20 Years ago in New York
It was like a scene from hell.
The late afternoon sky was on fire, the orange burning passion of battle was covering the area, a whole slew of people standing around, sitting on motor cycles, ontop of cars, everyone seemed to be a thug of some sort, wearing such things as spiked vests, or carrying weapons like wood bats with nails sticking out. A few even carrying blades. You could see them, lines up in the gaggle fuck they called a formation. All of them peering at their prey. A single man, who stood there with a cocky, confident smile.
The man wasn't even concerned with the literal army in front of him. As if he would be. He just rescently got out of jail. Paying a visit back to his old stomping grounds, namely the Broken Corner Road, where he took down an entire gang of 200 by himself. Another one seemed to move in.
This man's blond spiked hair was like a signature, something anyone would know from the stories. Seemed though people had forgotten just how much of a demon he could be. He was wearing a coat, lightning bolts going down the arms, and the sides, on the back the symbol of a light blue dragon made out of electricity. Gloves on his hands with the word STRIKE etched cruedly into them. Black pants with lightning bolts going down the right pant leg, and a red vest with gold trim on the inside of the coat. The four scars going horizontally across his right cheek would give him away though, along with those dark blue sapphire eyes.
"Hey.... Thats Leon Sudeki."
"Who?"
"The Lightning Dragon? I thought he left New York for good."
"Dont worry about whoever he is. Look at how many of us there are."
"I'm gettin the hell out of here, if even just the rumors are true about this guy I want nothing to do with it."
"Stop being a pussy, he can't take us all."
Leon's head would tilt upwards slightly, giving the large front line he was faced with a sideways stare, as his smile grew even more. His fists tightening as his gloves screamed out the protest of the motions.
Leon would begin walking towards them, a slow walk at first as he began to pick the ones he would go after first. They seemed to hesitate, maybe his name wasn't completely forgotten. He was getting alittle rusty though, so this would be a good warm up at least.
Finally Leon would burst forward, at a speed that was average for fighters out here, before leaping straight with power, increasing his speed alot, turning around and jutting his feet out behind him in a drop kick to the two front guys who had been getting ready to attack, one dropping a baseball bat, Leon's momentum would stop him there in mid air, he would catch the bat before dropping to the ground, landing on his hands and feet, pushing himself up hard he would come swinging around with the bat nailing the third on the side of the head, as he was nocked to the side a fist came in and hit Leon in the face, which was hooked under Leon's arm in the swinging motion, he would pull his arms in, breaking the hand at the wrist, before thrusting the tip of the bat into the guys neck.
Bringing an elbow back into another's gut stunned the guy for a second as Leon would drop the bat grabbing the guy in front of him pulling him forward and thrusting his fist in a close quarters upper cut into the solar plexus, twisting his fist and stepping into it, he would throw the guy into the oncoming horde, twisting around and slamming his fist into the face of the man he stunned before he would turn around in just enough time to catch a drop kick in the chest.
Leon was sent backwards hitting the ground, he would roll though back to his feet quickly and duck a spinning roundhouse kick that came at him. Catching a clothes line, and sliding with the momentum as he planted his feet, the guy looked astonished at the power in the smaller mans body, as Leon would stop the momentum completely, spinning around and pulling hard, slamming the bigger guy into one of his friends, and then throwing a punch into the mans elbow, as he would pull the arm towards his fist. Making double sure it broke. Leon would then swing the arm that had just let go of the mans now broken arm into his throat. Bringing him down.
Hearing foot steps he would spin around duck low and shoot his palm upwards into a man's chin, lifting him off the ground, eyes rolling into the back of the mans head. Leon would be grabbed from behind though and quickly put in the full nelson, while one of his buddies began to take shots at Leon, hitting him in the chest, gut, and face. Leon;s endorphines and adrenaline gates burst open rapidly and Leon's arms slammed straight down breaking the mans arms behind him, before he slammed his foot into the sternum of the guy who had been whailing on him.
Charging again at the field of men he heard the roar of bikes coming at him, holding weapons to swing at him on a pass. The first swung a bat, which was ducked, but grabbed, sadly the guy wouldn't let go until he was yanked off the bike and had that instinct to catch himself from falling, Leon stood up quickly swinging the bat at the next in line, breaking the bat. Sadly that bike ran over the one who fell off in front, another bike behind that crashing into the second, while the others had enough time to swerve.
