Post by Leon Sudeki on Aug 24, 2015 22:41:10 GMT -5
Theme: Mystical
It was dusk. The sun had turned blood red as it began to shutter over the horizon. a bad omen declaring that shortly death would rise in the night and consume those unworthy of remaining in this mortal realm. Death, no that's wrong. It would not be death, but the birth of something. A God, a course of destruction unlike any other, vengeance would be laid bare for all to see. He told them he was coming, and they prepared, readying an army of near a hundred at one of the warehouses, it was up some road and parked outside this large building was cars, trucks, motorcycles. They had gunman at the doors, but the majority had bats, chains, pipes, knives. They weren't even worried, they had put not just this man, but his entire crew in their place so many times, not only that, but who was as large or as powerful as RIOT? it was laughable that some high school gang thought it could stand toe to toe. They were marked besides that, if not tonight their days were numbered, Lightning Gang, hell... five five two was already a thing of the past.
The God would come to a halt at the base of the hill, looking up the road at the massed army. His spiky hair flowing in the wind along with his clothes. His shin guards had been placed back upon his legs, his choker sparked a bit. His sapphire blue eyes stained red from the mix of sorrow and rage that had consumed him. He was about to bathe in the blood of all of these enemies, and baptize himself into this new form. he calmly began walking up the hill, finally being spotted a bullet hitting the ground near his feet as he walked up tot hem. His fists clenched, his teeth grinding together as he looked to the RIOT fools.
"Well, well. I thought you were at least going to school to be smart. Guess your suicidal, or even better... Your gay right? We killed your lover I bet. Well, you need to be taught a lesson either way, then we will string your body up outside the school. We'll send your head to the Hollows as a reward though."
The one talking would give the signal and the bulk of the people would charge. The sound of the thunderous roar of his enemies was but a child's giggle compared to the sound of Yun saying his name before they slit his throat on that phone call, They would all pay for this and Leon had something extra fucking special for the one that talked shit. He sounded like the one on the phone, didn't matter if it was the sane guy or not, he would take the rage.
"I AM RAIJIN! I welcome you to the end of your life. I promise."
Leon would charge head long throwing his torso back and spinning under a pipe swing to reach down, with his back turned as the guy ran by, grabbing two of the front lines by the dick and yanking with his back step, twisting both of them into each other, and feeling the flesh rip between his hands. Blood flowing now. He had sharpened his nails for this, extra special occasion. However as he turned around brass knuckles rapped across his cheek pushing him back, as a chain wrapped his neck and drug him forward, however Leon was wearing a choker. Reaching up and grabbing the chain he would pull with his upper body to drag the person on the other end into the way of the others, kicking a leg up and over the chain into the guy's face. making him drop the chain, Leon would continue the spin bringing his other leg over the now loose chain. Letting the tail trail in the air smacking two more, before the chain would unwrap from his neck.
A baseball bat catching Leon in the upper back made him stumble forward, the guy he took the chain from grabbing Leon and picking him up. Throwing him to the ground the blonde would kick and roll up onto his hands putting himself in a spin and kicking with his legs in an air split. Pushing off to standing once more, the Lightning leader would lash out with the chain grabbing the guy who dropped him around the neck, yanking with his right arm to drag him towards Leon. Leon would grab the chain's slack once the guy was in striking distance Leon would use his left forearm to smash into the guy's face, snapping his neck with the two opposing forces colliding.
Another swing was incoming from Leon's left aimed for his head, ducking, spinning and then throwing a right uppercut palm strike for the guy's mid section under the swing. Using the force of the spin and the motion of standing back up from the uppercut to fold the guy over Leon's clawed palm. Striking directly into the solar plexus, his sharp finger nails penetrating cloth and flesh as they not only slid between but also cut some muscle. Gripping and twisting harshly the abdominal wall would collapse which would keep the guy from being able to breath, he'd die shortly from that alone.
Throwing the guy into the crowed Leon would charge the hole and leap into it spinning in the air, trailing the chain like a beat down tornado of death, slapping many fools in his sailing jump, once he got close to the ground he would jut out all his limbs. the spinning force would slam those harsh limbs into four different faces the force dismantling the mandible of one of them., rupturing the ear drums of another. The last two had their cheek bones fracture, along with large gashes.
Leon would hit the ground on his side sliding to his back he would spin the chain around into people's shin's trying to back them up so he could stand. Which worked, one fool even fell from the pain of being hit in the shin. Leon would whip the chain around into his face on the ground, the force cutting his face, knocking out some teeth and rupturing his eye. Someone to Leon's right didn't like that and a knife came zipping in a thrust for his chest. Leon would grip the slack of the chain with an opposing hand, side stepping and catching the arm in a loop of the chain. turning once more and snapping the arm over his shoulder the guy would punch Leon in the side as someone charged him from the left. Leon would hip toss the guy trapped in the chain by his now broken arm using him as a meat flail.
The feet of the guy would rap the charger on the top of the head, Leon would step in his foot stomping down on the face of the guy he just hip tossed snapping his neck and crushing his skull, spinning on the same foot he would kick the guy who had charged him into more fellow goons. A similar kick hitting Leon in the side as he would stumble a bit on the body under him, the guy would keep on the offensive and kick again. Leon would catch the kick this time, the guy used the grab to launch himself into the air, into a backflip, over rotating into a drop kick, which threw Leon into some goons who fell from the force as well. Leon would throw elbow strikes, for a nose of one he fell on, keeping the other at bay with palm strikes to the shoulder and elbow of the other, getting up and away the guy came in with a spinning kick which Leon was able to duck under.
The crowed backed off a bit, this guy was a bit taller than Leon and held himself like a true bruiser. He egged Leon on to attack with a wave. Leon shook his head and copied him. The guy shrugged and attacked coming in with a front stomp kick which Leon caught, the guy went into the backflip. Leon ducked and stepped in putting the guy's shins onto his shoulder, dropping the guy down on his head and driving him into the ground making sure the guy was now the same height as him with his head all twisted and distorted on the ground. Holding the legs he would look to the others. They were now scared to advance, which is what Leon wanted, kicking the body up, still grasping the legs he would spin and throw the body at a row of guys turning towards the others, and charging the opposing side, he would slide in making the first guy try to back up, but he couldn't. Leon's hands going to the ground as he slid on his left side.
