Ark 10 Episode 18: White Tiger Strike

Partcipants

 * Michiko Akasawa
 * White Tiger


 * Thomas Flint
 * Zansty
 * Venetrix Flint


 * Densuke Mifunae
 * Keyth Tasanagi



Diversity: The haze of cigarette smoke in the underground fight club meshed into the pale gray and dusky black of bricks and aged wood. It made it hard to even mistake Basement Zion for anything other than what it really was. The roar of people rose as a fist connected with face, blood spattering from another’s mouth as one man fell to the ground. But this place didn’t have many rules, and if the manager deemed it, a match could go on to the death. But this one wasn’t containing participants who’d gotten on Michiko’s bad side, so the opponent knelt over the fallen man and pounded his face until he was near unconsciousness. A woman of thick curves and Brazilian descent in a tight skimpy jogging suit of black and yellow waved a flag and called it. “Match!” The man left the beaten one on the ground and walked out of the caution tape boundary. If he’d tried to leave before the match was up, he would’ve found an electromagnetic boundary in place to keep the fighters locked in until the match’s end. Up above the scantily clad women and the violence-hungry men in the room, at the balcony, stood Michiko. She overlooked the scenario with her gloved hands upon the railing as the overhead lights glared off of her half-rimmed glasses. Michiko sighed and turned away, her creamy peach-tinted skin dulled in the smoky glow of the room as she pulled down the bottom edge of her brown sweater that hung off of her shoulders and dark pants and boots. The mixture of raven and midnight blue hair fell around her shoulders as she licked her amaranth-painted lips and glanced back over to the crowd below once more. Her eyes were unique and curious and yet fatally attracted to the destruction. Strange, elaborate eyes with whiskey amber centers around her pupils that faded into a kind and serene azure. The winner was striding up the steps proudly, sweat glistening on his chest and blood staining his knuckles and arms as he smiled and brushed his dark sandy blonde hair aside from his face. “Your winnings.” Michiko said in a rather apathetic monotone matching her expression as she turned away to pick up money from a small briefcase. She turned around and extended it. “Three grand. It was fair. If you return, I expect improvements.” Michiko said coldly as the man was stunned by her words. Everyone else enjoyed his performance, but she wanted something more. She wanted to see brutality and ferocity. She wanted to see the majestic and powerful nature of a wild animal instead of the simple back and forth volleying of blows of two pathetic fighters. Michiko watched him leave down the steps, cursing her for her judgment as she moved to sit on the railing and stare upon the floor. A lot of people moved into the open archways to the left that lead to the bar and where the sounds of music thumped from the many speakers. Two more men were moving into the caution tape, talking to the hot Brazilian she’d had temporarily hired to call matches while she watched. And Michiko was waiting- waiting to be impressed or to find someone worth her attention. For the right patron, she would offer them a free medical mending. For the perfect person, she would offer them more than they could find in a hospital or a laboratory.

DeliriousAres: (( http://youtu.be/ncWQLibiclM))Keyth and Densuke would be in the back seat of Colts limo. " Three days ago. You both failed horribly on your missons. This will be for compensation of that." Keyth would have his eyes closed and his arms crossed. Seeming faustrated and angry. "We didnt fuck up, you werent straight forward with us." Colt nodded leaning back in his seat before he closed his eyes. " Your right." Keyth shook his head, staring out of the tinted window of the car. Passing through the dimming lights of DIstrict 1. " These guys... The Grimiore are after three things. These Diamond Emeralds that only 4 more people on the earth currently own...  What they need them for were not sure. But it has something to do with that World of the Unknown..." Keyth eyes darted over to colt. " Yes, i have prior knowledge. They've been using this city to do things before the both of you were born. The KPD have always known of Grimm." " Then why havent you tried to stop them!" Keyth roared out at him with gritted teeth. " Because. It's not our job. But im going beyond my own protocal just going after these guys, and using you two to help me take him down. What im doing could give me death, for disregardling clear protcal law." Keyth leaned back shaking his head again. " We dont have a lead on the stones. Most of them are out of this country. Finding them wont be easy..." Colt said. " But that's the least of our problems. The place im taking you to. Has the most ruthless killing machine of a fighter i've ever seen. He's in the tournament... used as one of the bouns final battle rounds fighters." Keyth interuptting. " So what the fuck does that mean?" " That means... that he didnt have to go through any GMAF rounds, think of him as the big boss to your own personal video game." Keyth looked away, looking at Densuke and then colt. " His real name is Leonardo... but on the streets. He's goes as White Tiger. He makes your hitman streak look like silly puddy keyth. He's even killed KPD officals and we've been yet to touch him due to us not having the full evidence to do so. But we all know. He's a killer... a cold. Blooded Killer. You two will be going to the underground place disquised as cops. Since your in D-2 the mass will proabblay try to kill you upon entry. So if i were you. Keyth should go through the front door... Densuke. You go through the back and find White Tiger. Apprehend him." " So what, im just the distraction why Densuke gets to go get the real guy!?" " Yes." Colt responded back to Keyth forcing him to sit back in his seat. " I got my own secrect weapon. Densuke if he tries to escape. Get D&D... There not to far off. We'll catch him. But, besides him being a killer. What else do you want him for..." " That's it." Colt said responding to keyths statement. Keyths nose began to twitch as he leaned back in his seat. " Liar. Your phormones say differntly." " Damn Dog... Fine.... A whle back. When i had been doing my experimentations on Densuke. Crafting something known as the R-Cells. Trying to replicate my own Ryoji as a secrect weapon... Mr.Grimm sent Ralpheal to pay my alittle visit..." Colt looked outside as well closing his eyes as the shame and grief broke across his face the more the painful memory came into play. "...I didnt stand a chance against that guy. He stole the incomplete forumla of the R-cells. And implanted them into a young man... That young man is..." Keyth closed his eyes as he sighed. "...White tiger..." Colt nodded his head. " Yes..." He said looking at Densuke. " He's an exact copy of your father on a genetic code. Even surpassing you." As he said this. They'd both arrive to there destinaton stepping out of the car. " Remember the plan..." Colt said as he drove off. Keyth sighed eyeing the cop get up. "...We look like fucking strippers lets just get this over with..." Keyth said making his way to the front door after expecting his 9 mili.

