Chapter. 9 Power, Dirty Tricks and Techniques
Author Notes: I do not own "The Loud House", "Baki", and "Kengan Ashura".
We got one the first Death Row Inmates that will face Shion (Lincoln Loud)…Track, Contact and Kill the target to make his name in the Underworld.
Let me know what you think of the fight and review if you want!
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United States, New York, New York City…
His sisters would have loved this. All his sisters' interests would be having fun in some shape or form in this city.
Too bad, Shion is on the job…But he enjoyed the food. A Bagel and coffee for breakfast, Falafel for lunch, and authentic traditional Italian pizza for dinner; all in the first day.
It was lunch time and Shion was eating lunch in Chinatown at one various restaurant's, eating a Ying-Yang fish dish. It's kind of gross to eat something half-cooked, being half alive and dead, but strangely fulfilling to eat. Shion thought of it as a mercy killing. The temperature outside was in the 70 degrees Fahrenheit (21 degrees Celsius), muggy and slightly humidity, but not bad for a noon.
He was waiting for his client that hired him, but Shion looked over his smart phone on his target and reading the notes on dark web. The client requested this restaurant and he was in near the kitchen where the waiters and waitress delivered food. People were enjoying their meals and paying no attention to him, but were slowly filtering out and leaving only Shion to be the only customer.
His target is called Spec. For over a month, Spec was terrorizing New York City. Tormenting and killing anyone without discrimination. Random Citizens, criminals, police, FBI, Gangs, etc; anyone who consider themselves strong…Spec corrected that harshly and show them what true strength was before killing his victims. What really drove the law enforcement frighten them was Spec ability to escape any Prison cell they put him in. How? Spec could break down concrete walls and hide within the walls like rodent, bend metal bars with his hands and get into Air Vents.…That not even counting where Spec former prison was.
The prison that Spec escape was in Florida, more specifically in Gulf of Florida, was a submarine. Underwater pressure that would crush living beings around 200 miles (328 kilometers) and under water currents that would kill most human beings… Spec somehow survived the swim and killed everyone who tried to stop him once the surface and took out beach guard outpost all by himself... Then one day after being on the coast of Florida, Spec appeared in New York City to begin his terror's.
…that was 1,237 miles (1,991 kilometers), which was assuming that Spec somehow ran all the way from the state Florida to the state of New York…I would be more likely to assume Spec teleported from Florida to New York, then think he went one day of travel and no rest by swimming or running there.
In Shion opinion, this man was Superhuman and could have swim the coastlines of the Atlantic shore to make it to from Florida to New York. Either is mind boggling, but exciting idea!
Still, that not saying Shion was not consider Superhuman by some people, but Spec gave Shion ideas that Spec took that to the extreme ability.
Police and FBI could not contain Spec…or kill him properly. This caused the criminal Underworld suffered unexpectedly. Why? Spec only followed one rule…The strongest rules and everyone was prey/victims for him to enjoyment. No pay-offs, no hit squads or even rare collaborations with rival criminal groups to kill Spec could stop this psychopath. New York City was melting pot of cultures and ethnic groups from all corners of the world in. Italians, Irish, Russians, Yakuza, Triads, Latino's, Black, and all the American Gangs of some variation or Bikers were screwed over by Spec's reign of terror for months. Bodies piled up and were kept hidden from the media…But the criminals were jumpy and not a whole lot daylight activity out in the open to flex their strengths or business deals…
The civilians had no clue, but recent months in crime escalation with broken parts of limbs and bodies of dead cops and criminals was becoming the focus. This started to capture the media's attention and United States were running out time hold back public eye from Spec.
Spec love to break and beat down his victims to death, but there be noticeable objects stolen by him. A Police Pistol with Ammunition to reload, Baton, and Flash Bang. That what Spec stole from the Police Equipment Room…
That told Shion another thing about Spec. What was it? Spec was capable of anything and there was plan to use those items. Probably to use in a fight or distraction to escape a small army somehow. It just that Spec was not pressured to use them because Spec was dominating everyone and anything.
No formal Martial Arts style also made Shion notice another thing about Spec style. All Spec's prison counselors or therapist were certified Martial Arts 'masters' in the Public Sphere that won tournaments and prestige…That meant nothing to Spec. He just killed him and showed off his own unique style. That all their training and techniques meant nothing to Spec style…
Brute Force
That was what Shion notice and only thing that Spec use.
Normally, this was would frighten most people. Shion? No…Spec did not seem to seek out the TRULY strong fighters and enjoy playing in his own pond. A big fish in a small pond. That was what Shion thought of Spec. All that ability and skill, but not learning anything other than the use of violence to dominate and laugh at his victims. That last part of Spec sick sense of humor was because he gave a police officer a severed hand and said, "Do you need a hand?" in a friendly voice before laughing like mad-man before he almost killed the police officer before a strange team-up of gangsters and law-enforcement drove Specs away from killing the lucky police officer.
Even Luan would have rolled her eyes at the corny joke that Spec supposedly said by the survivor, if she got over the terror that filled her body when she realizes Spec had severed a living human hand and gave it to someone.
"Oh-ho! This is not what I was expecting." A voice, cultured and strong called out. This took Shion away from his smart phone and place it on the table, to look at the person possibly addressing him.
This gentleman was dressed in a nice black suit and what Shion assumed a long white silk scarf. Black vest, button shirt, with black tie. He also had expensive glasses and cigarrete in his mouth that was not lit. He was handsome man…if the left eye shows purple bruising poking out of his expensive shades. There were faint scratches and cuts on his face, and hands. His right arm was in a sling and his left foot was in a Cast that covered the foot to shin. His right shoe looked was nice and expensive, but this man looks like business man that survive a serious beat down. Still…this man had aura of killer. Not someone that simply let others get their hands dirty, but a man who was capable of killing and surviving in this world. A group of four men flanked him, but Shion got out of his chair and shook his client hand, then got the seat pulled out for him.
