The Price of Desire

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Chapter 7 (More Power!)

There were quite a few ninjas, but the group had made quick work out of the majority of them. All that remained of the group of ninjas, were five foot ninjas that Jason, Christy, and even Sikowitz with his walking stick, were making quick work of. Trina was staring down Niu, while Ying continued to watch from her stand with growing frustration. Trina tensed her fingers and stretched her arm out, curling her hand inwards. "Come on, I know you want to."

The man turned his heel and dashed for her at almost breakneck speed. Her eyes widened and she quickly twisted her upper body to the side. Just as he passed her, she swung her arm down against his back. The man stumbled forward and twisted back, narrowing his eyes. Trina's nostrils flared out and she quickly flipped her hair back over her shoulder. She was grateful to have her hair in a ponytail, as she did not need her hair clinging to her sweaty body.

She lifted her hands into the air and flipped onto them. She pushed her body off, spun 180 degrees, and flew towards Niu. She curled her left leg upwards and kicked her right leg out, pressing into the man's chest and pushing off. The man howled and flew back into one of the tables, breaking it in two. Trina landed on her feet, bent over with her fingertips pressed against the floor. She jerked her head upwards and stared down the man, waiting as he slowly rose to his feet. She needed him out cold. There was no reason to kill him, of course, even if he was acting with the vile woman waiting to dip her hand into the pot.

Heavy breaths left her lips as the man huffed and dashed for her once more. "You'd think you'd learn, charging me won't help you." She let out a powerful roar and twisted her entire body around, kicking her right leg up and swinging it towards the man. Niu's eyes widened as the heel of her foot connected with his jaw. She was certain she saw a tooth fly from his mouth as he fell for the floor. The man reached his arms back and put his hands to the ground, then flung his legs upwards and out, jumping up to his feet. He wiped his bloody mouth with his jaw and stared her down. She chuckled slightly and smirked while relaxing and clenching her hands repeatedly.

"You're incredibly durable."

"Father!" Ying Lee shouted from her stand. "More power!" Trina rolled her eyes and ignored the woman, who had been randomly shouting that for however long they'd been battling for.

"Have I ever mentioned how much I hate ninjas? No? Well guess what." She rushed forward, shouting in anger as she spread her arms out to the side. She pointed her fingers out and lunged forward, stopping just before Niu and striking him with the sides of her hands, sharply against his jugular veins in the neck. Niu's eyes rolled back and he instantly dropped to the floor, unconscious. "Yeah, I hate ninjas." It was a trick she remembered hearing from a medical instructor at the hospital once, he was teaching his students and told them that if someone were to hit the carotid, or jugular, veins, it could make them pass out. The same was said that if someone pressed on the veins long enough, the person would be rendered unconscious. "Sleep well."

She turned and started walking towards the others, they'd finished off the final bit of ninjas and all seemed very worn out. Sikowitz was okay, he had the best endurance, but his martial arts prowess was still rather limited. He couldn't perform any of the agile moves the others could, but that's where his walking stick made up for his lack of speed and agility. His power or strength, and endurance made him extremely formidable. Christy was breathing hard and still held onto her form. She was the closest to Trina in strength and speed, but her endurance could use some work. Jason was all right in the endurance and speed department, but his strength was not quite on par with the others.

As for Trina, she was the best fit all around, but the fact that she had to take time honing strength, speed, and endurance, meant simply that she was the 'Jack of all, king of none'. Sikowitz was far better in endurance than she was, Christy was far better at strength than she was, and Jason was quicker on his feet than she was. Though Sikowitz was older and more professed, he was likely much stronger than the others.

"You guys all right?" They looked at her and nodded in reply. Their eyes told the story though, Christy and Jason were incredibly shocked by what had just happened. They didn't expect the fighting to be of this nature. Sikowitz appeared to chalk it up to experience, he'd seen battles before. "Okay good, because, there's one left." She smirked subtly and turned towards Ying, who was glaring vehemently at them. The woman let out a long war cry and performed a spinning frontal flip over the hostess stand. As she landed, she twirled her fans in her hands, raising her arms upwards while the dust and dirt flew from the floor around her. Trina's voice fell flat and her arms crossed over her chest. "Show off. You should know…only I can show off like that."

