Aya was in his room reading a book while Makoto was busy playing a game Aya gave him. After settling down for less than ten minutes, he heard Omi yelling below. He ignored the first cry, but jumped when he heard the next one.
"Makoto, you stay up here and lock the door. Don't come out unless I say so." Makoto stared at him in confusion but agreed. Aya nodded and left the room, in one hand with his katana.
"Don't touch me you jerk!" Omi yelled while struggling out of the grasp. Not far away Shido was hit with a tAyaquilizer and was now out cold. Omi decided to put up a fight with blonde but instead only got himself in trouble.
"Oh I won't, not until Fujimiya comes out", the taller man shouted. Aya jumped when he heard the man shouted. He knew he was there. Swallowing hard, Aya went down the steps carefully until he had a full view of the situation. "Good evening Fujimiya. This may be unexpected but we need you to help us with our little… project, I would say?"
It was only then that Omi found out something. "You're the freaks who caused those people to mmphh!" Omi got cut off by a hand covering his mouth.
"Ah, you should never speak other people's secrets, Takatori Mamoru", the blonde whispered into his ear. Omi's eyes widened when the guy spoke his forgotten name. Aya on the other hand, took the chance when the man was not paying attention to him and charging him with his katana.
Surprisingly, even the unaware blonde easily dodged and grabbed the katana with two fingers followed by swinging it, sending the redhead to the wall. Aya choked at the impact and slid down onto the floor against the wall. Omi gave a muffled yell at Aya.
"Naughty aren't you? Getting me off guard won't work though. You'll have to try something else."
Aya glared at the other man and slowly picked himself up. "Give me back my katana you asshole", he cursed. He saw the blonde smile back at him and threw the sword towards him.
"Sure." After saying, the katana flew past Aya and had embedded into the wall right beside Aya's ear. The redhead was stunned. If he were to turn his a little, he would be able to feel the cold metal resting on his cheek. There was only one word that can describe this guy, and that would be strong.
His thoughts were disrupted when the main door flew open. Outside was Ban with his hands in a pocket, and the way of opening the door was kicking it. "Now what do we have here?" He said while his teeth were holding firmly onto his cigarette. Aya tossed him a glare and Ban frowned. "What? I'm here to save you and all you give me was a 'die hard' look? Jeez, I should leave you to this guy."
"I presume you are Midou Ban, one of the two Dakannya? Nice to meet you", the blonde said while smiling.
Great… Ban thought. Another smiling freak. "Get your hands off the kid and get out of this house", Ban said. He caught sight of Aya trying to pull out the sword out of the wall. He seemed to use a lot of strength but it was still no avail.
"If I refuse, what are you going to do?"
"I'm not sure… kill you? That seems to be the best option." Ban replied. The blonde let go of Omi and pushed his aside. Omi yelped as he hit the floor.
"I heard you are a skilled fighter, and I've always wanted to combat with you!" The blonde shouted as he charged up at Ban. In a blink of an eye they were both engaged in a fight.
Multiple kicks and punches were al most invisible to the naked eye and Aya had a hard time trying to see what they were doing. Omi was trying to get Shido to wake up by shaking and calling out to him.
After three minutes both men stepped away from each other with Ban doing a flip and standing on he hand rest of the sofa. The blonde remained on the tiled floor and watched carefully at Ban. He noticed a slight torn at his right sleeve and a small cut.
"Not bad. Out of the last opponents I fought with, only one out of twenty can avoid getting hurt." The blonde said. "And one out of fifty can hurt me, which means you make a rather tough opponent."
"Don't flatter yourself. You'll be dead anyways", Ban said and pointed behind the blonde. The man on the floor turned to see the redhead running up to him and driving the katana into his chest. The blonde choked and pushed the man away, but the sword remained pierced through him. It was only then the smile was replaced with the sheer look of terror.
"Just one minute." The vision of the blonde cracked and shattered and the view became something very different from the previous. Ban was sitting on the sofa and Aya was standing beside him, katana held with both hands. "Did you have a nightmare?"
The blonde cringed and fury swept across his face. "That's Jegan?"
The dark haired man smirked back at him and took a drag from his cigarette. "Yes. Be glad to experience it. The rest will be back soon, and then I cannot guarantee you can leave this place alive."
The older man bit his bottom lip until it drawled blood. He gave up and left the house. Aya watched the man stormed out of the room while Ban got up from his seat. "Now…"
Aya looked at him with a questioned look. Ban held Aya's face with his hand. "What's this secret 'ability' of yours?"