Yu Yu Hakusho!!! Spirits Amok! (A Spirit Detective RP!) Chapter 3: Genkai's Training.
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Damien looked ahead to Jack. "Damn, that karate crap does wonders fer yer speed." Damien then looked at Jack, to the bus, then back to Jack. "It don't really matter if I trust ya or not, does it? Jason's life's in danger, so 'urry up 'n do whatever you're gonna do!" Damien looked back at the other two, who were starting to get far behind. "Dammit, hurry up! Catch the bus! Catch the bus! Jason is in danger, dammit!" Damien put on another burst of speed, managing to catch up to Jack, his long legs pumping like pistons as they ate up ground. At times, it seemed as if Damien was not running as much as gliding over the earth, each step rocketing him back into flight. "Damn, still a good 3-4 minutes at this current pace. Gotta catch that bus!"
Alex breathed deeply as he ran after the faster boys. True, he was quick on skates, and swift with feints and precision footwork; but Alex was no runner. Add to the fact that he was already tired from the training and using his spirit energy and Alex was quickly falling behind.
Trying to get as much air as he could for running, Alex didn't even call back to Damien or Jack. Instead he frantically waved them on, indicating that they should leave him behind. Alex knew that it would be better for them to arrive sooner without him then together but later. If Jason was really in that much trouble then he would just have to catch up whenever he could.
Trying to get as much air as he could for running, Alex didn't even call back to Damien or Jack. Instead he frantically waved them on, indicating that they should leave him behind. Alex knew that it would be better for them to arrive sooner without him then together but later. If Jason was really in that much trouble then he would just have to catch up whenever he could.
Upon hearing the sounds of battle, Lina cursed and started running towards the school.
Damnit, damnit, DAMNIT! I should have known those Wormhole guys would be back...
However, she wasn't much of a runner, and would tire out soon...
Overhearing Jack say he knew how to get to school faster, she shouted, "If it means I don't have to keep running, I'm all ears!"
Damnit, damnit, DAMNIT! I should have known those Wormhole guys would be back...
However, she wasn't much of a runner, and would tire out soon...
Overhearing Jack say he knew how to get to school faster, she shouted, "If it means I don't have to keep running, I'm all ears!"
As the group sped along to help Jason, he wasn't doing so well. Tanke had been relentlessy pounding Jason's shield in an attempt to dispatch the boy, but Jason had been blocking for his life. One hit from one of Tanke's Iron punches would be more than enough to end him. However, he was beginning to tire out. The surface of his shield was covered in scratches, but still no dents. Tanke, on the other hand, was looking right as rain. His knuckles were scratched from the metal on metal contact, but he was still showing no signs of slowing down.
Tanke grinned as he saw Jason wearing down. "You know what? You ain't bad kid. But its time that I stopped playing around and earned my paycheck. Grrrrrrrraaaaaaaaahh!!!" Tanke gritted his teeth and focused his energy into his right arm. The metal skin began to bubble and elongate until there was a long silver blade growing from his right hand. "So your shield can block punches, But can it block a sharp sword?" Tanke bellowed as he charged again at jason.
"Gah! Son of a *****. Doesn't this guy have a limit to his stamina!?" Jason Whined as he raised his shield to block his slash. The sword grinded against the shield, leaving a deep scar on its surface, but it held together. However, instead of backing up like he previously did. Tanke grabbed Jason's shield with his left hand and Shoved it back into his face, busting his nose and making him stagger backwards. Blood poured from his nostrils as he struggled to regain his composure. However, before he could do anything, Tanke was on him again. he kicked Jason backwards in the chest, causing him to fall onto his back. Jason coughed on the concrete as he tried to grasp what was going on.
Tanke brandished his sword-arm high above his head. "Say hello to Koenma for me kid! HRAAAAH!" The sword was lowered until it was pointing directly at Jason's heart. Jason quickly raised the shield and caught the sword point on his shield, the sword tip dug in a bit and continued to bear down on jason, penetrating a little deeper into the shield as more weight was put on it.
