Hi! The chase is on, and so is the fight between family! Who will win? Find out and enjoy! ;)
Moka ran into the school, giving chase. Her shoes clacked and the sound echoed, bouncing from the floors. They were the only ones in the school. Weird? Break had ended a while go, it was as if a spell had been put onto the students, making them wonder off, out of the school. As if the school had now become a battleground for her and her Oji.
Speaking of which, her Oji was up ahead, running from her, on par with her speed, but she suddenly gained on him when she turned to shadow. As a black shadow she was faster, much faster than her physical form. She reformed a few paces back so she would be facing him. And he still ran for it, running towards her.
She watched him move from side to side, trying to confuse her on which direction he would run, but at the last minute he took to the right, her left. She quickly pulled out a stretched arm, and he whacked into it with his chest, being taller than her. He flipped over it like a wheel and then hit the ground face first.
"Ita…" he then got up and took her arm, shaking it. "Good one Mo-chan…" And then ran for it again, but she swiped at his legs. He however jumped in time and ran again. She gave chase again.
Just why? Why was he running away? Why not fight?
She watched him run to the flight of stairs and jump the rails. She turned to shadow and bolted upwards, and made it to him when he got to the top, swinging over the rails. Her shadow circled the staircase, in a circle so he would see where she would spawn. And when she came together, something shot passed her, pushing the remaining shadow away, twisting it in the air before disappearing.
And there her Oji stood, pointing a 9mm calibre standard gun. She went into shock, she hadn't expected this. The last time she saw a gun she…
There was another shot fired, and this time it hit her straight in the shoulder. She was too shocked to move or dodge it, too out of it to notice the pain.
Something returned to her memory, she never wanted to recall it, but it just came, there was cursing, warnings, gun fire, and blood. Lots of blood.
She shook her head. "Fuck! Moka! Don't think on that!" she screamed at herself in thought. Another shot fired, heading for her stomach, which she dodged to the side, missing her completely.
Another shot fired, and she vanished, appearing by her Oji, swiping a kick. He pulled his right arm in time, his left hand with the gun pressed on his arm for extra support. She pushed his arm the other way, hearing a "crack" sound.
"Why the gun Oji?" she asked.
He pushed her leg away, and another crack was heard, he whimpered. His right arm had been dislocated to broken. "I'm not te- Ahhh!" When pushing her away he stumbled back and caught the rails (remember, he was still standing by the rails), to cartwheeling over and fell down below.
Moka looked over the rails and a shot hit her on the side of her neck. Her Oji on the stairs, clenching his teeth tight from pain. He had landed on his broken arm which moved to his back. The bullet that fired you may ask raised a question of her own, and perhaps yourself. It didn't hurt? Last time she was in shock to realise, but now it felt the same. Nothing? It penetrated her! And get it felt like nothing. What the hell was up with that?
But she didn't care, her focus was on him. Now he had gotten up, cursing under his breath and walked down the stairs. She simply jumped down and landed safely, ready to kick him from behind. He however then jumped, turned in the air and fired several shots at her. She moved her arms to protect herself, and the bullets hit her in several places. All not feeling pain.
He landed on the ground with a thud, and scrambled up, to then be stomped to the ground, a foot on his back. It felt painful.
"Stop running Oji!" she snapped at him.
She heard him chuckle and turned around to see him grin, pointing the gun at her, "Get your foot off me."
She saw his finger pull the trigger, and she tried to kick it, lifting her foot off. But in doing so, he rolled away and got up quickly to be hit in the gut. His knees hit the ground, and then was kicked in the jaw, heading upwards. His head hit the ground hard.
"Fuck!" he yelled and fired a shot into her head.
She staggered back to a wall, even if it didn't hurt. And when looking she saw he was up, and far away from her. Jesus, will he ever give up?
