Raiders
Kobe...
Vehicles rolled through the port town with a smooth bumble as they worked through the finely paved road. Long black shadows were cast upon the buildings there as the massive fleet of materials and students headed towards the large school currently resting at the center of the well-known city. People on the streets were awed as the shambled to work, their eyes locked on the Honnoji Academy logo on the side of every single truck.
Several moments later the large trucks stopped before what appeared to be a landlocked sailing ship with a sole giant mast and a large kanji present on a blue blotch in the center of the the white sail. Several stories of windows were beneath it in a blue curve that looked similar to the waves of the ocean that was in reality a few miles away. A large flight of stairs led from the massive structure. It was a high school and a crazy one at that.
As the last of the brigade of mobile assault vehicles pulled into position an array of students flooded the large stairway all in formation. They looked like a generic band of ruffians all carrying spiked balls on chains among other thug-like weapons. Their leader pressed through wearing what appeared to be a captain's uniform.
It was a black jacket that was slung over his shoulders with an open chest revealed to the world, white athletic tape surrounded his abdomen. Tight blue pants covered both legs and were firmly positioned within two black boots that had a squeaky sheen. An admiral hate was slung over the left side of his face while a long stalk of wheat hung out of his mouth.
"I'm Kyuji Obayashi! Leader of the Armed Faction Alliance!" he shouted as another student walked through the crowd to stand next to him. The teenager was taller and more oriented to being second in-command.
A full white array with golden highlights signified exactly where he stood in position. Whilst long brown hair showed his lack of concern for any sort of rules sent his way aside from those he liked." And I am Kenta Sakuramiya! Deputy Leader of the Armed Faction Alliance! Not that you'll need to know it!" he sneered arrogantly.
A tap of the wooden sabre that Kyuji had been holding made all of the students behind his straighten almost ready to pounce into action against the Honnoji Academy Raid Trip. The leader of which was just beginning the ascent from the truck he had been riding in. He smiled smugly at the blonde giant that stood up from the leading truck.
"Cut loose guys! Molotov Cocktails!" he ordered with authority. And from behind him came a hail of green alcohol bottles all ignited with matches or lights that the students had been carrying. They sounded like old whistle bombs being hurled from the jets but hit with the force of slightly weaker explosives.
Each bottle crashed upon contact with the ground where the spray of alcohol would ignite in an explosion. Smoke and fire quickly drew a borderline between the raiders and those trying to keep their school safe. Sounds kept radiating until the last bottles had been crushed against the concrete and the students of Kami-Kobe High School awaited the flaming screaming result.
When the charred landscape was revealed a sight that was somewhat shocking was in place. Standing atop the hood of his truck was Gamagori not a single scratch or speck on his Leading Spec and not a single student harmed either. He had a cocky grin on his face as the students from Kami-Kobe Academy looked on at the futility with awestruck eyes.
"If you intend on armed resistance we are more than ready to return the favor," the Head of Discipline remarked. The trunks behind him open to a flood of yellow clothed students all ready to go out." Enhanced Students step forward!" he shouted and several larger students came marching from the back pushing the smaller ones of the bunch out of the way.
"Screw this!" Kyuji remarked jumping back behind a makeshift barricade. A few moments later he jumped out accompanied by his second in-command. A large football helmet was wrapped over his head; shoulder pads, elbow pads, specialized gloves all followed running down the Faction Leader's arms. He put the piece of wheat back between his teeth through the face mask.
"We got help for the American School too! You guys aren't the only ones with uniforms!" Kenta sneered lowering into a three-point charging stance. Behind him dozens of students came crashing down all garbed in the same apparel albeit slightly less eager to charge forward at the invading Honnoji Academy. They all line up together ready to stare down and tackle the entire Honnoji fleet.
Gamagori gained a cocky smile as his enhanced battalion all drew forward their school regulations books. That smile shrunk back to a scowl as they awaited orders the looming rush of students to head their way.
"Everyone charge! Let's feed 'em to our Armored American Football Uniforms!" the two heads ordered in unison as the mob of protected students rushed forward.
"Let's go!" their voices rose in unison as they closed the gap separating the two forces. Thunder echoed as they charged ready to cream the pricks that came from the Kanto region so plainly to attack their school.
"Go," Ira nodded with a smile. The books within his small line of teenager's hands flew out in rapid succession. Each dug accurately in the chest of those charge stopping the entire five lines before they could even come close to smashing into the line. This also gave perfect time for Gamagori to gloat over how ridiculous it was to charge at a fleet from Honnoji Academy's Disciplinary Committee.
