• Just Do It • [ FIGHT NIGHT 2013 ]

The boredom overwhelms him with rage and fear. What can you see next? A dinner.

Like usual, he hides himself within the crowds of the many people while concealing himself as one of the civilians as he stuffed himself into people by people. This is like a game of hide and seek, where the dark-red haired male has to hide, while the officials are the seekers to seek him out of hiding and bring him back to their base. Unlike any other day, this was one of the worst days he is having for the past few days, and somehow, he was able to discharge after a day of staying within the hospital. The underarm crutch was once again into his own possession, an ordinary one, not modified and completely normal. His right leg was somehow fractured from his previous fight and awaited for the regeneration to kick in. He did not mean that his right leg was unable to move, but more like weakened after it was fractured once.

Sounds of the crutch tapping against the ground as the male moved foward, he had a messy, striking dark-red hair and had the outfits similar to a bartender, the man's name was Sou Yuuki, also known as The Nightmare in his own nickname. Fitting through the crowds, his expression can be quite displeasing through the fact that he had to deal with many situations that he is having throughout his attempts to get out from the karakura city to be as safe as possible from the authorities or at least having some peace over his rage. He did not want anymore attention, nothing more but a complete zero attention over the people around him, and hopefully, nobody really comes to disturb his current displeased mood.

Snappy snap. Snapping the darkness shall devour you to their realm.

He was enough displeased to be in this condition, and a sudden voice that echoed out loud from the crowds that quickly dispersed, only to find himself with a woman that stood right before him. Sou had no time to deal with a likes of the woman and decided to go his away around her through ignoring her very presence, but the female's persistent personality, simply blocked his way. Though, at this point, he would've smashed the place apart by means of anger and rage, but since he is in this wide area where he may easily get spotted by a few officials, he prefer to keep himself silent in the shadows, and instead, his menacing eyes glared against the female, only to utter a few sentences before making his way around the female again, "I don't really know if you have some sort of grudge against me or wanted to use me in some way, but i don't really have the time to deal with fucking brats like you right now. Go find yourself another fucker, because your presence will only bore me out from every way and another.."

If she tried to block his way again, Sou would stand in silence before turning to the opposite way and walk away like nothing had ever happened. Its not like he does not want to have a good fight and all, but attention? That is what he hates to get when he is on the run from the officials while getting chased on the fucking tail. Hopefully, things may get smoothly as he wanted to wihout ragequitting on his way. "Brats these days.. If i can simply get out from this place wihout a scratch, that would be fucking good so i can get myself some peace out of this shithole."

Grinning through the darkness and envelopes the nightmare. He shalt bring fear to your spine.

His face was slammed against the cement for several times, his body and mood was starting to get truly pissed off by the actions of the young woman. His body was somehow, unresponsive, laying before the ground as he remained in a complete silence, but.. he grinned widely, a small giggling before the male bursted into a huge laughter and stood up with his body fazing sideways. "Kekekekekeke. I've beared this shit long enough. If a fucking brat like you wants a fucking fight.. THEN BRING IT ON!"

He does not require speed, since he can simply push this bitch off-balance with his usual warm-up. Stretching his neck sideways, he would adjust his leg's position a little bit before Sou would start things up with a 'greetings' by the name of 'Stomp'. The moment he had stomped the ground, vibrations was emitted throughout the ground itself before cracks may stretch out and burst outwards by the strong vibration of the stomp. Grinding his teeth, this was not all to repay the female for what she did to him.

Sou does not bring his crutch for show, or for fun, since it has a lot of use for it. But for him, just fuck it. He is going to smash the shit out of this woman and make her realise that she has picked the wrong bait, or the wrong target. An idea to begin with, he gripped his crutch tightly and slammed it against the ground again, only to worsen the cracks and force them to form cracks as they burst apart, and which when the spikes had formed, he fired a few of them with a kick against the tall cracks towards the human female in attempt to catch her despite her quick speed, though this may hardly work to get her off the coast. Sou flipped his crutch front to aim before the moving target, or the idle target, the female herself, has the vibrations were sent throughout the underarm crutch and when it reaches the point? It fires off a couple of pressurized air or force that may blow apart buildings upon direct contact and if it hits the female? The possibilities are, depending how tough her durability is, it may be powerful enough to rip a hole against a part of her body.

"KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE."

After 4 rounds of firing those vibrating airs that was pressurized through the tightening space of his underarm crutch, he tapped it back down, only to see this place one last time before it turns into a huge bloodbath itself, shouting out a sentence with a smirk on his face, "COME ON! DIDN'T YOU WANT TO BE A BITCH SO MUCH TO FUCK AROUND WITH ME? WHERE'S YOUR FUCKING PATHETIC FACE OF YOURS, BRAT!? I THOUGHT YOU CAN ENTERTAIN ME MORE THAN WHAT YOU HAVE RIGHT NOW. KEKEKEKEKEKEKE."

Grinning through the darkness and envelopes the nightmare. He shalt bring fear to your spine.

Coughing out a small portion of blood, but nevertheless, all of his attacks were all countered, and he took on everywhere as he was watching every of her attacks coming by and smashing his pathetic, pitiful ass, but yeah, that's enough of an audience to watch, since this wasn't a movie or some sort to watch for the whole hour just to be idling like a little bitch. "Aye aye. That's enough show to watch. NOW DIE GRACEFULLY."

Plasma shocked through his body for a second, but tuned down to complete zero since Sou tried to resist himself from overloading the whole place down with energy in such an open area, or else shit may get wrong, real wrong. He isn't resisting, nor flinching, but instead, he went on a full burst of strength by sending emergency brain waves throughout the inner muscles of his body for his body to act accordingly to its own requirement and will and prevent his own body and soul from damage at the same time. And yet, wihout further ado, time to get things done quickly before attention may swarm into his location and authorities rushes into the location to arrest him. Stretching his neck sideways, at some point, the moment he resisted, another blow of kick was coming to his direction, only to allow his body to react accordingly.

How? Since his body is held down by the likes of the female, his arms may suddenly burst out his strength by the sudden expansion of his muscles to allow his energy to flow in at a sudden rate, he would quickly take a grasp on her incoming foot and break her ankle before enabling her to pull back her foot, since it was done at such close range, it was not impossible to retreat from his grasp, but to make things fair, the chances are lower for her, even if she has the ability to use her strength and speed at far beyond human expectations, it doesn't mean she can play around with her brain and use it freely as she wants, unlike Sou himself which he has a total control of his own brain to do how he wants or likes, but not capable of doing some of the things that many may do when their limiters are removed.

His crutch? Well, wihout it, he would not care, since it may break even if he was able to use it, and for a day of treatment in the hospital, his once-fractured leg was taking into an effect where it is supposingly starting to work at its full power again. Though, this female had underestimated him, which brings into an interesting part. If the female were to punch, or somehow, attempting to kick him using the same amount of force, or lower, he can simply.. just literally, enable his bare body to input the same amount of strength required to counter that said power that was outputted by the female, but if she is using the higher amount of strength which he had not yet calculated or seen yet, he would just need to take on and see how her muscles work in order to fulfil that amount of strength that she releases.

For now, he counters the force of the female's kick held him down using a higher output of force she uses, and if she increases the output, he may resist it through breaking free by sending distress signals to his muscles to burst out a sudden amount of strength and vibrations out to his body, and eventually, attempting to take ahold against one of her legs and immediately kicking the female in the guts using only a little bit of his strength, but that 'little bit' of force can be compared to breaking down a mountain to crumblings pieces. Truly, those who underestimates Sou's capability are nothing less but a pathetic being. If he is able to break free, the first thing he'll do is to implant his arm into an apartment building, roughly around 20 stories tall, if there's one, of course, he'd throw the entire set of building towards the female at a huge force to force the approaching building to move foward at a considerable speed, as well as destroying anything that blocks the path of the approaching building.

