+----+ Chapter 14: The Battle Continues; Reikai-Kakumei's Champions Break Off +----+
Kamasu charged holding up his left fist, and he swung it down. Hishi dodged, just barely, and was knocked away by the force of the attack. The ground around Kamasu shattered completely, the debris flying high into the sky and creating a deep crater. Still in shock, Hishi was unable to dodge a second punch, to his left arm. He yelled out in excrutiating pain, dropping his Tonfa as the bones in his shoulder were shattered almost totally. Blood flew from his wound, and he fell limply to the ground.
Kamasu was silent for a moment, and bowed his head to Hishi. "Forgive me, boy.... But you must die."
And he raised his hand one last time, before swinging it downwards....
.... only to have it blocked by Hishi's other Tonfa, sparks of Ki flowing from the weapon. With a groan of effort, Hishi shoved Kamasu off of him, and got to his feet. His left arm was useless now; the shoulder had been all but obliterated by Kamasu's Tetsui Shugeki. But he still had his right arm - and one chance of winning this match. Glaring over at his opponent, Hishi said, "I had hoped it wouldn't come to this.... but I have no choice. Forgive me...." Gripping his Tonfa tightly, Hishi flicked his thumb, revealing a hidden switch, which he then pushed. Part of the Tonfa exploded, a long, sharpened blade springing from it.
"This ends now. Tonfa Tachi no Shugeki - Strike of the Tonfa Blade!!!"
Using all the strength left in him, Hishi broke into a mad dash for Kamasu, raising the blade high above his head. Kamasu raised his gauntlet in front of himself to block the strike, but at the last moment, Hishi ducked down and kicked Kamasu's leg, knocking him down. Before he could get back up, Kamasu found himself staring at the blade of Hishi's Tonfa. With a small chuckle, he spoke....
".... I surrender. Good job, boy."
As Hishi discarded his Tonfa to one side, he helped Kamasu to his feet. "You're a good fighter," said the young boy, "and I commend you for your skills, one martial artist to another." Kamasu just chuckled, as they both walked back together to the rest of Reikai's forces. Taisho approached Hishi, holding out one hand. "Don't move, now," he said, "I'll take care of this wound...." Light enveloped Hishi's arm, and he could slowly feel the bones start to recover.
"This.... is inconceivable...."
All eyes turned upward, staring at Sei Ma. The demon's fists were clenched so tightly that blood was dripping down to the ground, and a look of pure rage covered his face.
"All bets are off now! Now, you'll all die! I'll kill you with my bare---"
Sei Ma was suddenly interrupted by a stream of light that shot out from behind the stadium's doors, sending him flying backwards. Everyone looked, and saw a small column of smoke rising.... before it was blown away.
Finger still glowing, the mysterious fighter walked onto the arena. Short, spiky brown hair covered the man's head, soft green eyes staring back at the others. Wearing a loose-fitting pair of pants and a tank-top, it seemed like this fighter wasn't taking things very seriously.
"Please excuse him.... Sei Ma's always been an old fart like that."
Taisho's eyes widened, as he called out, "You!!! You.... you...." The man cocked his head. "I'm what?"
".... you're still living?! I'm surprised no one's killed you yet, Hitai!!" The man face-faulted, and slowly picked himself up off the ground. "What's that supposed to mean?!" cried Hitai angrily. Quickly, Hitai composed himself again, and spoke out.
"We fighters came here for a good fight. Sei Ma isn't going to stop us. Anyway, the next opponent representing Reikai-Kakumei is...."
"Hold on a minute!" called out Shinrai. Hitai stopped talking, and turned to him. "What is it, kid?"
"Was.... was that the Rei Gun that you used just now.... ?" asked Shinrai. Hitai nodded. "Yeah. So what?"
".... How do you know that skill? The Reikou Hadou Ken basic technique?"
Silent for a moment, Hitai replied, "Because I'm one of the four masters of Reikou Hadou Ken. That's why. Any more questions?" No one spoke out, so Hitai continued.
"Your next opponent will be Jason Henderson, an American street fighter that's mastered Kaeshiken-ryuu. So, who's fighting?"
Before anyone else to even think to speak, Kiyou had leapt into the arena, his hand on the hilt of his broadsword.
"Hmph. I see you've chosen the flame demon Kiyou to fight. Bad move, if I do say so myself. Allow me to introduce.... Jason Henderson, master of Kaeshiken-ryuu."
From the opposite end of the arena, a scruffy-looking young man walked out into the light. Blue hair hung messily down his face, and his clothes were in tatters. He looked as though he'd just come straight from a barroom brawl, to be honest. But the look in his eyes showed that he was more than just your typical street fighter....