"Whatever. You will die here, Vega." Trina lifted her shoulders and took a step forward, moving her head left to right.

"You see, what I don't understand is…why would you participate in this? Why? You have a daughter, a husband, a life, and you're so willing to throw it away? There's something we're taught in martial arts, and that something is honor. Are you so willing to throw away your honor? So willing to disgrace your family, your daughter?"

"What do you know of honor? Your 'perky' little sister left my daughter hanging from the ceiling! You claim to know honor?"

Jason and Christy stepped beside Trina, with her in between them. Sikowitz stepped behind them and held his walking stick down in front of him. Jason clenched his fists and sliced his arm through the air.

"She knows more of honor than you do! Working for some messed up gang, and for what? Money? Power? Fame? Glory? What reason would you have left to throw everything you and your family have away?"

"Revenge…" She slowly licked her lips and glared into the eyes of Trina. "I understand your plight, and maybe your deluded sense of 'honor', you should give up and turn back before you find yourself too deep." Trina scoffed in response.

"Turn back? You really are crazy."

"Well, then I hope your beloved, darling little sister rots in hell." Trina's eyes widened and her blood started to boil. She felt Sikowitz's eyes upon her, reminding her to not let this woman provoke her. Better to fight with justice and honor than to fight with rage. However, it couldn't be helped, those were fighting words right there.

"Trying to provoke me?" She stepped forward, clenching her fists tight. "Step back guys, I'm bringing her down." Ying laughed and spread her arms out, opening her fans wide. The fans glinted in the light and Trina soon realized that the fans were metal. This woman made her fans into a deadly weapon! The woman spun towards her and sliced her across the chest. "Shit!" She let out a loud yelp and backflipped out of the way. "Deadlier than I thought you were, I see."

"Yes, I'm sure. I knew I didn't like you the first day I set eyes on you."

"Funny. I was just thinking that!" She charged towards Ying, her eyes locked onto the fans. Ying stretched her right hand high into the air and quickly swung it down towards her. Trina's eyes widened and she quickly ducked to the side, narrowly avoiding the dangerous slash. As a quick counter, she kicked backwards, striking Ying in the waist. She had to be careful with this woman. This was the good thing about teams, if it got too much, she could easily tag any one of the others. Only, who would be best?

As Ying staggered backwards, Trina took this moment to analyze her opponent, something that was always important. Speed was definitely this woman's strong suit, but she did not look very strong. However, it was best to never underestimate an opponent, she could very well be powerful.

"You bitch, that was my bad hip." The woman narrowed her gaze upon Trina and lunged forward, slashing her fans in an outward arc. Trina quickly spun around. Letting the slashes strike her back. She bent forward and kicked backwards into Ying's chest, causing the woman to fall back. She narrowed her eyes and looked to the woman with a subtle smirk. She was right, the slash had been very strong and very swift, however this woman's endurance seemed to be a problem.

She used few movements, stumbled when hit, and had to take a moment to recover. That recovery did dampen her speed a bit, it would seem. As the woman shrugged off the hit, Trina took the opportunity to slide around her. She slammed a powerful fist crashing into Ying's back. Ying let out a loud yell and stumbled forward. She roared out with frustration and swirled around, but Trina dropped to the ground and slid beneath her, rising up behind her and striking her from behind with a back fist.

"Don't leave yourself so open Ms. Lee!" Ying spun around, swinging her right arm towards Trina. Trina quickly bent backwards, avoiding the slash and watching as the fan sailed overhead. As she did this, the second fan came down upon her, slashing her down the middle of her chest. She let out a loud shout and jumped backwards. She heard Jason and Christy call out for her and quickly checked the slash, it was a very shallow wound, almost a simple flesh wound. "Damn it, for something that didn't cut a whole lot, that stung like hell!"

"Yes, you avoided my sharper fan, Miss Vega." Ying held her fan in front of her face and narrowed her eyes, growling softly. "You won't be so lucky next time." Trina scoffed and took a slight step backwards, she didn't need another hit.

