Not Your Average Beginning (Open to all)

[metalic]

A soft wind flowed across the waters of East Blue. Being the wind it had no worries or care purpose. It flowed over choppy waters and different islands. It blew over homes and people as it went never staying the same elevation for to long. If the wind could be seen by the naked eye one could see the pattern of its travel as it slithered along like a snake. It was like a snake coming out of water. One could not see the end of its tail at first glance.

As the wind slithered into busy towns and around people and houses, it carried passing words to eavesdropping ears. The wind helped the smallest bug giving him a slight push, to the largest bird by helping her soar. It was a proud wind and when it joined with others it became a powerful voice that none could counter or control. In a way it was the strongest element of the world and at times it was the weakest.

At last the wind came to its destination. Being able to live forever it was not surprising that it had been to this place many a times. The wind had listened to the conversations between every being that existed there. Yet this time it detected something different. The wind had just arrived and already it knew that something was wrong.

Having no eyes to see it did not worry about finding the source of that wrongness. As it slithered further up into the sky it carried dust with it, which glowed in the light of the moon overhead. The dust seemed to take shape of a face and for the moment the face belonged to the wind. As its eyes blinked for the first time it slithered through the air until it came past the source of the wrongness. If the wind had a voice to scream it would have.

Darken Rahl blinked rapidly as the soft wind blew past him. His mind payed attention to the wind for no more than a second as it passed him right by and then circled back into the air. The moonlight lit his features as he hurried with the task at hand. For the most part, Darken had hung to the shadows of the buildings, but now that he was nearing the beach he could do that no longer.

Dark was not a large man not even six feet tall. He was however the oddest looking person anyone on this island had ever seen. Apparently the locals had never heard of leather. The leather pants he wore were black in colored, and added to the black shirt and black trench coat he was a shadow in the night. If anyone did see him they were likely to mistake him as a shadow of some creature rather then a man himself. After all for what reason would a man be out at this time of night? Unless they were up to no good.

A chuckle escaped Dark’s lips as he wasn’t able to stop it. The truth was that he was up to no good. In fact if one happened to take the large sack he had over his shoulder and open it they would see the dead body inside. To bad they wouldn’t recognize who the person was by their face. Dark had pretty much destroyed the woman’s face after he had his way with her. He found it ironic that what he had done to the woman was the very reason why he had killed his father.

It was just something about the woman that made things lost for a long time stir within him. He had thought that he would gain no pleasure from anyone, least of all a woman. To find it, even though it had been brief, lit a spark in his mind. He was positive that he was one step closer into finding his soul mate. The woman or man, he had no preference, who understood him for who he truly was. A person who not only understood but experienced the same feelings.

Over the years, Dark had lost track of how many people he had killed. In a way he was indeed a pirate. A man who never stayed in one place for to long of a time because of what might catch up to him. Now that he thought about it he would have to start seeing about leaving this place again. He had been here to long already. People were beginning to wonder about him. With his sickly looking face that contained a maniacal grin and sharp hawk like gaze he could practically see the goose bumps that formed on their skin when he turned to him. Dark wouldn’t put it past some of them to call in an official or two. If only these people knew who he truly was. They would quiver under their beds in fear.

At last Dark came to the sandy beaches that led to the ocean. As he gazed out at the spot where, when the temperatures were right, the locals took their children to enjoy the water, his eyes wept past the sands and into the ocean. In a second they landed on a ship. It was anchored in the deep, and from what he had heard from other’s conversations pirates had landed into town earlier this day. What their purpose was here Dark didn’t know. Neither did he care. He had yet to actually see these pirates and as long they didn’t disrupt his work he could care less about them.

As Dark began to make his decent down the sandy hill he was forced to a stop when he heard voices not far to the right. Dark didn’t know who was out there, either friend or foe, but he did know that if he was discovered and someone asked to look in the sack there would be trouble. His victim was going to be missed, but he had worked out that matter when he had kidnapped her earlier this day. With the arrival of the pirates just this morning and the disappearance of the woman at night, the citizens would likely suspect the pirates before they would any lone traveler that came on a local fisherman’s ship.


