Chapter 4: Saved by a Stranger: Fates Entwined
"Who the hell are you, addressing me like I'm your best friend or something!" Aisha had instantly taken offense to the casual behavior of the stranger, it wasn't even noting the weapons that he'd had, the sight of them had made her body tense, and she felt herself naturally preparing herself for the impending battle. "So tense are we? Well I suppose we should get to it." At the instant of the last word Aisha felt the first blow land across her face, a fierce right cross from the strange creature's metallic fist had sent her staggering at the first moment. By the second maneuver of her foe, Aisha had caught the neck fist and clenched in between her fingers as she shoved him backwards in his place and had brought her free fist across his face with her anger, "Stupid Bastard! How dare you underestimate a C'tarl, I'll show you what we can do!" her furious right foot had furled across his face and sent his large body into a spiral as he was sent straight through two of the trees to their right. By the time his body hit the floor, Aisha was there and slamming her fist into his face; the bone crunching of each punch could be heard as the furious C'tarl C'tarl woman took out her fury on the seemingly helpless Pseudo King whose grunts could be heard as she battered him.
As Aisha's foot kicked slammed into the armor of the Pseudo king and had sent him barreling into a stump of what was once a tree he'd smashed through; he shot up with a grin on his face as he licked his own blood from the corner of his mouth. "My my, such anger… this will be as fun as I thought it would be." The words spoken from his lips had made Aisha growl at him in her rage, she was reaching the boiling point now as her fists clenched again, "I don't give a damn what you are, you're gonna regret pissing me off." The finality of her tone made the Pseudo King smirk the coming words slipping from him with great pride, "So much like my last quarry…no wonder you're both from the C'tarl C'tarl Empire, or rather he was." The casualness made her growl as her eyes caught sight of the blue mane, her eyes for a moment had shown something other than her anger; some surprise. "Why yes my dear Aisha, I've killed one of your people before, no need to ask. And yes you are next; I'm hunting you down for the glory of the 108 Stars. For my Lord the Tendo King, who will enjoy your pelt when I bring it to him." Aisha wasn't surprised; though her stomach curled at the mention of the 108 Stars since her business with them was long through… or so she had thought. "Don't get butterflies in the belly on me now, we're just starting so let's party." Her eyes narrowed on him now, oh she was gonna rip him apart, "You've sealed your fate pirate, prepare to die." Once more, her tone was final as was her determination now.
Sensing the battle from the distance, Haomaru had only gained more speed from the worry towards his companion's welfare in combat. He didn't doubt her skill, but he knew who this was, he'd recognized the elite symbols upon the side of the ship before he destroyed it and such had made him more alert of what kind of pirate they were dealing with. "The King's Shadow…the ultimate pirate, Aisha doesn't realize just who she is fighting. This creature will not go down as easy as she believes." He had been convinced that she would beat him; until he decided to show his true form to her. Haomaru knew this man, no this thing that had worked for the king directly. He'd had 204 bounties and all were dead, each one as different as the last; and one more vicious than the end. He'd heard that each one at one point had shown the fear of death before he did. "I will destroy him… heavens do not let me late, I must not falter in this endeavor." He spoke his words of concern once more to the heavens, the trees which whispered and the moon's silent retort gave him some hope, "I will not fail." Carefully the words of determination were chosen.
As the Pseudo King had slammed back into the wall of the large rock formation, he only passed Aisha a grin, "So much better than your little citizen was, I believe he was of the iron guard or something on his world. Your far better at this, not as clumsy as I thought." He stood at his full height of 6'7" and loomed over a hunched over and weary Aisha, her body had been rattled by dodging missiles, avoiding forms of laser & bullets, and breaking several blades he'd drawn and assaulted her with in the battle. But she only grinned at him, showing off her fangs as she had glared at him, "One more trick I've got for you, you should consider yourself lucky since I don't transform for just anyone." Her final words ending in a fierce snarl, he smiled genuinely with his delight as he almost welcomed her with open arms, his cloak finally being cast off. "You know my dear, you've proved to be worthy of my change as well. I've got to admit you really are much better than my last foe, I'll enjoy dominating your body…and making you squirm before I kill you." As he had spoken, his bones had rapidly shifted and popped sickeningly loud; body altering it's shape as he rose to 7'2", two sets of extra arms extending with a newer weapon in each arm, and is back legs popping into reverse to allow him more movement. "Your worth every bit of this Aisha, come and let us see, who is truly stronger!"