God dammit!! Where are they!? ITS SURELY BEEN LONG ENOUGH FOR THEM TO GET HERE! Wherever they are, I hope they stop dicking around and help me soon! I can't hold this out much longer!
Tanke grinned as he saw Jason wearing down. "You know what? You ain't bad kid. But its time that I stopped playing around and earned my paycheck. Grrrrrrrraaaaaaaaahh!!!" Tanke gritted his teeth and focused his energy into his right arm. The metal skin began to bubble and elongate until there was a long silver blade growing from his right hand. "So your shield can block punches, But can it block a sharp sword?" Tanke bellowed as he charged again at jason.
"Gah! Son of a *****. Doesn't this guy have a limit to his stamina!?" Jason Whined as he raised his shield to block his slash. The sword grinded against the shield, leaving a deep scar on its surface, but it held together. However, instead of backing up like he previously did. Tanke grabbed Jason's shield with his left hand and Shoved it back into his face, busting his nose and making him stagger backwards. Blood poured from his nostrils as he struggled to regain his composure. However, before he could do anything, Tanke was on him again. he kicked Jason backwards in the chest, causing him to fall onto his back. Jason coughed on the concrete as he tried to grasp what was going on.
Tanke brandished his sword-arm high above his head. "Say hello to Koenma for me kid! HRAAAAH!" The sword was lowered until it was pointing directly at Jason's heart. Jason quickly raised the shield and caught the sword point on his shield, the sword tip dug in a bit and continued to bear down on jason, penetrating a little deeper into the shield as more weight was put on it.
God dammit!! Where are they!? ITS SURELY BEEN LONG ENOUGH FOR THEM TO GET HERE! Wherever they are, I hope they stop dicking around and help me soon! I can't hold this out much longer!
Damien slapped the roof of the bus as they neared the school. "C'mon, C'mon! Hurry up!" The bus began to slow to a stop, and finally Damien couldn't take it anymore. He jumped off the bus, landing on his feet. They buckled to reduce energy, and he rolled over his shoulder to make sure no damage was done. Luckily, it was a small bus. Damien sprinted forward, stopping at about 90 feet away. "At this range, I can't miss!" Damien started his windup and threw his explosive sphere right at the base of Tanke's neck. It made contact due to Tanke's focus upon Jason and his shield. However, instead of burning on contact, the sphere his and spun, digging into Tanke's back due to the extreme backspin Damien put on the thing. Finally it slowed down, destabilizing the sphere and causing it to explode. Damien charged another one as he waited for the dust to settle. "If you're made o' metal, please tell me ya melt..." Damien muttered to himself. As the dust settled, Damien grinned to see a large red spot on Tanke's back, right where his sphere had made contact. "C'mon, metal man! I'm right 'ere! I can't wait to hit you in the head- I bet it's the perfect bell, Tinman! Turn 'round so I can melt yer ugly face off!" Damien kicked his bat out of his backpack, so he could parry or something when the metallic monster charged Damien. For the first time Damien cursed having a strictly offensive power. "Damn, that shield o' Jason's startin' t' sound mighty fine just 'bout now..."
"NNNGH! That burns!" Tanke cried out as he bolted up straight upon feeling the heat on his back. The spot quickly cooled into a lackluster grey patch, But not before Jason got a look at it. "Who did that!?" he roared, turning every which way, trying to locate his attacker. His eyes settled on another teenager, this one holding a baseball bat and a red orb. "Another one of Bleu's Guardians? I hope you're ready to die Kid!" Tanke leapt off of jason and charged at Damien with surprising speed. He swung his Sword-arm in a horizontal slash at Damien's head, hoping to decapitate the interloper.