Placing the sack carefully on the ground, so as to hide anyone from noticing the odd shape of it, he slowly made his way towards the source of the voices. As he got closer he could make out words and decipher between the voices. Dark suspected that the two, there were only two of them, were teenagers. “Come on Hikaru there’s no one around to see us.” It belonged to a male. A young one.

Dark crept closer, even going so far as to lay on the earth so as to himself. As he came to a small wooden log he hid behind it and saw who was conversing. Both were laying on a blanket and the male, a teen of perhaps seventeen years of age, was holding the young woman, who looked about the same age. The teen boy had short cut black hair and was quite muscular for his age. The girl had long red hair with rosy lips, long eyelashes, and green eyes. To a normal person both were quite exquisite and at the fruit of their youth.

The only thing Dark felt was the whispers of the voice inside his head. The voice that came every time he passed someone by. It mattered not who they were or of what age. The voice didn’t care. Dark was lucky he had found the couple on this night instead of on any other. If he had come across them yesterday, when the voice was practically screaming at Dark inside his head as he passed people by, he would have killed them.

The voice rarely said more than one word.”Kill.” It whispered to Dark, but thankfully Dark was able to dismiss the voice with little effort. Eventually as the days passed the voice of madness would grow stronger until he was forced to follow its will as he had done just earlier tonight.

Thinking about the voice caused the words of his long dead mother to float back into his mind. “You are naturally evil. Only through pain and suffering will you be able to overcome that evil nature you fool!” How ironic that after six years of suffering by his mother he would listen to the voice of evil. The voice of madness.

Dark began to creep his way back towards where he had left the sack. He would leave this kiddies alone. They had not seen or heard him coming so there was no need to kill them. One could not say that Dark wasn’t considerate. He had just let those teens live their days. Perhaps live to get married. Only time would tell.

With a small smile, Dark rose from the sand. He was at a place where the couple would not be able to see him. He was very careful about being quiet. Dark decided he would go east once he retrieved the sack. He had spent time scouting this place when he had first come here, and he knew a spot where the land was high up and down below was nothing but water. No one would find the body there.

When Dark finally lifted his gaze up he froze. He slowly shifted his sight right then left. The sack was gone! A normal person would have likely panicked under this situation. Dark didn’t. He was worried about how it had suddenly disappeared from where he left it, but he did not let it frighten him. Dark wasn’t afraid of death. Why should he be?

Suddenly a voice from behind him said, “We caught you, you sun of a gun!” Dark slowly turned around and found himself facing the couple he had seen before. The girl had a gun pointed at Dark’s chest and the teen boy had a sword pointed towards him. Both were no more than ten feet away. Sounds of movement from the edges of the beach made Dark’s head turn. While the teens were dressed in local clothing, the crowd of men who decent down the hill all wore sailor’s clothing.

Dark simply stared at the boy and girl, waiting to see what was going to happen. They didn’t think he was going to give up without a fight did they? Dark had a much better chance of going through these the boy and girl before the others surrounded him. The first step would be to unarm the girl. That gun was dangerous! The teen boy would be simple enough to defeat.

The next moment happened very face. One moment Dark was simply standing there staring at the two as the others came rushing down the hill, the next a knife was flying through the air as it found its mark in the girl’s shoulder. The sudden impact of the knife made her own marksmanship fail as the gun missed him by a good foot. Then he was running.

He didn’t run to the left or even to the right, but right at the two of them. Withdrawing two more blades from his back he was upon the man, since he couldn’t actually be considered a boy. The man was clearly at a much lower skill of technique in blades then Dark. Using one of his knifes to stop the man’s blade from cutting a limb off, his other hand forced his knife into the man’s chest. Of course the voice rejoiced.

Then Dark was running again. He ran at an angle, away from the men who were chasing him and towards Fuschia Town.

[ias]

<sub>The scent of death and blood were around and Darken actually thought that they were after him for one measly body but sadly Darken didn't know that there were five other persons that went missing the same exact day....A beauty Pageant, a small child, the mother and father of the child and Zenu a famous idol in the town.... On the edge of the forest that was overseeing the coastline in which Darken was on a huge figure was sitting down with blood dripping down his face and with bloodied corpses around him lying about the place ...This certain fishman was called May the Codebreaker and he was obviously enjoying a meal that could be thought to be the five missing persons that disappeared in the village....