Be polite and calm. Show good manners.
He needs to make the best impression on his client, because Kuroki told him the client wanted the Devil Lance…Not an unknown assassin that only had a moderate reputation in Japan. This meeting would open doors and potential fights that would make or kill Shion in the future.
The waitress came and gave his client a glass of beer and then lit his cigarrete.
"It nice to formal meet you, Mister Chang." Shion replied in English, before switching to Mandarin Chinese, "Do you prefer Bai Jin-Shin?" Which got his client lips to quirk, amused or surprise, Shion did not know.
The restaurant was empty. Shion, his client, his client bodyguards, and the Restaurant cooks/employees.
"Mister Chang is fine." His client decided and replied in English, "Nice touch trying to buttering me up. If you, did it Cantonese, I would have been really impressed. Not bad, even if you still had accent. An accent that was more Western, but your accent seems more Japanese when you spoke my language."
"It is a long story." Shion did not want to get into.
"Nor do I care. What I want is this problem taken care of. Sun Yee On bosses sent me to take care issue happening in New York, even though I specialize in Thailand criminal underworld…As you can see, I was not successful and had spread my connections to get someone who could finish the job. You are not who I wanted for the job either." Mister Chang said, two men at his side of the table pulled out their guns and the other two body guards that move to Sion side at the begin pulled out their guns.
Clicking noise were made and then… Triad members holding the guns ended up with surprise!
What happen next took place in a few seconds that would be everlasting impression on Sun Yee On triad group.
One moment, Shion was sitting and the next, he gone! The bodyguards near Shion lost their gun, then felt shoulders of the arms holding the guns go slack and intense pain. The guards at Mister Chang side were panicking, pointed their guns and almost open fired, but then they blink and…they lost their guns before each man took a punch to chin from jabs! Those two body guards went slack and lost consciences, while the other two guards were Shion were alert to realize...Shion was right next to Mister Chang, who was calm and just tilted his head to look at Shion.
No killing intent came off Shion. Mister Chang felt nothing, but calmness from the white hair man.
Like he was in complete control and not threaten by armed men with guns.
Interesting and maybe just the type of monster we need. Mister Chang thought.
"Forgive me. Gensai-San offered the contract as a test of my skills and it is time that I tested my skills after training with the Devil Lance for two years." With that said, Shion went back to his side table and sat down. The two consciousness guards backed away and were trying to reach in their holsters for their spare guns, where they only one had arm to draw their remaining weapons
"Enough. If he wanted to, this guy could have killed us and people working here without trying. We need that against this over-grown man-child terrorizing our group and everyone else to bring back some sense of normalcy to Criminal Underworld." Mister Chang order and his subordinates follow their boss orders. They helped out their knocked-out comrade and got them to another table near Mister Chang and Shion table.
It was just Mister Chang and Shion staring each other down. A minute passed and Mister Chang cigarrete was already almost done with, as the Triad leader took out another cigarrete from his pack with his good arm. The waitress came by with a lighter, but notice the lighter was missing-?!
The waitress then notice in Shion right hand, was her lighter! When and how?!
Could this dangerous white-haired man pick pocket and be that quick without her noticing or feeling it?!
"Allow me." Mister Chang was not expecting Shion to light his cigarrete with the lighter, but he did not mind it. "These things are bad for you, but people like you and I do not live that long…Now, tell me where my target is or...do I have to hunt him down?"
The waitress was surprise that Shion gave the lighter back to her, but Mister Chang just took a couple puffs and then got his good arm in his sling arm to pull out a Polaroid Photo.
Within the picture depicted dozen or more broken and dead bodies that were hard to identify in the picture alone, but it was the wall that caught Shion attention and what was written on said wall.
I want to know defeat! I wait at Frederic Auguste Bartholdi statue! Tonight, is your last chance at justice and vengeance!
A quick search on Shion smartphone and…this job got simpler.
Finding the target seem easy. Now…he had to finish the job.
"Bring me his head and you name will be known within not only my group, but the rest of the Underworld. Any group will know, if you finish the job." Mister Chang finished, as the waiter and waitress brought Ice Packs for injured men and trying to wake up the other two subordinates in Mister Chang bodyguards.
"A few hours, your two men shoulder will be fine again. Just hold up here or change of guards if you are paranoid about your protection. I will deliver the head to you as soon as possible, Mister Chang." With that said, Shion went to leave the front door that was open by the hostess and then locked the door to be greeted the weather of New York City before heading out to his destination and review Spec profile more.
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Liberty Island, night…
"Are we experience an earthquake?"
"I do not know, but Lady Liberty is…"
A conversation was taking place with two security guards stunned at what they were witnessing…
The Statue of Liberty was shacking!
…rumble, rumble, Rumble, Rumble RUMBLE, RUMBLE…
Two security guards were doing their night shift of patrolling the island. It was a calm and cool night. Nothing but cool night and what seem like the usual night…Until both guards notice Statue Liberty seem to tremble! How was that possible?! It could not be an Earthquake, give both men were not feeling the ground shake beneath them. As the men drew closer, they notice the great statue tremble and seem to shake until the notice the base of the statue. The person seems small, but as they got closer and notice the figure was much larger and hands went to their guns. What was frightening and amazing was it seem this figure was striking a seemingly-unending strikes like there was no tomorrow with break or lag. Just a figure moving so fast with what it presume to be fists and kicks, causing the Statue of Liberty to tremble and make human size dent.
No flinch of pain or hesitation…
The symbol of United States, lady freedom herself…was trembling from this man strikes! Trembling, shaking and…hairline cracking that seem almost invisible, but spreading across the statue!