"You see to the student the rules of their school are stone," Gamagori began, massive arms folded over his even more massive chest. The stunned students from the defending school all watched on as he cleared his through to continue." The book that keeps them is as solid as iron. But at Honnoji Academy; our rules are iron-clad which means the book they are set in is even stronger than steel!" typical of him at this point the giant emphasized his voice sending a massive echo over the entire three blocks surrounding the school.
"Do you think your armor can stay such iron-clad rules!" Gamagori shouted holding up a copy of the Honnoji Academy Student Hand Book. Its edges shone like a brandished blade a star-like shape appearing along the edge of the top." Then face the fury of our Full Metal Disciplinary Guidebook Hurricane!" he roared ravenously.
Every yellow-clad student upon the front line drew more copies of the guidebooks. Their enhanced bodies moved in blurs as the rule books rocketed out in a massive storm of practically metal bound book. The Armored American Football uniforms were all bit into by the harsh edge of the law and were quickly all flung backwards. Gasp left all of the defending students as they were frozen in place by the books jabbed into their helmets and chest pads.
"Oh my god!" every single one said in unison. The fabric and padding of the uniforms burst and threw the students back in a stream of drool and spittle their bodies landing on the hard concrete below all of them left in their underwear.
Gamagori walked over to the defeat Kenta Sakuramiya and towered over him like he did everything else in his vicinity. The brunette looked up a defeated man as the giant glared down at him with a sinister smile.
"Do you see it now! Facing against Honnoji Academy is facing the rules of Satsuki Kiryuin herself!" he smiled and shouted almost with a burning passion. This portion obviously was extending from his loss against Ryuko a week or so ago in Natural Elections.
The beaten and nearly naked students had gathered upon the massive stairway their barriers already moved out of position. They had been thoroughly and utterly pounded into nothingness against Honnoji Academy's might and their Kamui-boosted squadron of students. Gamagori watched as the beaten Kenta scooted his way to the base of the stairs, like any good captain it would appear that he was going down with the ship.
"You have seen how futile your efforts have been forfeiting now is your only and best option!" Gamagori walked forward slowly almost as if it were not a raid and more a disciplinary transaction.
'BOOOM!' a missile-like object fired out of nowhere. It hit just before Gamagori with a huge plume of smoke and fire. The sounds of tank treads rolling over asphalt came next, as did the heavy sound of a large functioning engine.
"What Gamagori did I surprise you?" Kenta shouted now next to Kyuji upon the tank. He was still rather close to nudity but the leader of their Armed Faction was still wearing the football gear now with fine marbled beef attached to it.
"This is just a little something we got the Russian Mafia to smuggle in," Kyuji added as Gamagori patted the concrete before him out of flames. The mountain stared at them still with an arrogant smile on his face, it was like he had been expecting the tank." I don't know 'bout no Goku Uniforms but can clothes stand up the power of a tank!" he went on to add not seeing the arrogance upon the face of the invading leader.
"Our iron-clad rules will cut through the armor of your tank like it was wet paper!" he shouted pointing a copy of the Student Guidebook their direction. His enhanced students all pulled out more copies of the book and prepared to thrown them.
With a hurl of Gamagori's came more. They all struck against the tank's side which surprisingly also had large hunks of marbled meat upon it in long slabs that seemed fresh off of the cow. Each book jabbed into a piece and stopped dead in their tracks, the meat juggling away any sense of impact and even preventing the books from even getting through it.
The smug look on the faces of the school's sole remaining defender's showed that it was indeed part of the plan." Hah! Your hard as iron rules aren't doing anything once they hit the latest and greatest defense from Kobe! Composite Meat Armor! The perfectly marbled meat stop and practically melts away any offense you use against it! Face it toad boy you lose!" he snickered as the books fell like duds from the meat armor.
"Fire!" Kenta ordered loudly and the cannon unleashed it payload. The massive bullet fired through the air directly for Gamagori that was until a line of the Kamui-enhanced students stood before him.
In their hands came guidebooks that expanded into large blast shield. The massive bullet clipped the wall of shields and fired right back at the tank almost as is if it had been fired at it to begin with. The tank took the explosion well but the meat armor did not the flaming chunks of prime Kobe beef free fell from the sky down to the ground where dozens of currently burning students hustled to eat as much as possible.
"Finish them!" Gamagori ordered and the massive books were hurled forward towards the tank. Slashed ran through the middle of each and everyone before they exploded away.