Has he continued to swallow body parts whole and enjoying the delicious and satisfying taste he could hear some villagers in the dark mist that was called the night...Has he got up and looked about he saw a man running from a group of villagers who had guns, pitchforks, spears and swords....The man was considerably fast and was heading in the direction of Fushcia city yet had to pass May who smiled and walked out of the forest with his bloodied hands and the limb of the missing girl in his left hand....

He paced himself and walked pass Darken who ran by him and muttered "Thanks for my dinner....Just for that i'll let you live ...." advancing towards the villagers who numbered around eighteen... In all aspects they looked like the town militia and looked trained in the art of swordsmanship and marksmanship respectively..... The villagers froze in there tracks at the sight of May and trembled in fear and many were contemplating there decision for joining the militia with eminent death facing them.... "So...who would like to be first ?? "</sub>

[metalic]

Heading into town Dark didn't notice the man in the distance or the fact that he was over looking him. With the villagers running after him he didn't bother looking back. In fact it never even crossed his mind to worry about the fact that he was going to die. Death was something the madness called for every day. He cold care less about what was going to happen to him.

When he had at last come upon the man he did not pause. Seeing the carnage that was called May he showed no signs of fear. In fact he was excited that the idiot, which is what Dark saw him as, would distract the villagers. The little comment however would not do. Hearing that the man thought he was letting him live made him laugh. Not being able to hold the laugh in he let it out. It was sound mixed with pure madness.

Turning towards the villagers as they paused to stare at the horror May had caused a slight smile crossed Dark's lips as an idea formed in his mind. Walking back over to May the villagers paused to look at the two of them. Oddly enough for the first time in a long while the voice did not demand that he kill this man. In fact the voice was completely silent on the matter at hand.

"I don't know you. Nor do I care about you. But seeing that arm you have with you gave me a great idea. Why don't we have ourselves a feast. With your nature and my madness I'm sure we can deal with these citizens. So what do you say?" The villagers seemed unsure of what to do. They stared from May to Darken Rahl. Darken Rahl did not trust the man next to him. In fact he planned on trying to kill him as soon as all of this was over.

[ias]

<sub>(OOC: Its not Erik Amos its May.... Erik is Juu's character....)

The man had stopped running and was standing beside the towering figure of a Fishman that looked down on all of these pitiful humans...He glanced at Darken and a cold sensation was sent down his spine but not one that he could feel fear from but one of unwavering uneasiness " Together you say.....These pitiful humans or nothing to me...I can crush them anytime i want " Advancing towards the villagers who were shivering in fear of Darken and May "What makes you think i won't kill you after this..... dark human" obviously referring to his dark leather clothing "On a second thought, its been awhile since i had ate a meal with someone else.... Come then lets have a feast Dark Human.. "May said

In that instant the leader of the group of militia gathered his courage and pointed his rifle at May " Men...If we're going to die....Lets give them hell... " and with that said the cowardice of the Militia vanished and they were all cheering and shouting and aimed there weapons at both monsters...

Four of the sword wielding men jumped out and dashed towards Darken and tried to ambush him from four possible directions and slashed at him while three gunmen took aim at May and fired.....</sub>

[metalic]

Darken Rahl smiled at the challenge from May. "You eat me?" He asked aloud. Just the thought of it was hilarious. If this imbecile really believed Dark would be that easy of an opponent he had another thing coming. Still it would be a wonderful challenge. A challenge that might make life seem just a bit more exciting for Darken Rahl.

Angling his head sideways Darken Rahl glanced at the milita as they started cheering. Did they not know they were about to die? Did they not understand that there life would end very soon. With a slight smile Darken Rahl withdrew three knifes out of his coat. This occurred about the same time that four of the milita went ahead to try and ambush him.

Fools! Dark was an expert knifeman. As the four circled around him Darken Rahl threw two of the knifes onto the earth. One struck in front of him the other behind him. As soon as the knifes hit the ground the blades explode. This sent shards of the blades in random directions. Two shards struck his right shoulder. But Darken Rahl was less concerned about himself. In fact he was satisfied with the outcome of the little technique.

Two of the men who were closest to the blade got the worse of the attack. Shards of the two blades had hit their faces. One of them was not blind. The other was brain dead with a shard stuck inside his head. The other two remaining had managed to only get slightly hit. But it distracted them and that was what Darken Rahl had hoped for. With his other knife he stabbed one in the heart while the other charged at Dark.