After unleashing over a hundred punches and kicks within the span of a few seconds, which are so fast that counterattack is near impossible. Unknown to the two security guards, this technique allows THIS him to 'melt' walls, human bones, and even metal…It was impossible for the two security guards to keep track of the flurry and blurs of attacks on Statue of Liberty, but then he suddenly stopped! This mysterious figure was taking deep breaths, but both the security guards were too busy to notice that the Statue of Liberty stopped shaking right after this mysterious assaulting the famous statue. Taking advantage of his stun audience, the figure took deep breaths and circulate the oxygen back into his body…
Then this figure approaches the frighten security guards.
The man approaching was shirtless, with long black pants and black boots. The man is a very large and intimidating man who stands at 7'3"(221 cm). The man is a bald, tattooed, elderly man who appears to be in his 50's. Numerous tattoos all over his body, including the dorsa of both hands, his chest, shoulders, biceps, and abdomen. Just by comparison to themselves and this behemoth of power could make the two security guards jump to same conclusion in their minds.
This man is built different! He seems more muscle than man?!
Both security guards had their guns aimed at this man-NO!...This was Monster! Every instinct in both men knew their guns would not be enough, but try to maintain a sense of professionalism on the job…Which they were regretting taking these jobs in the first place!
The tall muscular man got closer and closer before it got impossible for both security guards were so close that it would seem impossible to miss a shot on their target, but they hope this intimidating THING would turn itself in peacefully
"I hope you love my display of strength, although I hope it did not blow all three of your minds, like this guy!" The tall muscular man spoke in a cheerful and joking manner, but it confuse the two security guards.
There were the only two here, so who the third person that he was talking about?!
Suddenly, before either one could reply, the tall muscular man fist struck one the security guard with right fist! SMASH! Crack! Snap! Crack! Snap! The other security guard could only watch his fellow co-worker head be crushed in by the tall muscular man fist, as his head bent backward in an unnatural angle and look like the head was almost teared off his co-worker body! The horrible noise that would haunt him for year to come and remember in his nightmares, as his dead co-work hit the ground and his face no-long resembling a normal human skull…But a skull that was crush in a high-speed car crash!
Blood pooled around the dead man, while the other security guard stared in shock and was about to faint…with the sound of the living security guard pissing his pants at the simple and fast action of murder!
"Hey, now, do not lose your head friend! Let me do that for you! Hahahaha!" The monster spoke and it seem like everything was going in painful slow motion to the only living security guard. Time slowing down as this horrify real-life monster massive hands were going to his throat…planning on popping his head, ending his live and keeping good on his sadistic joke he promises himself.
BAM! The security blink, to only see the monster get fist to his left face! As for the security guard, he blinked again and found himself several feet away and felt his right shoulder gripped by some powerful iron-grip. The security guard notice as time went back to normal, that the tall muscular monster actually skidding back a few feet from where he was hit and regaining balance. Almost as if he was knocked off the monster was knocked off his feet! The monster eye-balling someone at the security guard right side, before his mysterious savior walks out in front of him.
"Your Spec, I take it. Shouldn't you be playing with people your own age?" The white hair walked out, where only a white-wife beater shirt and blue jeans. Strangely enough, no shoes were being worn either. Besides the eye-catching shoulder length white-hair, red skin pigment from the man hands and heels could be seen by the security guard perspective. He was pale, so Caucasian was what the only ethnic group this security guard could guess this individual to be part of. Another thought came to the living security guard as well.
This man built different, as well?!
Somehow the Security Guard could tell base on the muscle built in on this new stranger that save his life. Unlike the monster called Spec, this man was short compare to Spec, but his muscles were not built for show endurance or power. The muscles of the white-haired young man was slender, compact and little fat. If this Spec was jack-hammer to constantly wear down anyone or thing, then this white-haired young man built to be sharp and precise like a blade!
"Most people my age, are dead/dying or in Retirement homes. Where the fun in that?" Spec spoke, making the security guard wonder how old this monster was!
"I guess given your 97, looking to be in your 50s, there some twisted logic works for you or your minds fuels your body to rejects the idea of aging…But killing people and tormenting a city for a few months? Either your lazy or you have no sense of direction where to find that someone to give you that taste of 'defeat'. Luckily, someone called me in to help you." Such talk and confidence that came from this white-haired man, it almost like he won the fight already without even fighting!
"You think so? All this big talk coming from a pasty white ass little fella like you. That's funny!" Spec undivided attention was on the white-haired man.
"That is Shion, to you, asshole. Only an idiot would waste time with weaklings and terrorize them. Your just drunk on violence and you're so violent that you're pissing everyone off in both systems. The Criminal Underworld is sick of you and I am here to put you down like the mad-dog you are." This white-haired man called himself, Shion, which the security guard would report later to other authorities as he was the only one to witness the fight and death of one these fighters.
Years later, this same security guard would not find joy or excitement from Sports, Combative or Athleticism. Football, Olympics, Mixed Martial Arts, drunken brawls or other near life/death situations would never give this man the same sensation of watching these two killers clash!
No, any moment he thought of action and real-life combat, he swore to his dying days that this fight had sense of excitement that truly capture his awe and horror at what human beings are capable of fighting in a life and death struggle!
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Two killers were about to fight!
Most would figure they act more animalistic or ruthless, which both men were capable of with their skills and experience.
The only witness was the only living security guard, transfix and reduce to bystander watching private match!
Who would win in a fight- Psychopathic killer with decades of killing or the unknown youthful Assassin?
Just by the looks of it, Spec had the clear advantage in reach and strength. Speed could be taken in as factor, but most odds fell into Spec favor being 33 cm(1'1) in height and most likely weighing more in muscle than Shion…Yet! For some reason, Shion approach Spec. Both men walking closer and closer to each other…Until both were within Shon arm reach. Most like due to Spec cockiness and wanting to get something out the fight, but curiosity as well. When was it that last time someone actually approach a man such as Spec, when knowing who and what he was capable? Most be brave and foolish fighter…someone who spirit Spec would enjoy breaking!
Both men were not fighting stances, but both not breaking eye contact at all!