Leon would plant his left foot and push with all three limbs so his right foot would go up into the guy's stomach pushing him into the air. Leon would pull the right leg down as he pushed himself into the air with all four limbs spinning at such a speed he would bring his right leg and fist around sending the guy hurling back to the ground and his friends, crushing two more besides him. Leon landing in the mess of fallen foes. A guy coming in with an uppercut, driving Leon to the air this time, however the guy was too slow, Leon saw it coming and jumped with the punch, bringing his legs up to enter an over rotating back flip trailing his right foot to catch the guy in the chin, who was able to stap back enough it only clipped him, however Leon fell to the butt kicking out with his feet into the guy's knee's breaking them both backwards.
A pipe would catch Leon in the face, causing blood to sputter from his mouth and the new gash across his face. The Lightning Strike's head was forced back harshly, that hurt. About that time they would jump him, pipes, bats, chains, and then the knife came. Leon kicked out for some shins, when he found it opened a space, he grabbed the legs of two other assailants a left and a right leg, tucking in and kicking up into the chins of the two he had he would fall onto their limp forms. Pushing himself to standing he could see the pipe coming in for a second swing, reaching out and catching it, Leon would swing his chain around catching the guy across the face, kicking him in the junk would force him to the ground, now holding the pipe he would swat away a bat strike, as the chain spun around his fist stepping in the chain fist would not meet sensitive throat.
They were dropping like flies, but Leon was getting tired, he was still wearing his weights and he hadn't even taken out half of them. So far he counted nineteen incapacitated or dead enemies. swatting the fore arm of another knife wielder as a strike came in with the pipe, the guy yelped and back stepped to avoid a throat punch, however Leon used the same pipe swing to cross over and catch the guy in the ear. Turning his head, Leon would step in, wrapping the pipe around his neck and grab the opposing end, chocking him as he put pressure on the grip. Using his body as a shield from the others for a moment. He needed the time to kick off his shin guards, using the guy's struggling kicks to unlatch them.
Now free of his restrictions he would spin the guy's legs going up into another fool trying to come up from behind, Leon would turn back around snap the guy's neck with the pipe while charging the crowed. Letting go of one end of the pipe and swinging it across another face he would step to the right side of the now falling body, moving so much faster than the scrubs he had enough time to grab one by the face twist and slam his body into the ground, back of the head first, turning even still from his kneeling position jutting the pipe into the gut of another, standing with an elbow strike into the guy's chin throwing him into the air.
All this before the body of the first guy hit the ground. Now facing the guy who tried to sneak attack him who was fast enough to swing a knife across Leon's chest. Not deep enough for damage that would sap his muscle strength, but he would be bleeding more now. Leon's retaliation was to grab the next thrusting attack by the wrist, bend the hand down and push catching the guy by the elbow and driving the knife into his neck, the look of surprise, horror, and pain was delightful to Leon as the blood exploded from the guy's mouth. Leon would rip the knife from the guy's neck turning and throwing it into the first person he saw, right between the eye's. Enough force to penetrate cranium density. However the guy didn't seem to realize he was dead as he kept charging, so Leon rushed forward, reaching out with his left arm in a wide arc to deflect the baseball bat swing, Leon would drive his chained fist into the knife, shoving it through the skull and out the other side. Pulling the arm he deflected to move the body out of the way Leon would kick the falling knife up into the neck of the next girl behind him. She screamed for a second before it turned to gurgles.
A gun shot rang out. Leon turned to see a guy holding a pistol. looking down he saw blood coming from a hole in his abdomen, lower right side. A punch catching him across the face, Leon would go through the motions with this one, and grab the out stretched arm twisting it to behind the guy and putting him in the path of the next two shots. Leon's rush towards the gunman halted by a tackle lifting him into the air and slamming him against the bed of a truck. Leon would begin raining strikes into the tacklers back as the tackler began punching the gunshot wound. Leon cringed, and looked up to see the gunman lining up a shot again.
Leon would bend down wrapping his arms under the guy's stomach, grabbing the belt line of his pants and lifting the guy into the next two gunshots. the rounds going into the body changing the direction enough they wouldn't hit Leon on the exit wound. Dropping the body he would turn and jump into the bed as another two shots rang against the truck. Leon looked around and found a shovel. good enough, he heard the foot steps and swung the shovel over the edge, catching the gunman in the middle of the head with the edge of the spade. Slicing it in two. More gunshots going off as the man fell to the ground.
grabbing the the side of the truck bed he would pull himself part of the way up as he was grabbed by a rather large bearded guy by the shoulders, lifted into the air and slammed into the hood of another vehicle, Leon gasped at the pain, leaving a trail of blood on the vehicle as he was dragged off and thrown against another vehicle. The big bruise lined up and shoulder charged into Leon, the windows shattering, the tires squealing in their locked positions as the car was tilted into the air. As it came back down Leon was grabbed by the face, a crushing grip pulling him from the indentation of the car his body made, dropping him into the air as he was punched and went sailing into a row of bikes. Shit falling out of saddle bags and sparks flying from the now trashed vehicles. Leon put his hands on the ground to get up when he felt his left hand on something. A lighter? Yep, it was even embroidered with RIOT bullshit. Leon stood up and kicked the gas cap off one of the bikes, back peddling as the bulky guy charged once more. Leon was limping however as he struck the flint of the lighter, he would puff up his chest, and rise to his tip toe's, causing the guy to tuck his shoulder.
Leon would duck low and take the legs , the guy would sail over, and Leon's right chained hand would grab the guy by the beard and drag him through the gasoline, lighting him on fire with the lighter. The guy rolled and screamed trying to pat out and rub the flames to going out only spreading it. Leon took off limping as quickly as he could as the fire spread into the bike's. It was too late for the other RIOT fools to get away as a bike finally exploded in fire and gasoline, spreading it over a few more. It would daisy chain through the parking lot, and Leon would smirk. Surely the rest fell prey to their own mass...
the fire and explosion's killed four and injured two others enough to be out of the fight.
