Clink.

[Mitsuki Park]

OOC: "Korean speech"

During School, Courtyard, 12:24 p.m.

"Mitsuki Park... Where is fuck is she?"

During School, Courtyard, 12:31 p.m.

Students came, asking for Mitsuki to go to the courtyard right away, panic rising in their voices. Another trouble maker; not surprised, really. This was started to turn into a routine. If she didn't run into trouble, than other students did, and those who were smart either tried to stop the fight, or ran to get help from a pillar or a teacher. In this case, Mitsuki seemed to be the closest one in the area; either that, or the trouble maker specifically asked for Mitsuki to fight for the title; and if he/she wanted it, then they'd have to be the one to take initiative and attack. Once arrived, the trouble makers back was turned toward her. No surprise...probably too busy having his own little fun. He? Yes; a male.

"Stop."

Her voice stern, and as she watched the guy stop, she could almost feel him smirking. Her eyes blinking emotionless once, before giving an audible sigh. Though...once the guy turned around, she immediately recognized him: Not as a student from 259, but suppose, an "old" friend.

Frozen.

Is this what fear is like? Unable to breathe, unable to move, completely stuck in this one spot. She glared at him, giving off a strange, dark aura. It was weird - this girl who is usually so impassive, so uncaring, turned ice cold the second she saw the guy. He was no student from 259, but the answer was obvious of what he wanted. The answer was oh-so-obvious.

"It's been a while, Mitsuki..."[/color]

She watched as he dropped the limp body onto the ground, her eyes narrowed as her hands turned into tight fists. Was she ready for this? Was she ready to face him? How did he find her so soon? Did Andrew tell him? Does Reita know? Questions raced through her mind, though, it wasn't the right time to have them. She had to face someone in particular now, someone she extremely disliked. Not only that, but he, in turn, had a strong hatred toward her.

"Don't give me that glare... I'm your elder.. Why don't you give me some respect?"[/color]

A chuckle escaped his lips. Though Mitsuki's face showed no sign of obvious anger or fear, the aura was still there, and her hands were still in fists. Black pupils staring directly into his; Mitsuki had yet to say a word ever since this man turned around - he had an aura of great power - something that would take her weeks of non-stop training to reach. Maybe even months, or years. Did she really have a choice but to fight him now? No - he probably wanted to end this today. Her eyes stared blankly at him, and he was disappointed to see no expression on her face. Oh the memories...the memories...

He chuckled again, forcefully, before walking a bit in Mitsuki's direction, a look of attack on his face. However, instead of attacking her, he grabbed a nearby student and started smashing in his face. One thing Mitsuki was sure to catch, was that smirk on his lips. The smirk she always wanted to cut off with a razor blade. The smirk back then, which she was able to smash into his face so easily...so easily. She knew exactly what he meant by the smirk, he obviously wanted her to stop him, and that's exactly what she was going to do.

She rushed him, and aimed a simple side-kick toward his waist, which she was able to connect. Though, she knew that he saw her coming - it confused her. Why didn't he do anything? She looked down at the boy and stepped around him, before looking off at another student and motioning for him to take him away. By the time she looked back at the boy, something solid slammed right into her gut - his foot. How the hell did he get so quiet? Sliding back a few feet, she didn't even wait for herself to recover. She sent a jab toward his Adam's apple, which connected, and nothing more. After that, she would back away a couple of feet to give her some time to recover. Why? Because she would need every chance to recover when it came to facing him. She may have beaten him once, though she wasn't so confident for a second time.

"If you want to do this, then let's finish it after school."

"Do we have to? I missed you so much!"

Of course, she felt several other "aura's" as well - Brian Chang was not alone.

He bought his whole fucking gang with him.

"Are you that much of a wimp that you need backup to take me down?"

"Nah, just wanted to make sure I get my job done, y'know? But I think it might be messy.. Sorry 'bout your kids. Let's hang out after school, yeah? I'm eager to get things started... Oh, and don't bother about calling your brother. You won't believe the surprise I got him.. Let's meet at the beach, bitch."

