Post by Kenin Katashi on Oct 25, 2010 11:59:47 GMT -8
A look into the past.....
Kenin Katashi
He had waited for this day for so long, he had fought his way to recognition. So how was it? How was it that he had gotten his ass kicked so badly? What did this man have on him. It was like he was on another level, a level Ken hadn't even managed to touch. He did all that was asked to be in this gang, he even wore a god damned suit. And all for what? To get his ass beat?
He coughed out a bit more blood as he stood, his right arm nursing a broken rib as his left was at his side with his hand balled into a fist. "Don't tell me," He said as he grinned, "I guess this means I'm out? No second chances and hit the road jack?" He asked. The smile he received in reply was a little unsettling. His eyes started to widen a bit as he tried to tell what it meant.....
Stefan Richmond
"Out?" He asked again with a bit more laughter, "Why on earth would I let you leave so willingly?" The frown that Kenin wore told Stefan that this was the right decision. After all, he had done such good work to get to this point, imagine just what kind of results he would produce if he was given another chance knowing exactly how far he needed to come in order to reach his goal. Oh yes, this would be very enjoyable.
"Here's what I will do, Kenin. What I will do is let you keep your current position in this organization. You will take on extra duties, and you will perform admirably. Once you feel you have done enough work to prove yourself ready to do so, I will give you one last chance. If you should fail, you will forever be a member of this organization, you will sign a contract guaranteeing me your services, and you will become my personal right hand man. If you should best me, then you will have your freedom. More than that, this organization will be at your disposal whenever you so wish it. Those are my terms, either you beat me, or you fail."
Kenin Katashi
"..... fine. Whatever, next time I'm kicking your ass." He said as he coughed up a bit more blood, falling to his knees as he tried to maintain consciousness. He watched as Stefan turned around and simply walked off, his two favorite flunkies walking forward to look down and laugh. One with a shaved head, the other who had dyed his hair a color that closely resembled Kenin's own natural hair. Funny how life worked out, nobody ever wanted to look like themselves. Of course, Kenin only dyed his black because he didn't stand out so much. His red eyes did enough of that for him already.
"Look what we got here....." The red headed bastard said as he knelt down. "You know, usually the head honcho just shoots failures like you. I guess he sees something in you. Personally, I hope you get killed next time. I can't stand the sight of yeh and I don't think I could stand to follow your orders. So why don't you do us all a favor and bite a bullet?" He kicked hard into Kenin's stomach as he turned and walked off.
The bald one walked forward and grinned, "I can't wait to see you get your ass kicked. I don't care if you die, the look on your face when you lose will be more than enough for me." Kenin found himself alone a few moments later once he struggled to get up and walk off nursing his wounds. He had been so damned determined to win.... and yet, even after he had. Even after he had managed to kill the bastard in the fight, he felt it wasn't enough. It would never be enough because of this one moment where he was Stefan's punching bag.
Into the Present...
Kenin Katashi
"The fuck?" He called out as he sat up suddenly in bed, his phone had started ringing, he looked over and saw the number. He knew who it was, but it was impossible. Somebody must have stolen his cell phone, because there was no way it was him. Kenin grabbed his phone but didn't answer it, instead he headed to the bathroom and put his contacts in, watching his otherwise blood red eyes become a bright amber.
Once they were in he turned the sink on, letting the water pool up in his hands as he shut his eyes and washed his face. He had to be imagining it. But then his phone buzzed in his pocket. He wiped his hands and pulled it out to see he had received a text...
I'm alive, Kenin. Call me, now.
He stared at it for a moment or two before following orders. He pressed the green button and raised his phone to his ear, it rang once before it was picked up.
Stefan Richmond
"Hello Kenin."
"Bullshit, you died. You're telling me you managed to live through-"
"You survived worse, or don't you remember? After the explosion...."
"The explosion is where the fight ended."
"You.... you don't remember do you? That's rich. Let's just say the fight didn't end. It still hasn't ended... I'll be seeing you, Kenin."
An audible click let Kenin know that Stefan had hung up. He was alive, and he knew where he was.... Kenin grinned, his grin turning into a very wide smile. He wasn't done, there was more to do there. "Not if I see you first...." He said to himself as he thought about what this meant. It meant both of them had to be reduced, if Kenin had been reduced to this, he could only imagine what Stefan had been reduced too. Then again, he was curious as to what he had meant that the fight didn't end with the explosion.