Red Wolf
Disclaimer: I do not own Kenichi: The Mightiest Disciple
Chapter 12
The night is young and cool. However it contrasts the two battles that are about to begin right now as Kisara takes on her mentor and former comrade in arms Freya, the Third Fist of Ragnarok and Red or Fenrir as he calls himself takes on the Second Fist Berserker.
Freya barely draws her staff in time to block a high speed kick. The power behind the kick sends Freya skidding backwards a couple feet. The Third Fist feels her arms shaking from the powerful blow. 'Her speed and the power of that kick, when did Kisara get this strong?'
"Come on Freya-nee! Show me what you got!" Kisara taunted.
"Is that so?" Freya replied twirling her staff, "Then I won't hold back!"
Staff and boot collide against each other. The two break apart evenly matched. Freya twirls around her staff getting into her own fighting stance. Kisara charges forward unleashing a barrage of kicks. Freya however uses her staff to block every single kick. The staff breaks inside Kisara's guard delivering a punishing blow to the chest. Kisara twists around in mid-air landing light on her feet. "Do you really think you can defeat me? As long as I have my staff, I can attack and defend at any time." Freya stated.
'Damn! She's already adapted to my moves!' Kisara curses mentally but Freya doesn't give her time for that as The Third Fist presses her attack using her staff to attack from multiple angles. Kisara manages to dodge these attacks. Kisara then suddenly explodes into close quarters and lands a 1-2 punch combo on the staff user's face dropping her though the older girl plants her staff in the ground and breaks her fall before repositioning.
'Kisara throwing punches? When did she start throwing punches?' Freya thought in surprise. She stops thinking about that as Kisara once more comes at her with a kick which she blocks with her staff and twirls before retaliating with her own attack but Kisara spins, evading the attack and hits a surprised Freya in the face with a back fist. She follows up with a straight, hook and roundhouse kick to the body that roots Freya to the spot before spinning around her and kicking her in the back.
The older girl is about to fall forward, but plants her staff in the ground and flips around.
"Huh?" Freya's eyes widen upon noticing that Kisara is gone. A shadow comes down from above.
"Hammer Kick!"
Kisara's kick slams into the ground missing Freya by inches.
'Damn it! I almost had her.' Kisara cursed.
'What is with this speed? When did Kisara become so fast?' Freya narrows her eyes and says, "Kisara, I will give you one more chance to stop this and return to Ragnarok. I don't want to destroy you."
The red head girl gives a smirk instead. She reaches into her pocket and tosses a pair of gloves on the ground. Freya's eyes narrow.
"Sorry, but I don't need Ragnarok to grow stronger. Consider that my resignation from Ragnarok." Kisara replied.
Fenrir vs. Berserker
The redhead and blonde warriors stare each other down; Fenrir with a bloodthirsty grin on his face and Berserker glaring back hatefully.
"I've been waiting a long time for this." Fenrir began, cracking his knuckles, "Tonight I get to send you to hell."
"Feelings mutual." Berserker replied, "This time I'll be sure to enjoy tearing you apart before dragging you to Odin."
"Good luck with that lapdog." Fenrir replied as he got into stance, bouncing on his feet with his rear arm up and fist closed while the lead arm was forward and low hanging.
Berserker runs forward throwing a fast punch. Fenrir ducks down and comes up with an uppercut, lead hook combo. Berserker displays his agility by evading both power shots and firing back with a head kick at Fenrir. Fenrir however catches the kick, but Berserker immediately follows up with a backflip kick before the Vale Tudo fighter could respond forcing him to let go and sway back to dodge the attack. Berserker lands in a crouch and smirks at his opponent.
"Interesting." Berserker says.
"I don't see why you're smirking...unless you're that eager to die." Fenrir said before shrugging, "Makes no difference to me."
"I'm smiling because I just noticed that you're just like me." Berserker said, "Or do you not agree?"
"No way in hell are we alike. I'm the Alpha wolf while you're the rabid dog that needs to be put down." Fenrir replied, "Big fucking difference."
Freya vs. Kisara
Kisara finds herself dodging Freya's staff strikes from multiple angles but is somehow able to dodge them with head movement and deft footwork much to the Third Fist's surprise. Not to mention the jabs and straights that had been throwing her off too.
'Kisara's reflexes have improved a lot.' Freya thought as she had to block a ducking roundhouse from Kisara. 'Not to mention she's added some punches to her arsenal. Did her time with Fenrir help her? Seems like it.'
Freya's thoughts ended when Kisara closed in quickly and threw a 2-1, leg kick, roundhouse kick combo that she blocked, but that also got the Taekwondo fighter in close range where she began attacking with multiple straight punches at Freya's head and body with a good number of them getting through her guard. Having enough Freya leaped back out of range to collect herself.