With the sword raised high, Darken Rahl withdrew the knife out of the one man and threw it at the remaining marine that had surrounded him. Darken Rahl had to back peddle and managed to miss the heart of the attack. While his own knife hit with a thunk the man's sword struck his chest creating a small slice. With the ambush failed the leader of the milita directed some of his men at May. Darken Rahl turned to see how May would handle the situation.

((OCC: Sorry about the last post I changed it though xD. And hope this post was ok.))

[ias]

<sub>(OOC: Your post is good)

With a slight twisted look on his face May didn't even try and dodge the bullets....The three bullets hit him dead square in the chest with blood trickling out as it dropped on the floor but the strangest thing about May's blood was that it was black....May smiled has one of the spear men charged at him and trusted at him around five times in which May merely grabbed the the spear and smiled " I'm only giving you my flesh so i can break your bones..... " Using his massive strength to pull the man in and take a huge chunk of flesh out of the man's neck killing him instantly has the other militia men watched in awe as May and Darken killed their men easily.... One such a Militia was called Yetti... He had pale white skin and had peed himself and was the obvious coward of the group evident of the fact that he took off running and screaming once May had killed the man with a single bit...

The others didn't seem troubled by it because they knew that there deaths wouldn't be meaningless if Yetti got away and warned the village of these two dangerous monsters that were prowling the night....The leader of the militia who was the Master of the local dojo stood in the back to thwart any attempts to run after Yetti who was the fastest person in the village when he was scared being able to dash 100 Meters in 2.3 seconds


May was enjoying his face and continued to eat the man whole taking off one of his arms before throwing the lifeless body on the ground to which he placed his foot over the man and the only thing that was heard was "Var.... " due to the low pitch that he spoke in and in that instant the dead man's body rose up and attacked the other militia with the spear killing one of them with May appearing out of nowhere and ripping off the hand of the Co-Leader killing him instantly and swallowing his hand yet still May was caught off guard by one of the Militia men who slashed at his back from behind......

The three men that had fired at May had finished reloading and took Darken into there sights now and aimed carefully and fired at him


Kills
Four Dead (Darken)
Three Dead (May)
One Escape

Ten Remaining</sub>

[juusan]

(guess Erik's late to the party? My don't we have a bunch of crazies lined up here~? Anyway, glad to see you around Ias, Erik was partially thought up thinking of Ed's 'friend' in Raito)

MEANWHILE back in the town.....

There was a commotion out on the street. The entire town was on edge due to the recent disappearances and the appearance of one of the local militia members, coward or not, was a terrifying thing, but those who had been in the torture of waiting felt one weight lifting off their shoulders. That is until the man, Yetti was his name, a thin, pale kid everyone knew was never cut out to being a solider, began to speak. This breath came out in short bursts, his heart pounding. The villagers crowded around, not helping in his struggle for air, all wanting information. What was going on?

The ruckus going on on the street invaded the thin walls of a small restaurant. Inside a man with something that looked like soot in his hair was WORKING. He was sitting at a table by himself, looking over his course and mapping out his next location. This man was not a part of the panicked crowd outside, no. Because this man did not panic under such idiotic circumstances. These past hours all these people had to say was 'I wonder if they're all right?', 'Where could they have gone?', 'My baby my baby...', 'Who could have done this?!'

Erik Amos wasn't panicking like the rest of the town. He didn't ask those idiotic questions like the rest of the town. Because he didn't need to know, the answer was so obvious: the tayou came for those people and ate them. They were all dead. Erik took out a bent, black cigarette and lit it, inhaling the sickly sweet smoke as he listened to the ruckus outside. Not that he stopped his work to listen, no. Because a JOB NOT DONE would be LAZINESS on his part, and with the tayou so recently on his island he wouldn't dare take the chance, least they come eat him too.

"...monsters..."

The man, Yetti, was saying. Erik listened while filling in his log.

"...one...one ate..."

Erik paused in his work then. The tayou. They were still here. The sour tang of panic built up in his throat as something worth the panic presented itself.

"...the Fishman did... then the guy... traveler in black..."

