Post by Caulifro Angula on Oct 21, 2016 5:40:31 GMT
Crash, bang.
Heavy breathing and loud yelling came from the one child in the dojo as they attacked the punching bags with swift movement. They kept their form, every hit being placed correctly, while a man with an exceedingly noticeable fashion choice sat in a chair in the corner.
'' $10,000.00 Zeni to be fully operational. . ? You're pulling my leg. . . ''
The man tapped the papers on the counter, with a deep sigh. Though usually this man would be procrastinating by staring outside the window, he decided he needed to pay his dues.
It was his grand father's dojo after all, and he's not around to give him a pick me up.
'' Naturally. . . ''
'' Drewe! '' A squeaky voice from across the room shouted.
It was the boy, looking to be the age of at least 13 at most. He was fairly skinny, but still had some muscle mass growing on him. Sweat poured from his scalp and down his neck, his expression lit up as he stared at the clock and back at the dawdling owner.
'' It's finally time! Please show me now! ''
'' Alright Futo, alright. But are you sure you're ready? ''
The man towered the little boy with a smirk on his lips. The boy jumped at the opportunity to the ability his master was going to teach him. The boy then nodded, his face lightening up like it was Christmas day.
The two wandered to the middle of the dojo, Drewe took off his suit and tie, and slipped off his shoes. He then turned his attention at the boy who was quietly waiting for him.
'' Alright, now listen closel- ''
A loud slam came from the door near the entrance, three ratty looking teens entered the premises.
They had wide grins on their faces, showing off all sorts of tattoos that looked like dragons, also boasting very noticeable headbands on different places on each one. The left one had a ripped leather jacket with a gi underneath it. The one on the left sported a buckle across his shoulder, not wearing any kind of shirt underneath. He also had shorts and no shoes on.
The middle one was assumed to be the leader, as all their headbands had certain numbers on them. The right one which had #43, the left one having #22 and the middle one having #9
The middle one then announced in a loud voice of their arrival.
'' We are the Wild Fire gang! And we declare this 'lil dojo ours! ''
The boy's eyes widened, while Drewe had a skeptical face plastered onto him.
'' Wild what. . ? ''
'' Yeah, y'better be scared! '' said the left one followed by an unnerving chuckle.
'' We've mastered the arts of ki manipulation. '' Said the right one with a more serious tone and attitude.
Before Drewe could say anything, radiating, colorful auras appeared around the three.
While the little boy was quivering with fear, Drewe didn't seem amused.
'' T-t-the Wild Fire gang?! O-one of the most notorious gang in East city! ''
'' 'ey look boss, this kid gets it. . ! '' Said the scrawny one as he hopped over to the kids side.
'' Hey at least y'did your homework! ''
Without warning, the man then hit the boy in the stomach at full force. The boy flew into the far wall, falling to the ground with a loud thud.
Drewe's eyes widened at the sight of this, his head turning to the scrawny looking one.
'' Alright, it's your turn; suit. . ''
The scrawny man slowly turned his head towards Drewe, suddenly receiving an unnerving feeling as Drewe stared at him. His ice cold stare made the man go into a cold sweat.
A strange purple aura emitted from Drewe, his face changed from calm and collected, to a scary, soul ripping look.
'' It's not nice to spar others without permission. . ''
The man gawked as a foot came in contact with the right side of his face. Instead of crashing into the wall, he crashed THROUGH it; turning the tremor into a hole in the wall.
The leader gritted his teeth, while the one on the right stepped forth.
'' Apologies, it was rude of me to lash out like that. . ''
Drewe chuckled, stomping his foot onto the ground. The man with the leather jacket lurched forward towards drewe, yelling as he whacked his foot into Drewe.
Drewe blocked it, while the man visually stressed started rushing him with punches and kicks.
He fell to the floor as Drewe sucker punched him in the face, followed by a swift elbow into his stomach.
The leader then shouted, rushing towards Drewe.
'' Alright, I've had enough of this! ''
A large beam of light appeared from the leader's hand, he lurched his arm back, staring right at Drewe.
'' Eat this! Dragon blitz! ''
A ki blast was shot in Drewe's general direction, which then split when near Drewe. 2 of the shots hit him, whilst the others hit the equipment in the dojo.
Drewe grunted as the two came in contact with him, spitting onto the floor.
'' That's gonna be hard to explain to the carpenter. . Also, this guy's pretty strong. . Guess I gotta end this quickly. '' Drewe said as he inspected the damage.
The leader suddenly appeared in front of Drewe at light speed, proceeding to rush him with kicks and punches that didn't miss.
While Drewe was physically damaged, he still had the time to dodge the last final strike, then proceeding to hit the man in the stomach.
The leader lurched back, obviously angry.
He then launched a series of ki blasts towards Drewe. Drewe didn't seem harmed by these little blasts of ki though, so he walked straight ahead at the leader.
The distressed leader looked for his team mates, one through the wall while the other on the floor. He then questioned Drewe with a frightened look scarred on his face.
'' W-what the hell are you?! ''
'' Just a guy who owns a dojo. ''
His fist seemed to gleam with a strange light, then proceeding to hit the leader directly in the cheek.
He was knocked outside, piled with his other friends far away from the dojo.
The dojo was quiet again, the sounds of birds tweeting outside and wind gusting through the windows.
Drewe dusted the rubble off Futo, bandaging him up whilst calling a carpenter on his phone simultaneously.
'' So, want me to teach you that thing when you've healed? ''
The kid looked out the window above Drewe's counter.
