Okaaayyy... Here's my latest chapter... Now, I won't be updating as fast as before starting next week, because it't the start of my 2nd semester... I'll try my hardest, but I'm not promising you anything..
Oh yeah, JoshiZcheri, your requests I will make into sides stories and publish them as a different collection. Anyone can make requests, and I'll write them as side stories, too^^
This ones shorter than the last ones, but I think it's okay ^^;
DISCLAIMER: I do not own ANYTHING or ANYONE except for Kairee, Kiera, and the plot.
Ice Mountains, Airy Fantasies, and a Manga
by Shaariin13
Chapter 4: THE DRAGON'S ROAR
~Kairee's PoV~
As I was walking home, I saw a guy getting beaten up in an alleyway. Well, I think it was a guy, but I couldn't be sure. He/She was wearing guy's clothes, but he/she looks slightly feminine to me. He/She-argh! Let's just refer to this person as "Let", okay? So, Let: has shoulder-length violet hair (now do you understand why I dubbed this person Let?), has a pretty face, is wearing a red track suit, and is getting their butt whuped.
I smiled. Finally! A chance to let off some steam! I've been aching for a fight for days now, and Let being ganged upon gave me the much needed leisure activity (yandere much? So Kiera-kun tells me...).
I entered the alley and got the gang's attention by yelling: "Hey, Sissies! Why don't you pick on somebody you're own size?" (Well, Let was on the short side...) Nonetheless, that got their focus on me, so Let was forgotten.
"Hey, guys, look, another plaything!" the ugliest one said. "Don't you know who I am? I'm The Dragon of the Salamander Troupe!" he said with a cocky rise of his chin.
I secretly laughed to myself. Yeah, right, I scoffed mentally. If that were true, I should know...
"Wanna play with us, Girlie?" one of his ugly friends asked. That did it.
"Girlie?" I repeated, cracking my knuckles and tilting my head left to right, stretching my neck. "Who you be callin' GIRLIE? " I demanded as I walked to them slowly, an evil glint in my eye.
Ugly the Second ran to me, fist poised in the air. He released his punch when he got near enough, but he was too slow, I could read his body movements. I caught his hand mid-air and twisted his arm. He yelped in pain as I walked nearer the others, still holding the annoying poser. I brought the impaled limb to his back, turning him to face his posse, before I karate chopped him behind his head. That would keep him quiet for a while.
One of them was starting to back away, but Ugly the First pushed him towards me. He almost collided with me. Having nowhere to run, his fear kick-started his self-preservation instincts and tried to punch me. I dodged and pinched a pressure point on his neck and he was knocked out. I'll be merciful to you, I told him with my mind as I carefully laid him on the ground. You didn't want to fight me. You were forced by Ugly I, so I'll take revenge for what he did to you.
I stood up. This time, I was the one who took the offensive. I lunged for Ugly I. One moment I was fast approaching, the next I was out of sight. I popped up behind him and kicked him squarely on his back. He fell to the ground face-first, but he still wasn't knocked out. My right eyebrow shot up. Tough, eh? We'll see how much.
As I was about to go for Ugly I again, one of his hoodlums grabbed me from behind. I struggled, but he kept a tight grip. I lost my patience. I elbowed him sharply on his side, making his grip lax a little. It was all I needed. I took hold of his right arm and tossed him to the ground, then twisted it and gave him a kick to the face.
I turned around and I barely dodged a kick sent to my face by a "gangster" who was slightly shorter than me. His foot grazed my cheek, giving me a thin cut that drew blood. A martial artist, I noticed. Finally, a proper fight.
This time I got serious. I watched Shorty intently. He let out a kick, and I dodged it. A roundhouse, and he missed me again. He was about to throw me an axe kick, but I gave Shorty a Jump Spin Hook Kick with perfect aim to his face. He got knocked out cold.
Now, all was left was Ugly the First. "You," I spat at him. He jumped to attention. I grabbed his collar before scratching the back of my head, squatting down. I looked at him with an annoyed expression on my face. "You're the one who claimed he was The Dragon of the Salamander Troupe, right?"
He was trembling now; he looked like he was about to pee in his pants. His speechlessness made me more impatient. I shook him a bit, asking "Well? WELL?"
He squeaked a pitiful "Y-yes, Ma'am." I chuckled darkly.
"Well, Mr Poser. It seems like today's your unlucky day." I looked at him straight to the face. "How can you be when I am Salamander Troupe's Dragon? " He paled at that. I know it'll be a problem if I revealed my identity, but I didn't want my Troupe's name used in these shameful ways, so I had no choice.
I scoffed, releasing him as I stood up. "Tell your other prissy friends that The White Dragon doesn't like posers wreaking havoc in her territory. Wakarimasu ka?" I asked, turning to look down on him.
"H-hai!"
"Now scram!"
And scram he did.
Sorry, guys^^ I don't know how to write action scenes haha^^
The Dragon and Salamander thing I got from the anime Fairy Tail which I am currently watching and loving XD It's hilarious, you gotta see it :3
Oooh... Who is this Let person and how will he be part of our heroine's life? And who is this dude that Kairee saved from a life of dishonor (what the fudge? Dishonor?)?
Find out in the next chapter!
Review please^^
11/6/2011~ readers, please reread the past chapters you've followed before this date, I have edited a few ^^; arigatou gozaimasu!