With that the panic fell back into his stomach. No, not the tayou. The tayou weren't as harmless as a Fishman or a killer in black. Those two were nowhere near as big a threat. Erik completed his work, finishing his log and striking a large black line through the task in his notebook. There was some time between now and the tasks 'gather supplies' and 'set sail for destination', so he wrote in 'investigate ruckus and disappearances' down into his schedule. This schedule helped keep him MOVING ALONG and not DAWDLING, because the tayou's favorite snack was dawdlers.

Erik stood up, stacking his papers away into his notebook that was stored away in his jacket. Elijah hummed at his right side and he wondered if he was saying he would get a Head today. His guns told him things, but not like how people talk, and he couldn't always understand. Still the gun of innocence hummed and he placed a hand on it as he stepped out onto the street. He didn't stop to mingle with the panicked crowd. That would be POINTLESS and didn't the tayou eat pointless people for lunch? No, not him. He headed straight to where the man was gesturing wildly to, straight to the center of THE BIG PICTURE where those busy people went and where evil little tayou didn't.

[metalic]

Darken Rahl did not really have the time to watch May deal with the men that attacked him. His eyes rested solely on the three militia. From what it appeared, they were the only marines who had their guns loaded and ready, as evident when they hit May. Darken Rahl really did not know how he felt about this man. It was evident that he had a sort of savageness to him that reminded Darken of a raptor. A raptor cared little about what kind of feelings its prey had and it would quickly turn against the members of its own group if it meant something to it.

While May was like a raptor, Darken Rahl saw himself as a cobra. He did not rely on anyone to help him live his life nor did he easily except others into his territory. Darken Rahl’s weapons were like a cobra’s fangs. As small as the fangs might be, they contained a deadly poison that could kill just as fast as any sword could. With his hawk like gaze that enticed opponents he felt like a cobra through and through.

When the bang of the guns sounded and three bullets headed his way, Darken Rahl lost himself in the madness. Once in the madness sit mattered not what others did to him or what they said. When lost into the madness there was nothing but kill! There were no allies nor were there enemies. May might be a raptor but Darken Rahl doubted he had truly met someone like himself, someone who did not try to stop the madness but rather embraced it.

The three bullets hit their mark. Either by accident or design, the bullets did not deal a killing blow. Two bullets hit his lower leg and the other skimmed his thigh. As blood flowed from the bullet wounds and Darken Rahl was thrown to the ground from the impact a cheer ran up through the militia as they saw that they had downed their opponent. “We did it! About time the bastard got what’s comin to him, now we can bring him in to questioning.”

The leader of the milita had turned his attention on May. “Surrender now and we will . . .” His voice trailed off as suddenly a knife penetrated into his forehead. The knife had a blade six inches long and had been thrown with such accuracy that it had penetrated all the way into the scalp so that only the hilt of the knife could be seen.

Not a single word could be heard from the nine remaining men as their captain fell back to the floor dead. The three gunman, whose eyes had been on May after thinking their opponent was defeated, turned towards Darken Rahl in just enough time to see him charge forward. A soft chuckle could be heard in the silence as Darken Rahl crossed the distance between them. With two more knifes in his hands, he suddenly jumped into the air like a monkey and tackled all three gunman at once.

As he landed on top of them, two of his knifes hit home stabbing the marine he had fallen on in the chest. The other two gunmen to the side hurriedly got to their feet. In the midst of madness, Dark did not pay any attention to them. He simply stabbed the man he had landed on repeatedly in a mad frenzy. The two gunmen both raised their guns and took aim. At the distance there would be no dodging the bullets once they were fired. Stuck in the madness the only way Darken would live was if May, or some other bystander who was headed their way, stopped the men before they fired.

((OCC: Welcome Juu. Sorry I didn’t mention your character but you didn’t say you arrived at the scene, but that you were headed that way. I did leave an opening in the end if you want to jump in there though.))

