It was dark when White Fang members were shipping dust supplies in a warehouse by the docks, not knowing someone was watching them in the shadows. One of the members was keeping watch, away from other members the figure watching them decided he would be the first.
Screams were heard as the rest of the members stopped what they were doing and reached for their weapons, ready to attack the intruder. The guard was thrown out the darkness, trying to crawl away. Until he was stopped by a leg reaching out of the shadows and stomping on his back. A tall young boy about seventeen, with short, spiky red hair and red eyes, his skin slightly pale. Wearing a red jacket and a pair of blue jeans stepped out of the shadows. Looking around and seeing the scared members trying to at least not look intimidated by the boy. He smirked, crossing his arms and kicking the guard into the crowd "so? Whattdya waitin for fellas? Bring it on..." He taunted, his voice being calm and arrogant, as the members ran at him.
His smirk grew wider as the first member attacked, swinging his weapon down at the boy, who moved out the way and punched him in the face, the force of the punch broke the member's mask along with his nose and knocked him out cold. The other members attacked, one swinging his weapon downward. The boy moved sideways as he punched the member in the stomach, making the member cough and lie on the ground holding his stomach.
Another member tried to stab the boy, who grabbed his hand and kicked him in the crotch. A high pitched scream even made the boy shudder in pain as he slowly laid on the floor writhing in pain.
Many of the members fled, many were knocked out. Either way the boy was victorious, he crossed his arms and sighed "this'll get his attention" he said to himself as a familiar voice was heard "so... You're the one to blame for this?" The boy smirked realising the voice "speak of the devil and he shall appear" he turned around to see a young man with bull horns on his head, his hair red and put back to a spiky end, his face wasn't visible due to the same masks other white fang were using, he wore a black suit of some sort with a sheathe containing a katana, a shotgun barrel at the end of it. Standing on to containers of dust. The boy looked at him with a smirk, but his eyes showed only pure hatred towards him.
"Adam Taurus! Long time no see! Ya know it's been a pain in the neck trying to draw you out!" He shouted, a red bracelet on his arm becoming a red gauntlet with shotgun shells on it. He punched in the air at Adam's direction a round from the gauntlet shooting right at him. He unsheathed his sword a little bit, the blood red blade absorbing the round, he put the sword back in its sheathe shortly after and spoke "Ryan Little! Or should I say Ryan Blood Moon form now on? You've got a lot of nerve coming here!" He jumped down the containers and walked towards Ryan, stoping a few meters away from him.
"So what's this all about? Still trying to get payback for what I did?" He asked Ryan with a mocking tone. Ryan's smirk faded into a look of pure anger and hatred, gritting his teeth at the man in front of him. As he ran. The bracelet on his other arm becoming another gauntlet as he threw a punch at Adam, who simply blocked the attack with his sheathe, while taking out his katana and swinging it at Ryan's face. The boy reacted quickly as he used one of his gauntlets to bloke the attack, kicking Adam back and shooting a round at him. Adam blocked the round using his blade which absorbed the round again. Ryan took his opportunity as he ran towards Adam while he was distracted and threw a punch at him. Adam moved out the way of the punch, and took his chance, cutting Ryan right in the arm, the blade going through his arm like a knife through butter.
The boy screamed in pain as he knelt down grabbing his arm tightly. As Adam was about to walk off, he heard Ryan chuckling. He turned back to the boy "what's so funny boy?" He asked annoyingly. He then realised a red, string like aura moving slowly towards Ryan's detached limb and dragging it back to its position, sewing it back together. The boy stood back up, fire in his eyes and a smirk on his face as he said one simple word "that". Adam wasn't scared, but interested in the boy's display. Ryan walking towards him "a neat lil trick I learned, you see I can use my aura to fix more than minor wounds. But now it's automatic" he continued, bracelets on his legs becoming gauntlets, showing that's he done playing games.
Adam was about to fight him again, but realised a ship behind Ryan, a gun aimed at the boy. He smirked as Ryan looked behind himself seeing the gun trained on him and turning, preparing to fire. He quickly ran to the nearest open container for cover as the ship started firing. Another ship landing and opening the doors. Adam ran towards it while the boy was distracted. Ryan waited for the right opportunity, when the gun was out, before shooting a singular round at it. The round exploded on impact spiralling the ship out of control and on the ground. Exploding on impact.
Ryan smirked as he turned around seeing Adam on a ship, about to take off. Ryan ran towards the ship, Adam retaliated by shooting a shotgun round into Ryan's stomach, the boy let out a scream of pain before collapsing on the ground injured and too fatigued to carry on. As the ship took off he heard Adam say one last thing "til we meet again Ryan". The boy watched the ship take off and fly away as he slowly got back to his feet, and walked away from the warehouse.