What were they waiting for?
Who would make the first move and what would come from the next sequence of events…Which turn out to be Shion!
Was it a punch or kick? Would Shion go for the immediate kill? It was none of those action.
Faster than Spec could react, Shion left hand fingers actually grasp Spec right nipple!
"Wow, nice pectorals. Let me fix the one of the two flaws…" RIP! Shion quickly ripped off Spec nipple with the power his pinch strength, speed and reaction!
What reaction did he get from Spec?
No pain, but laughter!
"Hahaha! I never know why men have nipples, but thanks! It rather silly for men to have nipples, but let me return the favor!" Spec retort, but launch a right kick that was so powerful and fast that it almost seems to like Cannon! WSHH! RIP! But before Spec eyes, it seems like Shion image was mirage or afterimage that cut the mid-section of powerful vicious kick that only cut part of Shion shirt of his mid-section, because Shion dodge and deliver a devastating left punch! BAM! The fist felt familiar and powerful, as it connected with Spec smiling face, that it almost seems to be buried into Spec face…but only blood filled the convict nostrils and Crack!The bones in Spec nose shifted and broke! But the man was not registering pain like anyone that Shion encounter before…
He does not feel pain like most humans. Destructive power and high pain tolerance…what a pain. It was not going to be easy to take down a man such as Spec, but Shion was at awe at this man ability.
SWISH! SWAT! WSHH! SWAT SWISH! SWAT! WSHH! SWAT! SWISH! WSHH! On and on Spec kept trying on his attack and the wind generated from the power felt to Shion like he was be battered by gusts of wind coming from nature, but the air was still and calm that night. The warms from swatting and directing Specs fists and kicks help warm up his body.
A flurry of punches and kicks return with Speck excitement! Shion did not run away or escape the blows that Spec rain down on Shion, but kept within Spec range of his punches and kicks! No backing down as devastating kick cut into his shirt nor how each blow that dodged or directed away from palms, backfist or forearms were blossoming with bruises or cuts from Spec might blows! Only up to Shion arms to his elbows to deltoids show the markings, but the red and shining scars of Shion forearms to his fingertips did not break or change from the red scar coloring…in fact! It looks like Shion scared hands were going from red to crimson from continue contact and redirection of Spec punch's!
BAM! Shion kick into Spec left side of his muscled lower quadrant torso. BAM! Another punch rattle at Spec right muscle upper quadrant, specifically for his ribs! BAM! Shion right fist uppercut a grin Spec, with blood spitting from his clinch teeth smile!
Again, the damage did not seem to demoralize or shock the convict. Spec body begin blossom red and bruising impacts from size of Shion fists…but the convict was just eating the blows that Shion landed on his very being!
All of Shion blows were go through Spec guard or what normal fighters would be perceiving as openings. Openings that Shion took advantage of. As for Spec, he was enjoying the pain and strangely love that he could feel small love taps of pain. He never got much pain from all his so-called Councilors or Therapist who were skilled in Martial Arts, but whatever this Shion was capable style of fighting was…his Fist's and Kicks could really connect and actually cause some minor damage to Spec!
"Hahahahaha! This is so much fun! Hahahahaha!"
Why was Shion closing distant, dodging and redirecting Spec attacks?
To maintain his energy and conserve his speed or reaction. The use the Koi Styl- Blink technique, did involve with opponent eye contact and creating the illusion of disappearing, but Shion was saving that as finisher. Spec was criminal that would do anything and everything to win! Spec reminded everything of the Inside to Shion, so he was getting the measure of his opponent skill and style. Just as Spec body was built and mentality…was that Spec seem to endure and have endless stamina. Not something that Shion would ever challenge. It was not the smart way to fight…A right punch came towards Shion skull WSHH!, as he weaves out the way and moving slightly away from a left kick from Spec with a side step. WSHH!
Shion strategy is conserve his energy, wait for his time to strike his blows and avoiding any other devastating attacks; such as Spec demonstration on damaging the Statue of Liberty!
All the countless possibilities came to Shion mind as he saw so much Spec could have done with his life and abilities, but only amount to being Killer and even that sent this man to Prison. The covict could have been a Wrecker or Assassin...But Spec was built different and thought differently than any sane person could image, even among criminals and other insanely quicky personalities that Shion ever come across.
Shion came to a conclusion…
"Such a waste." Shion spoke and just as Spec blink, Shion was ten feet away from the convict.
That statement and Shion distance stop Spec attacks, but kept his guard up. The happy smile that belongs to child and not a derange child, replace with confusion.
"Oh? What I up partner. What is, 'such a waste' as you put it?" Spec parroted Shion statement. This was not something he was expecting from fighter that could give him some fun…
Shion, who brought down his guard down and arms hanging. A shrug for what Spec was asking.
"I know your Psycho-killer that only enjoyment you get is killing and enjoying those unable to stop your overall ability... But why not take on Martial Art or Style? You could be even stronger than you are now. Why do you seem to just leave openings for me to exploit? It almost not fun for me. Are you trying to get defeated by my little punches or waste my time? Your almost hundred years old and yet no style of Martial Arts at all that I can tell. You just know how to strike correctly with your fists and kicks. Even I, an Assassin, know the value of Martial Arts and learn from various forms of Martial Arts to become better killer. You though? Well, you have no style. Your more like Brawler. An overpowered Brawler, but Brawler none the less. Just say 'Kill-me' and I will end this. I am not even trying, but I hope you could have given me more challenge given your reputation you made. Hell, you almost destroy the Statue of Liberty, but their difference between I and unmoving object."
Spec look at Shion for a few moments, before chuckle as if Shion said a joke.