Leon spotted one of the bikes skidding to a stop to come after him again, Leon would start running at the man, throwing the broken handle of the bat as a distraction the man raised his arms to block it, Leon took the to air using a move he hadn't used in a long time, spinning three times as Leon's body ended up horizontal in the air, bringing his right leg around to smash into the man's head, knocking him from the bike. Jumping on the bike Leon took off towards the army with the remaining bikes following. Standing on the seat, he would leap off the bike over the crowd as the bike slammed right into them.
Bringing his feet out in front of him the crowd made a hole quickly where he would land, as the ground gave way where he landed, causing the cement to crack and a depression to form. The bike had smashed through at least 9 of them. They where hesitant now, but the best part was this whole group no matter how many there was, would only equil four people. Bringing his hands up in a fighting stance, as he turned his feet spreading apart past shoulder length, knee's bending his hands open as his right was extended, and his left stayed near his chest and neck.
Thats when they charged again, Leon would shift his head left as a punch screamed in, cutting his cheek fromt he air pressure, Leon would strike, bringign in a rapid succession of palm strikes to that man's chest, before throwing a final uppercut, the whole time getting hit in the back, which only pissed Leon off, his shoulders bulging for a moment as he forced the endorphines and adrenaline to flow, his fingers cracking as they took those claw like positions. Spinning around he would swipe the claws, ripping through cloth, and jamming fingers into flesh, gripping tightly and ripping back out, slamming an open palm into the face of the same one, before throwing his clawed hand backward into the side of the face of another. Blood flying from his fingers, along with cloth and flesh.
Another man ducked one of Leon's strikes to attack his side, hitting hard into the bone vest under his coat, finding an elbow drop ontop of his head. A punch flying in, as Leon would slam his head into it, breaking the hand. Leon would thrust his hand, formed like a blade, into the mans throat, a kick catching Leon in the back. Making him bend alittle, being grabbed by the upper body he was lifted up and slammed to the ground on his stomach, hard, added weight from his own coat did extra damage.
Leon knew he couldn't stop moving though they would pummel him on the ground, so he used his hands and the momentum from spinning his legs around to shoot the legs into the air, catchign two in the chin, before pushing off the ground with his hands and getting upright, bringign a stomp down on the head of the one who did that.
Using both arms to block oncomming attacks a punch kick combo coming from a duo who seemed to have been fighting together a long time, being forced to lose ground from their constent attacks, Leon heard motion behind him, as they threw a double teamed hey maker punch Leon would jump up, grabbing both fists with both his hands as his body got upside down. Pulling the hands he brought himself towards the two dropping his knee's into the top of their heads. At the same time he would be pulling them towards his knee's.
Hitting the ground and rolling as the noise behind him got closer, a baseball bat slamming the ground where he was, Leon would sweep his legs at the person bringign him and two others to the ground, kicking his feet into the air, using the momentum to throw himself upright he would stomp on one of their faces, while the other two managed to roll away. More came charging jumping over their freidns as Leon twisted quickly throwing his right leg out in a wide spin bringign his heel to slam into the faces of all four of the idiots that jumped at him.
Twisting around he would jump up bringing his knee into the chin of someone who had missed a punch, extending the same leg pushing the guy away Leon would lift the leg his knee coming against his chest as he would slam it down ontop of another. Leon would land and get slammed in the back of the head with a bat, breaking the bat, he would turn around in just enough time in his daze to get punched in the face, more blood seeping down his face and head. He would turn taking a single step back.
His eyes in a daze, before he came to focus completely again his foot slamming himself to a halt. Throwing his head back at the guy, headbutting him with force. The guy would be lifted off the ground and hit the dirt. Leon would still be relentless, still going, he was a warrior, unstoppable in compairison to others. He lived for the thrill of battle. He was an addict, and this was the only solution.
Catching a stomp kick that came at him, Leon had stepped to the side, he would grab the mans back and lift the foot into the mans face, making him kick himself. Dazed, he was stomped from Leon's own kick, thrown back into more people. Leon would drop to his knees raising his arms and bending them, blocking two kicks with his fore arms that came from both sides, quickly gripping them and pulling them towards him he would twist his hands around retaking the claw form as it gripped onto flesh, ripping outward again, more floor staining his hands and gloves, mixing with the blood dripping from his head and face, the two falling back onto the ground in pain.