'This has become harder than I thought.' Freya thought. Kisara's new arsenal of strikes was something she didn't expect not to mention her improved speed and reflexes.
Kisara meanwhile was smirking, enjoying seeing Freya rattled by her new tricks. 'I'll have to admit that Red/ Fenrir's advice of adding punches to my skillset was great.' She thought. 'That and sparring with him has also helped too, damn he's a beast of a fighter.'
And that was no joke. Even when sparring Red/Fenrir was intense. His pressuring style and great head movement had forced Kisara to work on her footwork to create space and to learn to pick her shots as missing against the Vale Tudo fighter got her punished badly by either powerful counter punches or a takedown followed by a submission or ground and pound.
"I see that you've learnt some new tricks from Fenrir." Freya said.
Kisara shrugged, "Maybe I did. Maybe I didn't. Does that matter? Like I said I wanted to get stronger in my own way."
Freya nodded at that. "Indeed and I've seen some of that growth. But..." The Third Fist twirled her weapon around her before getting into stance, "...You'll need more than a few punches and improved speed and reflexes to beat me."
Kisara smirks back, "Bring it on!"
Fenrir vs Berserker
Berserker blocks a lead body roundhouse and comes back with a straight which Fenrir slips and sidesteps to the right of the brawler while switching to orthodox stance. He lands a lead leg kick to Berserker's leg followed by a heavy leg kick before ducking under the wild overhand counter and landing a left right body hook combo to the body while switching his stance back to southpaw and stepping away from the return fire. Berserker tries to follow up with a leaping hook only for Fenrir to counter with a check hook as he came in, dropping him briefly before quickly getting back up to his feet. Berserker comes in hard with a roundhouse kick that's only caught by Fenrir who then throws the brawler down to the ground, but again only briefly as Berserker was once more on his feet.
Berserker blitzes in but misses a combo as Fenrir easily steps out of range. The brawler comes in with another wild roundhouse which Fenrir briefly avoids with a quickstep before lunging back in grabbing the outstretched leg and picking Berserker up and slamming him to the ground hard. The brawler manages to scramble up back to his feet and narrowly avoids a lead hook. He then rushes back in with a wild flurry but only hits nothing as Fenrir easily avoids the strikes with head movement before sidestepping the last strike, landing two quick uppercuts to the body and stepping away again.
Berserker narrowed his eyes in annoyance. 'He is so fast. I can't land a single blow.'
Easily seeing the frustration on his opponent's face Fenrir grins before pointing at him and motioning towards himself and then the ground. Berserker's eyes widen in understanding and grins maliciously. Fenrir just called him out to brawl and he'll be more than happy to do that.
Berserker charges right at Fenrir.
Freya vs Kisara
Kisara blitzes Freya with straight punches and ending with a roundhouse to the body, unfortunately all were blocked by Freya who'd managed to adjust to Kisara's new offensive. Next she had to block and parry another flurry of punches and kicks. Soon she found her opening and attacked.
"Kugatachi Style Second Ultimate Technique: No Sight!"
Pain fills Kisara as she's hit at high speed from all angles by Freya's staff. Blood escapes Kisara's lips. She hits the ground coughing heavily.
"It is over. You always looked down upon those that used weapons, but my weapon is my fist." Freya said standing over Kisara.
Kisara coughs up blood. "I didn't look down upon you. I just wanted to fight in my own way!"
Freya leaps over an up kick and then widened her eyes as she dodged a very fast mid roundhouse kick and then barely managed to block a jumping spin kick that sent her skidding backwards a couple feet. The Third Fist feels her arms shaking once more from that powerful blow.
'What were those? Her style changed in that instant.' A hint of pride is visible on her face. It seems that Kisara's immense ability to learn is still there. Kisara always did have amazing potential. That is one of the main reasons that she recruited Kisara into the Valkyries.
Kisara herself is panting on the ground only able to get up to a knee. 'Shit! I managed to use that Shadow Slicer and Guard Crush Tornado of his, but it wasn't enough.' She then tried to look for Fenrir. 'I wonder how he's doing against Berserker. Hopefully having better luck than I am.'
"You should be more worried about yourself than your boyfriend Kisara." Freya interrupted standing over her.
"He's not my boyfriend!" Kisara yelled before coughing again.
Freya shrugged, "Could have fooled me. Either way it'll be over for you both, though worse for Fenrir. I highly doubt he'll come out on top against Berserker. He's been preparing himself for another go at Fenrir since their last fight and there's no way I can see him losing twice to him."
Kisara chuckled, making Freya raise an eyebrow. "What...makes you think...Fenrir hasn't grown stronger either? Especially when he's been...trained by masters himself."
Freya's eyes widened in shock. Fenrir had been trained by not just a master, but multiple masters. That was big news for her.