"Martial Arts? Style? I did not waste my life or time on something that comes naturally to me. I was always strong and everyone was weak! Any challenger I have or had, did not meet my expectations. You want to know why? Even almost living to be almost century, there has been no living creature to stand up to me! Hahaha! I am strongest creature around, but all you Martial Artist think I am wasting my time. But from my perspective…YOUR WEAKLINGS ARE JUST FAKING YOUR STRENGTH! None of you have actual power or strength. Nor do you enjoy what fighting gives in return- Violence! It should be me asking when you say, 'Kill-me', and I will take my sweet time ending your life!Ehehehehe!" Spec chuckled and spat out some blood out of his moth and still smiling down at Shion.
There a conflict of ideologies here. Different philosophies.
Even with Shion being Assassin, he understood from his humble beginnings that he was not strong. That Martial Arts help make the weak become Strong. Even after becoming strong and continue to push past his limits, Shion never forgot how weak he was. Compare to his siblings and other kids age from America to the Inside, Shion somehow survive and become something that Lincoln Loud would not recognize. All because Martial Arts made him strong and he had the opportunity/desire to learn to survive and to truly make it habit of life to train that it is as important breathing…His sister Lynn is natural and had all the talent to do everything physical possible. Was Spec the same, but the extreme end of Violence and Shion superior? No…Shion knew he could overcome Spec!
With Spec, it was different. He was born strong. Spec had the right talent and gene's that made him strong. An apex predator that born and never saw any other creature that challenge his supremacy in the wild. Spec felt fulfilled by being drunk on violence and enjoying his life as he sees fit, because nobody was strong enough to force Spec to see a different perspective of life. Inside or outside of Prison, Spec always had nobody that could threaten life or view of the world. Nobody ever defeated this man in his 97 years of life…Sometimes that could be boring and make life-lack luster, but Spec was not going change who he was now given that he lives this long. It was proof that Spec was different among humans! All his natural abilities he gained and naturally had showed proof his way of life work for him…until now. Spec never been dismissed in way before, but he knew this young punk could potential take him out…Would this be the person to give him defeat? Would his death be by this opponent or would it be another body add to the ever-expanding kill count that Spec lost track of?
Both men stare at each other hard that made this made fight something more than just a life and death struggle!
Two different men, both killers, but different philosophies and walks of life.
This fight would decide who was correct…Martial Arts or Natural Selection? Whom would win!?
Were those born strong always strong or did the weak overcome the strong through proper experience and training?
"If you want to finish this-" Spec spoke, but his boots on the ground cracked the solid ground and it almost seem like he disappeared, only to reappear and ready to strike at Shion with Overhead Right Fist cocked back!, "THEN I WILL COME TO YOU AND CATCH YOU!"
Time slow down and even though Shion was unguarded, time seem to slow down. He was caught by surprise how fast Spec could move his large body! It was almost like his own technique. Shion watch Spec sprint at him beyond even normal Olympic Sprinters, but it was just Shion brain processing the events that slow down everything as Spec fist closing in! Shion body and mind activated in a way he was not expecting…Things at that moment slowing down as Spec right fist was coming to smash in Shion face inching ever closer and ready to unleash destruction, but Shion breathing pattern change and hid body were reacting on his own from training and muscle memory. Both his arms brought up from guard to block Spec massive right fist impact, but Shion mind was aware and at awe at the alter state of mind of what just transpire in a few moments. The most surprising part was not only the breathing pattern, but the alter state of mind…
What is this? My body reacting to my will and training is expected, but my mind is slowing everything down and what is this breathing pattern change so suddenly? What is this?
It was important to notice that Shion mind process or breathing method change in a way he did not expect and have no time to study, but it would be after the fight where Shion would look back and repeat the method to use in his fight strategy for years to come!
BASH!...But that strategy would not be used for this fight and both Shion forearms hot took Spec might punch! SMACK! Shion back meant the cold floor and cracking the the hard floor, but his body kept tumbling backwards from the momentum! Even as Shion tried to relax his body after Spec hit, but he struggles with relaxation of his muscles of his body and back, taking the full impact! Smack! CHRSSHH!Eventually Shion back skid against floor and scraping his back, with his eyes towards the night sky and light post's polluting part the sky…
If that strike had been done correctly by the Devil Lance, both of Shion arms could been push out their shoulder sockets. Given that Spec just knew Brute Force, Shion was lucky the convict was not Martial Artist. Bruises and cuts on his back formed, but his arms had dull almost numbing aching pain...which was good sign. Shion was still alive!
The remaining security guard and only witness, would describe Spec punch hitting the mysterious young man a Bus hitting pedestrian at full speed without stopping, which the security guard remembering a tragic event as teenager! The only difference was Shion did not get run over by the wheels of the bus…but got launch to ground and bounce the ground twice fifteen feet away from where Spec hit him!
…It was miracle that the wind was not knocked out Shion and he just stare at the sky briefly in a daze for a few moments.
But that soon was taken over with Spec monstrous form taking over Shion view, with the sole Spec foot coming in fast towards Shion face!
STOMP! CRACK! Spec booted foot idented and crack the, while Shion his head to the side in time from Spec blow! STOMP! CRACK! STOMP! CRACK!
Spec was using the Stomp technique. Use for users of Brute Force, in Sumo or any number of fighters. The user uses his legs to make a heavy step directly onto his opponent. Since the legs are 3-4 times stronger than arms, a child's stomp directly to the face can knocks an adult. In Prison, this method is favorable use my inmates and Security Guards against one another or initiations within prison gangs…With Spec case, he could cave in Shion skull and cause his opponent grey matter to splatter all over the floor. What was saving Shion, was his reaction and speed!
STOMP! SMACK! Spec was surprise when Shion whole body disappeared before his vision, with his foot cracking where Shion body should have been! Spec quickly look for his opponent!