ChairmenRyoji: (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GtFppSlnekY ) In the back of the car with Keyth, and colt in the drivers seat Densuke would simply sit there with his arms crossed. He was uncomfortable. These pants hugged his thighs and he didn’t understand how anyone could fight or maneuver in these shits. Listening to their conversation, he was still more upset that he had been manipulated against Keyth, let alone the fact Him and Keyth could’ve had a terrible run in with each other as enemies. He’d simply took in the bits and pieces of the conversation that made sense to him and that he could use as recon information for later, until Keyth pulled a bold move. And caught him in a lie, colt that is. “What are you hiding colt?” Densuke would raise an eyebrow and hear…quite the disturbing news. “R…R-Cells?” After hearing the explanation of what it was and having colt being able to look him in the eye as if he’d done nothing wrong. “…YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Densuke would wait for Keyth to get out of the car before kicking his car door right off of it’s hinges and sending it flying against the wall of the club, luckily not breaking through. Densuke would hop out of the car, and head to the front of it, using the Kussei to lighten the pressure of the car and lift it into the air, holding it by the base of the hood, with colt still in the drivers seat. “YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH! HOW DO YOU JUST PLAY WITH LIFE LIKE THAT! My FAMILYS life!” Colt would hold his expression through and through. “Densuke, please understand.” Densuke would shake the car violently in a rage. “Understand my ASS! You don’t do shit like that! I should FUCKING!..KILL YOU!” Densuke would lift the car all the way over his head, panting heavily. Colt would cross his arms. “You won’t kill me Densuke. We both know you won’t. The fact is. You need me right now. We need each other.”  Densuke held the car up and turned his head. “Tch..” Densuke would sit the car down on the ground, slamming it and turning his back to Colt walking towards the club. “…One day I’m going to deal with you Colt, in the worst and  most painful way possible…until then, I’m going to deal with this fucking imposter..” Densuke would clench his fist tightly, his arms shaking in anger. “And kill these phonies…Meet you in the inside Keyth.” Densuke would make his way around the building, in a hurried pace. He was angry to hell, and had a hard time trying to calm down. Once he was at the back door, he’d kick it open, knocking it off it’s hinges easily and alerting a few people in the back. Densuke would growl and yell. “Get the FUCK outta here while I’m still somewhat calm, or I’m going to MUTILATE the LOT OF YOU!” Densuke’s voice echoed, as some of the back room staff began to evacuate out of the back door. It was just the dress and prep rooms, and all that remained really were the contending fighters. “Aye, you got a problem homeboy?” Densuke’s eyes would dart from left to right, as he saw the upcoming fighters begin to approach him. “. . .I warned you all.”

Diversity: She was waiting for some excitement, and while not many were in the main room for the moment- all refilling their drinks and dancing while they waited for the changeover to occur- she noticed something stepping forward. A mountain of a man, with muscles that were so obvious he looked as if crafted out of stone instead of flesh. For a brief moment she hung on the image of him in curiosity, wondering if he would deliver some form of excitement or entertainment tonight. The doctor took a slow breath and turned to the only man up on the balcony alongside her. “What do you think of that contestant, and what is his name?” She inquired in a smooth soft alto. The man approached her from the corner wearing a pressed and pinstriped suit with a dark blue tie. Luther Baron (http://spinoff.comicbookresources.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Laurence-Fishburne.jpg ) was in his mid-forties, and he was also one of Michiko’s patients. She did personal dialysis on him because she was working on offering him something that most couldn’t- reversal from kidney failure without needing new kidneys. The cost? Baron was going in with her to fund the Basement Zion, and he served as her co-manager for their shared interests. His dark eyes peered out, the African-American man reaching up to brush the clean shaven cheeks of his down to his jaw. “White Tiger. He’ll be more interesting than the rest of the night’s performances. That’s why I saved him for the last appointed round before the amateurs are allowed to peddle fists.” He spoke in a low casual tone as he glanced over the shorter woman, Michiko being only about 5’6, with a raised brow. “Are you interested in what you see?” He had a slight hinting in his voice as she closed her eyes. “I am, but not like what you think. Sexual interest is beyond me, even /he/ has no impression on me that makes me think of him as anything but intriguing anatomy I’d like to do some tests on. With gloves of course.” Sanitary reasons. She turned away from him and looked to another as a second fighter was coming forth and preparing to go into the odd makeshift ring, as everyone else started to crowd around it and place bets again. The Brazilian was walking around the arena, swaying her hips and wagging them around like a second flag to gather attentions. Michiko shifted to sit on the edge of the balcony and rested her hands neatly in her lap as she turned her head up and stared down her glasses at the contestants. “Entertain me.” She whispered in hopeful promise to herself, studying them as Baron stood next to her to do the same.