"You're kidding me."
The blonde sighed heavy, pain ran through his stomach and chest. it wasn't even half of their forces yet. Leon unwrapped the chain from his hand and gripped the end. Looking at them reforming and taking this a bit more seriously. Leon was hurt, but now he wasn't being under estimated.
~For Yun...~
Leon would limp forth whipping the chain out smashing one in the face, slinging it back and around in a downward slash that wrapped about a bat as it was yanked from his hand. A low swing caused Leon to scoot back and bend forward, which got him a swift kick in the chin, stumbling back he would curl his hands in as if holding cups making hooks with his index fingers he would stumble into a dodge, kicking one in the stomach and then spinning over his bent over form to kick another guy in the face. Following the spin through going to a knee a hooked finger and thumb would find the throat of the bent over guy and rip, causing the guy to spin around spouting blood from his mouth.
Slapping a kick back down to help push him up he would swing a wild and powerful drunken boxing punch for the guy, who was still slightly rocked from the kick earlier, so Leon was fast enough to punch and grab the guy's ear at the same time pulling and yanking after the punch to throw him to the side and rip his ear off. his body acting as a shield from the others, as he took another punch to the face, dropping low throwing like three punches to the guys stomach in quick succession, then standing into a headbutt for the guy's bent over face, crushing the cartilage in his nose back into his brain.
Leaning back and throwing his hands in their respective directions catching two more faces as he fell to the ground, curling up like a turtle on his back he would kick, block, and swat away attacks as he used their energy to spin himself and retaliate with attacks to the legs, which caused mostly people to back off. Noticing this wasn't beating anyone Leon would twist to his hands and kick out with his feet, donkey kicking two people before landing on his feet and throwing a backhanded fist into a chin, with a follow up uppercut punch, bringing the two down for the fight. Leon would cartwheel away grabbing a bat in each hand as he came up, deflecting a kick by hitting it with a bat then smashing the guy in the face. it would go on like this for a second, deflect punch, face smash, deflect kick, another face smash. then came a guy who deflected the face smash and Leon smashed him in the nuts. However Leon was caught by a chain in his gunshot wound. Which made him drop one of the bats. He kicked it however and it would hurl into the guys face knocking him down. Leon would clash with another for a second backing up and losing ground.
The only way was to throw the bat at the guy, step in, palm strike the shoulder, elbow strike the knee, elbow strike to the thigh, double palm strike to the abdomen, then palm strike to the face. Down goes bad guy. One of them... Out of one hundred. The blonde with red stains in his hair would turn deflect a punch, gripping the sleeve, yanking, and striking with a free hand at the same time for the face, as well as a quick low kick for the knee, throwing the guy to the side, Leon would catch a foot in his face, throwing him back into a small pile of bodies. Rolling in time for a strike to hit with an explosive outcome. No literally the spot exploded rubble and fire. Leon pushed to his feet, his right arm now causing his abdomen pain with it's motion. the guy struck out again seemed he didn't even need to make contact with his fists for the explosions to work, as proven by the net three punch combo. Leon deflecting and back peddling each, cringing at the pain from moving his right arm. He turned so his left side was facing the guy. Leon egged him on with a wave like the other guy.
"Come on!"
The guy grinned at the injured and practically destroyed LG leader. He gave Leon the go ahead. Leon didn't have any fancy tricks left, so this was going to have to be a beat down. Leon charged and side stepped to his left throwing a left heel kick, the guy ducked, Leon followed through hopping off that support leg to throw a push kick for his face which connected. The guy however spun lowering the damage into a spinning hook punch which would explode against his body hurling him into a street light, which would bend about his form and slam into the ground. The guy came flying in spinning around throwing a quick punch to try and crush Leon with an explosion. Leon rolled to his feet, but the guy was on him, throwing punch after punch. Leon's head would dip and sway trying to keep away. A straight kick to the knee cap would bring the guy down, but he punched still. Leon caught the wrist, turned and broke the arm at the elbow with a palm strike, but the guy punched Leon in the arm with an explosion. His let arm now hanging limp at his side and burnt. The guy limped to a stand and Leon assaulted with a head but to his face. The guy's teeth and chunked bone cutting Leon's forehead.
The enemy was more than cautious and had been backing away. Leon alone had defeated over half the amassed forces. But seeing him in this new state gave them a rigor to their actions, like he was no longer a challenge. Leon began laughing as they approached, which halted them. Leon looked directly at one man holding a knife in front of him. His sapphire hues looking through blood, sweat, and hair. His red teeth showing through his smile as he stopped laughing.
"What's everyone waiting for. Don't keep me waiting, You all die today."
The guy Leon was staring at turned and Leon knew he had to move. He was in such pain, like a fire within his body was devouring him. But he had to force it, he lurched forth, grabbing the back of his head with his free hand and driving it directly into the next person. Leon would redraw the head feeling the muscles moving in his body still and would slam his face into another throwing him this time to push them over, Leon would turn into a dodge raising a knee under the attack, and swinging a punch as he dropped the knee back to the ground. His right arm flopping and causing a pulse of pain.
This caused the blonde to flinch and that was a mistake as he was struck in the back with a pipe, causing him to stumble forward a bit. Catching a double punch attack from two hoping to get an advantage on the stumble, Leon turned and stepped diagonally with the stumble to avoid both punches swinging his left arm over them like a sword into both necks, they would drop and Leon would stomp on their heads as he charged another, that he snap kicked in the knee, dropping them on it. They would swing a knife at Leon cutting his left arm as he swung the hook into the guys face.
Leon was pretty sure at this point he was going to run out of blood before he could finish this off. Another guy struck Leon in the stomach with a kick, Leon bent forward coughing and throwing his clawed left hand out gripping inside the guy's mouth at his mandible before dislocating it and yanking ripping flesh as the guy fell. Turning and uppercutting a guys chest gripping his ribs with his fingers and breaking them with his thumb when he felt a sharp burning pain in his right leg. The guy plunged a knife into it, probably having missed the initial target. Leon was hit hard from the left throwing him to the ground, slamming into the ground rocked his insides in such a way, it was like he was motion sick. He rolled to a knee, pulled the knife from his leg and sliced a stomach as he rolled to the right. Stabbing a foot and the guy dropped, Leon drove the knife into the throat. A boot caught Leon in the face and he fell back. That was a strong kick. His eye's teared up clearing blood from his cheeks, but blurring his vision.
