Act One: Enter Rayne

[Rayne Carter]

Thick black combat boots clomped through the hallway of the crowded school.
Her first day of this school..and already she was bored.
Rayne Carter, a fifteen year old combat obsessed female strutted down the walkways and hallways of this seemingly sleepy high school.
What was her first class again?
Oh that's right....P.E.
A favorite class for this competitive paint ball junkie.
Let's see here what was she wearing today?
Well, camo boy's shorts adorned her petite hips, the pockets somewhat bulging with who knows what.
A tight black corset hugged her small breasts close to her body..making the slim athlete look even slimmer.
And of course her trade combat boots, a pair of boots that the school would be seeing a lot of in the next few years.
Her rich dark brown hair was pulled back into a French braid, with the purpose of keeping her hair out of her amber eyes..but they weren't doing a very good job because a few loose strands could be seen sticking out here and there.
A small tight nylon hooded jacket currently cover the young girl's cleavage. The black material moved gracefully with body.
You see, Rayne was definition of a hard ass tomboy.
She hated cheerleaders...she hated jocks..and most of all..she hated anything pink.
Girly just wasn't her thing.
Remember those bulging pockets mentioned earlier?
Well those were filled two different objects..one: extra green paint balls. She was going out with some neighbor hood kids after school to play capture the flag, and she planned to kick their asses at it.
And two: pellets for pellet guns.
This girl loved anything you could shoot, blow up, cut, stab, or kill with.
Rayne was born fighter...

And now this fighter had gym.
Rayne waltzed up to the gym door and prepared herself for some fun.

[Ookami]

Ookami finaly found his way to the gym and was currently inside, walking aimlessly around waiting for something interesting to happen. he knew he needed more people to join him and shinigami, but no one would actualy join. he said mainly to himself "gah, the next person who i see, thats who i'll try to get to join, no matter what" as he sat down, incadently right behind the main door.

he didnt know exactly why no one would join him, but he guessed it was because he didnt look much of a fighter. he also thought of that pansy ass pretty boy who wouldnt stand and fight. all these thoughts where mixed in with more of how he normaly kept getting lost, but thanks to that pansy ass pretty boy, he now had a map, and intened to use it to the best he could. as he was deep in thought it didnt occur to him that if anyone came into gym now, he would be hit by the door.

as he thought about his current condition he listed off people he tried to recruit. 'lets see....one....two....three...four....five...was there more? hmmm i lost track...ah, then saint....him and pretty boy where the only two who didnt want to beat me down...' he thought as he was sitting behind the door stil.

[Rayne Carter]

And she was disappointed....
Nothing remotely interesting was happening in the gym at the moment and there was a pansy looking boy walking around like he had lost something.
" Hey," Rayne called out, her voice echoing off the empty gym walls, " Isn't there supposed to be a class going on?"
Walking forward, her boots making angry clomping noises as she went.
Rayne stepped up close to the boy, sizing him up.
" So...are you going to answer my question or what little boy?"
Yup, this girl had an attitude alright.
One that was likely to get her in a bit of trouble in the future.

[Ookami]

smiling a bit "c'mon, i gota have more than a few inches on you, so where do you get off calling me 'little boy' anyway?" he said as his smile grew a bit more. he remembered what he told himself just a few moments ago. "say, would you be interested in joining a group? its small right now but im sure it will grow with some time" he said as he kicked his boot tip on the ground as an absent minded motion.

[Rayne Carter]

" First of all little boy," Rayne was getting pissed off fast...as she tended to do, " I asked you a question. Isn't there supposed to be a class going on right now?"
Argh, why she always have to run into the most annoying people?
" And no you pubescent minor I do not want to join a group of little boys pounded into each other which is what I assume it is.
Why? One because hitting each other back and forth really takes no skill, and two...I would own your asses."
A playful smirk lit up her face.
So she was here to learn?
Learn what?
All she had run into so far were power tripping teachers in the main office and little boys who wanted her to get into some little 'fight club'.
Life was not fair.
She was hoping to run into some heavy hitters, maybe some cute boys, and a whole lot of partying.
But no...all she got was a kid who was about three inches from getting torn a new poop chute.
" So, are you going to answer my question or not?"

[Ookami]

streching a bit smiling. "well, i suppose" he started then tried to sweep raynes feet from under her. if she was going to continue to be a pain in the ass he might as well make it a fight, at least a fight HE started. a lot of people here teneded to think highly of themselves, but it might just be him thinking low of himself. he figured if he could outlast in a fight, he would eventualy win, but it might not turn out that way.

[Rayne Carter]

A sweep kick? Really now.
Rayne, with a smug smile on her face just stepped back. The boy's sweep kick missing her by inches.
" C'mon boyo, I'm sure you can do better then that!"
Without hesitating further, Rayne decided to counterattack with a move of her own.
And that move was a thick booted kick aimed straight for his face.

[Ookami]

the kick landed directly, sending him back a bit, his nose bleeding a bit. he let himself move with the kick and he moved more so he did a backflip keeping some distance between them. a few drops of blood landing on his shirt and the floor when he did that. grabing his nose he said "gah! fuck that hurt!" he didnt do any kind of counter attack or any attack of his own.

[Rayne Carter]

" You alright there kiddo?"
Not that she was really concerned about him..but she didn't want the kid to have a broken nose. That would suck if she got kicked out on her first day.
Scratching her head and looking at the boy she thought, He has good reflexes, it was a nice back flip......but his tolerance for pain and his attacks are weak.

" Hey, I mean it kid..you okay?"
Did she really hit him that hard?
Oh well...Rayne really didn't know her own strength...not mention she WAS wearing combat boots..that might have had something to do with it.

[Ookami]

as he heard this, he started to smile, but it was hidden behind his hand that he was using to hold his nose. "dont worry about me, im not going down that easy, now i believe we're still fighting. so you afraid to hurt someone or are you going to continue?" he said as he moved his hand away showing his smile. he stuffed his hands in his pockets and said "i wont use my hands"

[Rayne Carter]

" You're a cocky son of a bitch ain't cha?"
This kid was really itching for a fight..well that was okay by Rayne. She would scratch that itch no problem.
" I wasn't worried about you by the way...it would just suck if I got suspended on the first day of school."


" Look kid because you ain't using your hands..I wont either." And with that she held her hands behind her back, " I'm all for fairness in a battle, so let's go."

[Ookami]

smiling,he thought that sounded just fine. Ookami kicked off and jumped and spun trying to kick for rayne's ribs. he figured how long this would last and who might win, if he could win it would be great, but if he lost that would be just fine too.