Darkness Exp.
Chapter Two – Unexpected Visitor
A Day later...
Takumi was sitting on his couch in his rented out apartment. He sat watching the news, life was slow nowadays, the old days were gone. Lately it seemed like no one needed a hero, for once life seemed, normal almost. Takumi was sitting there when he heard a small noise. The noise grew to a loud ticking sound.
Takumi's first instinct kicked in and he dived next to the couch, the back of the couch was facing the doorway. The door blew with such tremendous force that it was hurled through the apartment, and when it hit the couch it spun and hit right through the four window panels that went from the roof to the floor.
He stood up and started to cough, the whole commotion caused a lot of dust in the air, when the dust cleared, Takumi saw an amazing sight. His old nemesis Kaze Kazami was standing in the door way. Takumi shook his head, " Am I dreaming? Or did hell freeze over? " He though to himself as he was kicked into reality.
Takumi rushed over and grabbed Kaze, his body felt cold and lifeless. Kaze limped over to the couch and laid down. " Ta..kumi! " He spat as he tried to lean up. Takumi raised his fist, quick to strike. But, he hesitated, for Kaze had put up his arm to block it. Takumi lowered his hand and bent down to listen in.
" Ta...kumi, ...head my warning.." he began as he got into a coughing fit. " tales of terror and destruction fall on this land, a war that wasn't meant to be ours has come to invade us. Warriors from a distant and forgotten place arrive, to bring chaos and suffering. Earth will meet its match.." Kaze said in one quick burst, Takumi strained hard to hear and understand what he was saying. "...in a fight for survival..." He finished as his covered hand fell to the floor, he drifted into sleep.
He just stared at Kaze for many long moments. Kaze lay there with half of his armor destroyed, half of his mask was broken and there were cuts on his face. The quills sticking out of his helmet were stained with blood. His right arm was heavily wounded and only his glove armor remained. Chips of his shoulder piece were still intact. His legs were bruised and cut.
"What to do now.." Takumi's mind kept repeating. Honestly, he didn't know what to do. After a long moment of silence, Takumi left Kaze to his sleep, for he surely needed it and he sat atop the roof of the apartment building he was currently residing in. He stared to the sunset, it was a orange-pink glow in the distance. Takumi though about the sunset, and how not many people had ever stopped to look at such a marvel. It was amazing, and totally mesmerizing.
Suddenly a dark shadow appeared behind Takumi, it darkened the city street so down below. He turned, without the slightest bit of hesitation, to face the shadowed figure. The figure tall and wore tight clothing. He had long quills that flowed down to his neck on both sides of his face, the back of his hair was tied in a tight ponytail, the tips of his hair were black. He wore a tight black shirt that stopped at his elbows and went down to his waste. His pants were tight as wrapped around his legs.