A silver motorbike rolled in a moment latter a drawn katana extended down and point towards the ground. Upon it a teenager more than determined to find someone he had failed to protect. Shinko glared up at Ira Gamagori with fire in his eyes, the energy of his aggression oozing off of the deactivated Kamui around his body. The sword was lifted and pointed towards the leader of the brigade.
"Makanshoku where is she?" Shinko refused to mince words as the steaming tank behind him sweltered. He was angry everyone even the helpless Kami-Kobe Students behind him but he was also concerned.
"Makanshoku is in Osaka," the blonde replied honestly. Shinko's face sunk as his sharped Life Fiber sword dropped down towards the concrete almost defeated by the words and not the man himself.
"Osaka? Damn it!" he growled throwing the katana back in its sheath and revving the engine. His heart was beating rapidly as he floored the gas and started towards the mountain named Gamagori. The Disciplinary Chair growled at the act of defiance but he could not growl after that as the treads of another motorcycle buried against his face.
"Matoi?" Shinko looked back over his shoulder to see the grinding tire against the face of the blonde behemoth. The red dressed girl was definitely there flooring her bike on the massive chin of her adversary.
'She could be here to gather the pieces of Senketsu we noted on those front line students,' Sentokitsu informed as they buzzed through the stunned crowd of students.
"Kurosaki? What are you doing here?" Ryuko asked before riding off of Gamagori's face and into the horde of students. Her Scissor Blade was raised high and in a swift blur of movement their arms had been freed of the small squares of black-blue fabric.
"Was gonna ask you the same thing but you're getting Senketsu back," he remarked carving the bike through a chunk of the students to get close enough to Ryuko to talk. She looked at him stunned at the fact he could have picked up on things so easily." I'm just looking for Mako its kinda my fault she got brought into this in the first place," he said as Ryuko placed the chunks of Senketsu back into her guitar case.
"What you let Mako get brought here what the hell is your problem!" she growled revving the motorcycle to get going. She adjusted her large yellow-orange sunglasses in the process, exhaust running heavily from the pipe at the back.
"She's not here she's in Osaka!" he said as they both tore off from the pack of raiders knowing there was nothing they could do for the defending school. Gamagori was left triumph but with a large track mark up his face." My problem is I tried to help you out after little miss Harime decided to dice Senketsu into a little bits," he continued to shout as they raced on through the streets of Kobe.
"Always playing the hero card! You should have went after Harime not cared about me!" Ryuko growled, she was very thankful but everything was blurred by the near full loss of her Kamui.
"And then what? You wouldn't even have that scarf!" Shinko remarked ridding faster ahead of the black haired teenager. She revved up trying to catch him but he was buzzing twice the speed of her vehicle.
In a swift action movie-like fashion she rose up a ramp, really a poorly built mail box and landed beside him again racing out of the port town." How could you tell this was Senketsu!" she asked touching the very smooth piece of red fabric tied around her neck.
"My Kamui told me. As soon as you showed up he got goosebumps from sensing such a powerful bunch of Life Fibers," Shinko said his black hair whipping around his eyes.
"Really? you're Kamui got goosebumps?" Ryuko remembered back to the night when Satsuki first donned Junketsu. The feeling that Senketsu got when she was ironing him in the middle of the night.' Weird is his Kamui like Senketsu?' she questioned herself continuing the ride.
"Yeah but you aren't anywhere near finished are you? Seeing that your case there was empty," they broke through the city limits. It was quite incredible to see as both bikes were firing on all cylinders trying to get their riders to the destinations." Where else do you have to go?" he asked as they weaved onto a highway.
"Kyoto, then Osaka," she remarked still riding like the wind.
"Another whole city before Osaka," Shinko said as they were about to reach the alternating ramps. His vehicle of course heading towards Osaka while hers was directed towards Kyoto." Don't worry by the time you get through Kyoto it'll be over in Osaka but if you want to come and check it out," his blue eyes rolled as she started to rev past him.
"I'll be there no matter if you want me to be or not. I'll see you is Osaka," Ryuko growled flooring the gas and jetting off towards Kyoto. Things were becoming clear that she was indeed on a mission.
'Well it appears even your best efforts were in vain,' his Kamui said knowing the plan heading into all of this. Shinko just smiled as the wind continued to rush by as their speed built up over and over again.