Getting to his feet quickly bringing an upper cut into someone who had run up on him, attempting to throw an axe kick, but the power was takin away when Leon stood up putting his chest against the back of the guys leg. The upper cut bringing the man down. Another coming fromt he other side Leon would step towards the person, bending his entire upper body as he thrust both fists over his head into the face and chest of the idiot, launching him backwards. Slamming into a near by truck, causing an impression, the glass shattering like a diamond dust around him, the tires screeching as the truck obviousely moved a few inches from the impact fromt he skid marks, and a single hubcap rolling away after it fell off.
A katana thrust coming out of no where as Leon barely avoided the most of it, the katana slicing the sleeve to his weighted coat and vest, cutting into the top of his right shoulder barely. Blood obviousely dripping down the blade, and wetting his clothing more, now dripping down the inside of his sleeve. The man stepping back, Leon did as well, another swing coming it, and Leon raised his left fist using the back of the hand, the blade slamming against the metal platting on the glove, Leon grasping the blade by the back and pulling as his right leg swung up to kick the mans wrist. Flipping the blade around he would catch it in his left hand and swing quickly, slicing the guy across the chest.
A second coming from behind him Leon would block a punch with his right fore arm, and slash downward on the mans elbow, cutting into it, and then slamming the hilt of the blade into the mans face. Everyone else started to back off... It was a fifth of their whole fource taking out and the fight had still only started, Leon was bloody, but it was equilly his alogn with theirs. Using this hesitation to take off his weighted coat the coat would drop to the ground with a harsh thud on the cement.
"Are you guys finally ready to start the fight?"
Some tried to turn and run, but they where so grouped up it wasn't working out too well, Leon would charge, jumping onto one of their backs, using the mans head he yanked back digging his knee's into the man's spine, bending the man back. They would fall Leon would launch the guy behind him at the ground knocking alot of them down to buy him time, blood seeping down his arm now, the right sleeve of his white shirt was red, as well as a trail of blood fromt he cut on his shoulder. He would kick out into the knee of a man in the front row, dropping him. Leon would roll to his right push off the ground his his fists hard, bringing the katana around slashing into the shoulder of one, and the chest of another as he finished his spin landing on his feet.
Flipping the blade around holding it like a dagger, Leon would block a punch slash the arm, block a kick slash the leg, block a punch from his side with the katana, then slash the mans chest. leon would bend his upper body back as he avoided a flying kick, bringing the blade across the mans back, before getting upright and throwing the katana through the crowd cutting five badly, and pinning another man to a wooden telephone pole by the bicep, in his hand a pistol. Rushign that way through the hole he made with the thrown katana.
Picking up the gun he would quickly disassemble it, and toss the pieces into the crowd, before ripping the katana out of the man's bicep, then slamming a foot into the man's chest. Though with his extended foot, a blade would cut into his calph. Leon would get upright quickly and raise his katana to block, another man with a knife was on the quick and deadly attack, Leon;s speed being dismantled for running. And strength in his right leg as well.
Blocking the knife, twice, a thrust came in, Leon would catch the wrist with his right hand, though it was also weakened by the cut in the shoulder, the blade going but half an inch into his side, before it stopped completely, Leon would cut the guy's fore arms with the katana, taking the knife, cutting across the guys chest with it, and then throwing it to his left stabbing into another guy's leg.
A two by four swinging to his right, barely getting the katana in the way, stopping the damage, but the force knocked him to the side, only problem being the katana was stuck in the wood now. Twisting quickly and bringing his leg over the two by four and the katana he would kick the guy holding the two by four in the side of the head, pain shooting through his own leg, but the guy dropped the connected weapons, leon would spin it around him like a flail smashign it into two more faces, before it would fly off from smashing into the third.
Leon would put his back to the pole as a fist came in, ducking harshly to the left the fist would slam th ewooden pole, leaving an indentation of four fingers and a thumb, the guy had power, Leon would wait to attack this one, as another kick cam ein, it was smart, a low knee aimed for the mid section on his right side. With his speed and pain tolerence low on his right side he wouldn;t be able to dodge on time, and blockign would hurt more than letting it hit, so. The knee would slam into his side, only to find solid bone. His bone vest was still protecting him, he had knee'd too high, and Leon;s katana slashed his chest twice before he was able to retreat the leg, bringing him down.