Leon brushed the tears from his face on his back, looking up in time to see a big blob of dark colors heading for his face. He'd roll away, then towards it, tripping the mass, where Leon would stab and cut randomly and violently. Feeling a strong impact on his hand he dropped the knife, the body under him went limp and Leon knew he was finished. He had to get up. He had more to go. He wanted revenge, there wasn't enough blood, enough pain. There wasn't enough to cover up these feelings, cover up this loss, this hole. He couldn't fill it with enough blood. He needed more blood.
Leon lashed out with as much of his strength remaining as he could. Ripping throats, hitting soft spots, and breaking bones where they are fragile. Felling three more. However one of the door men had moved, was looking right at Leon and opened fire. Leon was ready for him, ducking behind some bodies, but he had been hit in his right shoulder. He checked the bodies, but all he found was a rock...
~Fuck me.~
The guy shot a few more times, Leon rolled away and hurled the rock in his rolling, pushing up he;d stumble a bit to get going and charge behind the rock, which hit that sonova bitch in the eye! He leaned back firing wildly into the air and Leon would launch at him, bringing his knee's up, one into the shoulder holding the gun, the other into his chin. dropping the guy as he bit down on his own teeth, breaking a few of them. Landing Leon would roll off his chest grabbing the gun and shooting three of the attackers. The gun clicked and went empty, so he threw that sonova bitch too. This time it was just an irritation as it was swatted away.
They came over to Leon laying on his back, and they kicked him a few times. Leon didn't have much left in him. They grabbed his broken arm and drug him towards the warehouse as he screamed in pain, finally falling to it, the pain, riddled him with unimaginable pressure. Reaching the door the guy would look at him.
"Heh. Not bad, but in the end, you will end just like the others. Call the Hollows, we have another show to put on."
That settled in, Leon grabbed the doorway with his feet, the guy wasn't expecting the resistance while dragging him and leaned back, Leon let go of the door way and kick the talking guy in the knee, breaking it backwards, reaching up with his good arm and jamming his thumb into the back of the left thigh of the one dragging him, digging in to hook a muscle. Ripping it out the guy would fall, Leon would roll back as he was let go, wrap his left knee around the guy's neck and stomp on the back of his head with the right, snapping his neck and rupturing the esophagus. Leon would roll up grabbing the guy who had given the orders, by the hair and bend his head back, looking at the remaining soldiers, lifting him to standing on one leg.
"Raijin's..."
Leon would take a deep breath as he squeezed the hair, the pained leader would let out a gasp and open his mouth wide.
"ROAR!"
Leon would blast the entirety of his lightning into the mouth and head of the leader, until it blasted his head in two and Leon was destroying the top portion of a head. The blast would shoot into the forces as well, knocking ten enemies down stunned and being electrocuted. Leon Kept hold fo the top half of the leader's head and approached the remaining troops who backed away... Into the warehouse. Leon would shoot the door behind him, and burst forth smashing the skull of the head he held into the first person he came across, they would scream and try to run, the fear taking away any retaliation they would of had as Leon ripped into the remaining foes. Felling two with the head alone.
One went for the door so Leon hurled the head like a frisbee smacking the guy in the back of his head and his face went into the doorknob. One guy was going for a window, Leon kicked a crate and knocked the whole pile down, pounced and ripped his throat out. A female screamed and was frozen in fear, Leon pounced gripping her by the face, and drug her along as he ran after another who was scrambling for the gun of one of the doormen who Leon killed earlier in the doorway. He was able to find a sharp two by four and raised it as Leon leapt at him in the air. The guy cringed closing his eyes but he felt the impact of a body, and the warm ooze of blood. Opening his eyes he would see the girl impaled on the spike.
"Tough luck... Killed your comrade."
The guy gasped in time for Leon to jam his index finger into his eye, and into his brain. Leon felt an impact in his back as soon as he stood up. Turning around he saw the fear in the eye's of the remaining few who stood together. Five by Leon's count, he couldn't even feel the pain anymore. Turning and ripping the spike through the girl he would turn towards the five who were backing up. Leon would step in swinging wide, two ducking, the end catching the third and shattering into splinters at the end, falling into the next two. Leon would hurl it into the furthest two his right impaling them. The last three charging Leon. They went, high, low, and a tail. Leon would stomp forward crushing the leg of the low attacker, the stomp turning him so his left faced the attack, raising the left arm to block the ariel attack gripping the pant leg and yanking to the ground, onto the blunt end of the spike, which was jutting out of one of the comrades. The blunt end would cause the guy's head to snap oddly as he fell to the ground and Leon would step forward again onto the neck of the guy on the ground.
The tail however had gone into a spin and kicked Leon to the ground, where he slid until he was leaning against a box. His back felt wet and it was sharp. He reached back to push himself to a seated position. A metal sound hit the ground next to him as the bloody knife fell to the ground. Leon looked up and saw the guy charging with tears in his eyes. He was carrying another bat, with nails jutting out. He intended to beat Leon to death and Leon knew this. Looking back to the knife and grabbing it, Leon leaned against the crate and waited. He couldn't hear anything, he barely even felt sensations... In fact he felt cold. Everything was moving so slow. The knife was so heavy, maybe he'd just lay here. Maybe this was good enough.
"Leon... I can't go forward with you anymore. Keep our bonds going... Take care of my little brother... Don't let it end here."
Leon heard him... Yun, his final words. What he wanted to say before his throat was cut. Leon's grip tightened, his eyes watery and his body weak. Leon pushed up and stepped forth with a mighty roar, under the swing into a spin, a quick slash and Leon skid to a stop. The guy falling to the ground, gurgling. Leon stood, still, quiet. He took a deep breath and dropped the knife. Hitting speed dial on the emergency line to the rest of LG. He heard someone answer as he fell to the ground. He tried to speak to the phone, but no words came out. He lost consciousness shortly after.
