to turn it back at her.
"I'll have you know that I can go all night long and that by the end of it, you'll be begging for more." you flirt back, adding your own wink.
Yang's eyes widen and her arms drop to her sides as she feels her cheeks heat up. She shakes her head, clearing her blush as she gets back into a fighting stance; a wide smile plastered on her face.
'This is gonna be fun.' she thinks to herself.
You don't waste any more time talking as you rush at Yang again, unleashing a flurry of slashes, every one being blocked or evaded by her. You spin and try to kick her in the side with your heel, but she lifts her leg up to block yours. You push off your other leg still planted on the ground and spin around, trying to kick her in the head, but she blocks. You plant your sword in the ground for leverage behind you and shift your weight to spin yourself around. Now fully off the ground, you try to bring your heel into her chin, but she catches your leg and pushes it down to the ground. Once your foot touches the ground, you push off it one last time, flipping backwards and balancing on your sword.
Yang raises an eyebrow at your position, but keeps her guard up. You smirk as you spring off your hand, flipping forward and catching her by her shoulders, shifting your weight forward and throwing her away. Acting quickly, you retrieve your sword and dash at Yang at full speed, slashing her as she tumbles through the air, dashing past her as you do. Then, as she approaches you repeat the action, sliding across the floor as she crashes into a pile of chairs and bar stools.
You catch your breath as a bit of sweat drips from your brow; and as you do, you notice a few strands of blonde hair drifting toward the floor.
An explosion behind you catches your attention. You quickly turn around and see Yang standing where the pile of chairs and stools used to be, her eyes now a blood red and her hair literally on fire.
"Alright, playtime's over." she says menacingly, slamming her fists together as she does so.
"What the-"
You don't get to finish your thought as Yang is already in your face. You try to jump back but she grabs the collar of your shirt, her now red eyes piercing your soul. She throws a punch but you move your head to the side to dodge it. She throws another punch and you tilt your head to the other side. She repeats the action one more time and you bend your head backward to dodge; however, when you bring your head up, she head-butts you releasing your collar and letting you slide backwards. You don't get to breathe however as Yang is already upon you, throwing powerful punches that you can barely block. You see an opening and slash at her, but she catches the blade in her hand, snapping it in two. Your eyes widen in disbelief as you jump back.
"Oh come on!" you sigh exasperated.
You look up to see Yang barreling toward you and out of desperation; you throw the remainder of the sword at her. She knocks it away and throws a straight. You manage to dodge it and grab her arm, spinning around in an attempt to throw her again but she catches on to what you're trying to do so she uses the momentum against you, slamming her foot into the floor, abruptly stopping the two of you. Then Yang, with all her strength, throws you off the arm you're holding. Before you could recover, she rushes at you jabbing you in the stomach before upper cutting you. She grabs you before you go completely airborne pulling you to your knees and, with one final wink, crashes her fist into your face, sending you flying into the wall near the entrance. With that, Yang's hair 'extinguishes' and her eyes return to normal.
"Huh. So much for lasting all night." she playfully teases as she makes her way toward the exit.
"But... you sure know how to show a girl a good time. See ya around cutie." Yang gives a two finger wave and leaves the club.
Junior peeks his head from behind the bar to find the place is a wreck. He sighs not even wanting to think about how much fixing the club would cost. He then sees you, stuck in the wall by the entrance. He walks over to you, genuine concern on his face as you fade in and out of consciousness.
"You alright kid?"
You groggily look up.
"Hey... Xiong?" you groan.
"Yeah?"
"I quit." then you finally lose consciousness.
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Hello readers, AscalonBlack here with my very first story! And let me tell you that it has been in the works for a loooooong time; like 2 years or so. So, with that said tell me what you think and anything that I can do to make it better. I'll let you guys know when the next chapter is out so make sure you follow if you liked it. Until next time everyone!