He heard it though, the screeching of tires, someone got into a car and was coming for him now. Changing the katana to his right hand he would grab the pole with his left, lifting himself into the air as the car slammed the pole, Leon let go, landing on the hood stabbing through the broken glass and into the left shoulder of the driver. Jumping off the hood he would get into another spin, blood from his wounds would rain down a bit, and once he got close to the ground the katana would start cutting into people, three to be exact, shoulders, chests, and one guy caught the tip across the face.
Leon would land, but he was in pain. Losing blood still, not far off was his weighted coat, but he;d have to fight to get to it.
"Meh."
Leon would roll forward slicing across the shins of the ones coming at him, one, two, three, four. The next two jumped to avoid it, and chased after, staying back from the swings. Standing next to his weighted coat he would watch as a right punch came at him, using his right hand he would throw a punch faster, into the man;s bicep, then with his left fore arm block his left punch, twisting his right wrist a bit to hold the katana covered in blood, to the mans neck, as a threat, before slamming his head into the man's face knocking him down.
"Is this all you have?!"
Leon was in a blood rage now. The smeel, the taste, the feel. It was getting to him, his warrior nature, the blood flowing in and out of him. It was meant for this, it was created to cause such devistation. He felt like he was meant for all fo this. Fighting was all he used to know, and he would go back to it, back to the way he was. No more mister nice Leon.
Another would attack, too slow, Leon shifted quickly and brought the hilt into the back of the head of the attacker, bringing him down, he kept walking, with a limp, another two, one catching a knee in the gut as Leon turned to dodge his punch, the other catchign an elbow in his jaw, the power behind it was inhuman, the look of it was worse, moral was dropping in the enemy quickly, their leaders beginning to worry, sweating bullets. Cursing their luck.
"So this is The Lightning Dragon..."
"I dont think we should of under estimated him."
"YOU ALL ARE FOOLS I'M GETTING THE HELL OUTTA HERE!"
"I'll deal with it."
The guy would step forward getting on top of a vehicle, laying down and holding his rifle up, getting a beat on Leon. Who dodged another punch bringing an uppercut into the fools chin, knocking his body into another and stabbing into that ones leg while they lay on the ground, he pulled the katana out and kept walking.
BANG!
A bullet zipped into and out of Leon's right shoulder, dropping the katana as he fell to a knee. Looking on the ground as the pain was too sudden to feel right away. His eyes saw the knife that he had thrown into a guys leg, and he was there groaning in pain. Leon would grab it with his left hand pulling it out, standing looking where the shot came from. He would throw the knife as hard as he could at th eone on the vehicle, hitting the guy on the top of the shoulder, digging in, out of reaction the man pulled the trigger again shooting randomly into the crowd hitting three.
Leon watched now as even more charged him. How many where there? Leon's smile only returned as the pain began to set in, but there wasnt enough time to care, Leon would raise his hands, since he lacked the strength for grip, it'd probably be hand to hand now, but.
Leon would kick the katana low hitting two in the legs, the others jumping over them, though this time too far away for Leon to kick them all. Leon was taking steps again though, using both hands to block oncomming attacks. A kick coming in Leon lifted it to the point the guy was lifted off his feet, and to the ground, his buddies trampling him as they came into the battle. The Lightning Dragon bringing and elbow around into a chin, a palm strike into another chest, an elbow ontop of the leading thigh of a running man. A low kcik to the side of a knee breaking it inward. Leon felt tired now, sweat missinx with his blood, cuts, and wounds. They where only more scars to add to his repituer.
Bending backwards to avoid a high swung bat he would stomp with his right foot into the man;s wrists to make him drop it, he had to bend even further now to avoide a double clothes line by two, going upright pulling the leg back sending it behind him, bending forward and sending both fists forward he would kick one of the clothes liners and punch two of the oncoming attackers, spinning and hopping he would catch the other close liner in the chin behind him, and another attack from the front.
Bringing his right fist around from the rotation he would throw one hell of a hey maker right hook into the face of another attacker. A right hook catching him spinning him 180 dagrees, reaching up and grabbing the extended arm he would bend it over his shoulder breaking it, he would step backwards throwing an elbow into his gut making him bend over, raising the fist of the same arm into his chin dropping him, another strike to his back and he would throw himself backwards at the person, making contact he would throw his head backwards hitting the guys face. Turning around he would get hit in the gut, just under the protection of the bone vest.