DeliriousAres: ((http://youtu.be/3AyUtwVqbZ8)) White Tiger had been in the middle of the ring cracking his knuckles as his cold eyes locked onto the man he'd be fighting. ((http://thegamingliberty.com/wp-content/uploads/YBLACKPANTER.jpg))"Show me your strength." He said bowing to the other man. The other fighter shouted at the top of his lungs and sent a kick into White tigers head as he bowed. A loud CRUNCH! Could be heard as the man's leg bounced back after recoil. White Tiger stood to his height after the low blow was sent. " OW! WH-WHAT THE FUCK!?" The other fighter said holding onto his leg as it had been in antagonizing pain. " ...I see your warming up your strikes. Is it me turn?" Black panther said as he took a step back. A Master of Ninkodai...system of self defense built on ancient Japanese martial arts, Nindokai was developed by Dr. Gerhard Shonberger in Germany during the early 90’s. Similar to Bruce Lee’s Jeet Kun Do it eliminates all of the “showy” techniques and focuses only on that which is effective to surviving a fight. The man he had been fighting lunged forward with an uppercut only for Tiger to side step and back hand him causing his teeth and jaw to break to the right. 6 pairs of teeth flew from his mouth as the opponent hit the ground. White Tiger simply stood there watching as his opponent rose back to his feet shouting at the top of his lungs. Tiger lunged his right leg forward caving the man's adam apple down his throat. As he fell back, Tiger lunged forward slamming his knee into the man's stomac forcing him. Rolling behind him so he'd fall over his body. Only to chain the fall with a Hard DDT Slame to the head. A side ways DDT. Tiger rolled over him, going into some form of Sambo. He'd pull his arm in an Armbar and with little to no effort he pulled the man's whole right arm up from between his legs with a loud SNAP! His opponent shouted and pain. And Tiger dropped down on his throat with his right knee, twisting his body to the right with a hard CRUNCH! The crowd went wild and began to throw money all over the places. Tiger stood and put his right hand into the air as he walked from the center of the stage. Meanwhile, Keyth had watched Densuke rage for the first time. " Hahaha, and they say im scary." He said putting his hands behind his head as Densuke made his opposite way. Keyth would stop looking back at Colt. " Play with fire long enough... you get burned. Got it memorized? Bahahahah!" Keyth said doing the finger thing that Revolver ocelot did in MGS3 only to refernces a KH game before that. Keyth made his way through the inside of the club. All eyes turned to look at Keyth as he made his way inside. " ...." Keyth put his fake Badge into the air as he walked through the club. The headband on his head flowing in the wind as he made his way to the center of the club. " ALRIGHT.... NO WHICH ONE OF YOU PUNK PUSSY ANUS FUCKERS....IS WHITE TIGHER!?" The crowd would all lock there eyes on him. " IM WHITE TIGER..." kEYTH turned to see an attractive female getting her breast sucked by two dudes. " IM WHITE TIGER!" Said a man playing cards turning around showing his blade to Keyth. " Im White Tiger!" " Im White Tiger!, Im White Tiger!, Im White tiger! Im Tiger White!" Everyone who claimed to be him started to laugh as fighter amongst fighter began to rush into the center of the arena. ".... Like we'd tell a pig. You fucked up cop."((http://youtu.be/QVKZWfewrYU)) Keyth smirked undoing his shirt and pulling it off to show his scared and tattoo'd body. He removed all of his weapons and tightened the white wraps on his hands. "...So you think im some kinda pussy?! I'LL FUCK ALL OF YOU MOTHER FUCKERS UP!!!!!!" All of the fighters began to charge Keyth at once. A sick grin broke across his face. Body among body would fly into tables. Through the walls. Getting smashed into the ground. Choked slammed through the floor. Getting there faces stomped in. Keyths body twisted, flipped and turned as he blantetly beat the shit out of everyone he got his hands on. Launched a punch into a man's jaw his head would cock back, his jaw caving in from the power of the strike."A loud roar errupting from his lips as he sent the man airborune. ((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cDsAFvCd9tI)) Within seconds... 45 dead or knocked out fighters sat around Keyths body. And more came to fight. His breathing had pastned and a grin was breaking across his face as his eyes turned a bright red. Blood had coated his body from beating the shit outta everything he could. "..... Well... WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING FORRRRRRRRRRRR!???!" As he shouted the rest of the fighters would charge at him. White Tiger had been in the locker room for the fighters. Getting his prize money from his win."... 45 G'z. Like we agreed Leo." White Tiger snatched the money from the promoter. "... Good." And like that White Tiger had snapped the man's neck letting his body hit the ground. He didnt even bother to turn away... he smiled as he watched him die.

Diversity: She was waiting for the match to begin, and she wasn’t waiting for long. Hard music poured over the room, lots of electric guitar and bass drums, sharp and cutting and rapid to match the pace of the short-lived pace. It wasn’t much of a match to watch- shorter than all the rest of the night. But that was only because of the raw brutality and vicious gore brought about by the contender known as White Tiger. She looked back to Baron after it was over and she blinked with surprise etched lightly into her smooth and youthful Japanese features alongside wisdom where normally one would find naiveté or innocence. “That was…” She couldn’t continue because she heard a bit of a riot downstairs and looked down from the balcony as Baron stepped by her side. The tall and somewhat thick black man at her side put a broad hand on her bare shoulder to which she shrugged away without showing offense to the gesture as he smirked. She wasn’t like most women. They could be bought or seduced, but not Michiko. “Police.” He said and she glanced down to the one who was stepping into the caution tape arena. As he began to fight, she would reach over behind the balcony railing and pressed a button. An intercom overrode the music as her voice poured easily over the entire basement. “All contenders wishing to join this free-for-all finale, please step into the ring now. You have five seconds.” People rushed in until a new set of about twenty contenders surrounded him, all of which were fighters from earlier in the night. “Winner gets /fifty thousand/.” She reached over to a next button as she counted down. “Five… four… three… two…” She pushed the next button and activated the ring’s boundary. The caution tape wasn’t originally to keep people from going in the ring, it was to warn them about the electromagnetic boundary and being shocked or repelled by the force field if they tried to jump in once it was active. Sparks began to ride between the glass, arcing at each corner until they started to dart between one another until a flickering wall of blue appeared on each side, creating a four-sided arena that soon became veiled and almost clear, flickering at occasion. If anyone stepped into the boundary, they’d feel a sharp shock and be repelled back from the boundary itself. So no one could escape Keyth now that they were locked inside. She stood up and stared down at the catastrophe without worry of her establishment. Instead she was excited. Her heart was racing and her attention was fully locked on the man below as she squeezed her fingers around the wooden railing. “You’re locking a police officer in there?” Baron said in a bit of shock. “He’s no police officer. I /know/ who he is.” Michiko said quietly as she turned and began down the steps. She knew exactly who he was. Keyth Tasanagi, he was the opponent who put Kana in the hospital under her care. As she moved past the crowd she stood just outside of the boundary as the fight continued. She knew the man would demolish all the contenders faced against him. Now if only White Tiger hadn’t slipped away- she may finally have her worthwhile fight. But even if she didn’t, she’d definitely found herself staring at the perfect fighter as her glasses shrouded her eyes by reflecting the electromagnetic boundary around the ring. She was… exhilarated. Thoroughly, truly ecstatic. This was the feeling she built Basement Zion to find, though of course she hoped next time she could set up the boundary before the bricks and floors started getting busted.

