The Bold Lion

[Mr. Kaar]

Oh yeah, it had happened, the one man the world would have been better off never seeing again. It was such a tragedy that he had to exist again the souls of all those killed in New York no longer rested peacefully. The hair was sloppy and hanging down over the scars apon the forehead, the four scars on his cheek visible still. Dried blood on the white shirt, that was covered partially by an unzipped red vest with gold trimming. dark blue jeans and normal shoes where on his feet.

But this wasnt the main theme, the look anyways. It was the hallway behind him. Students, almost a hundred students where smached, and thrashed, and strewn about without care. Imbedded in walls, blood spreyed against the walls, floors and cielings. Th ehallway itself was so broken even the lights didnt work anymore, all the light was coming from the shattered window. The hall was almost rounded by the chaos.

~Not one.... Not a single~

"One."

The Lion spoke with a growl. As he continued to walk, students had formed a berrier of fear as they stumbled onto the scene, struck and stuck. Unable to run, unable to scream, all trapped in the stare of the Lion. Some in the back who didnt know exactly what was going on, where pushed and shovved as students ran. Trampled even as they feared for their lives.

Leon would burst towards those still stuck in fear and put them down, blood and broken limbs. Cracks and holes in the walls. It would make sense why no one had done anything beforehand. The students had been attacked so suddenly and so quickly, it wouldnt matter how fast the news got to someone who could stop him, it was already over.

The male would flex his arms to stretch the muscles out, the fingers popping into the clawed palms as the sharpened nails where obviousely in place. He would walk now away from the hall calmly, searching for more prey.

[seishounohana]

-Gulp-

Emily saw the chaos, and was apparently one of the lucky ones that weren't at the wrong place at the wrong time. She had been going back and forth, checking for pulses and using her Qi to cauterize open, bleeding wounds. Seriously, just what was up this time? Who the heck was at fault for such a mess, mmm?

Emily didn't care as much as she would if she was still Captain. This was Linda's job, but as a caring member of the student body, she put it into herself to get these people (no matter how many) as cared for as possible.

They were all unconscious, save for a lucky few whom Emily saw hobble off to the clinic. This wasn't going to be good for 259's reputation at all, and once news of this goes out, there would be shit to had. This school might be closed down -- and the news was, that students were flocking out to transfer already.

What, with the dragons in control? That was just part of it.

Emily sighed.

Finishing a stitch, she stood up and moved to yet another one and began stitching.

It was a gruesome, albeit dangerous job but someone had to do it.

Not like she couldn't defend herself if something ever happened. She was wearing all her gear.

[Mr. Kaar]

For his many yeas of doing what it is... He did, he knew the best place to be when wanting to find strong people, was at or near the scene of the problem. Becaue thats where the big bad and powerful appear to save the day, but all that was going on when he turned the corner again was someone seemed to be helping the wounded. They where weak, they didnt diserve to be helped unless they could survive on their own.

"Leave the wounded."

The man would speak to the girl helping the students, his mind was not the same, confused, jumbled, and only filled with words of hate and destruction. This girl only registered in his mind as an annoyance, so far anyways. Only two women had ever bested him in combat. Both gone now, but he wouldnt put it past a female from here to best her, since a female was Captain almost three times in a row. Leon may only come here for sport, but he knew not to test the helpful ones unless he was ready for a good fight.

"Or you'll join them."

Or maybe he didnt.

[seishounohana]

"Leave the wounded."

That voice.

So he's at fault for all this ruckus. After a short glance towards Leon's direction, Emily would sigh again and continue stitching up the person she was working on. She had half a hundred done, and she wasn't going to stop now.

Not until he made the first move.

Unlike Leon, Emily's mind was clear -- she knew that she had to play the good person, the sacrificial lamb. Why? There were many who were defenseless, and Emily would not stand for that. She was a kind-hearted person, selfless in nature, and filled with hope.