"Jason!" He was perfect for this. He was faster than this woman was.

"Yeah Tri?" She kept her eyes on Ying and leaned her head to the side.

"I need your help, get in here. Don't kill her, just put her out of commission as quickly as you can." Most likely he'd had plenty of time to rest, she was still a sweaty mess and wasn't too sure she could keep fighting. Her attacks were starting to slow down.

"Got it." Jason charged in and held his hand up. Trina slapped his hand and walked next to Christy. Jason narrowed his eyes upon Ying and smirked as the woman slashed her fan away from her face.

"It won't help."

"Don't be so sure. My Uncle's constant training brought me to this point." Ying lunged forward, but before she could get a slash in, Jason had already sidestepped her and was at her side. He slammed the back of his fist against her head, bent his arm inward with his elbow out, and placed his palm over his fist. Just as Ying was turning towards him, he slammed his elbow hard into her chest. She let out a loud shriek and fell backwards. Jason reached over and grabbed her wrists, holding them tight and smirking into her eyes.

"Y-You…Unhand me you fool!" She pulled back as he quickly struck the side of her fans with his hand, closing them. He gripped them and tore them from her. "You bastard!"

"Whatever you say." As she struggled some more, he brought his hand up to the side of her head and smacked her once, knocking her unconscious. He knelt and laid her down on the ground.

Trina moved towards him and stared down at the woman. "Great. I suppose I didn't think about what would happen from this point." Jason looked up at her and rose, studying her carefully.

"Are you all right? Looks like you took a beating from that."

"Some rest and I'll be just fine. Thanks for your help, and concern." She smiled back at him and turned her attention to the doors. There was no backdoor to the restaurant, just a pair of double doors. They could put a bar in the handles, locking the bad guys inside. "Okay…I think if we put a bar in the handles we can lock them in, I'm not sure."

"We did bring ample rope," Sikowitz stated. "I'm not sure how many of the ninjas matter." There were approximately fifteen ninjas lying around, not including Ying and her father. "Surely we can tie all of their wrists together. I assume the police will be on their way soon."

"Right. I guess I have a note to write, since I'm pretty sure the Assistant Chief is taking over the investigation. Either way, let's stop at a motel for the night…I wonder how Ms. Lee will like prison…it seems fitting for her."

"I agree," Christy added. She kicked the fans to the door and tapped her chin, studying them carefully. "You think we could have use for those things?"

"What? Those cheap little fans? You have a sword that cuts deeper than those things ever will."

"True…Maybe Jason could use them." She smirked and Jason quickly shot her a glare. Trina laughed slightly and waved her hand in the air.

"Come on guys, let's get to work. I really just want to get to some motel, sleep, and wake up tomorrow morning." They were going to get started bright and early, so there was no need to stay awake all night. Jason studied the ninjas on the ground and started moving towards the door.

"I'll grab the rope." Trina pondered whether they could just buy a bunch of handcuffs and make it easier on themselves. Surely that would work, and handcuffs came cheap. Then again, cops probably wouldn't have the key that went with them unless she left the key in a note designated for Assist. Chief Michael. If that didn't work, then they needed something that was better than rope.

Michael and the Chief of Police, Warren Abrams, entered the restaurant with police waiting outside. They knew it was fully necessary to investigate first, in the event Trina left behind anything for them. When they entered, the lights had been clicked on and to their shock, they saw several ninjas scattered across the floor, all were unconscious, either that or asleep.

When they heard shouting, they looked up and snickered. Ying and Niu were tied together and were hanging from the ceiling rafters. "Get us down!" Ying shouted with rage. Michael clicked his tongue and met Warren's gaze.

"Get the feeling Trina came by here?"

"I do," Warren said with a mild chuckle. "Go alert the officers, bring them in, time to arrest the ninjas. I'll take a look at the restaurant's security cameras, let's see what happened here."

"Got it."

Well, I think that's the nicest save that the gang leaders are going to get from Trina's group. From here, it gets tenser, more dangerous, prepare for lots of action. Note that neither Michael or Warren will betray the group.