Refrain. From. Killing.

After School, Beach, 3:57 p.m.

She wasn't sure if she'd make it to training that day. Not sure. She wasn't even 100% positive that she'll walk out of here in once piece - not even sure if she'll be able to walk out at all. Perhaps it was foolish for Mitsuki to come out onto a secluded part of the beach? She knew that Brian wouldn't use his gang on her - that's just not how he worked. She did know, however, that Brian would not even hesitate to use his little mercenaries on her - it would be a last resort. Though, if his mercenaries were anything like the ones long ago, they wouldn't follow an order if it wasn't literally spoken.

Hopefully...it was still the same.

OOC: Character development - wanted to start this part before she hit Sophomore year. You can join if you want, just know that the mercenaries will be at least a little difficult; there are probably 15 with him on the beach. If you join and you attack, don't attack the main guy - he'll be revealed later on, if I haven't already typed in his name accidentally. >_>... Also, keep in note that this is a character development thread.. If you're going to post, I'd like a PM so that I know who to wait for. If not, then I'll just keep this going. xD

Edit: Kay, I noticed that I skipped a lot of parts to this character developement thread than I should have, like the speech between Mitsuki and the guy, but I have an excuse (yeah, yeah, excuses, excuses...). I think I caught the cold from my brother, so yeah. Anywho, yeah, it may be a long post, but it's a crap post =( Please bare with me on spelling mistakes too. Computer is being laggy whenever I hit the spell check button..

[valekin]

(Mine auto-spellchecks. ;p)

Today, Valekin had engagements at the beach. By engagements I mean he had to drown someone. This would explain how exactly he stumbled upon his student, her enemy, and his gang. Of course, maybe I should back-track a little?

It wasn't just anyone that he had to drown today. It was the lovely person who owned the deed to his factory. Americans and their deeds. Well he was going to get the deed see? By any means necessary. So he set up a meeting, and then kidnapped the guy. Gagged him, and brought him to the most secluded part of the beach. Which wasn't too secluded obviously.

Anyway, he stopped the car, and walked around to the passenger's side, and threw him out of the car, over the railing and down onto the beach. Beats having to carry the guy down to the beach. Sand gives way to tugs, concrete does. Too much friction. This implies what he did next. Drag the man, by his hair, down to the water, then ungagged him.

"Will you give me the deed now?"

"Fuck YOU!"

"Wrong answer!"

Hye ha ha ha ha ha ha!

He took the man's head, forced the mouth open with his own hands, and shoved him into the first oncoming wave. By then one of these so called gangsters had come up to him. Probably to inquire why he was at the beach. Valekin was busy drowning the man that actually owned his factory.

"How about now?"

Gurgglegurcoughgurgggglllegggllelgeggeeeggllgcough!

"I'm sorry you didn't make any sense."

Back to drowning! This is when the gangster tapped our busy maniac on the shoulder, as to inquire what he was doing, why, and if he was going to leave anytime soon.

"Hey--"

"I'm busy, can't you see I'm busy? If you want to drown next, get in line."

That pissed the poor kid off, and that poor kid threw a piss-poor punch to the back of his head. Of course it hit, Valekin wasn't paying attention exactly. He was interrogating.... a prisoner. Of course, now he turned around and decked the boy with a hook to his neck. The kid writhed on the ground, coughing up blood and trying to get air through his broken trachea. Don't bother Vale when he's drowning someone, ok?

Hye ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

The ruckuss would.. of course draw some attention from the kid's fellow gang members. Stick together like a brotherhood, get buried together like family. That's the way it usually goes.

"Want to give me the deed now?"

Cough! "Yes!!" Cough ghurghllghhurhghhhnnnncough.

"Where is it?"

coughgurhgghhgurhghhlrughrughhgghhhghuughguughh

"Sorry.. didn't catch that."

"Second floor.." Coughgurhgu "The safe in the office..."

[Mitsuki Park]

"Miiiitsukiiii~"

....