SHK! Something penetrated Spec left arm, almost feeling like a meat hook piercing his arm! When Spec turn, he realizes it was Shion right arm to his index and middle finger, penetrated Speck skin deeply and was pulling something out! SNAP! "AAHHH!" Spec yell out, experience a new level of pain that he was not use to experience, with his arm flopping to side and pieces of cord flesh sticking out the bleeding hole in Spec body! SWSHH! Spec strikes out with left kick at Shion, missing his opponent, but giving distance for Spec to recover. The convict got his right hand and push back the nerve/cord of his left arm back into his arm under skin and muscles! Most would be too shock or fearful to retaliate to do that, but Spec was beyond normal humans! Still, his left arm was felt weaker and useless for this body at that moment. RIP! Spec felt a rip in his left pocket and saw Shion hand reach into his pocket to find the Flash Bang he stole from Police Armory!
"I do not know why you have weapon. You basically are one, but if I had to guess…convicts do not really care what they do to win in a fight. Just as long as they are the ones to walk away alive." Shion replied, before pocketing in the back of his jean pockets
Then Spec decide to go all out and use his other tool. Using his right arm, he fishes in his pocket to use…a handgun! A .38 Smith and Wesson Police Combat masterpiece revolver that he robbed he took from one victim, which happen to be police officer! He taking aim and about to fire
"Sorry to be gun-ho about it, but there are no rules in a fight!" A statement that Spec believe in and follow, even when he was about to level the gun at Shion! The distance was close enough point black shot, given Shion was few feet part from Spec.
BANG! Spec thought Shion would get hit, but Shion dodge bullet! BANG! Again, Shion dodge and it almost seem like his speed left almost an after-image! BANG! Spec only grit his teeth in anger, realizing the strategy that Shion was using! BANG! SMACK! Shion kick the gun out Spec right-hand CRACK! Spec right pinky finger was broken and the gun flying off in direction both fighters did not seem to care about.
It been a while since someone broke bone in my hand! Spec thought of the small dull ache in his broken right pinky, before analyzing the situation…
How Shion capable of dodging gunfire? How did Spec know about Shion method of dodging gunfire?
It was the moment of firing, where Shion and Spec were familiar with a tactic. One dodge the bullets before the moment it was fired, giving the illusion of dodging bullets. Reading body language and twitches of muscles on the human body. People train or experience with being shot at during combat are familiar. Usually, they could not react in time and have to counter fire with their own rifles or runaway in serpentine formation and get behind for cover fire…That was not the case for Shion or Spec. Both were familiar with opponents using guns on them and countering them with their well train bodies that went beyond normal humans' capabilities.
What made this case different, was the level of ability Shion displayed. Spec having superhuman athletic ability made up for his lack of gun experience. Spec reaction and speed was faster than most human beings…The fact that Shion was capable of reacting and dodging before Spec could fire his gun meant one thing…Shion has faster reaction and speed that Spec could never achieve! The same could be said with Spec endurance and strength being beyond Shion ability…
What happen next would be so quick and mind blowing to remaining Security Guard, witness the destruction that would unfold.
"I will end this now." With that said, Spec saw Shion disappear in a Blink!
Swish! SNAP! Spec left shoulder and muscles were twist into spiral, his arm dangling uselessly and not register a new unfamiliar pain enough to feel the pain from Shion Rakshasa's Palm!
Swish! SNAP! The right foot underneath Spec was step on, but twisted or dislocated and turn in odd angle by Shion left kick! BAM! Spec right knee hit the ground and cracked under the force. The swelling in right foot ankle growing black, purple and red; with the convict foot imprinted with blood/thrash foot and cut by sharp grasp toes to drill points from Shion Rakshasa' Sol kick!
Spec tried to follow, but Shion was too fast and he had hard time controlling his blinking because the pain and wincing. To Spec at that moment…Shion was popping in and out of existence!
Spec was in a kneeling position, part of his body in shock and unable to move properly. It was so fast! Spec never dealt with opponent this fast and even though he was considered fast…his speed was nothing compare to this opponent. Was it bad match up? Should he have not underestimated Shion? Spec thought for a moment, given Shion punches were not that strong beyond bruising and a tickle of pain. Shion punches were far stronger than any Martial Artist that Spec ever fought. But apparently seem that his opponent had tricks up his sleep. The style of Martial Art's was different from strikes to the methods of attack that was unfamiliar from Shion formless stance to Boxing and Karate stances that Shion briefly use! His right arm had nerve tissue sticking out with his opponent fingers digging into flesh! Even though it felt like brief moments, Spec knew he was punch and kick…but the methods of it was different. So much torque was used and it like iron grip grasping him from Shion hands and kicks!
Shion appear in Spec blinking vision, looking down only slightly on his tall frame going from 223cm (7'3) to kneeling at 178cm (5'10), right hand cocked back and ready to strike.
"Do not lose your head old man. Just a bad match up and you just did not know my method of fighting. Nothing more." Shion spoke up.
Spec just stare at Shion in confusion, his mind not truly comprehending or process his first taste of…defeat!
But Spec found something funny in what Shion said.
"Hehehahahahah! Don't lose your head! I get! HehehHAHAHAHH!-" ~SMACK!~Swish! CRACK! Swish! CRACK! Swish! CRACK! Swish! CRACK! Swish! CRACK!
The sound of Shion hand grasping the top of Spec scalp/head and display a truly horrific accomplishment of Shion discipline and mastery of the Rakshasa Palm!
What happen was not something normally scene, but also a test of the flesh for Shion technique to ripping Spec skin from the muscle, blood vessels and bone vertebra coming off like an absurd large mannequin head off its boddy!
Blood sprain on Shion face, shirt and pants; as he went about giving his client what his desire was!
