Chapter 9 Reflection Trick

"Man the bass is boosting today." I said to myself bouncing my head up and down to the beat going through headphones, its been a while since I've had sometime to myself usually I got someone on my ass trying to join some fucking cult or trainning my ass off but tonight I'm absolutely free.

I got a good job with work I absolutely enjoy doing, I live with some fairly intriguing housemates and I surprisingly have got myself a girlfriend a hot one but that's beside the point.

But I feel like something is missing, hopefully tonight I can use this time to get my thoughts in order.

Taking my headphones off I allowed myself to take in the sounds of the wind, the sky and whatever the fuck I could hear, leaning backwards I allowed my mind to open up forgetting the problems of the world, forgetting the anxiety from the coming changes in the world.

All that was left was fear, fear that what I'm doing is leading up to nothing, leading up to people getting hurt and worse.

Aeon Clock and Spitfire surprisingly popped up in the back of my mind.

Oh fucking hell I could already see me meeting that… disturbing pedophile.

I could feel my back shiver at that thought before I shook my head off of that crap and focused on other things.

Like how Kogasamaru will be the forefront of everything and how they will take centre stage in the world, just a bunch of kids that have more expectations pushed onto them than a navy seal team.

"You got a lot of people counting on you kid and even I know you are not ready for it." I said remembering how Ikki's battles made him better until of course he came into the fucking picture.

I could feel every cell in my body literally set themselves on fire at the mere fucking thought of those times he spent with that cunt, the amount of dedication, purpose and all love he gave to him and that son of a bitch fucking-

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGH!"

As I roared into the air I could feel the wind around me pick up and match my tone, my anger, my emotions.

Taking deep breaths I could feel tears starting to roll down my cheeks, I hated seeing that scene. I couldn't help crying when I read it over and over just to make sure I wasn't seeing shit.

Wiping my eyes I took a deep breath and clammed myself down, I did a lot I hope its enough, fuck it better be enough or everything will burn.

Opening my eyes I watched how the sky glowed in the same orange colours when I met Spitfire.

"Beautiful" I spoke aloud before placing my headphones back over my ears and looked down onto the city below.

"Why did I think it was a good idea to reflect on the top of the Tokyo tower?" I asked myself wondering what possessed myself to be on the top of this place and now that I thought about it.

"How am I going to get down?"

After what I can admit was a long embarrassing amount of time to get down from the Tokyo tower I found myself riding the streets in the middle of the night, my head bobbing along to the music that continuously played on in my ears until I pulled out my phone and quickly went to find something else.

Powersliding to a stop I tapped away at my phone pressing random and skipping songs that didn't interest me until I found myself looking up and seeing where I was.

Hmm Ikki's school… I know it's still guarded by the yow-whatever the fuck they are, but I am very tempted to go for a quick ride through the middle school.

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Oh hey this should do it.

Pressing play my ears were filled with tunesquads bass boosted song engage.

Bobbing my head to beat I stretched my arms over my head before looking up at the school as I saw some people on the top of the school, oh looks like I got myself an audience this should be fun.

Launching myself up in the and leaning backwards at the peak of height I kicked my legs up causing me to flip before I casually landed on the schools fence, grinning from under my hood I watched as the guys from the top of the school roof started dropping down like paratroopers going to war.

"Let's do this." Throwing myself to the right I quickly started to dash along the fence rail, my eyes narrowing as a pair of guys came skidding around the corner of the school building. Jumping off my rail I quickly found myself riding up the wall of the school a technique I had to learn quickly from some time ago.

As soon as I got up to the roof and vaulted over the chain length fence my eyes could already see a wing road forming in front of me, using this to my advantage I quickly dashed along the roof at top speed and threw myself over the roof's fencing and dropped down into one of the schools courtyards, using one of the school buildings as a foot hold I wall run along it before jumping off and hitting the dirt covered ground with a fancy powerslide.

Using the momentum from the powerslide I quickly dashed once again along the courtyard the wing road giving me direction while it was left up to me to follow it.

To say that some people can only see the wing road is wrong, anyone can see it, that is if they put their mind to it to believe they can see it and with it they can see the sky alongside it.

Leaping up in the air my body felt as light as a feather when I felt the wind suddenly pick up allowing me to push myself further and further up until suddenly I found myself floating in mid air.

Never really been one to think of this as flying but shit I could see why people are so addicted to the damn subject now.

Flipping backwards I landed on top of the chain link fence with no problem, my body felt like it was better than ever, my riding seemed to get better as well under the two months I've stayed here, ahahah I can't believe it took me a damn month to actually start using my AT's as they were built to be used, then again that lesson came in the form of a giant wall of muscle casually beating you senselessly and then afterwards chasing you around for the week forcing me to learn more and more complicated tricks just avoid death.

"Which reminds me I should thank Daunt for those lessons despite the traumatic pain he's put me through." I mumbled to myself in amusement before I felt something cause the fence I was standing on to move.

Looking up, my eyes immediately narrowed as I saw the large chocolate skin of Fatty Buccha the rock of the soon to be made Kogaasmaru.

Pulling down my headphones and placing them on my neck I watched how the large bunch of hidden strength casually stood up on the fence.

"You know who this territory belongs to don't ya?" I heard the loud grough voice come out of the still young teen who was very aggressive towards me.

"Not really all that interested in territory to be honest I'm just here to ride is all." I exclaimed standing up tall while slipping my hands into my pants pockets.

"Well unfortunately for you I don't appreciate punks coming into my neck of the woods so either you can fuck off of I'm going to have to bite down on your raven flesh." Buccha exclaimed slightly surprising me since I wondered what made me look anything like a raven other than the black clothes and AT's and the white raven decal printed on the back of my Hoodie.

On second thought, I think I know where he got the idea now.

"Well looks like this is not your lucky day then." I casually teased watching how the huge mass of human grittied his teeth before he threw himself at me.

"Then you can die!" Buccha cried out his arms held over his body as to simulate a trapped space while all while trying look well no he is as big as he could get.

"How about no." I exclaimed as I could feel Bucchas movements were so slow that all it took was for me to jump up and twist in mid air kicking his head to the side, completely throwing his entire body's balance off and sending him falling onto the rooftop itself with a large loud sounding thud.

"Next time you want to fight someone, how about making sure you're a match for them first." I casually advised the teen before jumping back into the sky my eyes following the wing road ahead.

"Have I always been that strong?" I found myself wondering in mid-air playing back the kick I threw at Buccha who doesn't weigh as much as he looks,kinda. But with the way his body went with the kick it just felt… easy have I gotten stronger?

I mean the amount of weights I put on and leave on for the last couple of weeks have been very beneficial but… I don't know how strong I've gotten.

This boggles my mind to no end but at the same time i can't help but not worry about it much, not until something comes out and forces my attention and my in case it's fucking Sora.

"Alright I've got a goal and I'm sure I can achieve it with dumb luck and stupid training… hehehe this is gonna be fucking fun." I couldn't help but grin in anticipation for the onslaught of hell on earth that I called, Canon.

And knowing me I'm going to utterly screw with it.

Chapter 9 end

Arc 1 end

Arc 2 begin