"And another thing." Kisara added.
"Oh? And what would that be?" Freya asked with a raised eyebrow.
"So, it's true that you killed Fenrir's ex Kagami?" Kisara stated.
All the redhead got was a sigh and uncomfortable silence from her mentor.
Before she could press on, the two girls heard pained grunts and turned to the other fight only to be shocked as they saw Fenrir viciously using Berserker like a heavy bag. Berserker tried fighting back but was getting hit by vicious counter strikes which ended with a three punch combo of a liver blow, an uppercut that lifted the brawler's jaw up and a lead hook that ended it. The result was a bloodied and battered Berserker face planting on the ground.
"Tch! Told you not to bleed too quickly and there you are doing that." Fenrir spat in contempt, "Whatever. Just lie down there and die." He walked away from him toward the girls.
"Glad to see you're still alive Kisara." Fenrir said.
"S-Shut up! Idiot!" Kisara replied before coughing again.
"Cool it firebrand. Allow me to take over from here. I also have unfinished business with Freya too." Fenrir said before focusing on the Third Fist. "Sorry to keep you waiting Freya. Had to put down your rabid dog of a partner."
However just as he was about to strike he heard groaning coming from behind with Freya and Kisara looking shocked that Berserker got up as if he hadn't been brutally beaten and just looked at Fenrir who also looked back at him in annoyance.
"Tch! Someone's a glutton for punishment." Fenrir said.
Berserker smiled at him and his eyes turned red. "This is the fight I have been looking for! C'mon! Don't give up on me now!" The Second Fist charges forward moving even faster.
Unfortunately Fenrir wasn't in the mood. "Well too bad I'm done with you."
Berserker threw a haymaker which Fenrir ducked under and got his legs, picked him up over his shoulder and moved forward a bit before slamming him to the ground and instantly flipping into full mount. Immediately posturing up Fenrir unloaded on Berserker with brutal ground and pound.
Freya was about to rush to her comrade's aid but Kisara noticed that and with sheer willpower she rushed at Freya.
"That's between them Freya-nee...So stay out of it!" Kisara yelled.
Freya suddenly yelped as her legs were grabbed and she was taken down by a roaring Kisara with a power double leg, losing her grip on her staff. Kisara then postured up and began raining down punches on Freya. Before Kisara knew it Freya stopped moving and the redhead had to stop. She then fell off Freya panting in exhaustion as she laid on her back and watched Fenrir deal with Berserker.
While Fenrir was pounding away on Berserker, memories of his deceased 'pack' came to his mind especially Yoroi and Sasuke who had died brutally at the hands of this very person he was fighting. Then the speed of the ground and pound drastically increased and in seconds Berserker's face was no longer recognizable, just a bloody, pulpy mess. Then with a loud roar Fenrir continued pounding away before finishing with one final punch to the head resulting in a satisfying crunch and a lot of blood.
Kisara was shocked at the gruesome finish, but for some reason she found herself engrossed by it and her man. She enjoyed seeing her man obliterate the Second Fist with ease. The first guy who took her seriously as an opponent in years. Yeah! Definitely her boyfriend- Kisara's mind grinded to a halt from that! Where the hell did that come from?! Her thoughts were finally interrupted when she heard Fenrir walking towards her and Freya and the bloodlust rolling off of him told her who was going to be his next victim.
"Well color me impressed Kisara. You beat the Third Fist Freya, and by yourself too." Fenrir said.
Kisara huffed and said, "Of course I did, and I had to use your moves to do it too."
"Good to know." Fenrir said as he now set hi sights on the unconscious Freya. "Now if you excuse me I'll be putting her out of her misery." He drew out the butterfly swords.
"Wait!" Kisara yelled as she forced herself to her feet and stood between Freya and Fenrir. "Before you off Freya-nee, I'd like her to answer some questions of my own."
"You got a good reason why?" Fenrir asked in impatiently.
"When I asked Freya-nee about…Kagami…" Kisara flinched when she saw Fenrir glare for a moment, "…She seemed uncomfortable about it. Tells me that there's more to it than she's let on."
"I find that hard to believe Kisara." Fenrir said, "As far as we know she could be lying to you or intending to take such information to the grave."
"I highly doubt that. Freya-nee's not the type to outright lie." Kisara defended.
"You have that much faith in her?" Fenrir asked.
"Yes, I do." Kisara replied, "Besides I defeated her, so I get to decide her fate."
Fenrir sighed at that. She was right. "Fine. Do as you please."
"Well then let's take her back to your place-"
"Excuse me?! You want to bring her to my apartment?!"
A tick mark came on Kisara's forehead. "Let me finish damn it! It's late now and there's no way I can leave Freya-nee here on the streets. Let's take her back to your place and then ask her for the truth of what went down that fateful day. If I don't like what she says, you can do whatever you want with her."