Shion use the full force Rakshasa's Palm to continue his torque and grasp at Spec head, but the Security Guard that was alive to witness the horrific scene. The Security Guard heard of neck popping and bone breaking, but the vertebra and muscle tendons breaking. Snaping, cracking and breaking happen from all the torque Shion generated more power to give his client desire. Spec head twisted more and more until! RRRIIIIIPPPP! The sound of head being torn off a human body, fleshing ripping and scene the Security Guard witness would always wake him up on random nights in a cold sweat…hearing the tearing human flesh by inhumane hands! The sound was disturbing and distinct that he would never hear again in his waking world, but in nightmares. Apart from his partner horror death by Spec, witnessing more brutal gore should not shock him more, but what happen to Spec by his opponent/executioner proved him wrong!…This horror scene that would never be match by anything in Scary Movies or real life accidents, for what he saw pale in comparison of everything from that day on until he died..
Spec massive body stay in kneeling position, but blood came out like small broken pipe or fountain from upper to lower body and pooling around decease body. Spec body never gave into bruise and exhausted in defeat, but it was defiant in the end to not fall…in a kneeling position!
In Shion right hand fingers dug into what was head of Spec scalp, the convict face had a satisfied smile, bleeding from the neck and blood drops coming down where Shion fingers were. Glee and happiness in his glossy dead eyes. Was it because the taste of defeat came and that it was so final end? Shion had no clue.
Shion look at the Statue of Liberty hard, his right hand and fingers digging in deeply on Spec decapitated scalp/skull, before walking to Security Guard that was alive and witness the fight.
Trembling, shaking, hyperventilating and cold sweat came out the remaining Security Guard body. His flight or fight instincts going into overdrive, but his mind and body knew he could not escape from this predator. These events were traumatic and time seem to slow down, as Shion approach the Security Guard, his knee's sinking to the ground and his hands to holding his head. Was it because the traumatic scene, with hope that this man would not rip and twist his head off his own body like some doll?! It almost seems like the white hair young man was worst monster or ghost that could not be killed! Feet steps were heard and echoing from Shion….passing the Security Guard. The white-haired monster and savior spoke up, reminding the Security Guard of a major part of his job and why he was employed here…
"You are going to have to call some engineers to keep that statue together. Spec really did a number on it. Sorry you had to see that and sorry about your partner…" The voice was strong, calm and what even seem to have twinge of sympathy for the Security Guard fallen co-worker and the only witness to fight/killing of Spec…But the man had cold dullness lacking excitement within the white-hair man blue eyes that did not regret the killing and had no enjoyment in the killing.
Just as the Security Guard turn to look at Shion retreating figure.
BBBBBOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!~Ring~
A horrible light almost took the Security Guard vision and ringing knows came to both ears! A few minutes pass as the Security Guard was disoriented and regain his bearings. Later, it would be told to the Security Guard he was hit was Flashbang. By the time the Security Guard could find the killer white haired and red hand young man carrying Spec head, for he was gone. Police patrol Liberty Island and New York Harbor to find…nothing. All the police could find was relief and horror that Spec body remain and that the Statue Liberty was slowly breaking apart/collapsing if it was not for the Security Guard calling in on Radio and 911.
"Jesus..." Was all anyone could think of the crime scene and preventing a national disaster of the Statue of Liberty falling apart.
Spec almost destroy the Statue of Liberty, terrorize New York state as whole for months from authorities to the criminal underworld…But Spec was killed and his head was taken morbid trophy or example to whoever crosses the certain powerful groups. No one would find Spec head. That was trophy and reminder…that there were monsters out that that could kill monsters like Spec. They knew who to call and what his name was.
Shion made great profit and reputation known around the world in the criminal underworld that day.
XXX
Michigan, Royal Woods. Ketcham Park. A week later…
"Loan! Stop playing your game and help me find Liby!"
"She up on the tree. You should know how good she is at hiding. It like she wants you to be detective like her, Lyra."
"Dang-it, Loan! How did you know?!"
"…I have been playing my game under the tree you're hiding from Lyra when you guys decide to play Hide-and-Go-Seek…"
"Liena is helping the adults with the food. Would it kill you to play a game with people and not your game on your phone?"
"I am watching our baby-cousin, Lacy. Can't you see?"
"SHE TAKING A NAP! THAT NOT WATCHING OUT FOR HER, IF YOU ARE NOT PAYING ATTENTION TO HER!"
Cue a baby cry and more children arguing, before the adults and little cubby blonde girl came to check on the mess. It was Loud Family picnic, it seems. Most the family members gather together, even Albert Loud infirm in his wheel chair as age catching up to him, but still spry and lively as he can be. Most the Louds were gathered, bringing together cousins and trying to enjoy picnic near the playground and Barbecue area. Nobody in the Loud family notice or care given they were talking, catching up and watching the kids; while said kids became handful sometimes.
They did not notice a white hair man watching from afar from a park bench in a baggy grey jacket and facial features cover by hood. Blue jeans and plain running sneakers, nothing about this man was noticeable. He was good distance away for them to not notice him or alert them. This man was Shion, also Lincoln loud, pretending to read book and a small smile came on his face. He still ached and felt pain all over his torso from his front and back…that not even the feeling of pain in his forearms from blocking Spec attack. Bandage and healed up, it would be little while before he was hundred percent again. The training still continues, even if healing from his injuries.
So close, but so far…That was thought Shion had going through his mind.
He could not just walk up to them and say, Hey! I'm Lincoln, your long-lost brother/uncle/son. Anything happen to you guys? Recently, I just ripped off a dangerous convict head off and gain major points with Triads in Hong Kong, along with Criminal Underworld big shots taking notice of me. Can I get hug and meet my adorable niece's!... Yeah, that not going work. Shion thought much with his plan to how to approach them. Probably why Shion was eyeing Lisa would be his best chance. How and why? DNA and someone to vouch for him.
Shion look at his hands and himself in the mirror and knew…That they would not expect him to turn out like this.
It was delicate situation to ease into and he had to first show actual proof he was Lincoln Loud. What better person to do that then to Doctor Lisa Loud, who specialize with Human DNA and Medical Diploma's or connections? The proof is in the DNA and Lisa would be interested to know a man such as Shion share her family DNA, specifically her lost and possible dead brother…His family need someone to vouch for him, because at this point, they either think Lincoln dead or people tried to impose themselves and be fake Lincoln Loud, but ended up re-opening old wounds and breaking their hearts all over.