It was dusk. The sun had turned blood red as it began to shutter over the horizon. a bad omen declaring that shortly death would rise in the night and consume those unworthy of remaining in this mortal realm. Death, no that's wrong. It would not be death, but the birth of something. A God, a course of destruction unlike any other, vengeance would be laid bare for all to see. He told them he was coming, and they prepared, readying an army of near a hundred at one of the warehouses, it was up some road and parked outside this large building was cars, trucks, motorcycles. They had gunman at the doors, but the majority had bats, chains, pipes, knives. They weren't even worried, they had put not just this man, but his entire crew in their place so many times, not only that, but who was as large or as powerful as RIOT? it was laughable that some high school gang thought it could stand toe to toe. They were marked besides that, if not tonight their days were numbered, Lightning Gang, hell... five five two was already a thing of the past.
The God would come to a halt at the base of the hill, looking up the road at the massed army. His spiky hair flowing in the wind along with his clothes. His shin guards had been placed back upon his legs, his choker sparked a bit. His sapphire blue eyes stained red from the mix of sorrow and rage that had consumed him. He was about to bathe in the blood of all of these enemies, and baptize himself into this new form. he calmly began walking up the hill, finally being spotted a bullet hitting the ground near his feet as he walked up tot hem. His fists clenched, his teeth grinding together as he looked to the RIOT fools.
"Well, well. I thought you were at least going to school to be smart. Guess your suicidal, or even better... Your gay right? We killed your lover I bet. Well, you need to be taught a lesson either way, then we will string your body up outside the school. We'll send your head to the Hollows as a reward though."
The one talking would give the signal and the bulk of the people would charge. The sound of the thunderous roar of his enemies was but a child's giggle compared to the sound of Yun saying his name before they slit his throat on that phone call, They would all pay for this and Leon had something extra fucking special for the one that talked shit. He sounded like the one on the phone, didn't matter if it was the sane guy or not, he would take the rage.
"I AM RAIJIN! I welcome you to the end of your life. I promise."
Leon would charge head long throwing his torso back and spinning under a pipe swing to reach down, with his back turned as the guy ran by, grabbing two of the front lines by the dick and yanking with his back step, twisting both of them into each other, and feeling the flesh rip between his hands. Blood flowing now. He had sharpened his nails for this, extra special occasion. However as he turned around brass knuckles rapped across his cheek pushing him back, as a chain wrapped his neck and drug him forward, however Leon was wearing a choker. Reaching up and grabbing the chain he would pull with his upper body to drag the person on the other end into the way of the others, kicking a leg up and over the chain into the guy's face. making him drop the chain, Leon would continue the spin bringing his other leg over the now loose chain. Letting the tail trail in the air smacking two more, before the chain would unwrap from his neck.
A baseball bat catching Leon in the upper back made him stumble forward, the guy he took the chain from grabbing Leon and picking him up. Throwing him to the ground the blonde would kick and roll up onto his hands putting himself in a spin and kicking with his legs in an air split. Pushing off to standing once more, the Lightning leader would lash out with the chain grabbing the guy who dropped him around the neck, yanking with his right arm to drag him towards Leon. Leon would grab the chain's slack once the guy was in striking distance Leon would use his left forearm to smash into the guy's face, snapping his neck with the two opposing forces colliding.
Another swing was incoming from Leon's left aimed for his head, ducking, spinning and then throwing a right uppercut palm strike for the guy's mid section under the swing. Using the force of the spin and the motion of standing back up from the uppercut to fold the guy over Leon's clawed palm. Striking directly into the solar plexus, his sharp finger nails penetrating cloth and flesh as they not only slid between but also cut some muscle. Gripping and twisting harshly the abdominal wall would collapse which would keep the guy from being able to breath, he'd die shortly from that alone.
Throwing the guy into the crowed Leon would charge the hole and leap into it spinning in the air, trailing the chain like a beat down tornado of death, slapping many fools in his sailing jump, once he got close to the ground he would jut out all his limbs. the spinning force would slam those harsh limbs into four different faces the force dismantling the mandible of one of them., rupturing the ear drums of another. The last two had their cheek bones fracture, along with large gashes.
Leon would hit the ground on his side sliding to his back he would spin the chain around into people's shin's trying to back them up so he could stand. Which worked, one fool even fell from the pain of being hit in the shin. Leon would whip the chain around into his face on the ground, the force cutting his face, knocking out some teeth and rupturing his eye. Someone to Leon's right didn't like that and a knife came zipping in a thrust for his chest. Leon would grip the slack of the chain with an opposing hand, side stepping and catching the arm in a loop of the chain. turning once more and snapping the arm over his shoulder the guy would punch Leon in the side as someone charged him from the left. Leon would hip toss the guy trapped in the chain by his now broken arm using him as a meat flail.
The feet of the guy would rap the charger on the top of the head, Leon would step in his foot stomping down on the face of the guy he just hip tossed snapping his neck and crushing his skull, spinning on the same foot he would kick the guy who had charged him into more fellow goons. A similar kick hitting Leon in the side as he would stumble a bit on the body under him, the guy would keep on the offensive and kick again. Leon would catch the kick this time, the guy used the grab to launch himself into the air, into a backflip, over rotating into a drop kick, which threw Leon into some goons who fell from the force as well. Leon would throw elbow strikes, for a nose of one he fell on, keeping the other at bay with palm strikes to the shoulder and elbow of the other, getting up and away the guy came in with a spinning kick which Leon was able to duck under.
The crowed backed off a bit, this guy was a bit taller than Leon and held himself like a true bruiser. He egged Leon on to attack with a wave. Leon shook his head and copied him. The guy shrugged and attacked coming in with a front stomp kick which Leon caught, the guy went into the backflip. Leon ducked and stepped in putting the guy's shins onto his shoulder, dropping the guy down on his head and driving him into the ground making sure the guy was now the same height as him with his head all twisted and distorted on the ground. Holding the legs he would look to the others. They were now scared to advance, which is what Leon wanted, kicking the body up, still grasping the legs he would spin and throw the body at a row of guys turning towards the others, and charging the opposing side, he would slide in making the first guy try to back up, but he couldn't. Leon's hands going to the ground as he slid on his left side.