Jason was thanking his lucky stars as he tried to sit up. He would have to give damien a hug or buy him a new bat with his money from his Spirit Detective paycheck. But thats not important now. What did Jason just see? he saw the metal Heat up and then cool down, now the metal isnt as shiny as before...was that what Tanke was hinting at? "Ugh, Spirit world better be able to fix a broken nose..." Jason groaned as he dabbed his bleeding nose and attempted to stand up...
Jason was thanking his lucky stars as he tried to sit up. He would have to give damien a hug or buy him a new bat with his money from his Spirit Detective paycheck. But thats not important now. What did Jason just see? he saw the metal Heat up and then cool down, now the metal isnt as shiny as before...was that what Tanke was hinting at? "Ugh, Spirit world better be able to fix a broken nose..." Jason groaned as he dabbed his bleeding nose and attempted to stand up...
Damien saw the sword coming at his head and the whole world seemed to slow down to a crawl. This was his world, the 'hitter's eye' that seemed to slow down the world until you could see the seams on a baseball going 80. Damien buckled his knees, dropping just as the sword scythed through the air over his head. "Olé!" Damien cried as he threw his left hand at Tanke's stomach. The sphere, kept somewhat stabilized by Damien's influence, once again burned before erupting into a flower of flame. Damien used this opportunity to slid between Tanke's legs and swing his back at Tanke's head. While it did little to both the steel bat and Tanke's head, the impact did give that nice resounding peal of sound Damien was looking for. "Hey, ball-bearing fer brains! I was right! Yer head's so empty, it's got perfect acoustics! Hell, bring yer momma- I bet I could play Jingle Bells between the two o' ya!" Damien once more formed his infamous red orb and began to dance on his feet like a boxer. Damien was all bravado on the outside, but inside he was sweating bullets. "Sonnuva *****! I feel like I'm naked playin' chicken with the Metro! I get hit by that thing once, it's gonna cut off a lot more 'n just hair! It's my turn to buy some time for everyone else. Gotta get 'im angry. Gotta get 'im so pissed off all 'e sees is a tunnel o' red. Alright now, C'mon Metro! Let's see which one o' us chickens out first!"
Lina gulped despite herself, seeing the monster attacking Jason and Damien. Holy...! That thing looks like it could do some real damage! At the same time, she knew she couldn't run away, and had to help her... companions.
Taking a deep breath, she jumped off the top of the bus, preparing to roll as she hit the ground. To her surprise, she floated instead, landing safely on the pavement. Huh, guess it works both ways then...
Turning her attention back to the matter at hand, she hurriedly began looking for something to use as a weapon. "At times like this, I really wish I had offensive powers..." Lina muttered to herself.
She needed a moment to think about what she could do to help, but she would have to act soon, or else the others wouldn't make it...
Taking a deep breath, she jumped off the top of the bus, preparing to roll as she hit the ground. To her surprise, she floated instead, landing safely on the pavement. Huh, guess it works both ways then...
Turning her attention back to the matter at hand, she hurriedly began looking for something to use as a weapon. "At times like this, I really wish I had offensive powers..." Lina muttered to herself.
She needed a moment to think about what she could do to help, but she would have to act soon, or else the others wouldn't make it...
Yeah... I'm kinda drawing a blank on how to fight here... maybe some background objects might help...
I'm Sorry that my Posts don't describe the scenery really well. This is a school parking lot. Think about things that would be there. Like trash cans, cars, maybe somebody left something in the bed of their Pick-up truck? Be creative, i'm not really too concerned with what you use, just how you use it.
Angelo walked onwards, thinking loudly in his head. These powers, these abilities, they're here to help me. He thought. They help me do what I want to do, punish the wicked and protect the good. At the same time, I help others with them. I'm special in being such a few with an opportunity to do this for people, I can't squander this. Angelo reaffirmed this to himself. This was not to be wasted, it was a gift and he intended to use it to it's full.
Angelo blinked and looked around. He hadn't travelled far and yet it had taken him quite a while. He smiled and attributed it down to his daydreaming. From where he was, he could see the school parking lot quite clea...
Oh no...