Now that she thought about it, this guy sure did change a lot over the years. He was hostile back then; would cuss a lot, but now? He seemed more...er...less mature. He laughed ten times more than he usually did, and the killer look in his eyes were a bit..different. He freaked her out, but then again, that isn't anything entirely new.

After a couple seconds of mere silence, he attacked.

---

"Hoy... Look'it this hot shot. Boss said not to let anyone on this part of the beach. He took down one'uv us... What should we do to him?"

Now the person who stated this said it in a loud tone, definitely loud enough for Valekin to hear. He chuckled, turning slightly to look at a couple of the other guys who laughed with him. Because they were in a group, and out numbered him fourteen to one, they didn't consider him a potential threat. Though they saw what they did to their fellow comrade, and was "sad" over the loss, they knew that their job came before anything, including their own lives. It was just a code they lived for - that, and they could never disobey their leader. It was just unthinkable.

"I don't know...maybe we should torture him the same way he's torturin' the old geezer."

Laughs, again. Nothing special, really. Although they were laughing, they had this tiny bit of fear in them. However, because the person next to them was laughing heartily, they did the same.

---

Dodge...step forward...turn...jab....block...[/color]

He was fast. Period. Mitsuki had a hard time keeping up, but so far, she managed to dodge or block all possible attacks he's thrown at her; not easy, but she managed. Not only that, but as time fast by, Mitsuki swore that he was twice as fast as when they first started; she knew she wasn't slowing down...then how the hell is he speeding up? Was this his way of saying surprise? Not only that, but when his moves were blocked, they hurt quite a bit, which made her wonder; if his moves actually connected, how much damage would be inflicted? How badly would she be hurt?

Focus, Mitsuki. Attack..now. Open spot, upper chest...palm strike.[/color]

Hit.

He staggered.

"Bitch..."

He muttered, quickly recovering and aiming a direct kick towards her gut. Eyes slightly widened when she felt a sharp pang in her stomach region - the place where she got hurt the most - praying that there would be no internal damage. Sliding back a couple of feet, she looked up only to have a fist flying her way. She ducked, his attack missing her completely, and aimed a punch towards his upper chest. She aimed for his trachea, however he noticed where she was aiming at, and was able to dodge her direct attack.

Too fast...

[valekin]

In a moment, a hollow crack would sound. Valekin had broken the man's neck with just one hand. The poor guy shouldn't have tried to one-up him. People usually fall prey to his brutality when they try to make themselves better than he is. Equal? Alright, he can handle that. But better than him? That was pushing it. That was provoking him. That was asking to be flayed and eaten alive.

One on Fourteen?

He almost felt sympathy for them. Fourteen untrained gangsters, all against him. They'd be sorry later, if any of them lived. Unlike a few years ago, he primarily killed his enemies. Instead of letting them recover and come back to fight him again. That wasn't how he did things now.

Hye ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

There was a point he liked to make when anyone fought him, that gravity was a law. And that you are to only use it for your advantage. Such an advantage would be a surprise attack. No one in a group expects that they will be attacked, but they suspect that someone will be attacked, just not them. Valekin flew through the air like a bird of prey. His namesake.

Falcon.

His legs were curled underneath him, and he landed on one of the gangster's shoulders. His shins broke the boy's clavicles, and with a vise grip on the gangster's head between his legs, he twisted his torso, thus a sharp jerk of the boy's head. A loud crack followed, and Vale followed through the momentum, and brought the body down to the sand so that the blood leaking out of the boy's mouth would stain it red.

As he bolted into a straight posture, he bared his teeth. His fingers curled into a clawlike position. He was ready to rip the flesh off of the first one that wanted revenge.

[Mitsuki Park]

"Come on, Mitsu... Don't tell me that this is all you got?"