Leon would bend and catch a knee to his face, blood coming from his mouth and nose now, as he would catch the next punch twist the fist and push it back, then yank on it harshly. Dislocation insued and Leon would swing his right leg around slamming into the other arm, with such force it broke at the bicep. The guy dropped to the ground in pain. Slowly still making his way forward, limping, bleeding, a path of destruction behind him, he wasn;t even close to done, anyone who has faught him knew better. You either destroyed Leon, or you lost, period. Cause Leon never gave up in a fight, and would just fight. No matter what.
Another attack hitting him square in the face, causing him to bend back, as he began to bend back upright and forward, his right fist would be brought behind him, sling shot forward into the guy's chest, causing the sternum to crack as the guy was thrown back into two more, Leon would take to the air and stomp on both the men that where knocked over. Breaking a leg and an arm.
Stepping past them he would avoid a triple set of punches, before thrusting his fist into the opponents neck, The blond was like a fighting god. You faught him at your own peril, their number just began to dwindle slowly. They had surrounded him now, but only a few now found the courage to attack him at all, the circle stayed at just enough distance they couldn't be attacked. Everyone was stepping over the injured, yet still no one was dead. Leon was trying very hard not to kill a single opponent.
As a fighter killing someone was easy, a real challange is not killing someone. That was the sign of a professional.
An attack from behind, slamming into the back piece to the bone vest, the impact rocking him, spinning around he would feel another attack, a knee strike to his chest, the bone vest's protection a needed commodity, as Leon would grab the man by the face, and squeeze, lifting him in the air as he walked still. Swinging the man by the face like a flail into two enemies before slamming him to the ground, unconciouse.
Rolling forward avoiding an axe kick, which hit the man he just slammed, he would get to his feet, throwing two elbows behind him into two men that where on the edge of the circle who wheren;t able to move due to the crowd. The one who threw the axe kick came at Leon with a stomp kick, Leon would side step it, as it hit one of his allies in the groin, the guy didn't care though pushing off his friends groin he would throw another kick with the same leg at Leon, which hit under his arm, the protection was still there, as Leon's arm closed over it, twisting harshly to break the ankle, Leon would step forward and smash an open palm into the guy's face.
More limping, the enemies stayed at the side lines for now. Either planning or figuring out how to get away. Leon had gone through already 47% of them, and still going strong.
"Things in here, are about to get alittle.... Shocking."
He'd say as it was time to play with his Qi. This would probably accelerate his own bleeding, but it would help him get this over with faster. Electricity jumping from his right shoulder to his fist in a smooth arc. Another bolt jumping from his left shoulder to his right hip.
This seemed to give them renewed spirit though, which was good, cause that meant the action would kick back up, they charged, a kick catching the back of his knee, as he went down he would bend backwards throwing a punch behind him in a drunken boxing style, an electrical charge, discharging at the moment of impact from his fist causing extra damage, throwing his fists in opposite directions he would catch two more kicks connecting with his fists, the electrical charge making them bounce off, bending down to the blond, who raised his fists quickly into their chins, both doing a backflip and landing on their stomachs, Leon would push off with the leg he was at a knee with, and spin to the opposing side as another axe kick came in.
He would stumble towards the guy throwing a punch, which missed, using the momentum from that punch to spin he would throw another, this time hitting the guy in the chest sending him flying into the crowd, spinning still he would throw two more punches, catching two more guys sending them flying away.
Standing up he would hook his hand around grabbing one of them by the throat with his thumb, index finger and middle finger, and rip it sideways causing the guy to spin, to his right, Leon would send his left in as a hook catching his spin in opposing force, breaking the guys jaw and cheek bone. The guy was sent spinning the other direction and flying.
A punch would come in, The Lightning Dragon would elbow the fist, breaking it with the spear like attack, his fist then extending into the mans face, turning finally to face that direction more, as he would slam both fists into the now limp body sending it hurling into the crowed, hitting two guys harshly.
Leon's right foot would raise harshly putting the toes of his boot into the guys jaw, twisting slightly he would bring the foot down heel catching a shoulder, a burst of electricity causing the extra damage needed. Pushing off the shoulder he would kick to the side catching another across the face.