DeliriousAres: ((http://youtu.be/8WL5IRrhl20)) Laughing at the top of his lungs. He'd brutally blast through them like butter. To the human eye, his body would attack someone. Disperse from thin air, and appear someone where else slashing his claws through someones face. He was an Animal through and Through. Landing in the middle of the 20 guys left he put his hands up in a boxing stance bouncing left to right as he smirked. They'd all dash towards him at once. A punch was launched into one guys jaw sending him flying into another man. Keyth was slugged in the face with a chair. Causing him to stagger back. The same guy rushed with a blade in his right hand. Keyth shook his head and with his attention elsewhere he had been impaled in his right rib. His eyes shot open and he grabbed the guys hair who stabbed him and smashed his head into the top of the man's skull. Forcing him to fall into the groudn with his head caved in. One fighter began to toss throwing knives over at Keyth. His enhanced hearing heard the tearing in the air as he leaned back dodging the blade aimed at his head with a rolling spin. As he spun he would have pulled the blade out of his side and tossed into the man with the throwing  knives. It'd land in his throat causing him to fall on his back. A Large fighter picked keyth up over his head and began to smash him down on his knee's with ease. " A-AGHHHHHH!!!!!" The Large Brute of a fighter would slam Keyths body into the ground by his head before he lifted him up. Holding Keyths face in the palm of his hand as he crushed his head with the inhuman strength. " AAGGHHH! DIE DIE DIEEEEE!!" Keyths hands reached out to the large mans arms feeling his skull trying to implude under the behomeths strength. ((http://static4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130517220036/dragonball/fr/images/3/38/Goku_vs._Broly.png)) " HAHAHAHA DIE!" Keyths eyes began to roll to the back of his head untill his eyes would glow a bright red under the man's grip. His teeth began to shapen as well. ((http://youtu.be/kYWcV2DIIHU)) The painful throbings in his chest only indicated that something was about to snap. With some hellish strength. His hand would slowly start to rise up and latch themselves around the beast of a mans arm. Keyths hands gripped the beasts arms which caused his laughing to cease. Using an inhuman strength Keyth applied pressure and forced the man's arm to snap like a twig forcing him to drop Keyth. The young fighter would land on his right knee with his hair hanging over his face. " AAAAAAAAH!" Keyth roared as he lunged forward tackling the beast of a man and beating him in his head relentsely. Bashing his fists into his head over and over again. Each punch raining down to strike the beast of a man in the head. Keyths eyes glowing a bright red as each punch began to cave the cavemans face in. The 7 foot man lay dead at Keyths feet as he stood at his full height. Blood leaked from the top of his head as he shouted at the top of his lungs, the shout soon turning into an Animalistic roar as he turned around to the last few. He lunged and they all attempted to run. The screams and shouts would echo out as Keyth began to destroy them all with ease. Each punch and slam causing a bone to break... another death. " He's in his blood lust." A man Would say standing next to Michiko. He'd be in all white, his bright white suit would almost give him an Angelic glow. ((http://yakuza-mob-roleplay.wikia.com/wiki/Agent_Kite)) " Dont Asscociate yourself with this one. Tasanagi's are nothing... but bad news." He said to the female as he turned his head down to eye her fully. His eyes locked down onto her own. As he tilted his shades down she'd see a bright glowing light emit from his eyes as he turned his back from her. " And God Casted down his most favorited agent of all... Down to the depths of hell for being Arragonat. Satan was the prince of earth... he was a Angel before he was the Devil. The Angel of death is amongst us. Because this is his Kingdom. And that there...." He said pointing to keyth with his back turned from her. " Is one of his favorte toys..." He'd turn his head around to eye the female with a sick grin on his face that looked morphed and demonic. If she blinked at any point after she'd see his horrid face.He'd be gone once her eyes opened. If she turned around to eye Keyth she'd see him surrounded by death and more carnage. Most knocked out though. His head was tilted up as he had been drowned in the liquid substance of his enemies.His eyes had been staring up at the ceiling as he clenched his teeth. His head finally dropped.((http://sixtofive1982.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/20100312_15a6a0c2fb7a94d1dd39acl4a8ztbstw.jpg)) His nose twitched as he turned his head eyeing the female who had been watching him from afar with a cold dead locked stare. It was dead silent. "...My bad."