Wide grin spread on he waited for her next attack. Not going to happen; she waited, ignoring the commotion going on with his comrades. He very well knew that her specialty was defending herself, so he was doing everything in his power to make her the one to attack him. However, he also knew how stubborn she could be, so for all he knew, if he held up, they would be in a stand-off for the longest time, and time was not something he had. He was to go to a meeting later tonight, so he had to dispose of her body after he killed her - if he killed her. He stared at her for a minute, before looking over at his men, who were all a couple feet away from a guy. His eyes landed towards the ground, where his men lay. Dead. Pupils narrowed, he clenched his jaw and tightened his fist; Mitsuki, however, kept her eyes on him.

"He better be disposed before I'm finished with her.."

He shouted, very much knowing that Mitsuki wouldn't attack while he wasn't paying attention. She knew better than that; he was always paying attention. If she moved from her spot, he'd whip out right back at her. Heh. Smirk grew on his face as he turned to look at Mitsuki. He was going to taunt her.

"Y'know... Makes me wonder what would happen if your broth-"

"Shut up."

She never really did understand why this guy spoke so much during a fight. His smirk.. She wanted to cut that smirk off of his face, but she wouldn't let her anger take her over. Instead, she braced herself for his attack, because she knew that she wouldn't be the one taking initiative. He came forward, dashing off forward - she saw his right hand come forward, and she stepped off to the side, letting his attack miss completely, and she countered with a kick to his side....

"Gotcha."

He grabbed it. Not giving him a chance to do anything more, she jumped up on her free foot and aimed a solid kick right under the neck to make him let go and stagger. Once she hit the ground, she rushed him, and aimed a punch right at his jaw...but he grabbed her arm, and pulled her towards him, violating her personal space. With her free elbow, she would knock him in the gut, but his grip on her arm remained. His smirk remained on his face as he pulled out a knife with his other hand. There was no panic on her face however, she remained calm. Did Teacher ever tell her how to disarm someone with a knife? No... Shouldn't be that hard though, right?

"Heh...why am I not surprised.."

With her free hand, she aimed at a vital pressure point at his wrist, striking with much force. He let go, and shook his wrist, wriggling it around. Not paralyzed? Not good.

As for the gangsters, they would advance on him two by two, using combonation moves they learned. Those who's partners were already dead would have to rely only on their own strength and wits.

[valekin]

"PLAY TIME KIDDIES!"

Hye ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

The gangsters advanced on him in pairs. One of the ones that had no partner anymore leaped forward and tried to take him down with a punch. Valekin caught him by the neck holding the kid's throat in his hand. The punch falling too short to hurt anything other than microscopic organisms. His claws dug into his neck, and blood first sprayed out of a severed carotid artery, then gushed.

The blood sprayed out in an arch as the body was thrown into an oncoming pair. One gangster behind him grabbed his right arm, another tried to grab his left arm, but the Serb had already drawn his knife with that arm, and pivoted. Standing behind the gangster that was holding him, sinking the weapon into his spinal column. The kid was now paralyzed, and probably going to die soon. The knife was sheathed, and that body was thrown at another pair that was advancing on him. Knocking one of them out. How many were dead or dying now? Four? Five? He wasn't counting, he was enjoying himself.

"Come for me! I'm the big bad wolf you see! I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll throw you into the sea!"

Hye ha ha ha ha

[Mitsuki Park]

What the he-[/color]

"Hands up, beautiful."

She stood absolutely still, the knife held up to her chin, slowly lifting her hands in the air. He pressed the blade against her skin, and pushed her forward; it all happened so fast. How'd he manage to get behind her? She stepped slowly with him, not wanting to go too fast and accidentally cut her own head off. He was walking towards his men, because it seemed that he noticed they were getting killed one by one. Of course, when she saw Teacher, her pupils slightly narrowed, but gave off no hint that she knew him. He wasn't supposed to know who she was outside of practice, so she wouldn't let him know. She looked different, but at the same time, if he was observant, he'd notice a few similarities. Because they were always inside, in the dark, her hair looked almost black. Outside, in the sun, it looked as if her hair had a reddish, orangish like tint. She had no glasses on, and a hospital mask covered the bottom half of her face.

"Stop f-cking around and go get the car!"