Angelo rushed onwards to the parking lot and looked dead in the eye at the demon, not paying attention to anyone else in the group.
"I'm here now, sorry I'm late." Angelo said and readied himself to fight the giant demon.
Angelo blinked and looked around. He hadn't travelled far and yet it had taken him quite a while. He smiled and attributed it down to his daydreaming. From where he was, he could see the school parking lot quite clea...
Oh no...
Angelo rushed onwards to the parking lot and looked dead in the eye at the demon, not paying attention to anyone else in the group.
"I'm here now, sorry I'm late." Angelo said and readied himself to fight the giant demon.
"Don't worry about it," Lina told Angelo, "I'm still getting it together..."
Lina took stock of her surroundings, but all she could possibly use were some trash cans and possibly some stuff in the back of a few pick up trucks nearby.
Well, it's better than nothing...
Pointing hand at the nearest trash can, Lina concentrated. The can shuddered for moment before rising in the air. I-I'm doing it! I'm actually doing it! Lina thought, eyes wide, then narrowed them. Can't loose focus, I just have to...
She made a pushing gesture and the trash can flew through the air, crashing harmelessly acrs the monster's back.
Lina gulped, taking a few steps back. That should get his attention...!
Hurriedly, she started looking for something else to use...
Lina took stock of her surroundings, but all she could possibly use were some trash cans and possibly some stuff in the back of a few pick up trucks nearby.
Well, it's better than nothing...
Pointing hand at the nearest trash can, Lina concentrated. The can shuddered for moment before rising in the air. I-I'm doing it! I'm actually doing it! Lina thought, eyes wide, then narrowed them. Can't loose focus, I just have to...
She made a pushing gesture and the trash can flew through the air, crashing harmelessly acrs the monster's back.
Lina gulped, taking a few steps back. That should get his attention...!
Hurriedly, she started looking for something else to use...
I Apologise for not putting up a post sooner. I have Exams this week so that takes priority(sadly). I WILL have something up by the end of the week.
~AHL
~AHL
Tanke barely noticed the trash can as it bounced off his armor. His attention was focused solely on Damien. Not only did the boy burn him, he insulted his mother as well. "You will die first! HRAAAAH!" Tanke Roared in anger. He quickly closed in on damien, his feet making a "ching-ching-ching" sound each time they hit the ground. Instead of using his sword arm, he morphed the sword back into his normal hand. He swatted the boy's bat out of his hands, sending it across the lot where it unfortunately rolled into the storm drain and fell into the sewer. Tanke picked up the boy by his belt, and threw him like a spear straight at the three newcomers who had entered the parking lot. The boy slammed into the group, knocking them all over.
Jason noticed that Tanke wasn't focused on him anymore. Taking this opportunity, Jason bolted around Tanke and ran straight towards his comrades. He knelt down and tried to help up Damien back on his feet. "Comon man, get up! We're not out of this yet!" jason implored the him as he tugged on his arm to get him up.
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Look's eye was still hovering in the sky above the battlefield,
"Look! Switch to visual mode. I want to see how my mercenary is doing." Shien ordered the demon.
Shien had spared no expense to make sure that he had the very latest in Demon Technology. This included a Neural implant for Look that appeared as a massive USB port in the back of his skull. This port allows the images from Look's Eye to be displayed on a monitor or TV.
Look felt his way around the room until he found the cord that linked up to the TV. Look plugged the end of the cord into his Skull-Port and and waited as the images appeared on the screen.
"Hmm...It appears that Tanke has found our enemies easily enough. Tori, I want you to go and observe them, make sure that they do not kill Tanke. He is an idiot, but also a powerful and very useful idiot." Shien asked the white garbed ninja.
"Yes, my lord." Tori bowed before vanishing from the room.
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Tanke saw Jason helping up his teammates and his eyes lit up. He had all of them clustered together, he could chop them all to pieces easily. He reformed his right arm into a sword and bolted towards the pile of teenagers.