ChairmenRyoji: (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jpkeAQG6kQw ) A thud was heard as yet another body hit the floor, unconscious and short of breath..with a bleeding facial cavity. Densuke would be holding one of the left over fighters in the air, up by his throat, his grip on the man’s asophigus. Densuke would look at him with emerald eyes, and grunt. “Nothing but dirt.” Densuke would whip his arm, throwing the man head first into the bathroom down the hall, casing his head to hit the toilent, and land in the water. Densuke would then turn and begin sniffing the air, walking over the K.O’d bodies of the fighters. Their carcasses filled the hallway, as Densuke would make his way down, following a scent and hearing two voices talking. Making his way into he locker room he’d see a man, standing over another body, except the body he was standing over was legit dead. Densuke would sniff the air, and let out a small growl. “You….You’re white tiger aren’t you.” White tiger would turn to Densuke, still in his fight gear. “Hm…you smell Like a Ryoji. You have the R-cell too?” Densuke would clench his fist, as he couldn’t stop himself from being loud. “NO YOU DUMBASS! I’m a genuine article. A purebread. You on the other hand are a carbon copy!” Densuke would spread his arms apart a bit and squat slightly, prepping to attack the man. “Fuck colt’s mission, I’m going to kill you and get rid of my family’s rouge gene. Some people don’t NEED that kind of POWER!” White tiger would smirk, and shrug with his arms out. “I’ll humor you purebread. Come at me, if you wish.” (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ondq9zKummI )”BOOM!” would be the noise made as the wall from the locker room exploded in a cloud of dust. A body could be seen flying from it at a break neck pace, and would you beilive it was densuke’s. Densuke would land on the ground, knocking people over as he skidded across the floor. He’d stop himself after taking a 20 feet distance, and stand himself up. White Tiger would walk from the newly made hole dusting himself off. “Peak human strength kid…works every time.” Densuke would draw his gun, which he rarely ever does, and begin shooting as many pistol rounds as he could. White tigers body started making after images, as he stayed in one spot and simply maneuvered between the bullets as if he’d been doing this for a while. “Peak human reflexes…” Suddenly tiger spun his body around, like a tornado and then vanished. Densuke would look around, switching between ever sense he had to see if he could track him. White tiger would then appear behind Densuke and whisper. “and peak human speed.” A punch would be sent into densuke’s jaw. White tiger was so accurate, he made sure to twist his fist, as the impact took place, nearly breaking densuke’s jaw form It’s hinge. Densuke was sent flying up towards the celing, only to hit it and be sent flying down into another table full of people. Instead of panicing, people merely cleared way and began watching, some even had the audacity to place bets. Densuke would stand up with a roar, breaking free of the tables and letting his chi burst. “FUCK YOU!” Densuke would kick off of his right heel and launch his body forward, in a horizontal cork screw. White tiger would glare and do the exact same motion only for the two to meet and clash in the middle, with forearms pressed to one another. Densuke would quickly act with a right side kick, which was grabed by tiger, and lead to a counter leg trip. However while Densuke was in the air tiger would grab him by his literaly face, and spin his body around, slamming Densuke back first onto the ground. “PAH!..keh!” Densuke would quickly counter, throwing his left leg around the back of tigers head, and his right leg over it, attempting to secure his head going for a triangle choke. However once he felt he’d had it he felt tigers fist dig into his gut, voiding all amounts of air out of his body, and causing his eyes to roll into the back of his head. Blood poured from densuke’s nostrals, as Tiger would then grip Densuke by the hair, pulling him into a suplex like motion, and preforming the move with a loud “KA THOOM” sending out a bit of a shock wave. Tiger would hold his grip on Densuke and prefrom this supplex 3 more times before tossing his body into the air, and with peak human dexterity, speed, agility, he’d run up a near by wall, moving at 60mph and rebound off of it, dashing towards Densuke. In an inhuman maneuver, he’d grab Densuke from behind and start to crock screw his body, diving Densuke downward in a pile driver (how it looked http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs31/f/2008/202/b/c/rock_lee__s_primary_lotus_by_ChronoSun9.gif )Densuke and tiger would both hit the ground, as densuke’s body stood straight up like an arrow, as he’d had one eye open, and now a bleeding crainium. White tiger would flip himself backwards, landing perfectly with nothing but finece. “Ah..now I know who you are. Your Tetsu’s Direct kid. No wonder you’re not dead.” Densuke would grunt and let his body fall, getting up from being on his knees. He’d had blood trickling down from his forehead and over his eye. “You look a lil hurt there. Can’t handle the penicle of what your dad was? You are his kin.” Densuke would growl and point at White Tiger. “FUCK YOU DIPSHIT!....This is just a flesh wound. A physical pain that means nothing compared to the sheer shame that’s been created and runs through your veins…” Densuke would rip off the police shirt, and wrap the shreds around his hands as bandages. “You should’ve killed me, now I’m perfectly aware of what styles you use, and your physical capabilities....” “And I am aware of your capabilities as well.” White tiger would place one hand behind his back and raise the other hand, in an open palm like position. “Which is why I’m going to beat you with one hand. Until I reshape that face of yours Ryoji.” Densuke would growl as his chi flushed engulfing his body. “I’MGONNAKILLYOOOOOU!!!” Densuke would dart forward, with a look of focus and anger in his eyes, as white tiger stood there in amusement. The people now watching both scenes of the battle i.e keyth’s brawl and Densuke’s own, though it appeared Keyth had already finished his scuffle.