"Not at all. Ryuko's her own person and she wasn't going to let me get away with taking down the Osaka brigade. She probably has some issue with Sanageyama to resolve too," he responded almost arrogantly as the vehicle blurred towards Osaka.' But I'll deal with Sanageyama first. I'll also have Mako home before you can even get there,' he assured himself.
'Sure,' the Kamui rolled his eyes. Shinko was serious here but also in the mood for jokes it was as if he knew that he could handle everything in Osaka even banged up from the previous week.
Osaka...
By the time Shinko rolled into town students were already brawling in the streets. Several Honnoji Students were pinned to the concrete by pieces of currency that had tore through their Goku Uniforms. His bike passed by them without sympathy as the sounds of combat continued on in the background, there was still fighting between the schools for sure.
'Doing this to Goku Uniforms? It would appear that whoever runs Osaka has a vast amount of money at their disposal,' Sentokitsu said analytically as several swarms of students were colliding against one another on a side street. Shinko turned to look but quickly was cut off by a large bodied student dealing with several smaller students dressed in blue blazers with large golden coins placed on their foreheads.
"Like them?" Shinko asked kicking the stand out from under the bike and stopping it entirely. He approached cautiously as the large Sumo Students stomped and pressed against the smaller, less freakish students from the defending high school." Hey Sento do you see Mako around here?" he asked in a whisper brandishing both broad sword and katana from the dual sheath upon his back.
'No, she's not near here,' the Kamui responded to his wearer.
"That's all I needed to hear," Shinko smiled bringing both weapons up in a slash. The air boomed with the two green arcs of light and all of the students were blown away in a huge gale of wind.
Explosions raged on several blocks away in what was most definitely the town square of Osaka. Shinko kept both blades drawn as he took the needed steps forward knowing that his choice of transit would be too loud to ride in closed quarters. To his right there were students punching one another with insane accuracy, their weapons had been cast aside.
'What does this prove?' Shinko thought as several Honnoji Academy fighters were thrown to the ground heavily. Fighting for a cause was one thing but was a high school really a worthy cause?
He kept walking looking through loose hanging strands of his onyx hair as he did so. His senses were all kept open to that familiar bubbly voice of Mako Makanshoku or at least any of her theatrics but nothing had come of it so far. The noises he did get were those of glass and metal being broken and bent around bodies, the fighting had gotten down right violent in these portions.
Then Shinko heard it. The sounds of firearm rounds being batted away by a steel-like structure, the sounds of artillery being broken apart and left to exploded into the now visible ring of students. Fire flared up as the artillery and shells continued to fire off and miss with their large powder charges exploding into balls of fire that rose up for dozens of feet.
"Using unwilling citizens as soldiers that makes me sick!" the voice arrogant but also humbled started. A green haired teenager stood surrounded by a bunch of average people all armed to the teeth with bullets and batons.
"Unwilling? They aren't unwilling! These are Osaka's very famous Combat Citizens! They are too blinded by money and will do anything I tell them!" a seedy faced nerd with glasses replied throwing a large wad of cash into the air where it broke apart into dozens of smaller chunks that the citizen's all grabbed. His orange-red hair was greased back and he had a grill that read 'ZENI' across it over his teeth.
"The are as I like to call them: The 'I heart Osaka Brigade' and I believe they like that as well!" more bills were hurled into the air and it was all grabbed by those there. Ever single one of them pocketed it before reloading their weapons and training them on Sanageyama, the sole standing member of the Raid Trip.
"If they 'heart' Osaka why are they destroying so much of it?" Shinko pushed through a horde of citizens with the utmost of ease. He took up position close enough to Sanageyama to be considered an ally.
"Another Kanto hick! Well if you must know the destruction is all superficial! The contractors won't mind the extra money coming their way when we rebuild," the sleazy eccentric laughed placing his hands confidently in his jacket pockets. Kaneo Takarada, was a worm in people's disguise obsessed with nothing more than the padding of his own pockets so yes he was that petty.
"Kurosaki what are you doing here?" the blind warrior asked the former head of his Fencing Club. Shinko was standing beside him ready to fight if need be, for once it looked like they were on the same page.
"I came by to have that match your promised me a few days ago and then I found out Makanshoku was here so it became a perfect time to show up," the black haired teen shrugged watching the trained weapons aim at him. Sanageyama smiled holding the bamboo sword before himself in a defensive position, it was clear he was ready to fight as well.
"I see. But why not wait for me to get beaten down first. I'm sure you aren't one hundred percent still," the green haired teen noted as the armed citizens took a slow grip of their triggers.