Lori was another idea, but given her work with as District Attorney in Royal Woods…well, Shion did just kill a man and he did not know how his oldest sister would react, if Lori suspected or notice his body language is that of dangerous person. Lori probably reviews, prosecuted cases and meant with men who were killers…Lori could probably easily pick-up on Shion body language and eyes that he was cold blooded killer.
Still, Shion look away from his book and to his right hand…So different from most people hand and taken so many lives…
Would he endanger them or hurt them emotional if they find out the truth of what their wayward son and sibling become?
Besides his hand and looking away from Loud Family not noticing him spying on them from distant, he was actually read a bit of the author work that capture's his interest and a quote from few sentences of the book. Repeating the words in his mind…
If you are going to try, go all the way. Otherwise, don't even start. If you're going to try, go all the way. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe…your mind. Go all the way. It could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision, mockery and isolation. Isolation is a gift. All the others are a test of your endurance. Of how much you really want to do it...
Charles Bukowski, a German-American poet, novelist, and short story writer.
Strangely, reading Charles Bukoski writing was a way to help bring back to his current thoughts and need for motivation.
He would go all the way…Shion or Lincoln Loud would go all the way to be strongest he can be and push the Koei Style further. New ideas and new path to strength seem to inspire Shion training methods. That he would take on student or students to pass on the Koei Style, guide them and allow them to use the Koei Style as they see fit…But seeing his family, Shion had to see if he could endure more training. More isolation away from them…
Seeing the family close together and his nieces laughing enjoying each other, eating a meal together. Happy and supporting each other. He knows he could and would not come back empty handy to them. As for accepting him for what he is…Well, he could possibly lie about his profession and just tell them he took Martial Arts up as means of survival that turn into hobby. Some might find out what he truly did to make living, the truth of his training and would either resent him or accept him…Whatever would happen would happen, but he would return to them and let them know he alive.
After all, being Assassin did not mean he was going to live a long and happy life.
He could die on his next mission or from unknown means and enemies.
His family at least deserve to know he live long enough to adult hood and he wanted to meet his little nieces one day. The only thing he would truly regret was possible not giving his parents and sisters a grandchild or niece/nephew himself. He did not have problem meeting ladies, but it was hard to find committed relationship when a guy like Shion trains and goes off on jobs unknown if he will come back at all…
Shion got up and left, but not before taking another glance at Loud Family and smile.
He would return to them one day, but not before pushing himself further and become stronger. He was Shion of the Koei Style, as well as Lincoln Loud.
XXX
AN: I know I will receive some gripe over Shion vs Spec. I love Spec vs Hanayama Kaoru fight from "Baki" 2018 Anime and Manga, but that because it was type is battle of endurance, power and pain tolerance. Who was the strongest and toughest between the two combatants…My favorite fight, but I do not see Shion surviving Spec's countless blows like Hanayama capable of. Shion has to fight differently to survive his fights.
Shion is not a fighter that TANKS hits. Shion got hit with Spec one attack and felt that pain, but continuous blows would damage his body and make it difficult to fight. Shion is more strategic in fighting, dodging, reflecting and takes his opportunity to end his fights as quickly as possible. He not perfect and is growing with strength, but with his own strength and his own style.
Also, I do think that if Death Row Inmates Arc were all overpowering. Some were more dangerous than others and others were weaker. Mostly because they relied on weapons and underhanded tactics with superior Superhuman abilities. Other had Martial Art skills and use weapons…which made them even more dangerous! Someone like Shion, an assassin, would do research like Lincoln Loud would and come up with plan. Plus, the Death Row Inmates make many enemies and most likely there surviving enemies/victims will research materials on these Convict cases because victims or people of interest want to find weaknesses to kill these psychopathic monsters that seem not human. All that information would be on black market/dark web.
If the head being ripped-off seems too much, sorry. Sometimes that just happens in both "Kengan Ashura/Omega" and "Baki"…Characters literally get ripped in half and other horrific ways that images from those Manga/Anime that capture those moments violence. Also, it was not power move. Mostly, Shion using technique and torque of twisting to point that even human heads can be torn off from skin to muscle to vertebra. Do not like that logic. Look at the "Kengan Ashura/Omega" and "Baki" series to tell me…that Logic does have weird/amazing ways that normal laws of Science and Biology that exist in Anime/Manga Science Fiction.
The Koei Style is fast and power, but it still needs to be developed. The Koei Style, to me, is trying to defeat the opponent as quickly as possible. With lethal means, if need to. There also the idea that Shion has to understand to make the Koei Style seem less lethal and adding more control over himself/actions. Along with reflection on how Shion will keep the Koei Style alive by passing on to certain students.
Shion(Lincoln Loud) using only Koei Style against Spec, besides punches and kicks, is a sign of respect and how dangerous Spec really is. The Koei Style is what Shion(Lincoln Loud) is the most familiar with and is trying to continuously improve on as the story progresses.
There are various "Kengan Ashura/Omega" and "Baki" Series fights that happen shorter and some that last longer.
These fights are supposed to help Shion(Lincoln Loud) develop himself as person, fighter and assassin.
Also, "Black Lagoon" character reference with Mister Chang and all mafia all part of that Anime/Manga. I just like genre and thought it was good idea to add some Criminal Elements from different Anime/Manga's…So I do not own "Black Lagoon" or those characters at all.
Expect possible other Anime/Manga characters link to Criminal Underworld to make appearance and be client for Shion(Lincoln Loud) in the future.
Charles Bukowski quote is inspired by YouTube, under GRAVEMIND in 'A Prayer for Misfits' video. That where I take the Charles Bukowski partial Quote from. Check out that channel on YouTube, because GRAVEMIND has very interesting, motivational and inspiring videos.