One of his men began sprinting as fast as his legs would carry him - in the sand. She looked away from Teacher and gave a mental sigh; how did he get involved in this?

While he was speaking, it seemed that he had forgotten about her momentarily, so his grip around her waist had loosened slightly. Given that moment, she immediately elbowed him in the gut and with her other hand she grabbed the hand that had the knife in it and pressed her fingers at his wrist - pressure points, again - causing him to let go. She turned around and faced him, and then punched him square in the nose.

And that's when her cell phone rang. Noooot good.

"Aw, d-mn, you broke my nose!"

"That was the whole point, dumb-ss."

As you can tell, Mitsuki was not a happy camper. She was always A) emotionally dead, or B) angry. And so she did what any angered teenage woman would do. Kick him where it hurts. Of course, he saw it coming, and dodged it, but she managed to get his leg in the process. She knew what he was thinking. Probably something along the lines of: "Should've killed the b-tch on the spot".

Note that the knife is still in the sand, closer to Mitsuki than Brian, and her cell phone is still ringing.

Dum, dum, dum...

[valekin]

Valekin broke away from the group, and chased down the gangster that was running to get the car. He took no prisoners, and he let none get away if he could help it. Ever. Valekin dashed, quickly gaining ground over the youngster before over taking him. He stuck his leg out from behind to trip him up. The boy fell to the sand face first. The others were trying to catch up still.

"You can't escape child, that just makes me go wild."

"N-no.. please... no!"

Valekin picked him up, and lifted him over his head. One hand was just above the kid's groin, between his legs. The other was on his right shoulder. With his claws he dug deep, and blood wellled up. Then with his arms he forced the kid into a bow, and with a sickening crack.. broke his back. Then dropped him onto his knee at the break point, and severed the spinal cord. The kid's eyes were empty... no life was left where it should have been.

"Who's next? Is it you?!"

A gangster that was closing in knew true fear when Valekin had drawn the Falcon blade, and slashed him. The maniac had cut him deep, the arc was from his lower back, up to the left, across the boy's chest. It cut through the ribs, and scraped the heart and right lung. He wouldn't last much longer.

Shink!

The weapon was once again sheathed.

Only a few gangster's remained.

[Mitsuki Park]

Screams finally caught the attention of the both of them as they looked over at the commotion. Mitsuki had finally realized that a stranger that was attacking them was no stranger - he was Teacher. She could hear Brian muttering profanity left and right, unstingingly, non-stop. It was no surprise that Brian was concerned for his gang members. They were a part of his "family"; she knew that he had more from where ever he had come from, but at the same time, she also simply just knew that some of the members of the gang were close to him. Brian was going to attack Teacher; she could tell simply by the way he was speaking to himself. She looked over at him, and aimed a simple snap kick at his stomach to make him realize that this battle was with her and not him. That, and because she didn't want Brian to die. As much as she disliked him, she wouldn't be able to bear the guilt of knowing that he would've died, and that she had the chance to stop him.

"Mitsu... Do you know what it's like to lose someone close to you..?"

She mentally scowled; he was trying to win over her sympathy. She knew what it was like, losing Andrew, and he was comparing his situation with hers. His eyes shook- no, his whole body shook with anger. This was the side that Mitsuki hoped she wouldn't see, for she saw this side only once, and that was when Mitsuki had beaten him, because he's the one who killed the certain someone, of whom Mitsuki once loved. Did she still love him? She didn't know - it was uncertain.

"Remember the anger you felt when I supposedly killed your beloved Andrew?"[/color]

She hated to admit it, but she did. She remembered adrenaline running through her, as if she had the power to do anything and that no one could get in her way. She hoped desperately that this wasn't what Brian was feeling. Desperately hoped.

"...Brian Chang... This battle was originally between you and me. You had no need to bring your gang."

He grabbed her by the collar and shook her violently for a quick second before holding her still. She didn't fight back, she knew what he was feeling; he would have his way for the moment.

"You... If it weren't for you I wouldn't be here.."