Another punch landing into his side, this time under the bone vest, making contact with organ. Leon would spin to face him throwing an elbow into the guys face, he stood still, a quick succession of palm strikes with electrical bursts at speed and randomly aimed, would practically destroy him. Finally a double palm strike would send the guy harshly into another, as his ragdoll like body bounced off landing on two more.
Leon would rush towards the crowed arms wide out as he would close line two, bringing his fists together harshly on both sides of another's head, raising his knee to his own chest he would turn and thrust the foot into the guy who would bounce off the front end of a car. Hitting a wall not far off, and bouncing off that to the cement on the ground.
A double axe handle catching him in the back would slam him to his hands and knees. Trying to hold it together Leon would try to push up, finding a kick to the stomach lifting him , twisting with it he would bring a fist up into an upper cut sendign the guy up. Leon would spit blood to the side, his face coveres, his clothes drenched. He was getting exhausted. He was running out of energy. Which wasn't good, he had only gotten just alittle over half of them, bodies numbering around a hundred and thirty five.
Finally one of the boss's showed up, this fucker was huge, blood red hair, large exterior about 8 foot....
"Katashi..."
"Sudeki..."
Welp wasnt that great. Not only had Leon's information been accurate... But it was fucking accurate. This group was led by the Katashi, or maybe it wasnt official, either way it was part of the job.
The immense speed, first observation, as the behemoth was on him in seconds slamming one of those huge fists into his chest, breaking the two front pieces to the bone vest throwing him back like a rag doll, through the wooden telephone pole and into a car, which indented harshly.
Raising a hand up, eyes wide as he gripping the edge of the indentation to pull himself out, his vision was shakey, unfocused. So much pain.... How it thrilled him... It was not fear that gripped him, it was excitement.
Like a flash the huge shadow was over him, reaching in and grabbing him by the neck, lifting him out of his spot. Leon;s hands reached up to the hand around his head, and would charge it, electricuting it to hell. Letting go the behemoth backed off a bit, throwing a stomp kick, Leon ducked backwards under it, but getting caught in the nose as more blood shot from it, sending a punch into the back of the knee charged with electricity did alot of damage, and slowed him down. After Leon got from under the leg, the big guy was distracted long enough for Leon to jump up, and bring a charged elbow down on the big guys head, using that as a base he raised his knee up into his chin. Disorienting him, leon landed again, jumping again, spinning he would bring his left heel around and slam it into the big guys jaw, spinning around he would fall to the ground.
Landing Leon would fall to his knees and then to his hands. Out of breath.
~Damn...~
Looking up he saw more coming, trying to sieze the oppertunity. Leon would wait, they where almost on him before he swept his legs in a complete 360 dagree angle, knocking them all off their feet, Leon would easily get to a standing position first, and go to wailing the shit out of these pee ons. Four going down easily. The others able to get up and fight back, A two by four with nails sticking out of it was swung at him, slammign against his right fore arm, grabbing it with both hands, ripping it from the guys hands as he spun around and slammed it into his back, catching two others on the spin.
Smashing the two by four down on another, and swinging it tot he left, smashing one in the face, to the other side, getting hit int he back, he would spin and smash the two by four in a thrust intot he guy's gut, before lifting it into his chin. Slamming it to the ground he would lift himself up and lift both feet behind him into two chins before he flipped over the two by four and landing on his feet he would bring the two by four over him now and smash two more under it, as it would finally snap in two.
Stumbling off to the left a bit as he found stability, the shaky enviornment made it hard for him to find a center of gravity. Or was it the inability to focus his eyes on something that mad eit seem like the earth was shaking rapidly...
~Either way... There's still about a hundred of them left.~
Taking another step comething made a metalic noise at his feet, looking down his eyes finally landed on a katana.
~That mite come in handy.~
Reaching a hand out shakily it appeared like ti was going further away. Leon started to try and bend his knees slightly, as the katana drifted further down away from his hand. He would narrow his eyes tiredly and growl a bit.
~So tired...~
Leon would fall to his knee's, his eyes closing for a moment. Seeing the life he was leaving behind for this, what he was giving up to go back to the way he was. Peaceful happiness, never having to fight again... A son, two daughters... A loving wife...