'' Maybe give it a couple of years. . ''
Heavy breathing and loud yelling came from the one child in the dojo as they attacked the punching bags with swift movement. They kept their form, every hit being placed correctly, while a man with an exceedingly noticeable fashion choice sat in a chair in the corner.
'' $10,000.00 Zeni to be fully operational. . ? You're pulling my leg. . . ''
The man tapped the papers on the counter, with a deep sigh. Though usually this man would be procrastinating by staring outside the window, he decided he needed to pay his dues.
It was his grand father's dojo after all, and he's not around to give him a pick me up.
'' Naturally. . . ''
'' Drewe! '' A squeaky voice from across the room shouted.
It was the boy, looking to be the age of at least 13 at most. He was fairly skinny, but still had some muscle mass growing on him. Sweat poured from his scalp and down his neck, his expression lit up as he stared at the clock and back at the dawdling owner.
'' It's finally time! Please show me now! ''
'' Alright Futo, alright. But are you sure you're ready? ''
The man towered the little boy with a smirk on his lips. The boy jumped at the opportunity to the ability his master was going to teach him. The boy then nodded, his face lightening up like it was Christmas day.
The two wandered to the middle of the dojo, Drewe took off his suit and tie, and slipped off his shoes. He then turned his attention at the boy who was quietly waiting for him.
'' Alright, now listen closel- ''
A loud slam came from the door near the entrance, three ratty looking teens entered the premises.
They had wide grins on their faces, showing off all sorts of tattoos that looked like dragons, also boasting very noticeable headbands on different places on each one. The left one had a ripped leather jacket with a gi underneath it. The one on the left sported a buckle across his shoulder, not wearing any kind of shirt underneath. He also had shorts and no shoes on.
The middle one was assumed to be the leader, as all their headbands had certain numbers on them. The right one which had #43, the left one having #22 and the middle one having #9
The middle one then announced in a loud voice of their arrival.
'' We are the Wild Fire gang! And we declare this 'lil dojo ours! ''
The boy's eyes widened, while Drewe had a skeptical face plastered onto him.
'' Wild what. . ? ''
'' Yeah, y'better be scared! '' said the left one followed by an unnerving chuckle.
'' We've mastered the arts of ki manipulation. '' Said the right one with a more serious tone and attitude.
Before Drewe could say anything, radiating, colorful auras appeared around the three.
While the little boy was quivering with fear, Drewe didn't seem amused.
'' T-t-the Wild Fire gang?! O-one of the most notorious gang in East city! ''
'' 'ey look boss, this kid gets it. . ! '' Said the scrawny one as he hopped over to the kids side.
'' Hey at least y'did your homework! ''
Without warning, the man then hit the boy in the stomach at full force. The boy flew into the far wall, falling to the ground with a loud thud.
Drewe's eyes widened at the sight of this, his head turning to the scrawny looking one.
'' Alright, it's your turn; suit. . ''
The scrawny man slowly turned his head towards Drewe, suddenly receiving an unnerving feeling as Drewe stared at him. His ice cold stare made the man go into a cold sweat.
A strange purple aura emitted from Drewe, his face changed from calm and collected, to a scary, soul ripping look.
'' It's not nice to spar others without permission. . ''
The man gawked as a foot came in contact with the right side of his face. Instead of crashing into the wall, he crashed THROUGH it; turning the tremor into a hole in the wall.
The leader gritted his teeth, while the one on the right stepped forth.
'' Apologies, it was rude of me to lash out like that. . ''
Drewe chuckled, stomping his foot onto the ground. The man with the leather jacket lurched forward towards drewe, yelling as he whacked his foot into Drewe.
Drewe blocked it, while the man visually stressed started rushing him with punches and kicks.
He fell to the floor as Drewe sucker punched him in the face, followed by a swift elbow into his stomach.
The leader then shouted, rushing towards Drewe.
'' Alright, I've had enough of this! ''
A large beam of light appeared from the leader's hand, he lurched his arm back, staring right at Drewe.
'' Eat this! Dragon blitz! ''
A ki blast was shot in Drewe's general direction, which then split when near Drewe. 2 of the shots hit him, whilst the others hit the equipment in the dojo.
Drewe grunted as the two came in contact with him, spitting onto the floor.
'' That's gonna be hard to explain to the carpenter. . Also, this guy's pretty strong. . Guess I gotta end this quickly. '' Drewe said as he inspected the damage.
The leader suddenly appeared in front of Drewe at light speed, proceeding to rush him with kicks and punches that didn't miss.
While Drewe was physically damaged, he still had the time to dodge the last final strike, then proceeding to hit the man in the stomach.
The leader lurched back, obviously angry.
He then launched a series of ki blasts towards Drewe. Drewe didn't seem harmed by these little blasts of ki though, so he walked straight ahead at the leader.
The distressed leader looked for his team mates, one through the wall while the other on the floor. He then questioned Drewe with a frightened look scarred on his face.
'' W-what the hell are you?! ''
'' Just a guy who owns a dojo. ''
His fist seemed to gleam with a strange light, then proceeding to hit the leader directly in the cheek.
He was knocked outside, piled with his other friends far away from the dojo.
The dojo was quiet again, the sounds of birds tweeting outside and wind gusting through the windows.
Drewe dusted the rubble off Futo, bandaging him up whilst calling a carpenter on his phone simultaneously.
'' So, want me to teach you that thing when you've healed? ''
The kid looked out the window above Drewe's counter.
'' Maybe give it a couple of years. . ''