He threw her onto the sand; she would start defending herself, now that she got his attention. [/color]

[valekin]

There were somewhere around two or three left. He couldn't see behind himself after all. But he could feel that there were people behind him. One had the nads to rush him while he was looking in a different direction. Surprise attack punch to the kidneys. Another boy pulled a knife and moved in to stab Valekin. The Serb decked the boy that punched him in the kidney with two quick jabs to the face. Turning his nose into pulp.


Shk... drip... drip....

The boy that put the knife in his spleen backed away, and left the weapon in his body, expecting Valekin to fall to his knees and die. Yet he didn't.

His fingers wrapped around the hilt of the weapon.

He pulled on it....

It came out...

Black fire spewed from the wound, and it began to close as his sick looking blood poured onto the sand. The blood on his knife made him focus... it was his blood. His life's blood. That lovely liquid that ran all his bells and whistles. You keep what you hurt.... Valekin spun around and threw the weapon. It landed right between the eyes of the boy that stabbed him.

The last gangster got to throw a punch before his life would be ended. Vale moved out of the way of the punch, leaning back. His left hand caught the fist, and pulled the kid so that his head would meet Valekin's oncoming right fist. With him slightly concussed, Valekin twisted his arm behind his back, and ripped it out of it's socket by bracing the boy down with his right leg, and pulling. A sick crack as ligaments, and tendons, and muscles, and bones were torn and fractured. He dropped the limb, and stomped on the kid's head a few times. Spilling his brains all over the sand.

"You're the last man standing, Kiddo. Take pride in that. Скажите ваши молитвы, и возможно бога принесет вас к раю."

Say your prayers, and maybe God will bring you to heaven...

Valekin kneeled over the boy that was trying to crawl away, bleeding heavily from the nose. He pushed his head into the sand, then lifted him off the ground. Vale tilted the kid's head toward the sky, so that his prayers would reach God that much more quickly. With his free hand he unsheathed the Falcon blade. And buried it in the Abdominal Aorta, the sweet spot, fourth lumbar down. What a gusher.

The kid bled out before Valekin let him drop to the sand.

"Pathetic."

[Mitsuki Park]

She didn't have any time to think; like a beast, he launched himself at her, but something stood between the two of them. Something sharp was in-between them, and because he was moving too fast, she couldn't avoid the situation.

..how did this happen?[/color]

"AHHhhhh.."

He shouted in pain for a brief moment, because it was not her who got stabbed by a sharp object, but him. Wide in eyes, her mind froze for the time being. She was flat on her back, his fists beside her head as he struggled from keeping himself from collapsing on her. There was a look of pain in him, and it took her a minute to realize that her hand was still holding on tightly on the handle of the knife, shaking. He pushed himself off her, which caused the knife to slide out, because her hand was still around the handle, allowing the blood to escape and land on her. Half a second later, she threw the knife to the side, and stared at the blood on her hands.

..what did I do..?....![/color]

Turning her attention to Brian, she rushed to his side and pressed her palm tightly against his wound, apologizing repeatedly. Ha, silly her; apologies won't make his wound heal.

"I'm--"

"--If anything...it should be..ah..me apologizing..."

She knew he was freaking out, he just wasn't showing it. The hand that wasn't pressing against his palm was shaking slightly, though Mitsuki had not noticed it. She thought that for a girl who had just stabbed someone, she was relatively calm.

"I'll call the ambu--"

"Why aren't you killing me? You know if you let me live, I'll kill you."

That part was true, but Mitsuki is no killer. And besides, she knew he would be hesitant next time he tries to kill her, and that hesitation will be the key for allowing her to escape death.

"Go."

She let go of him and stood up, stepping off to the side.

"Let's not meet again."

It was for self-defense.. You stabbed him because you couldn't do anything else--

But you could've. You could've avoided it. Even if he landed on you--

You don't know what would've happened. For all you know he could've clawed out your eyes--

But you'll never really know for sure. The best thing to do is to move on, and tell yourself that it was for self-defense.[/color]

OOC: No, she does not have a double personality.