Diversity: A man approached her, and Baron had tried to call out a warning about someone coming towards her. But for whatever reason… Baron’s words didn’t reach her. The room had grown eerily quiet to Michiko as she turned her head and looked away to see someone else. It almost made her heart stop, and his words toyed with her thoughts. Religious speech? Devil? Angels? She closed her eyes and a horrid thing came to mind, making her shiver as she felt a pain slide through her chest. She clutched her bare skin over the top hem of her chestnut long-sleeve as she opened her eyes and the guy was gone. A sweat had lightly broken out across her skin and she took a deep breath to steady herself. The woman tangled her gloved digits back into her hair and pushed it away from her face as she stared into the bloodied box of a ring to Keyth who was standing atop a pile of bodies and pieces and a pool of bright blood that lit the room up in contrast to the gray and black. “I forgive them.” She said softly. But her thoughts roamed to the man in white as her voice rang around softly in her head, solemn and solitary in all of her seriousness. /Angels and devils, to which I have seen both. Death is not what I fear, I see it everyday. Sometimes he is a kind man, and sometimes he is Keyth Tasanagi./ She chuckled at the internal reference as she began to hold her hand up in the air. Baron reached to the button in relief and shut down the boundary. The flicker and electrical popping sound died away, leaving only caution tape and conductive Plexiglass. Once the boundary was dead, what patrons were left were quiet because they saw The Specialist standing there and the smell of coppery warm blood wafting in with cigarette smoke, sweat, and alcohol. She took a deep breath and nodded to him. “Come with me to my office, I can help you.” She gestured to the door and waited to see if he would follow her. And if there was any possible persuasion the stranger to him could offer, she spoke again. “You’ve earned the top reward for the night, Keyth.” If he chose to follow her, she’d open the door to the office and wait for him to step in first. She had no idea that there was more going on elsewhere. Just as she was waiting, bodies flew through the back wall below the balcony and she ducked into the doorway, swinging on the door and falling back. She stumbled and kept one hand on the door handle as she pulled herself back up, peering out as her heart was racing. That was /awesome/, and she knew that while the damage to her establishment was painful to watch, she could fix it. She would go on and offer Luther Baron his magical medical fix and take up the money to perform more sturdy refurbishing to withstand fights like this one. With a breath she glanced to Keyth, then to White Tiger. /That one’s here!/ And not alone. Another man was here, ripping off a police shirt too. They had come together, and for White Tiger. Michiko put the pieces together real quick as she clutched the vial hanging around her neck- a concentrated special dose of her blood for a special use, and it was still intact. It only looked like a ruby pendant though to those who looked. She tied her hair back in a low ponytail to keep it out of her face as she glanced to Keyth and then to White Tiger. “Well then.” She brushed off her bare shoulder as others went screaming and rushing about. Her eyes lifted to connect seriously to Keyth’s, a long and rather perplexing gaze. She looked at him as if she saw something about him most did not. But then she looked at White Tiger and Densuke, feeling her muscles tense up- but Michiko did not run. She remained in place and only shut the door to her office to stand amidst the chaos, unafraid and too stubborn to take to safe grounds though Baron was hollering for her to return to the balcony.

DeliriousAres: Keyth eyed the woman with a solid stare before Densuke and White tiger came flying from anoteher part of the club. Keyth would have pushed her back with her right hand into the all, and if he had been successful she'd fall on her butt. " Stay back lady...." He said to her, and Without hesitation Keyth leaped over to Densukes side Shirtless as well. "... I can defeat you all with utter ease." Keyth kept his head low as he smirked. " Baka. You couldnt beat us all..." Keyth examined Densuke. The wounds didnt odd up... ' Is this guy really capable of doing this to roll bounce!!?' He thought to himself as he stared out at Tiger. " Lemme get a crack at the asshole!" Keyth said charging at him full speed with his arms pulled back. White Tiger continued to stand firm as Keyth charged. " Perdictable... stupid. Prutrid beast.." He said as Keyth began to lunge his fists out in attempts to knock the mans block off. But With ease he'd breeze through Keyths strikes. Swiftly making end's meat of him. " HAHAHAAH! THIS GUY GOT YOU ALL WORKED UP DENUSKE!? WHAT A LOUD OF BULL SH-GAWK!"((https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KowJb0s1TIE)) White Tiger had gripped Keyth by his throat after dodging each of Keyths punches. "...My...chi..." White Tigers green aura wrapped around his body as he began to devour Keyths chi. His eyes glowing a bright red for a moment. "...Mmm..Oni? Haha.. Onihoruda? Magnificant..." He said exmaning Keyth's face. His hands latched out to the man's arm. But his strength began to weaken by the second. " D-Densuke! I cant feel... I cant.... Feel my ch-..." Keyths eyes began to go back, rolling to the back of his head as his energy began to drain itself. "... Hahahah... He's worse than you..." He'd pull his arm back and with a fercious and demonic strength he'd send Keyths body into the ground with a powerful THUMMMMMMMMM!!! All of the windows would errupt as he was ended quickly. After the slam, White Pulled his body up in a hand stand and then pulled his body down ramming his knee into Keyths body with such a monstorus force with his new Oni chi he just devoured from Keyth. His knee rammed the inside of Keyths gut causing a projectile vomit of blood to rush from his lips as his eyes started to shake before his eyes hallowed out. " D-....Densuk-..." His arms dropped hitting the ground. As Tiger pulled back Keyth would have a large open wound in the middle of his gut. As a Pool of blood began to pour from his back. "...Pathateic."