"There shouldn't be an excuse if I beat you. I need you at the top of your game," he elaborated as the the sounds of a motorcycle in the distance signified another arrival.' She's here now. Guess she found Mako too. Man not my day so far,' Shinko rolled his eyes hearing a conversation about goals echoing through the now battle-torn city.
"Fair enough. Shall we?" he turned his sword to an angle. Those in the group around them were even more ready to get going now that there was offense. Shinko angled himself low, it was as if he was ready to strike them all at once.
"Don't you see it is greed that motivates people!" more money was thrown from the ginger teen's pockets. The armed force all reached up and grabbed what they could before pressing in their triggers. A helicopters buzzing overhead cutting all of that off.
"Greed, no what truly motivates people is fear!" a voice, hard as steel yet as smooth a cream, echoed out from the skies a blinding light casting down over the entire crowd. A blade was swung and every weapon was dropped to the ground as the money-blind people fell to their knee in shock and awe, from above it would appear an angel of destruction had descended.
Satsuki Kiryuin had made her presence known as those now groveling on the ground struggled to reclaim their weapons. Her eyes turned to them and they all froze again like she herself was carrying all of their willpower." I struck your hearts the first time, the next will strike your heads!" she said loudly but firmly. Every person waddled away back into the darkness.
She glared over in the pure white power of Junketsu staring at the the teenaged boy that had so quickly tried to help tear down Honnoji Academy. Shinko gave her a half smile before turning his blades towards her. He locked upon the red glove on her left hand, he knew all too well who it had belonged to prior to a certain incident.
"Satsuki," he grumbled, he had respect for her abilities but not her motives. Shinko was ready to activate his Kamui when she gave him another glance, it was one that did not concern him at all.
"Kurosaki you will be dealt with later," she remarked gray-blue eyes turned now towards Takarada who was quaking in his boots.
"Look its Sissy Kiryuin! Miss I'm too good to go to your fifth birthday tea party," Takarada tried to sound tough. His smack-talk in Sanageyama's ears had lost its smack and his posture was anything but fortified.
"Kaneo Takarada be glad that I recognize your seedy face. I have no time for those that are so engulfed by their own greed," Satsuki remarked coldly. Her long black-blue hair waved as she pointed her sword towards the rich coward before her.
"Ooh there you go all high and mighty again! Let's see how you do now!" from behind him a large golden structure fell consuming him in a single gesture. Two giant claws made of gold crushed against the pavement as his face poked out from a port in the chest, the top of which was actually where the robot's face was positioned.
"You can't use your precious Goku Uniforms against something tailor-made to stop them can you?" he snarled the large whirring device moving forward in a long gait.
"Uh hey Sentokitsu who do I help here?" Shinko asked as Satsuki kept a firm smile.
'I understand your trouble. One is obsessed with money but willing to go against the Kiryuin family, and the other is the Kiryuin family but with a sound and pure intention,' his clothing responded. For once the advice giving Kamui was at a loss for words and had no clue who to get behind based solely on their morals.
"Great," Shinko growled his eyes locked on the golden crab monster positioned before the three of them. To his right Satsuki Kiryuin was casually staring forward while to his left Sanageyama was focused on the large robot crab.
"It smells of your own pompous attitude and arrogant stench," Sanageyama pointed out as the machine started to whir where chambers started to appear on its back. Large gourd-like structures poked up and were aimed up as if they were missiles ready to be fired.
"Thanks! That means a lot coming from a blind Kanto hick like you!" Takarada shouted at the Head of the Athletic Department. Shinko braced calmly as Satsuki kept at ease she was not even going to attempt anything or so it seemed." Now die bitches Golden Gourd Shower!" he roared as the missiles flung up from the back of his robotic crab.
'Shcling!' Shinko's dual wielded blades shredded through everyone sending their explosions off rather harmlessly to the sides. His blue eyes were locked now on the back of the robot.
"I was intending to help you but firing where your own citizens are in the way is something that I can not back," Shinko said hearing the remaining few Osakan residents scurry out from behind the trio of them. He heard more buzzing above from another helicopter and the sounds of more trucks rolling in from all directions.
'Damn, Those three are here now. Osaka may afford a plaque when we are all done,' he grumbled swords resting now within their sheaths. He knew that his Kamui's power was most definitely needed is the others had got the Goku Uniforms Sanageyama had previously said they would.
Well things aren't looking too good. What will Shinko do against the might of the Elite Four with an enemy/ally that he can barely stand? Hope you'll stick around to find out,
Thanks for reading,
~Herodan3