The Pseudo King had run towards Aisha, his hand cannon firing off a heavy caliber round at where she once stood, her form nothing but a white streak as she slammed into his side armor, like white fire she'd bit into the armor and tore a chunk out of it before kicking off of his hip as he slashed the sword where she once was, again too slow to catch her. However she had turned, her body once more launched towards the Pseudo King's side and battering his armor with her body and forcing the king into a stumble. Though as the white blur had moved from his side, she felt the aura sword biting into her leg and as she had landed, she staggered a step and hissed at him in rage. "Ah…yes, my blood is boiling…I feel alive now, I must thank you for this." As the words were spoken, his free hand had pressed a button on his belt that ignited a rocket engine. "Now the tides turn for us my kitten, this battle was pre-destined by me." Aisha threw herself from the sight of another caliber destroying the ground where she once stood.
As the Pseudo King had flown down towards her, his auto-guns from his armor firing off at her, he kept his eyes on her actions; she had still been on the attack and even with her wound still kept ahead of him. The battle raged for the next hour, Aisha had managed to even the odds though taking some more scratches and slashes; she stood panting while her eyes were still fixed upon her foe. She'd destroyed his jetpack and several of his turret guns, but still he stood with a big grin on his face. "Your move my pretty cat, something for you…you've earned the best with your performance. I consider this a going away present for someone as skilled as you my little kitten." In some sick way, his words of adoration were meant and he was certain he'd remember this battle for many days if not years to come ahead. He made a move before she could see him, he caught her during a blink and was upon her within moments. The barrel of the gun wrenching it's way into her shoulder as the round fired off at point blank range, such a shot had made her body wrench backwards towards the ground before she'd hit it.
Aisha had but a moment to remain stunned by the piercing shot that tore through her shoulder, her foreleg buckling under the stress as she flopped on the ground like a fish out of water; the pain hit her like a wall and caused her to rattle from the resounding force that had long left her. "Brave my kitten, encore I'd say it's worth to see it, to fight this battle with you again and again, but we know your going to be finished soon." He lowered the front of the barrel and had fired another round off into her stomach, the shot had forced her eyes to widen in pain as it ripped through her, a pained roar filled the air which soon had become a shrill shriek as Aisha was forced to De-transform and return to her human form.
He looked over his beaten quarry and examined what had been done to himself, with a snort he had brought his foot to her ribs and kicked her over to her stomach from her side. he stepped above her and had watched her as she spat up some blood from her mouth, he kicked her across the face and had laughed now at her, "You know...you really hurt me and I thought I hated you for that, but I love you for it." Aisha during this had been trying to struggle, trying to force her body to move and to get away from this thing standing above her, she managed to start crawling a little bit before he had nudged her over with his taloned boot and had pressed the talons along her throat. "Going somewhere my kitten? Oh no, we're not yet done, we are going to rape you now, doesn't that sound fun?" he said it cheerily, as if it were some kind of game or fun event.
Soon the Pseudo king had lowered himself onto her body, he straddled along her stomach as she struggled desperately to escape him, she spat blood in his eye and had punched him across the face,"You bastard, I'm going to rip your throat out!" He smiled more at there, a genuine frightening smile that made even her hair stand on end. "Struggle for me, yes that's it, make it more like the act it is to be." he seemed to be egging her resistant acts against him on more. All this before he had swept his fist across her face, sending Aisha's face to themud and blood covered ground at her side, beforerepeating the punch with his left and grinning widely at her,"So much fun, I must thank you for the raring excitement." Aisha's answer to his retort had slashed him across the face with some of her remaining strength, the rip of his flesh beneath her claws brought some self satisfaction to her wounded body and ego in itself. "You'll never rape me, I swear I'll kill you first you son of a bitch!" the Pseudo king only laughed at her and her threat before cupping her chin hard and leaning to her ear to whisper to her, "That's just what my last quarry said before I mounted him and I tore him, I made him know me as he would know a predator that's knowing it's prey. I'll never forget that delicious feeling of satisfaction, I made him roar in his pain before I tore my hands into his throat and ripped it out...I think he even liked it as finished him that way."