ChairmenRyoji: (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CYWfxoqSpyg )Densuke would be panting. This guy knew more than just what he initially let own. Densuke had what looked like bullet wounds in his body, but were really just enhanced finger strength like strikes. Densuke could feel his blood leaking from his aching body, it was a feeling though not much experienced, he got more and more used to it each time it happened to him. “Keyth wait a minute! I haven’t fully gaged what this guy can do!” Densuke would yell at Keyth who’d boldy gon to attack the man. It appeared as if he was doing lright until Tiger revealed another side of himself. “Keyth! Dammit!” Densuke began to move forward, but was taken over by a blaring hole right in his knee cap, and fell to the ground momentarily. He’d look up and hear the loud noise made my him slamming keyth’s body into oblivion. Densuke watched in horror as he’d seen Keyth put down..keyth. Put down. It didn’t add up in densuke’s mind, as such he was frozen in shock. “N-not again…not again!” Densuke would murmur as he slammed his fist to the ground. Tiger would swat his hand to his side, flinging the blood from his arm. “Now Mr.Ryoji. Do not fret. You too will join him. I was told to wait until the tournament,but now is better than later, so they say.” (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jIzxNWjuGp0 ) “I can’t beat you.” Densuke would utter as he pulled his body up from the ground with a grunt. He’d wipe some of the blood from his forehead, and swipe it to the side. He’d look at tiger with his emerald eyes shining brighter than ever. “You’re about on the same physical level as my own father…the odds of me winning are slim to none. However.” Densuke would  spread his legs apart, shoulder width and fluxuate his chi, violently, his golden arua lighting the darkened room. “I have to try…cause I geet tired of seeing you FUCK TARDS HURT THE PEOPLE I CARE ABOUT!!” (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W-MY9rIltwU&list=PLEAD1AD744DC5C032 ) with a stomp to the ground, Tiger would smirk and appear above Densuke coming down with head-butt. Densuke would, act on instinct and flip his body backwards launching a reverse spring like kick at his oppoenent. Tiger would maneuver his own body in mid air, and spin off to the side of densuke’s counter, only to land on the ground, and launch a wave of chi at Densuke from his foot, similar to how a firebender from avatar would. Densuke would quickly spin himself upwards, taking a milde impact on his right arm, reciving a bit of burnt skin. Densuke would rush back in, with his right leg cocked back and throw a kick to the man’s gut, an attempted one anyway. Tiger would block it with his palm and blast Densuke point blank with a blast of heated chi energy. Densuke would take the full force of it, and be sent flying through every linear aligned table, until his back hit the wall and cracked the vast majority of it as his body went limp and slid down it. Tiger would fix his hair a bit and crack a sinister smile. “Like I said. No match whatsoever. This is what a Ryoji and a Tasangi boil down to…tsk tsk tsk.” Densuke would laugh a bit to himself.( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NKb_xsEN7U ) “He’s not dead ya know…that’s probably what’s holding me back is knowing his alive. Saddly for you, I’ve got my next move in my head.” Densuke would use the wall as leverage, and look at tiger, this time his eyes glowing a bright golden color. The Gallant Hadou Kussei had been awakened. Densuke’s body would be emitting a gold nova like energy, as aura leaked from his eyes. “A Kussei hm? Something that looks like I need to absorb as well it seems.” Tiger would squat down before Densuke would take a step forward. Only to then appear face to face with Tiger as they both smiled. The two of them exchanged hand to hand, for what seemed like hours to them, but in reality it was only minutes. “I figured he could keep up with my Kussei.!” Densuke would take a punch to the face, and be sent flying back, only to recoil land, and dash himself back directly at Tigers position, with his right arm drawn back. “Jin.” Densuke murmured, as he’d stop his momentum in front of tiger, only to leave an after image and change his direction. “Typical..” tiger uttered as he’d turn his body in a 360 attempting to roundhouse kick what he thought was Densuke, but was actually another afterimage. “. . .Now I’m pissed.” Tiger would speak as he’d look around and see multiple images of Densuke moving around him in a circle, an exaggerated version of his “Hawan” technique. The images were blurred and being filled in to simulate constant movement. Tiger would cross his arms in frustration. “ENOUGH OF THIS CHILDISH SHIT!” he’d out stretch his arms, and disperse of them only to see Densuke realy wasn’t here. “Tch? How could he hav-“ before he had time to finish the floor would begin to rumble of the entire establishment. Suddenly Densuke using his pressure manipulation would wrap his pressure aura around a 30 foot radius of Tiger’s standing position, lightening it, and in a superman like fashion blast from underneath eh ground carrying the large chunk of gravel, metal, and dirt. “EAT THIS!!!!” Densuke would slam Tigers body straight into the ceiling at 80mph, completely crushing the chunk of floor on his back. “So this is the internal manipulation of light Hadou..” Tiger uttered in pain, as Densuke was now on the ground with his hands together, and a large light beaming from the palms of them. “Take THIS YOU FAKE! Atsuroku noooooooo!” Densuke would wait until Tiger reached the low point of his fall from the ceiling. Densuke would slide his foot forward in order to put leverage into the attack, as much as he could muster with busted knee caps. “KEN!!!!” Densuke would thrust his palms forward and the air would make a “vomp” sound as all the pressure collapsed in on itself, and then expanded, sending a 50ft diameter blast of pressure into the gut of Tiger, ripping open various parts on his body, and completely leveling the opposing wall of the building, sending Tigers body flying through 4 other near by buildings, in and out until he’d landed in the fifth one. Densuke would pant his little heart out, as his body was soaked in sweat and blood. “I didn’t*pant* Get the *pant* Kill….tch ugh.” Densuke’s body would fall backwards, as he’d exerted himself a good bit, to fight a man of his stature and physical prowess. He was done for, if Tiger was still alive, this could be the end of him. He’d keep his fluttering eyes open as he awaited the result, trying not pass out. He’d lost about two pints of blood at this point…