Leon would plant his left foot and push with all three limbs so his right foot would go up into the guy's stomach pushing him into the air. Leon would pull the right leg down as he pushed himself into the air with all four limbs spinning at such a speed he would bring his right leg and fist around sending the guy hurling back to the ground and his friends, crushing two more besides him. Leon landing in the mess of fallen foes. A guy coming in with an uppercut, driving Leon to the air this time, however the guy was too slow, Leon saw it coming and jumped with the punch, bringing his legs up to enter an over rotating back flip trailing his right foot to catch the guy in the chin, who was able to stap back enough it only clipped him, however Leon fell to the butt kicking out with his feet into the guy's knee's breaking them both backwards.
A pipe would catch Leon in the face, causing blood to sputter from his mouth and the new gash across his face. The Lightning Strike's head was forced back harshly, that hurt. About that time they would jump him, pipes, bats, chains, and then the knife came. Leon kicked out for some shins, when he found it opened a space, he grabbed the legs of two other assailants a left and a right leg, tucking in and kicking up into the chins of the two he had he would fall onto their limp forms. Pushing himself to standing he could see the pipe coming in for a second swing, reaching out and catching it, Leon would swing his chain around catching the guy across the face, kicking him in the junk would force him to the ground, now holding the pipe he would swat away a bat strike, as the chain spun around his fist stepping in the chain fist would not meet sensitive throat.
They were dropping like flies, but Leon was getting tired, he was still wearing his weights and he hadn't even taken out half of them. So far he counted nineteen incapacitated or dead enemies. swatting the fore arm of another knife wielder as a strike came in with the pipe, the guy yelped and back stepped to avoid a throat punch, however Leon used the same pipe swing to cross over and catch the guy in the ear. Turning his head, Leon would step in, wrapping the pipe around his neck and grab the opposing end, chocking him as he put pressure on the grip. Using his body as a shield from the others for a moment. He needed the time to kick off his shin guards, using the guy's struggling kicks to unlatch them.
Now free of his restrictions he would spin the guy's legs going up into another fool trying to come up from behind, Leon would turn back around snap the guy's neck with the pipe while charging the crowed. Letting go of one end of the pipe and swinging it across another face he would step to the right side of the now falling body, moving so much faster than the scrubs he had enough time to grab one by the face twist and slam his body into the ground, back of the head first, turning even still from his kneeling position jutting the pipe into the gut of another, standing with an elbow strike into the guy's chin throwing him into the air.
All this before the body of the first guy hit the ground. Now facing the guy who tried to sneak attack him who was fast enough to swing a knife across Leon's chest. Not deep enough for damage that would sap his muscle strength, but he would be bleeding more now. Leon's retaliation was to grab the next thrusting attack by the wrist, bend the hand down and push catching the guy by the elbow and driving the knife into his neck, the look of surprise, horror, and pain was delightful to Leon as the blood exploded from the guy's mouth. Leon would rip the knife from the guy's neck turning and throwing it into the first person he saw, right between the eye's. Enough force to penetrate cranium density. However the guy didn't seem to realize he was dead as he kept charging, so Leon rushed forward, reaching out with his left arm in a wide arc to deflect the baseball bat swing, Leon would drive his chained fist into the knife, shoving it through the skull and out the other side. Pulling the arm he deflected to move the body out of the way Leon would kick the falling knife up into the neck of the next girl behind him. She screamed for a second before it turned to gurgles.
A gun shot rang out. Leon turned to see a guy holding a pistol. looking down he saw blood coming from a hole in his abdomen, lower right side. A punch catching him across the face, Leon would go through the motions with this one, and grab the out stretched arm twisting it to behind the guy and putting him in the path of the next two shots. Leon's rush towards the gunman halted by a tackle lifting him into the air and slamming him against the bed of a truck. Leon would begin raining strikes into the tacklers back as the tackler began punching the gunshot wound. Leon cringed, and looked up to see the gunman lining up a shot again.
Leon would bend down wrapping his arms under the guy's stomach, grabbing the belt line of his pants and lifting the guy into the next two gunshots. the rounds going into the body changing the direction enough they wouldn't hit Leon on the exit wound. Dropping the body he would turn and jump into the bed as another two shots rang against the truck. Leon looked around and found a shovel. good enough, he heard the foot steps and swung the shovel over the edge, catching the gunman in the middle of the head with the edge of the spade. Slicing it in two. More gunshots going off as the man fell to the ground.
grabbing the the side of the truck bed he would pull himself part of the way up as he was grabbed by a rather large bearded guy by the shoulders, lifted into the air and slammed into the hood of another vehicle, Leon gasped at the pain, leaving a trail of blood on the vehicle as he was dragged off and thrown against another vehicle. The big bruise lined up and shoulder charged into Leon, the windows shattering, the tires squealing in their locked positions as the car was tilted into the air. As it came back down Leon was grabbed by the face, a crushing grip pulling him from the indentation of the car his body made, dropping him into the air as he was punched and went sailing into a row of bikes. Shit falling out of saddle bags and sparks flying from the now trashed vehicles. Leon put his hands on the ground to get up when he felt his left hand on something. A lighter? Yep, it was even embroidered with RIOT bullshit. Leon stood up and kicked the gas cap off one of the bikes, back peddling as the bulky guy charged once more. Leon was limping however as he struck the flint of the lighter, he would puff up his chest, and rise to his tip toe's, causing the guy to tuck his shoulder.
Leon would duck low and take the legs , the guy would sail over, and Leon's right chained hand would grab the guy by the beard and drag him through the gasoline, lighting him on fire with the lighter. The guy rolled and screamed trying to pat out and rub the flames to going out only spreading it. Leon took off limping as quickly as he could as the fire spread into the bike's. It was too late for the other RIOT fools to get away as a bike finally exploded in fire and gasoline, spreading it over a few more. It would daisy chain through the parking lot, and Leon would smirk. Surely the rest fell prey to their own mass...
the fire and explosion's killed four and injured two others enough to be out of the fight.