[ias]

<sub>May was enjoying his feast when he heard loud bangs go off and turned his attention to see Darken take the bullets head on and thought * That measly human has some guts....*and was seemingly killed and continued his own attack electrifying the corpses so that they could move but was interrupted when one of the men shouted out in astonishment at the fact that Darken was alive and apparently killed one more of the militia guards but was sure set to die this time if the other two Gunmen shot him...." I'll help that little runt out " pulling out his katana out of its scabbard and electrified it to the point that it could attract small objects with ease and threw it in front of Darken straight into the ground to use has a magnetizing rod which would protect him from harm's way and deviate the bullets off the intended course away from Darken

Coming to this remote part of the sea was beginning to get interesting for May, he finally found someone who was a psychopath just like himself and was going to recruit him into his crew after this bout was finished with the villagers....May crackled his knuckles and smiled... " Its time to kill the lot of you filthy rats " holding out his palm at Five of the Militia men who were charging towards him.... " Ten Million Vari " releasing a huge arc of lightning that instantly incinerated and killed the five men on the spot with there lifeless body burnt to a crisp from the massive electrical charge that surged through there bodies.....

The leader (He's a swordsmaster of a dojo..Lets pretend that you killed his look alike...Two of us will need to take him on) stood and had a moment of silence for his fallen comrades...This Leader was called Anju and he was around the age of Forty-Three and held a wooden sword in his hands and looked pretty skilled with it ready to lay down vengeance on the two monsters with all his might..... " Please tell me what happened to the villagers that were kidnapped Monster " with hate and anger echoing through his voice " Hmmm..." chuckling abit " Monster ?... I like that name....But why are you so concerned about those people ? " May asked the Anju " Because that little girl that was kidnapped was my niece " with a sad look on his face

" Jurishishishishishi....I ate and killed them all ....Jurishishishishishi.!!!!!!! " May said echoing out with a weird laughter with blood tickling down his chest which he obviously wasn't feeling pain from since he numbed the area of impact with his electricity preventing him from feeling any pain at those specific areas.... And in the flash of an eye Anju was gone and appeared right before May swinging his wooden sword at full speed at May's chest " Guess you don't deserve to live either Monster " slapping May hard in the chest sending him flying around Twenty Feet on the ground.....

Kills
Six Dead (Darken)
Eight Dead (May)
One Escape

Three Remaining
Leader (We both need to face him)
Two Gunmen (You need to kill them)</sub>

[metalic]

Darken Rahl was obsessed while lost in the madness. There was just no other way to explain his reasoning in this situation. He mutilated the dead milita’s body as he stabbed time and time again with both of his knifes. His eyes were set as if transfixed on what was before him. His once expressionless smile had turned into a maniacal grin. The crunching and popping sounds in the air came while Darken cut off limbs and other body parts and threw them to the side. His mind would set on a single goal, and until that goal was complete there was no stopping him.

He was quite unaware of what May had done to prevent the two milita solders from shooting his brains out. Perhaps when all of this was finished he could give May the proper thanks he reserved. When he had at last dug deep enough through the milita’s body he reached into the man’s chest and pulled out his prize. The two milita, excluding the leader, all stared in horror as they watched Darken Rahl raise their fellow soldier’s heart into the air.

With satisfaction written all over his face, Darken brought it to his lips and sunk his teeth into the dead heart. As the blood dripped out of the corner of his mouth and onto his shirt, he at last looked to the remaining soldiers who had tried to shoot him before. He finished eating the human heart he had in his hands and then picked up two more of his knifes.

He wanted more! Darken did not understand the concepts behind the kantana sticking into the ground as he stood and bullets somehow ricocheted away before they came close. It really didn’t matter to him anyway. The soldiers, figuring that the only chance they had left would be to attack Darken Rahl before Darken attacked them, charged forward. That was the last mistake they would ever make.

As they closed the distance one of the milita reached him first and swung his shotgun like a baseball bat hoping to club Darken on the side of his head. With swift movement, Darken ducked down and rolled forward. Not a second later the other milita swung his own shotgun from behind at where Darken was standing, hoping to hit him from behind. Rolling forward, Darken tightened the grip on the blade on his right hand while switching his hold on the curved knife in his left hand.

Two things happened in his next attack. While the blade in his right arm found its place in the milita who had attacked him head on, the other had been thrown like a boomerang and it sliced right through the man’s neck. Both bodies dropped to the floor. Hurriedly Darken leaped on one of the bodies tearing through it with his knifes trying to get at that heart. If he waited too long it would spoil. No one liked spoiled hearts.