He fired at her and she turned and jumped onto the wall, running on it while he still fired. Then she jumped off and flipped in the air. More shots were fired and then went through shadow. She moved towards him and grabbed him when she reformed, pulling his broken arm towards her to grab his neck, lifting him. He groaned and pointed his gun at her head and pulled the trigger.
There was a "clink" sound from the gun, it was out of bullets.
"You're out," she said.
"So I am," and he twisted the gun and hit her on the head with it.
"Ow!" She then let go of his neck, and grabbed his broken arm with the other, then swung him 360 degrees and threw him towards the ceiling. He smashed through it.
She tried turning her body to shadow again and felt weird. Her energy, it was depleted. She had spent so much on Kuyō and Tsukune. She felt her energy draining from knowing how much her damage was, and they were drastically weaker, now only able to do human damage. And she still had to get to the top floor, it wasn't far from the staircase, so she ran for it.
She used the rails to get to the top, and when hopping over, she saw her Oji from afar. She saw him facing her, the clip on the ground. And he threw the gun into the air and took out another clip. Shit! He was going to reload! Without a second thought, she ran for him.
He threw the clip up and caught the gun, turning it 180 degrees for the clip to slide in and then moved the gun up at Moka. But she was already in front of him and an arm hit his hand, it fell to the left and within a second he then had it under her neck.
She had seen it, how that played. In that second, he had flipped his arm down to grab the gun, then flip it while coming up again to hold it correctly. But she let out a scoff, being a show off cost him now.
"You haven't cocked it Oji," she said.
Then the magazine fell out and hit the ground.
Her Oji laughed lightly, "Whoops…"
She kicked him in the face and he staggered back, then grabbed his broken arm and pulled him towards her to punch him in gut. She hadn't expected what happened next, her Oji smashed his face against her face. It felt sore that she moved back a bit, her hands on her face.
Then she heard a "click" sound, and she looked, her Oji got up from the ground, the gun loaded. And he brought the gun horizontally to his mouth and cocked it with his teeth, his fangs showing. Then he let the gun down and gazed into her scornful eyes.
"It's cocked now," he said grinning.
"Your point?"
"… You got me there. Nice one."
She was suddenly swept off her feet, he now above her fired at her several bullets. Which penetrated her, but didn't do anything. She used her feet and lifted her body with her shoulders, she kicked the gun out his hands and quickly entangled her feet on his neck, if you thought this was easy to do, you are wrong, it was difficult, but possible. Then pulled him, he went over her, through the air, and smashed on the ground.
She let go and kicked his face, and then got up quickly to kick him again. Then he disappeared and reappeared a few steps back.
"But, you know Mo-chan," he said. "I have to ask. How was your years caged inside the Rosary?"
She clenched her fists, her lip twitched a little.
"How was it, only able to see what's been done to your body, having another invade it?"
She clenched her teeth and ran at him and kicked him, which he dodged to the side.
"Having no saying, no right, just being under lock and key."
She punched his shoulder but he moved back with her moving towards him, trying to attack him.
"All alone, no ability to speak or move. Poor little Mo-chan all alone to sulk!"
She didn't want to be reminded of those awful years. Those years she spent in total hell. She hit him, almost lightning speed. His back hit a wall, and then she slashed a kick in his stomach, destroying a bit of a wall on the side.
He got out the way when she punched, her fist went through the wall. He could feel from that kick, that she had destroyed his internal organs. And then she had appeared in front of him, pissed off. And punched his mouth, somehow dislocating it.
"Stop ringing you mouth Oji!" she screamed at him, and kicked him on the side in a flash.
He flew away with cracked ribs on one side, into a classroom, smashing the podium and crashing onto the wall with his back. The pain was unbearable.
Moka started walking over, but she felt something weird, her legs felt like jelly, and her body was giving in. She crashed to the ground, unable to move her body, paralysed. Although she could still breath, her gaze was fixed on her Oji. How did he? Then it came to her, those bullets! It was weird it wasn't doing anything to her, not hurting her, but paralysed her! He had gotten her pissed to quicken the effect and now she was down and unable to do anything.