"You're kidding me."
The blonde sighed heavy, pain ran through his stomach and chest. it wasn't even half of their forces yet. Leon unwrapped the chain from his hand and gripped the end. Looking at them reforming and taking this a bit more seriously. Leon was hurt, but now he wasn't being under estimated.
~For Yun...~
Leon would limp forth whipping the chain out smashing one in the face, slinging it back and around in a downward slash that wrapped about a bat as it was yanked from his hand. A low swing caused Leon to scoot back and bend forward, which got him a swift kick in the chin, stumbling back he would curl his hands in as if holding cups making hooks with his index fingers he would stumble into a dodge, kicking one in the stomach and then spinning over his bent over form to kick another guy in the face. Following the spin through going to a knee a hooked finger and thumb would find the throat of the bent over guy and rip, causing the guy to spin around spouting blood from his mouth.
Slapping a kick back down to help push him up he would swing a wild and powerful drunken boxing punch for the guy, who was still slightly rocked from the kick earlier, so Leon was fast enough to punch and grab the guy's ear at the same time pulling and yanking after the punch to throw him to the side and rip his ear off. his body acting as a shield from the others, as he took another punch to the face, dropping low throwing like three punches to the guys stomach in quick succession, then standing into a headbutt for the guy's bent over face, crushing the cartilage in his nose back into his brain.
Leaning back and throwing his hands in their respective directions catching two more faces as he fell to the ground, curling up like a turtle on his back he would kick, block, and swat away attacks as he used their energy to spin himself and retaliate with attacks to the legs, which caused mostly people to back off. Noticing this wasn't beating anyone Leon would twist to his hands and kick out with his feet, donkey kicking two people before landing on his feet and throwing a backhanded fist into a chin, with a follow up uppercut punch, bringing the two down for the fight. Leon would cartwheel away grabbing a bat in each hand as he came up, deflecting a kick by hitting it with a bat then smashing the guy in the face. it would go on like this for a second, deflect punch, face smash, deflect kick, another face smash. then came a guy who deflected the face smash and Leon smashed him in the nuts. However Leon was caught by a chain in his gunshot wound. Which made him drop one of the bats. He kicked it however and it would hurl into the guys face knocking him down. Leon would clash with another for a second backing up and losing ground.
The only way was to throw the bat at the guy, step in, palm strike the shoulder, elbow strike the knee, elbow strike to the thigh, double palm strike to the abdomen, then palm strike to the face. Down goes bad guy. One of them... Out of one hundred. The blonde with red stains in his hair would turn deflect a punch, gripping the sleeve, yanking, and striking with a free hand at the same time for the face, as well as a quick low kick for the knee, throwing the guy to the side, Leon would catch a foot in his face, throwing him back into a small pile of bodies. Rolling in time for a strike to hit with an explosive outcome. No literally the spot exploded rubble and fire. Leon pushed to his feet, his right arm now causing his abdomen pain with it's motion. the guy struck out again seemed he didn't even need to make contact with his fists for the explosions to work, as proven by the net three punch combo. Leon deflecting and back peddling each, cringing at the pain from moving his right arm. He turned so his left side was facing the guy. Leon egged him on with a wave like the other guy.
"Come on!"
The guy grinned at the injured and practically destroyed LG leader. He gave Leon the go ahead. Leon didn't have any fancy tricks left, so this was going to have to be a beat down. Leon charged and side stepped to his left throwing a left heel kick, the guy ducked, Leon followed through hopping off that support leg to throw a push kick for his face which connected. The guy however spun lowering the damage into a spinning hook punch which would explode against his body hurling him into a street light, which would bend about his form and slam into the ground. The guy came flying in spinning around throwing a quick punch to try and crush Leon with an explosion. Leon rolled to his feet, but the guy was on him, throwing punch after punch. Leon's head would dip and sway trying to keep away. A straight kick to the knee cap would bring the guy down, but he punched still. Leon caught the wrist, turned and broke the arm at the elbow with a palm strike, but the guy punched Leon in the arm with an explosion. His let arm now hanging limp at his side and burnt. The guy limped to a stand and Leon assaulted with a head but to his face. The guy's teeth and chunked bone cutting Leon's forehead.
The enemy was more than cautious and had been backing away. Leon alone had defeated over half the amassed forces. But seeing him in this new state gave them a rigor to their actions, like he was no longer a challenge. Leon began laughing as they approached, which halted them. Leon looked directly at one man holding a knife in front of him. His sapphire hues looking through blood, sweat, and hair. His red teeth showing through his smile as he stopped laughing.
"What's everyone waiting for. Don't keep me waiting, You all die today."
The guy Leon was staring at turned and Leon knew he had to move. He was in such pain, like a fire within his body was devouring him. But he had to force it, he lurched forth, grabbing the back of his head with his free hand and driving it directly into the next person. Leon would redraw the head feeling the muscles moving in his body still and would slam his face into another throwing him this time to push them over, Leon would turn into a dodge raising a knee under the attack, and swinging a punch as he dropped the knee back to the ground. His right arm flopping and causing a pulse of pain.
This caused the blonde to flinch and that was a mistake as he was struck in the back with a pipe, causing him to stumble forward a bit. Catching a double punch attack from two hoping to get an advantage on the stumble, Leon turned and stepped diagonally with the stumble to avoid both punches swinging his left arm over them like a sword into both necks, they would drop and Leon would stomp on their heads as he charged another, that he snap kicked in the knee, dropping them on it. They would swing a knife at Leon cutting his left arm as he swung the hook into the guys face.
Leon was pretty sure at this point he was going to run out of blood before he could finish this off. Another guy struck Leon in the stomach with a kick, Leon bent forward coughing and throwing his clawed left hand out gripping inside the guy's mouth at his mandible before dislocating it and yanking ripping flesh as the guy fell. Turning and uppercutting a guys chest gripping his ribs with his fingers and breaking them with his thumb when he felt a sharp burning pain in his right leg. The guy plunged a knife into it, probably having missed the initial target. Leon was hit hard from the left throwing him to the ground, slamming into the ground rocked his insides in such a way, it was like he was motion sick. He rolled to a knee, pulled the knife from his leg and sliced a stomach as he rolled to the right. Stabbing a foot and the guy dropped, Leon drove the knife into the throat. A boot caught Leon in the face and he fell back. That was a strong kick. His eye's teared up clearing blood from his cheeks, but blurring his vision.