When he had at last reached it and held it in the air like a trophy, for once something threw his concentration off his prize. It was the sound of May being thrown back. Angling his head to the side his gaze turned on the leader. He met the man’s eyes as he brought the heart to his mouth and took a big juicy bite. Taking a glance at May on the ground he asked, “Need my help?” Surprisingly he said it in quite a normal, sane tone.

[ias]

May was flung far back into the sandy beaches with a loud thud, this was the sheer power of the Swords Master of the Dojo who was the leader of the Militia...He wielded a wooden sword and was furious at May for killing his one and only Niece along with his Brother and Sister in Law who were the girl's respective parents...The blow had knocked the wind out of May and he laid on the ground for quite awhile trying to regain his breathe and inhaled deeply and regained his composure to which he heard the straight maniac that was called Darken speak " Help ?..." May replied has if perplexed by the meaning of such a word...He had grown up in a kill or be killed society..There was no help for him but only the will to survive which kicked in the moment he was slammed in the chest by Anju who wielded the Wooden Sword skillfully and was bent on killing both men for taking what was so precious away from him....May slowly took his time and stood up and gazed at Darken " Only the strong will survive and the weak will die....That is the code I live by.....I've fought many battles and have survived but estimating from his fighting skills and that blow I just received...I doubt we're even close to his level but with our abilities combined we're roughly equal to his skill level... " With a mad gluttonous grin on his face " Lets go Dark Human " May said which was his way of requesting help from the strange man who was cladded in leather clothes .... May charged forward with electricity sparkling from his body erratically which surprised Anju

" I'll smite you demons and send you all to hell.....This is what my Sword Sky Wolf is for !!!!! " Anju shouted loudly... He was normally a peaceful man that preferred peace over violence but if was provoked showed a violent and bloodthirsty side to which is the reason he uses a Wooden Sword has to prevent him from killing his opponents to which many thought was a handicap for him......But in the hands of Anju the wooden sword was a deadly weapon due to the sword weighing significantly less than what a real sword would weigh meaning that his blows were three times has fast and his hitting power was at least One and a Half Times more than that of a normal Katana meaning the Wooden Sword had not weaken Anju but in fact made him stronger due to his peaceful idealism....Gripping the sword tightly he slashed and released an eerie blue jagged shockwave each at May and Darken to hold them back for awhile so that he could gather his thoughts and formulate a plan......

[metalic]

As Darken Rahl listened to May’s reply, he had to suppress the laughter that bubbled up inside him. May’s so called code was the reason for his laughing. While what he said was in a way true, it was in other ways far from being the truth. It all depended on the situation one faced. If a man with a sword was known worldwide as the strongest man in the world, he could die as easily from an arrow fired by a coward as much as dying from the end of the blade of his equal. Therefore, in that way what May had said was false.

In the end it was how one looked at a statement. Something true for somebody might not be true for someone else. It was all a matter of perspective. Looking at Anju, the Sword’s Master of the Doujo, he did not feel fear. All he saw was someone with a wooden sword. And where he might have a wooden sword, Darken Rahl had one made of steel. Anju might feel the need to use a wooden sword so as not to kill his opponent when battling and his opponents might fear him because of that, but all that Darken Rahl saw was a weakness.
Withdrawing two more blades from the inside of his trench coat, Darken was not caught off guard when a shockwave came his way. With the wounds from his other fight, Darken Rahl, knew that he could not take the attack head on. He would have to do his best to get out of his way.

Darken Rahl only took three steps to the right when the shock wave was upon him. On his second step he turned it into a roll, and the roll into a leap as the shock wave brought pain in his legs. He had managed to dodge the most of it, but the shock wave had managed to scratch his legs up. Darken didn’t want to think what might have happened if he had waited a moment longer.

Not knowing what May had done to dodge or stop the shockwave that was after him, Darken Rahl took to the offense. Throwing the blade in the right hand at the ground at the opponent it explode upon impact sending shards of the exploded blade in random directions. The knife in his left hand was curved and when he threw it in the direction of the smoke caused by the small explosion it headed straight for Anju. If he managed to dodge it would spin around after it flew past him and curve back by the boomerang. The whole objective of this was to leave an opening for May with his abilities. Hopefully he was smart enough to sense Darken’s objective in his attack.

