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As he walked through the damp and murky hall way he sneered at a passing guard. He looked towards the man leading him toward this so called "demon girl" the man was tall and slim with straight red hair and piercing eyes that looked as if they could see into your soul. That was probably one f the reasons he was in charge of such … freaks, oddballs, failures. He had been looking for a fighter. A person who would be able to hold their own in a fight but easy to control outside of the ring and this girl was supposed to be exactly what he needed.
He wasn't much for the idea of having a girl in previous experiences they proved to be too emotional, weak but after being told of the situations this girl had gotten herself out of without being seriously harmed he knew he had to look. Who knew maybe this girl could be his winner.
The man in front of him slowed to a stop in front an old metal door. He turned in a slow but weary fashion and met the eyes of the tall man as he slowly pulled an ancient looking brass key from inside of his left pocket. A smirk spread across his face as the sound of chains moving echoed out from behind the door.
The door opened with a little effort and the man stepped aside the smirk still contouring his face as he let him enter the room alone to browse at what lay hidden inside. The site of a pitiful pink haired girl covered in chains was what met him when he first entered. The way she was using her arm to cover her eyes he could guess she was rarely allowed out of the cell the paleness of her skin agreed with his deduction. When her eyes adjusted to the light she moved her arm and he saw both fear and defiance in those emerald pools. He simply laughed at her. She had no where to hide she was much like a mouse caught in the corner and he full accepted the role of cat.
Upon examining him she moved into a defensive curl and he smirked knowing the she had at least some useful knowledge to know she alone could not harm him especially in the condition she was in. Others would have tried to attack him. The main word being tried as he himself had fought in the underground fights before he won a few well placed bets and had become rich enough to buy and sell fighters of his own. She stared from the corner she was curling into assessing him trying to figure him out doing exactly what he was doing to her.
He called his assistant of sorts to come and unlock the girls chains but not once did he look away from her. As the boy no older than 19 stepped away from the wall he had been standing against and moved towards the girl on the floor he saw her gaze flicker away from himself and towards the boy. Unfortunately the boy didn't seem to consider the girl a threat and so ignored her threats such as the growling and the glaring. So really Ibiki couldn't be blamed for what happened next.
With impressive speed that he wouldn't have thought her capable of she leapt at the boy catching him of guard and therefore making the attack a success. Landing on the boy caused him to fall and land on his back giving the girl ample time to not only punch him in the face multiple times but to also clamp her teeth down on to the hand attempting to push her face away. The girl really was the fighter he was looking for and as he realised a smirk plastered itself onto his face.
Eventually the boy managed to get away from the girl and even though her was slightly whimpering not once did he look away from the strange pink headed girl. The boy in a pathetic display of cowardice started to slide behind him attempting to hide from the girls staring gaze. Some part of him wanted to hit the boy himself but he held back knowing he had to concentrate on the girl in front of him.
She would be his fighter though not just yet but soon. Soon. He turned walking out of the prison the boy already out. He turned just before he walked full out the door "don't worry soon you will be mine and this room will be only a memory." he whispered a promise to both her and to himself and then the door was shut. Leaving the promise to hang around the room inside.
This girl had made him change his idea. Forced him to consider her as his fighter and after than little demonstration he couldn't refuse she would be his fighter.
He turned to man who had taken them to the prison in the first place an odd shine was glistening in his usually dead eyes he knew what he wanted and he was going to make him beg for it but he made a mistake. Ibiki Morino did not beg.