Leon brushed the tears from his face on his back, looking up in time to see a big blob of dark colors heading for his face. He'd roll away, then towards it, tripping the mass, where Leon would stab and cut randomly and violently. Feeling a strong impact on his hand he dropped the knife, the body under him went limp and Leon knew he was finished. He had to get up. He had more to go. He wanted revenge, there wasn't enough blood, enough pain. There wasn't enough to cover up these feelings, cover up this loss, this hole. He couldn't fill it with enough blood. He needed more blood.
Leon lashed out with as much of his strength remaining as he could. Ripping throats, hitting soft spots, and breaking bones where they are fragile. Felling three more. However one of the door men had moved, was looking right at Leon and opened fire. Leon was ready for him, ducking behind some bodies, but he had been hit in his right shoulder. He checked the bodies, but all he found was a rock...
~Fuck me.~
The guy shot a few more times, Leon rolled away and hurled the rock in his rolling, pushing up he;d stumble a bit to get going and charge behind the rock, which hit that sonova bitch in the eye! He leaned back firing wildly into the air and Leon would launch at him, bringing his knee's up, one into the shoulder holding the gun, the other into his chin. dropping the guy as he bit down on his own teeth, breaking a few of them. Landing Leon would roll off his chest grabbing the gun and shooting three of the attackers. The gun clicked and went empty, so he threw that sonova bitch too. This time it was just an irritation as it was swatted away.
They came over to Leon laying on his back, and they kicked him a few times. Leon didn't have much left in him. They grabbed his broken arm and drug him towards the warehouse as he screamed in pain, finally falling to it, the pain, riddled him with unimaginable pressure. Reaching the door the guy would look at him.
"Heh. Not bad, but in the end, you will end just like the others. Call the Hollows, we have another show to put on."
That settled in, Leon grabbed the doorway with his feet, the guy wasn't expecting the resistance while dragging him and leaned back, Leon let go of the door way and kick the talking guy in the knee, breaking it backwards, reaching up with his good arm and jamming his thumb into the back of the left thigh of the one dragging him, digging in to hook a muscle. Ripping it out the guy would fall, Leon would roll back as he was let go, wrap his left knee around the guy's neck and stomp on the back of his head with the right, snapping his neck and rupturing the esophagus. Leon would roll up grabbing the guy who had given the orders, by the hair and bend his head back, looking at the remaining soldiers, lifting him to standing on one leg.
"Raijin's..."
Leon would take a deep breath as he squeezed the hair, the pained leader would let out a gasp and open his mouth wide.
"ROAR!"
Leon would blast the entirety of his lightning into the mouth and head of the leader, until it blasted his head in two and Leon was destroying the top portion of a head. The blast would shoot into the forces as well, knocking ten enemies down stunned and being electrocuted. Leon Kept hold fo the top half of the leader's head and approached the remaining troops who backed away... Into the warehouse. Leon would shoot the door behind him, and burst forth smashing the skull of the head he held into the first person he came across, they would scream and try to run, the fear taking away any retaliation they would of had as Leon ripped into the remaining foes. Felling two with the head alone.
One went for the door so Leon hurled the head like a frisbee smacking the guy in the back of his head and his face went into the doorknob. One guy was going for a window, Leon kicked a crate and knocked the whole pile down, pounced and ripped his throat out. A female screamed and was frozen in fear, Leon pounced gripping her by the face, and drug her along as he ran after another who was scrambling for the gun of one of the doormen who Leon killed earlier in the doorway. He was able to find a sharp two by four and raised it as Leon leapt at him in the air. The guy cringed closing his eyes but he felt the impact of a body, and the warm ooze of blood. Opening his eyes he would see the girl impaled on the spike.
"Tough luck... Killed your comrade."
The guy gasped in time for Leon to jam his index finger into his eye, and into his brain. Leon felt an impact in his back as soon as he stood up. Turning around he saw the fear in the eye's of the remaining few who stood together. Five by Leon's count, he couldn't even feel the pain anymore. Turning and ripping the spike through the girl he would turn towards the five who were backing up. Leon would step in swinging wide, two ducking, the end catching the third and shattering into splinters at the end, falling into the next two. Leon would hurl it into the furthest two his right impaling them. The last three charging Leon. They went, high, low, and a tail. Leon would stomp forward crushing the leg of the low attacker, the stomp turning him so his left faced the attack, raising the left arm to block the ariel attack gripping the pant leg and yanking to the ground, onto the blunt end of the spike, which was jutting out of one of the comrades. The blunt end would cause the guy's head to snap oddly as he fell to the ground and Leon would step forward again onto the neck of the guy on the ground.
The tail however had gone into a spin and kicked Leon to the ground, where he slid until he was leaning against a box. His back felt wet and it was sharp. He reached back to push himself to a seated position. A metal sound hit the ground next to him as the bloody knife fell to the ground. Leon looked up and saw the guy charging with tears in his eyes. He was carrying another bat, with nails jutting out. He intended to beat Leon to death and Leon knew this. Looking back to the knife and grabbing it, Leon leaned against the crate and waited. He couldn't hear anything, he barely even felt sensations... In fact he felt cold. Everything was moving so slow. The knife was so heavy, maybe he'd just lay here. Maybe this was good enough.
"Leon... I can't go forward with you anymore. Keep our bonds going... Take care of my little brother... Don't let it end here."
Leon heard him... Yun, his final words. What he wanted to say before his throat was cut. Leon's grip tightened, his eyes watery and his body weak. Leon pushed up and stepped forth with a mighty roar, under the swing into a spin, a quick slash and Leon skid to a stop. The guy falling to the ground, gurgling. Leon stood, still, quiet. He took a deep breath and dropped the knife. Hitting speed dial on the emergency line to the rest of LG. He heard someone answer as he fell to the ground. He tried to speak to the phone, but no words came out. He lost consciousness shortly after.