Diversity: When pushed she stumbled back and landed on her rear just as he’d thought she would. She blinked for a moment like she had been thrown in front of a car, but the deer-in-headlights look quickly faded as she crawled back to her feet. By the time she found her balance back in tow, Keyth was being slammed into the ground. Fatal wound. She reached up and grasped her vial from her necklace, ripping the necklace from around her delicate throat as she watched the knee drop into his gut. She didn’t scream or gasp. He was done for. Dead. His heart would lose perfusion in the next sixty seconds, and without blood to carry oxygen to his body, and to his heart or brain, his heart would seize up, spasm, and stop. Flatline. The whole process would put him permanently dead in a matter of ninety seconds if he didn’t have help. Tiger was then distracted by another, and yet she had to waste twenty seconds waiting for him to get away from Keyth’s body. As soon as Tiger got distracted by Densuke, she rushed over to the fighter’s body and knelt right into the blood with a wet ‘plop!’. She turned the vial and twisted the cap, revealing a small needle on the and the dark stony part of the pendant was in fact to be pushed. She stabbed it into the side of his throat, right at the carotid, and pushed the blood right into his artery without any sense of gentleness. As soon as it was empty she put her hands on his shoulders and closed her eyes. She was counting down the seconds to imminent death in her mind, knowing this was her first attempt to do this on such a major, fatal, critical case. Her hands squeezed his shoulders and her deft digits trembled from the roughness of holding his skin as she focused on the nanites. She communicated with them ‘telepathically’, and in that vial there were about a million and some change alongside her universal blood-type blood. Injected into him was countless nanites that spread through his body in unbelievable quickness. With one harsh heartbeat, they were sent all over the place and yet resisted being pushed out of the body via her communication to them of the wound locations. They resisted being ejected and started to sink into his body. Into his muscles, his heart, his brain, his glands. Certain hormones and platelets were created and flushed through him, and almost instantly the bleeding stopped. He could’ve live with a hole in him, he needed organ transplants, but a slow regenerative process had already begun and she was concentrating on what was going on inside of his body like she were on a microscopic level digging around herself. “Hmm…” She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and opened them, glancing up to Baron. “Help me…” She said somewhat weakly. The focus on Keyth’s anatomy and his wounds made her own nanites decrease function, leaving her a bit weak and ill feeling. She stood up and took one of Keyth’s arms and Baron came quickly to help do the majority of lifting as she carried him into her office. She ripped a red silk curtain clean down from the rod and revealed a medical bed and set of broad drawers full of interesting things and top-payer tools. Once he was on the bed she started cutting away his clothes and then took a scalpel. She was going to make smaller wounds to fix the big ones, knowing the nanites could fix the smaller ones rapidly. In other words, she was about to begin grafting his organs back together. She took a second scalpel and felt a slight flush of painlessness rush through her, and if Keyth woke he’d feel it too as if he’d been hit with a strong anesthetic. She wasn’t just going use his own body to fix things either- or so it seemed. “Tend the other one Baron. Hurry, and bring him here.” She said, and Luther rushed out to do just that, looking for Densuke. “Sir!” He called out. The middle-aged man in his mid-forties turned and began towards him when he saw him and stopped knelt on a knee. “Can you hear me?” He wasn’t exactly fond of the idea of just grabbing a man who’d destroyed the establishment unless he had permission. Baron wasn’t quite as brave or reckless as Michiko was.

DeliriousAres: ((http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1_0kv0h4Sk)) Tigers body emerged from the rubble unphased. In both of his hands he had bright orbs of glowing Hadou. He clenched his fist as his body absorbed some of Densuke's chi. " Intresting.." He'd open the palm of his hands. Onihourda in the other, Koikonjitto in the other. Tiger smirked and as he did he'd look at a building on the right of him. Thomas Flint stood in a trench coat along side Hanz and Ralpheal. " They fell into your trap Mentor..." Thomas nodded his head. " Just... as perdictable as there fathers. " He would have said to Ralph and Hanz. " Dont get comfterble Flint. We still have you on hold. Dont think your one of us yet." Zantsy Thomas son stood next to him as well in similar clothing. Venetrix as well. " Shall will Kill them both now mother and father?" White tiger leaped onto the air carrier tehy both boarded. " No. Not yet..." He said pointing down at Densuke. " Untill we meet again. Ryoji... Or should i say. Brother." He said closing the air pods doors as they all began to take off into the air. Colt had been watching from afar with his arms crossed. "... I feel into there trap..." He said turning his head. Getting into his car and driving off. Keyth lay rested in her room. Usually his healing factors would work. But at this state he was in... with his chi so rapidly depleted he was no more less human than anyone else. He lay there, stiff as a log. Seeming to be in a comatosed state.

Diversity: Baron picked up the body of Densuke when he realized that he would not resist. He may’ve been unconscious but Luther Baron was not the medical one of the two. He scooped up Densuke and went back to the room. He was holding Densuke until he laid them over the bar countertop. Alas, what came next took time. Two hours passed as Michiko made simple skin grafts to bind up Keyth enough for transport. Wherever she cut off strips of skin from his body, they healed up in about two minutes. When he was ready to move, she had Baron take Densuke to the Tahoe first, and then they took Keyth. From there they took to District 1 before the sun would rise, and the early morning was spent getting things going. Michiko Akasawa blackmailed a doctor she worked with to come and offer her assistance with Densuke, claiming that someone had tried to sabotage the tournament by assaulting some of the top contenders. While Osamu worked on Densuke, Baron kept watch of things and Michiko put Keyth in the electro-chamber. It was a simple one because she couldn’t manage to build a big one yet- she’d never needed it until now. It was a simple bed but over it was a large series of metal crescents with a set of discharging rods hanging down. When turned on it arced electricity and then bolted down great amounts of voltage into his body, and into hers as well as she held her hand over his stomach during the process. This would go on in cycles for hours on end, causing the nanites in their bodies to excite and go into a supercharged overdrive, allowing him to begin regenerating over the next few hours to get back to a semi-normal state of being… By noon, she would be sleeping by Keyth’s hospital bed with one hand on his arm to assist with the last few discharges that were left in the machine above them. Osamu would be cooking lunch in the kitchen and watching Densuke, and Luther Baron would’ve retreated to his own home- having seen plenty enough excitement to sate him for a while.