Jason saw him coming and immediately prepared to block the rampaging metal man. Tanke's held his sword arm straight in front of him as if he were a bullet whizzing towards his target. Jason braced himself and leaned into his shield as the two collided. Tanke's Sword pierced the Shield and sliced Jason's shoulder, but that was all. Tanke's sword was now stuck in Jason's Shield and he could not remove it. "What the Hell is this!? Why can't I remove it!?" Tanke roared as he tugged on his right arm. Jason's shield was connected to him only by spirit energy, meaning, Tanke was pulling on the shield more than he was pulling on Jason's arm.
"Aaaaaugh! Jason cried out as his Shoulder was cut. blood streamed down his arm as Tanke's sword refused to leave. Noticing this, Jason cried out for his companions. " GUYS! NOW"S YOUR CHANCE! HIT HIM WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT! HE CAN'T MOVE!"
Jason noticed that Tanke wasn't focused on him anymore. Taking this opportunity, Jason bolted around Tanke and ran straight towards his comrades. He knelt down and tried to help up Damien back on his feet. "Comon man, get up! We're not out of this yet!" jason implored the him as he tugged on his arm to get him up.
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Look's eye was still hovering in the sky above the battlefield,
"Look! Switch to visual mode. I want to see how my mercenary is doing." Shien ordered the demon.
Shien had spared no expense to make sure that he had the very latest in Demon Technology. This included a Neural implant for Look that appeared as a massive USB port in the back of his skull. This port allows the images from Look's Eye to be displayed on a monitor or TV.
Look felt his way around the room until he found the cord that linked up to the TV. Look plugged the end of the cord into his Skull-Port and and waited as the images appeared on the screen.
"Hmm...It appears that Tanke has found our enemies easily enough. Tori, I want you to go and observe them, make sure that they do not kill Tanke. He is an idiot, but also a powerful and very useful idiot." Shien asked the white garbed ninja.
"Yes, my lord." Tori bowed before vanishing from the room.
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Tanke saw Jason helping up his teammates and his eyes lit up. He had all of them clustered together, he could chop them all to pieces easily. He reformed his right arm into a sword and bolted towards the pile of teenagers.
Jason saw him coming and immediately prepared to block the rampaging metal man. Tanke's held his sword arm straight in front of him as if he were a bullet whizzing towards his target. Jason braced himself and leaned into his shield as the two collided. Tanke's Sword pierced the Shield and sliced Jason's shoulder, but that was all. Tanke's sword was now stuck in Jason's Shield and he could not remove it. "What the Hell is this!? Why can't I remove it!?" Tanke roared as he tugged on his right arm. Jason's shield was connected to him only by spirit energy, meaning, Tanke was pulling on the shield more than he was pulling on Jason's arm.
"Aaaaaugh! Jason cried out as his Shoulder was cut. blood streamed down his arm as Tanke's sword refused to leave. Noticing this, Jason cried out for his companions. " GUYS! NOW"S YOUR CHANCE! HIT HIM WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT! HE CAN'T MOVE!"
Jason's words startled Lina out of her confusion, prompting her to look for more things to use. In the back of a nearby pickup truck were, among other things, a tool box and some scattered tools.
Not what I was hoping for, but it'll have to do. Lina glanced back at the battlefield, seeing Jason put himself in harm's way for the sake of defeating the demon. She hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, before closing her eyes again and concentrated.
Moments later, the toolbox was flung through the air, followed by a trail of tools, crashing into the demon. Lina tried her best to aim squarely at the target, even though she knew how tricky it could be...
Not what I was hoping for, but it'll have to do. Lina glanced back at the battlefield, seeing Jason put himself in harm's way for the sake of defeating the demon. She hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment, before closing her eyes again and concentrated.
Moments later, the toolbox was flung through the air, followed by a trail of tools, crashing into the demon. Lina tried her best to aim squarely at the target, even though she knew how tricky it could be...