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<sub>" Hahahahahaha.....Do you think a puny attack like that will stop me !!!!" May exclaimed at the sight of the eerie blue shockwave heading straight for him....The feeling of death was in the air..But was it May's or Anju.....Placing both his palms in front of him he muttered under his breathe " Ten Million Vari " releasing Ten Million Volts of electric out of his palms at the oncoming shockwave... The bolts of electricity collided with the shockwave and kept it at bay and created a huge explosion which produced a loud thunderous Boom that echoed through the battle field....

When the smoke had cleared May was pushed back by the power of the shockwave but held his ground and smiled at the face of danger.....Has he began to approach Anju from one side he caught a glimpse of Darken barely escaping the shockwave with it slightly causing damage to his foot....." He's tough...I gotta admit that "... The massively towering Fish man who had no shirt on with a blue tinge in his skin that was lined with Black Tiger Stripes that lined his body all over...may released a roar in the open air and laughed....

He charged straight at Anju using God Speed to move at an incredibly speed...this ability allows him to react and move his body at speeds that would normally be impossible. This was done by send all electrical impulses from his brain in a straight line directly to the part of the body he wanted to use, completely bypassing his nervous system.....May's hand was electrified and was in front of Anju and lunged at Anju with his arm that was engulfed in electricity trying to pierce him ....

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Anju kept his guard up and backed up once he had shot two simultaneous shockwaves at his attacks and thought it would be in his best interest to take out the knife wielding man called Darken.....But to his surprise Darken skillfully dodged the shockwave and apparently threw a knife which exploded and sent debris flying towards Anju...But being an accomplished swordsman..This was but just child's play for him to block all the rocks that were sent flying towards him....But has he backed up more a stray dagger flew out of the cloud of smoke to which Anju merely shifted his head and gracefully dodged it..... "I have to admit it to you....Both of you are a handful " excited and filled with fear at the same time that he was fighting such opponents that when combined rivaled his skill level......And in that moment of thought he was blindsided by May who came lunging forward with a piercing attack and a dagger that was curving around to which he just noticed....he had to take one or the either but luckily for him he had an array of abilities that he could used and with May's attack getting closer and closer to his heart....

In that minute instant...Anju swirled his sword muttered "Whirlwind " creating a massive whirlwind that surrounded him and blew May towards Darken with the added effect of repelling the dagger that was heading for his back</sub>

[metalic]

If Darken Rahl was at all effected by Anju's words it didn't show in his expression. He simply wanted the man to die already. He was a nuisance and a selfish bastard. Honestly what would he have to do to kill this guy. Couldn't he just be a good little boy and let Darken slip his knives into his skin. It would sure make things easier if he would. But unlike most opponents this man was not one to let tragedy affect his reasoning. Well he would have to do something to change that.

When Anju unleashed whirlwind and sent May flying in the air towards Darken along with his curved blade. Either way the curved blade would have most likely have come back to him anyway. But the blade and May were following the same path. Darken Rahl didn't have the time to think over the plan he had quickly made up. He took action.

The amount of time it took for him to come up with the plan took only a second. It occurred during the time that May was thrown off his feet. Running forward he knew that May was thrown high enough that he had to jump into the air if he wanted to do this right. So he did just that. As May came flying forward, Darken jumped into the air grabbing a hold of May's free arms.

Tightening his grip on them he pulled May out of the air. This would successfully take him out of the curved blade's path, but sadly Darken couldn't stop the crash to the ground. It was going to hurt more for May than it would for Darken because he grabbed him in the air. When Darken and May crashed to the ground, Darken didn't waste any time. He needed to get back on the offense again.

Charging towards Anju he took out two of his poisoned blades. As he closed the distance, first twenty feet then ten, he tossed the first blade aimed straight at Anju's head's and the second aimed at his lower section. The hope was that Anju would have to block both blades which were traveling at the exact same speed and from the exact same distance.

But he didn't stop after throwing the blades. Even if Anju did manage to block both knifes, Darken was charging right at him, the blades in his fingerless gloves had popped out. Clutching his hands into fists as he closed the remaining distance all that separated Anju from Darken was Anju's sword. With one arm he swung the blade that was connected to his left glove towards Anju's blade to knock the blade to the side. At the same time he swung with his other fist aiming to stab Anju in the side.