Two persons with different views of life stood in this very hallway now, and Emily stood up, lifting the injured boy into her shoulders. She probably had to take them into the clinic one by one, what a bother.

"Or you'll join them."

A grin. Why-- too late, buddy.

"I am already part of them. Your kin already defeated me, did she not?"

Bluntly rejecting? Was she asking for a fight? Maybe not.

... or perhaps, she was.

[Mr. Kaar]

"Those inpure fighters? Bah! They dont know what true battle is like. They are only kin by title. Not kin of mine."

Leon was deeply insulted by that comment, to think he was kin to the Bone Dragon. Someone of such an inpure way of battle was not fit for his kin. In the views of the Lion its not good or bad that makes the person, its the way they follow the code of battle, what honor or pride they mite hold in a fight. And if they where strong enough to defeat him.

"If you are already amongst the wounded, its interesting you would stop to help the other inpure."

~It will all die anyways.~

[seishounohana]

"Those inpure fighters? Bah! They dont know what true battle is like. They are only kin by title. Not kin of mine."

"You're no different from them." Emily said, taking that boy she was carrying to the wall to sit upright.

"If you are already amongst the wounded, its interesting you would stop to help the other inpure."

"Purification comes in different packages." She said, checking an unconscious female's pulse. This woman was doing much better, and probably was just knocked out cold. "You're just as impure as these people, or I."

She would make eye contact with the Lightning Dragon.

Could a mere butterfly hurt a dragon?

Dragons may symbolize power and strength, but butterflies were the symbol of death and rebirth.

[Linda Osako]

"That is QUITE enough."

Linda's voice boomed as she entered the scene. She walked over, stepping in front of Emily and the injured student. Linda may have been late to find this little mishap but she would be damned if it would continue. Clearly Leon was venting again, but he would no longer do so on 259 students, and most definitely not on school grounds. There was a respect among Dragon's, the titles were not self given, the were earned. This was a clear vulgar display of power on the Lightning Dragon's part, most unfortunate.

Linda looked to Emily. She had heard everything Leon had said about the Dragon titles. She even heard Emily compare him to the rest of the Dragons... A common mistake and an error that Linda would now correct.

"Emily, thank you for watching my school. I only have one pair of eyes and ears, it's good to know that you still have the student body at heart."

She then put her full and undivided attention onto Leon.

"This is my school now, I am assuming you missed the memo." Linda tightened her gloves by pulling them back, securing them over her hands.

Everyone thought that Linda didn't care about titles, wrong. She was School Captain now, and she would defend her School.

"Leon because of the code you and I abide by, you my leave now. Or I shall shove your head so far up your own ass, you'll have a new perspective."

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon looked up. Seemed one of those impures had arrived as he had been explaining to the injurred one. He remembered now, it was shortly before the occurance, the loss of his abilities. But he did remember. He wanted to chuckle, but left it at a smile.

"I see. You think you can change an entire perspective on a single beating? I think I mite learn something from you yet. Hahahaha! But I know your School Captain, whatever that means. This one was shot, and the interference of battle furiates me. Your claim over the title means nothing."

Leon would turn to the side and open the locker, rummaging around until he pulled out a sandwhich some kid had made for their lunch, unwrapping it and going for a bite, after taking just a second he would finish what he had to say.

"I have already put this many in a seriouse enough condition and you would have me leave instead of fighting me? Moral is low enough since you took over. One last thing... I am no longer that weak minded fool that took up the Dragon title. I am the Bold Lion. The Terror of New York."

The second name being the longer version of The Bold Lions title that he had recieved from a rather powerful fighter who used a katana. This Leon was always one for the dramatics, talking only helped to give him time to take someone apart as they stood. But if one where to take a close enough look they would see the hair was not spiked, the eyes where dull. And none of his equipment was giving off any sort of working signals, his gloves where silent, no sparks from his choker, and no numbers on the weights on his arms and legs.