"Heh. A fire demon, eh? I've always wanted to fight one.... Let's get started, pal!!"
Kamasu charged holding up his left fist, and he swung it down. Hishi dodged, just barely, and was knocked away by the force of the attack. The ground around Kamasu shattered completely, the debris flying high into the sky and creating a deep crater. Still in shock, Hishi was unable to dodge a second punch, to his left arm. He yelled out in excrutiating pain, dropping his Tonfa as the bones in his shoulder were shattered almost totally. Blood flew from his wound, and he fell limply to the ground.
Kamasu was silent for a moment, and bowed his head to Hishi. "Forgive me, boy.... But you must die."
And he raised his hand one last time, before swinging it downwards....
.... only to have it blocked by Hishi's other Tonfa, sparks of Ki flowing from the weapon. With a groan of effort, Hishi shoved Kamasu off of him, and got to his feet. His left arm was useless now; the shoulder had been all but obliterated by Kamasu's Tetsui Shugeki. But he still had his right arm - and one chance of winning this match. Glaring over at his opponent, Hishi said, "I had hoped it wouldn't come to this.... but I have no choice. Forgive me...." Gripping his Tonfa tightly, Hishi flicked his thumb, revealing a hidden switch, which he then pushed. Part of the Tonfa exploded, a long, sharpened blade springing from it.
"This ends now. Tonfa Tachi no Shugeki - Strike of the Tonfa Blade!!!"
Using all the strength left in him, Hishi broke into a mad dash for Kamasu, raising the blade high above his head. Kamasu raised his gauntlet in front of himself to block the strike, but at the last moment, Hishi ducked down and kicked Kamasu's leg, knocking him down. Before he could get back up, Kamasu found himself staring at the blade of Hishi's Tonfa. With a small chuckle, he spoke....
".... I surrender. Good job, boy."
As Hishi discarded his Tonfa to one side, he helped Kamasu to his feet. "You're a good fighter," said the young boy, "and I commend you for your skills, one martial artist to another." Kamasu just chuckled, as they both walked back together to the rest of Reikai's forces. Taisho approached Hishi, holding out one hand. "Don't move, now," he said, "I'll take care of this wound...." Light enveloped Hishi's arm, and he could slowly feel the bones start to recover.
"This.... is inconceivable...."
All eyes turned upward, staring at Sei Ma. The demon's fists were clenched so tightly that blood was dripping down to the ground, and a look of pure rage covered his face.
"All bets are off now! Now, you'll all die! I'll kill you with my bare---"
Sei Ma was suddenly interrupted by a stream of light that shot out from behind the stadium's doors, sending him flying backwards. Everyone looked, and saw a small column of smoke rising.... before it was blown away.
Finger still glowing, the mysterious fighter walked onto the arena. Short, spiky brown hair covered the man's head, soft green eyes staring back at the others. Wearing a loose-fitting pair of pants and a tank-top, it seemed like this fighter wasn't taking things very seriously.
"Please excuse him.... Sei Ma's always been an old fart like that."
Taisho's eyes widened, as he called out, "You!!! You.... you...." The man cocked his head. "I'm what?"
".... you're still living?! I'm surprised no one's killed you yet, Hitai!!" The man face-faulted, and slowly picked himself up off the ground. "What's that supposed to mean?!" cried Hitai angrily. Quickly, Hitai composed himself again, and spoke out.
"We fighters came here for a good fight. Sei Ma isn't going to stop us. Anyway, the next opponent representing Reikai-Kakumei is...."
"Hold on a minute!" called out Shinrai. Hitai stopped talking, and turned to him. "What is it, kid?"
"Was.... was that the Rei Gun that you used just now.... ?" asked Shinrai. Hitai nodded. "Yeah. So what?"
".... How do you know that skill? The Reikou Hadou Ken basic technique?"
Silent for a moment, Hitai replied, "Because I'm one of the four masters of Reikou Hadou Ken. That's why. Any more questions?" No one spoke out, so Hitai continued.
"Your next opponent will be Jason Henderson, an American street fighter that's mastered Kaeshiken-ryuu. So, who's fighting?"
Before anyone else to even think to speak, Kiyou had leapt into the arena, his hand on the hilt of his broadsword.
"Hmph. I see you've chosen the flame demon Kiyou to fight. Bad move, if I do say so myself. Allow me to introduce.... Jason Henderson, master of Kaeshiken-ryuu."
From the opposite end of the arena, a scruffy-looking young man walked out into the light. Blue hair hung messily down his face, and his clothes were in tatters. He looked as though he'd just come straight from a barroom brawl, to be honest. But the look in his eyes showed that he was more than just your typical street fighter....
"Heh. A fire demon, eh? I've always wanted to fight one.... Let's get started, pal!!"