Although he despises very much of how his brain works through taking in memories and information that is unneeded, but who cares? Its useful to him at times in a battlefield for him to be able to intercept the female's kick through implanting the same amount of force she uses by acknowledging how her body and muscles works with her when she uses that certain force, which brings into an interesting fact about his knowledge. He does not need to reach out to his crutch, and grinning with an overloading amount of excitement, he had found himself a new entertainment, and it was someone that is on par at his level when it comes to raw firepower, not speed, not brain, but most likely, strength on strength. Although his speed is not on par at her level, his brain was able to collect all the data he needed of how her body and muscles react when she stops for a punch or kick in the face, and when she moves at an inhuman speed, which means he knew when to react and amount of force he needed to counter it.

If the female speeds herself up and encounters him with a kick or a punch at a much higher force, with a walk in a park, his hand may simply output a higher amount, unknowingly how much he will input them and output it, he simply tunes it up at thrice the amount of his previous input. Though, if something as little as this was to bring this woman to shock or off-guard, he tunes the strength twice the amount of his other arm, and attempt to land a punch on her face with the said force that can wreck a couple of buildings down a row, but for now, he wanted to ask her a question that he is eager, or somehow, interested to ask about, "I don't really know what's your purpose of trying to pick a fight with me, or being a bitch around with me, but the thing is, why the fuck do you have to pick me instead of the thousands of fighters that are hundred times more interesting and powerful than i am. I just want to get the fuck out of here wihout harm nor attention, and i hope you find someone else other than me. If you want to continue the fight? I'll just get the fuck out of here before the authorities that you're calling would be arriving here."

He knew it all along, its just that he remains himself into silence and not mentioning about it. Of all times, why the fuck does it have to be now?

Break. Snap. Boom. Pure MADNESS From THE Nightmare.

Grinding his own teeth, anger began to boil inside of him, as Sou isn't the person to be able to stand up and bear with all the shit he is in. Everyone damn well knows what happens when he is pissed, and NOBODY wants to be seeing that happening when he is as good as exploding like a volcano and start causing shitstorms around the city with all of his might and rage. He was within a long wave of silence, offering nothing more but a silence wihout a reply to her words and questions. Wihout much of a surprise to her, he shouted, to the top of his lungs with a complete devouration of his own pure anger, and with that, his introduction began with a slam against the ground using his bare fist, with so much force that the ground itself rippled apart to pieces and expanded outwards from the original position, in a circular formation that simply ripping apart the ground from the very rage of the so-called 'Nightmare'.

Any attempts to be stopping him from doing so are most likely impossible for most beginners in combat, but for natsu's case, countering him or at least, unallowing him to do so may be a little tough nut to crack, but still possible at a way or another. Though, he isn't doing this for show, but this is more for a plan to escape from his current area, or else, shit is going to get realistic enough for the feared one to ever step foot into this place, and everyone knows who. A burst of his strength that was tapped approximently around 5% to 8%, which would be enough to ripple the ground to pieces together with a burst of the dense air pressure which would only be temporarily formed during the compression of his muscles and strength at an inhuman peak, which may form a dense air pressure that will burst outwards from the ever-compressing strength across his arm once released when his muscles grows loose from its moments of burst. The air pressure would be strong enough to lift an overweighted or oversized being with just a burst of pressure to put down a wave of sorts.

With the rippling effect going on and the bursting pressure that may either blow away the likes of the female or covers off the female's sight on him, he took this opportunity to escape from his own vicnicity. How? With the ongoing, rippling ground that bursts apart to the air in a spike-like forms in every possible and visible direction, in exception from above, he ran off from the area as fast as he could, although this may not be how he used to fight in his own terms and conditions, but rather not to find as much trouble as it was already unnecessary in his own pace. Escape is the only way to leave, and leaving? Through excessive force. Jumping from cracks to cracks and spikes to spikes, he lunged himself within the air to a short distance for every several seconds he had stopped, using the dense air pressure and the exertion of his strength may as well push him with enough force to move foward and against the strong gravitational force of the earth.

His expression displayed a sign of displeasedness, and anger totalling up, rage inducing fight that may as well for him to force the world to crumble and victims to kneel, but this sort of attention is not what he wanted, instead, he'll keep into silence and see what the female would do next, and attempting to stop him is nonetheless, VERY irritating to deal with.