Aisha's eyes had flickered something behind it, though her eyes only glared at him with anger and her desperate rage, she felt chilled by his words,"You sick bastard, your parents must be as crazy as you are!" her words thrown at him with venom, but only made him grin widely,"Funny that you mention parentage my dear, my parents were actually afraid of me and even tried to kill me. But I felt compelled to show them my care, so I brutally raped and killed the both of them." Aisha just blinked, unbelieving before he continued,"My dear sweet mother's last words as I hilted inside of her, and at that moment tore my dagger into her breast; right to her heart, she still spoke these words. 'Foul creature...there is no way you were my child born.' and by god I told her she was right, before she died that is." Aisha had valiantly faced this twisted creature with courage of many, but even now she felt mortal terror; she was about to be raped by an absolute monstrosity of existance.
Aisha shut her eyes and lashed out once more, pushing against the man as she bled profusely through her stomach and shoulder wounds, but her numb body had resound to quitting and frowning upon her nearly hopeless efforts. She could faintly hear the tearing of her clothing, what remained of her bodice after having been in the battle and she winced for a moment, until she heard a cry of surprise from her attacker and felt his weight forced off of her. While her eyes where closed she heard a slash and another grunt from her attacker as his body and voice sounded further away than they were before. Her eyes shot open as she had looked up at Haomaru's fluorescent eyes, within them were swirling emotion that she slowly deciphered; she read the fear, worry, rage, guilt, relief, the many emotions that must've been fleeting through Haomaru at the moment. "H-H-Hao...maru..." she uttered his name as she felt the remaining strength fleeting from her body to move. He placed two fingers on her lips and shook his head,"Hush valiant Aisha, you've fought both gracefully and honorably against your foe, and now I will finish what you started. Take no shame in having aid, you faced a weak fool with no Honor, nor a spine in his body."
"Bold words from you stranger, I imagine you know my kitten in some way don't you?" Haomaru's answer was a slash of his sword, the wave of pure chi flying from the blade that struck his face, before another had stricken his stomach and following this had been a sudden flash of speed that struck across his face and sent him barrelling to the ground. "Speak not to me creature, all you have brought uupon yourself is your impending death Kei scum, you touched this forbidden tulip among thorny roses and now you will die where you stand." The Pseudo king was surprised and amused by his words both at once, he fired a round from his downed arm and the power rifle that resided within it's grasp, the bullet was soon in four pieces upon the ground. The king was surprised to see such speed, the grace of his blade had been too fast for Aisha's failing sight and consciousness to see, he rose back to his feet and gave off a little grin,"I guess we're going to see you dead as well, I won't have this now for I have claimed my kitten for my next. Perhaps you want to be my next victim." Aisha's eyes finally closed and Haomaru had sheathed his blade,"Shoreline Style Final Technique, Short Spiral Wave Lotus." the Pseudo king lowered his knees and had prepared himself for the move as he watched the fast growing swells throughout his opponent. "His power's incredible...it's way off the scale now, so much chi...it's like a storm."
Those were the last words of the Pseudo King, he had no time to react to Haomaru's over blurred form; he swept past the king four times in a graceful yet violent spinning motions before landing off to the side of the unconscious Aisha and rising from his hunched position to stand again, back turned to the Pseudo King. "Not bad, you managed to break my armor b-bu-t...grraghh...arrghagh.." the king felt his lips splitting litterally at the seams of flesh, as his flesh were nothing but fleshy thread. The king had moments to realize it, that he ws dead and he could feel his body falling apart at each moment of the seemingly eternal seconds, he tried to move but had already felt his legs turning into fleshy spaghetti rolled up neatly, He collapsed with the uttered sound of a final breath before Haomaru had sheathed his sword again, the blade not once coated in a little of his enemy's blood. "Never again will you claim a life..." he said as he had taken off his Kimono top and gently moved to wrap Aisha in the Kimono top. He heard and felt her flinch as she came to wake at his touch, he smiled softly as he felt the gash along his arm taking it's root as well, she looked to his arm and spotted the wound and Haomaru only smiled at her as he started into the woods,"Don't worry about it...Aisha, you have fought well and gracefully as I imagined you would. Though I could not see it I could sense it, now please allow a humble swordsman aid his travelling companion, the vivrant and brave Aisha Clan Clan, proud warrior princess of her C'tarl C'tarl people."
She looked up at him, just a little pink in the cheeks at his comment, but shut her eyes as she felt him taking her somewhere; a place that he'd find and make safe to take care of her wounds. Aisha felt something then, a little more respect and maybe even trust in the stranger she'd met so short a time ago. Maybe he wasn't as bad as she had originally thought,"Strange...but nice guy." her mind uttered to her as she fell into an unconscious sleep, but the most important was that it felt to her...safe and not alone.