STOMP
A foot step on the danmp ground caught his attention as his eyes shot open, focusing once more. His hand had fallen around the hilt, gripping he would raise it quickly smashing it into the thigh of a person charging him, the blade piercing straight through, the tip tapping the ground as it went all the way to the hilt. Standing quickly ripping the blade upward and slashing the guy across his torso from pulling it out, he dropped, Leon swung low slicing into the shins of approaching chargers, taking off feet. Four bodies hitting the ground. Standing up shakily again, he stood there, blood soaked, blood all over the ground, screams of the injured still audible, they didn;t want to fight this beast. Hunched over, Leon unzipped his vest, and let it fall to the ground. Taking the katana and cutting his shirt off he stood straight once more...
Every Scar of the Lightning Dragon visible. The giant X on his chest, the scar around his shoulder and down his right arm, the scars on his back, and abdomen from cuts, stabs, and bullet holes. Three huge slashes across his back from a whip. The cloth was too heavy, as wet as it was, Leon wouldn't be able to carry it.
A downward slash came at him, side stepping quickly twisting the blade around the slashing force so it would keep going and slashing at the now exposed chest of the other katana user. Stabbing the katana to the ground and lifting himself over it he would spin himself extending both legs to catch people in the chins, the sides, some blocking, five unlucky fools dropping.
Pushing off and lifting the blad ewith him he did another spin getting low to the ground he extended all four limbs smashing four people with his fists and feet, and cutting two more with the katana. He was pushing it further than before now, as he hit the ground he would roll and swing the katana low, slicing shins again, before a quick upward slash into a standing position cut across one man's torso diagonally. Five more hitting the ground, blood everywhere. Bending back avoiding a straight jab, grabbing it by the wrist with his right hand and twisting it as he slashed the katana across the mans torso with his left.
Sending a kick back into another ones gut dropping him to his knees, spinning around swinging the katana over the man's head and cutting two more before dropping an elbow like a spear on the guys head. Charging forard now, irgnoring the pain, the fatigue, he began a torrent of slashes as he ran, he was going for the boss's. Fifteen where dropped before Leon was tripped. Skidding to a stop, he would push off with his right hand turning him over, cutting two as he swung the left arm around. A huge chunk of wood was coming down in a swing for his legs, lifting them up quickly Leon would stomp out with them pushing against the log, sliding him away as he slashed three more in his slide.
Rolling over his own head backwards getting to his feet in a crouched position, as he spotted the man lifting the log from the ground, avoiding a high swing from a bat, and slashing the man's legs, he would turn to his other side throwing a kick as he stood straighter into the chin and slashing downwards across the torso, turning again and leaping into the air, locking eye contact with the man with the log as the log was already on its way in a low swing at where he was standing just a second ago, barely getting horizontal in the air fast enough to avoid the log, but not the huge fist that came while he was still in the air, launching him backwards.
Leon smashed against three opponenets with such force they where knocked away, Leon still had the momentum to indent himself in a wall. Rolling out of it with just enough time for the log to smash through the wall where he was. The huge man before him pulling the log out of the wall, Leon wasn't going to give him time to keep swinging, his skin paleing from the blood loss, as he launched himself at the big guy swinging the katana downward ont he fore arm holding the log. Going about half way before it got stuck.
Letting go Leon would charge the knee of the now screaming big guy, throwing his shoulder into it with as much force as he could muster, bringing the big guy down. Jumping on top of the guy he would go to left right combo's into the big guys face. Before he was tackled off. Brought to the ground leon covered his upper body, lifted with his legs pushign the guy forward before slamming his fist pointing his fingers like a duck as it slammed the guys crotch, the guy rolled off, Leon jumped up and bent forward bringing his right leg back, and high into the air, before swinging it forward to kick the guy in the face.
Pain striking hard as Leon fell to a knee, holding himself up with his right hand, as the blood had been trailing down it, running off his fingers onto the ground. Getting back up he looked at the force against him now, his smile growing huge as it was before this whole thing started.
"Heheheheh."
He began laughing. Unsure why, but he pushed himself up, getting on shacky feet. Stumblign a bit as his laugh grew.
"Hahahahahahaa!"
By now this had unsettled everyone else, except for one. They where unsure if they wanted to continue or not. Leon raised hsi right bloody hand to his bruised and beating, bloody face. Placing it over his right eye casually as his laugh grew even louder.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!"