Fenrir growled but relented. "Fine, but only because you defeated her."
Kisara smiled, "Thanks Fenrir."
The male redhead just sighed as he put away his weapons.
"Well that's an interesting way to end your day."
The two redheads turned around and their eyes widened as they saw Vanessa leaning against a post grinning at them.
"Sis! H-How long have you been there?" Red asked.
"Ever since you left that pizzeria." Vanessa replied, "So those two are part of Ragnarok?"
"Well she is." Red pointed to the unconscious Freya, "And he's dead." He pointed at the dead Berserker.
"I can clearly see that bro." Vanessa said now walking towards them, "I agree with your girlfriend's suggestion. Let's take this Freya back to your place and get the truth about that day. I want to hear it from her own mouth. So, pick her up Red and no complaints!"
Red sighed and picked up the unconscious Freya with Kisara laughing as she stumbled before Vanessa supported her.
While they left they didn't see a bug eyed Nijiima looking at them and typing away.
Next Day…
When Freya woke up she'd expected to be dead. While she was proud that Kisara had beaten her, she'd thought she'd be finished off by the vengeful Fenrir.
Fortunately for her she's alive.
Unfortunately, and more confusing for her she was bound in ropes on a couch in someone's apartment and her tri-staff was nowhere to be found. The question now was whose?
"Glad to see you're awake. I'd thought that that Kisara girl did more damage than she thought." Freya turned to her right and saw an older woman with dark brown skin, brown eyes and medium length silver hair, wearing an open green camouflage shirt that shows her black sports bra covering her breasts and abs, a red belt on her waist, green camouflage pants and black steel toed boots sitting on a chair beside her.
"Who are you? Where am I?" Freya calmly asked.
"You're not exactly in the best position to ask questions lady but I'll at least answer those two questions. Name's Vanessa Lewis, older sister of the one you know as Fenrir and you're in his apartment."
Freya's eyes widened in surprise. She was in the presence of Fenrir's older sister. But why the different skin…oh, he must be her adopted brother.
Vanessa continued, "Now that I've answered your questions, you'll answer mine. I want to know everything about that day your gang Ragnarok took on Fenrir's former gang the Wolf Pack and ended it. Leave nothing out or your life's forfeit. I'm the only thing keeping my brother from ripping out your throat."
Freya sighed. She'd been hoping to never have to talk about that fateful day when she, Berserker and Odin nearly died at the hands of a wounded, saddened and enraged Fenrir after his best friends had been killed. It was the closest she'd ever felt to death in her life so far.
"Alright, I'll tell you everything." Freya said.
And with that she told Vanessa everything about Ragnarok's plan of attack that Loki had formulated, the vicious execution and the brutal aftermath with Sasuke and Yoroi being beaten to death by Berserker, her draw with Kagami before Odin killed the exhausted butterfly sword user and the Three Fists near deaths at Fenrir's hands before exhaustion took him.
Vanessa listened to the story attentively but so did Red and Kisara from behind the living room door. None were happy about what they heard especially Red who had to be reminded of his childhood friends' demise and worse his girlfriend had been killed by Odin himself instead of Freya like he'd thought.
"And that's everything about that day." Freya finished, "Never thought I'd have to recount that brutal event."
"That is if you're telling the truth." Vanessa stated.
"I have no reason to lie. If anything, I'd intended to tell your brother the truth about Kagami's demise before our battle but Kisara defeated me instead and I had to say it like this instead." Freya said.
"I see. Well then I'll be back." Vanessa got up from the chair and left the living room to the kitchen where a distraught Kisara and her silent brother were.
"Is what she said true?" Kisara asked.
"I work in a private security firm. I've been trained to know when someone's lying to my face and Freya is being truthful." Vanessa replied.
"I see. Well thanks for that sis." Red spoke up, "Excuse me."
Red walked out of the apartment and went to the rooftop. Kisara wanted to follow but Vanessa stopped her and shook her head.
"Leave him. He needs to process this." Vanessa said.
…
Red stood on the rooftop of his apartment in silence. What he'd heard had opened old wounds but also hardened him to be resolute in his objective of destroying Ragnarok. Now Red added another goal to it.
To break Odin in the most sadistic way possible and then destroy him brutally and just as sadistically. And he was going to enjoy every single second of it.
Red reared his head back looking up into the early morning sky.
"AAWWWRROOOOOOO!"
As if agreeing with him wolf howls followed suit. This continued for a while before Red stopped and walked back inside with a cold, calculating and almost robotic demeanor.
Odin's demise couldn't come sooner enough.
Chapter 12 End.
Another one bites the dust and Red gets the painful truth about his ex's demise and it is only hastening Odin's demise at the vengeful wolf's hands. Hell is about to be unleashed.