She watched him take his only abled hand and pushed his lower jaw back into place. That crack that followed with it. He was shaking from excruciating pain she gave him. He got something out his blazer, a blood bag. He held it above his mouth and squeezed it, blood splattered out and he drank it. She watched his broken arm begin to move and then flexed, cracking. He had one hand on his stomach, his eyes closed, relieved.
He got up, feeling that the blood consumed had not fully healed his organs, he had to be quick. He walked out the classroom, and over Moka, picking his gun up and putting into his blazer pocket. And then got out a syringe.
Moka felt that she was picked up carefully by her head, fingers under her chin, neck partially stretched, and then something needle-like pricking her skin. After a moment or two, she felt sleepy, she tried desperately to keep her eyes open, but it was no use, she closed them and went into a deep sleep.
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Her eyes snapped open. Gasping for breath. No idea how long she had been out. She felt something smooth on her skin, it was red, crimson, a sheet of red silk covered her body, and she was naked underneath. A breeze came in from an open window, the only light source that was in this room. The curtains swaying slowly.
Her body was weak, very weak, but just able to move her body. She wanted to get out of wherever she was. She tried moving her wrists a few centimetres, and felt cold metal. Shackles bound both wrists. And even her ankles. She was fixed to the bed.
She looked around, and saw wooden furniture, and on a bedside table, her Rosary next to two small bottles. One had a white/transparent colour in it, which she with certainty thought was a sedative. The other had a yellow colour, and could only guess was Hawthorn.
Hawthorn, from what she can remember reading from a book when she was small, is a small shrubbery plant that grows red berries. The plant deeply weakens a Vampire, poisoning them severely. Just touching the leaves or branch is like acid and gives a really, really bad sun burn. The berries are poisonous.
It wouldn't take a genius to figure out what both would do if mixed together. A Vampire can take incredibly dangerous substances and poisons and still survive, their immune system is very strong. The Hawthorn however is something else, more than poisonous for them, weakening them considerably, and the sedative will put them to sleep. It will take her a day to recover from the Hawthorn.
"Good, you're awake," said a voice.
Her gaze followed from the bottles to the voice. And there stood her Oji, who just entered, half naked holding a wine glass filled with blood. On his left breast was a burn, a deep after scar in a shape of a Dragon. It was in a circle, head facing the tail. He came over and sat down on the bed, setting the wine glass on the side table.
Putting a hand on the shackles, "These are just a precaution," he said. "Lovely aren't they? Magically imbued, cannot be broken when put on a Monster. Stopping their Yokai energy flowing, leaving them helpless and chained."
"Why am I naked?" was the first thing she asked.
"I didn't want you to dirty my bed. So I stripped you. What? Weird? I changed your dippers and dressed you many times when you were little."
She turned her head away. Once again in this position where she couldn't fight back. He was always doing this, keeping her from hurting him, but their fight earlier was something else. Or was it? She couldn't put her finger on it. He was being so weak against her and was using a gun. Having his body be damaged severely and death sentenced, he was insane. She knew how dangerous he was, but he wasn't appearing to be with the fighting she had seen. Just why?
"And if I had to say, your fighting was phenomenal! Truly it was, but you would've been stronger if you hadn't been sealed for all these years."
She looked at him, right into his crimson eyes, "What's with you Oji?"
He picked up the Rosary and flexed it with his fingers, "What do you mean?"
"Always keeping me at bay, even when you can take me out so quickly. It's like you're-"
The Rosary stopped and he looked at her, "Like I'm what? I'm me, and that's it."
"No, this's not you Oji."
He grinned at her, "But I am Mo-chan."
"Stop playing this game, just for once can you be honest with me! You owe that much."
He let out a chuckle, "I, just like you…" He moved the Rosary in front of her face and lighting tapped it on her nose before pulling away. "Am sealed."
And that's a wrap. Unexpected or expected? See ya next time! Have a good one! :3