Leon's fists gripped together as he began to stumble forward once more. Laughing continueing as he picked up speed, it was more like controlled falling, trying to keep up with his fall. As he got withing striking distance of the enemy a punch caught him in the lower jaw, as Leont hrew out his elbows catching both in the neck, dropping down and sliding he would end up on his left side, pushing up with his foot and arm as he lifting his right into one's gut, bringing himself high enough to be in a standing position, the guy still on the end of his leg, Leon would kick it to the right slamming two others. Dropping the leg as a close line slammed his head, fliiping him over, landing on his chest.
Beginning to push himself up the guy kicked him in the side, lifting him up, blood spewing from his mouth. Now at his hands and knee's the guy kicked him again, Leon curled around it, bringing a leg up and kicking the guy in the back to push him over, the guy would fall on his stomach and Leon would roll wrapping the leg around and snapping it at the knee.
Getting up slowly he would find himself face to face with soemone. Who simply starred, before walking away, getting on his motor cycle and leaving... If that wasn;y strange enough the others where backing up slowly.
"Hell no. The rest of you stay!"
Leon would throw himself at them throwing his arms out catching two, bursting forward with everything he had left for energy reserves, electricity hitting a few in the crowd, as he began speedy and powerful attacks, dropping ten in this throw down of fists, elbows, and knees.
Turning and headbutting another as he spun around once more bending his head to the side to avoid a punch, blasting an electricifed punch upward into the elbow, breaking the arm, and throwing a push kick intot he guy's chest, slamming him into two others. Leon would run forward with his arms out gathering them up with his reach, pushing all of them back with insane amounts of resolve and power, tapping into all his abilities, slamming them all against a wall and each other, and him, punches being thrown randomly at Leon, as he had managed to gather seven of them.
His hands grasping two by the wrist as he spun around using them as meat flail's against their friends catching them where he could, two down, four, six. He then would release them throwing them into their friends. One hitting just one, the other hitting three. A baseball bat slamming his left arm, breaking it.
"ARGHHH!"
Leon's scream of pain would escape as he threw a headbutt at that guy. Leon took a second to catch his breath from the pain before, raising his knee to block a kick, the guy hit the knee with his shin, which gave the guy pause for pain, as Leon would step forward throing a right punch into that guy's face. Spinning around and bringing his right foot out in a wide arc he would catch four more across the chin.
Those four where standing in front of... The boss. Leon was barely standing now, his breathing was hard, he was broken, bleeding, and couldn;t hear anything. His eyes where focused, but his vision was becoming blurry. This guy stood there, he was obviousely not a Katashi, which meant those last two where just hired muscle. He stood at six foot, built well, toned, not too bulky, which meant he was probably fast, adn could take a hit by the looks of him. His eyes where green and hsi hair was brown... He reminded Leon of someone. He just couldn;t place it, those where the only features he could make out with the way his vision was going.
"... I completely under estimated you, Leon, The Lightning Dragon."
The man began speaking instead of fighting. Leon felt he could take advantage, catch a quick breath and catch him monologing... Maybe.
"Very foolish... If you know who.... I am..."
"I also knew you had been gone for a long time, you may have been rusty, or out of practice, but I never would of imagined you'd be able to do this."
Yup, Leon could catch him, these few seconds gave him time to clear his vision. The pain was so immense.... He wasn;t sure he could take this guy.
"So, after fighting my entire gang of two hundred and fifty people.... My two enforcers, you expect to beat me?"
Leon smirked again, a small chuckle, barely a simple.
"Heh.... Thats the plan."
The other guy grinned as well. That wasn't good.
He charged... No he vanished, he was fast, he saw the guy as if he had reappeared slamming a right hook into the side of his face, the outline of the person was blurry, as if still in motion, but Leon knew one thing, his last attack would be his trump card, the claw hit home, the guy was toned, which meant his fingers slid between the muscles easily, his momentum gave Leon power into the guy's solar plexus. Leon gripped and twisted his wrist harshly, Leon knew his jaw was broken, but he wasn;t going to stop here, as he pushed into the guy, ripping his abdomen to shreds internally, the abdomenal wall callapsing, the guy would be dropped to his knees from pain, and the lack of strength to his diaphram was like drowning. Yet you got enough air to live.
Leon fell backwards to the ground, in a pool of his own blood. Drifting between conciouseness and unconciouseness. There would be no walking away from this one. He would simply lay here until it was reported to the police or what have you... Or he died from blood loss. He didn;t care at this point... It was over.
