Don't Forget Leg Day (Aiko/Sigurd)

"What the- Hey!" The two men yelped startled by the sudden expulsion of energy that sent them stumbling back.

However, they did not fall to the ground, nor did they seem entirely discombobulated. That would tell Aiko one thing before she took off into the sky. She's not dealing with ordinary humans, even if they didn't sport any particular power. Though, even then, they couldn't stop her from escaping.

Their guns went up, but firing into the sky would only bring unwanted attention to them, and the last thing they need are the authorities checking out their activities. However, as Aiko flew off, a black car would pull up to the two who had surrounded her, a voice telling the two men to get in. Unknown to Aiko, there's now a tiny blinking disc attached to her jacket as she flew off. She wasn't followed to the building, but they didn't need to follow her there.

The fear that someone could be watching her is setting in, and even as she'd retreat from the building by flying or walking, she can't be entirely sure she's safe from danger. One thing's for certain, she is actually being watched, a scope zooming in on her from far away across multiple buildings. That same scope would move away to another location where more men seem to be getting into black cars. Well, what a little mess that's starting to form.

"..."

Aiko's breathing grew faster from uncertainty and effort, but she looked around and made sure no one was near her before settling like a bird atop the highest building peak she could find in the area.

When she rested, the first thing that came to mind was the man at the gym who she had brushed off. She knew his type, and if his ego or pride was bruised, then whoever those men were had to follow his orders.

So, in a nasty, grumbled tone, she uttered:

"Small dick bastard..."

Despite her anxiety, anger was boiling up below the surface as Aiko's fist tightened. Why couldn't some men take no as an answer and leave her alone? The day was going just perfectly otherwise!

As her eyes darted from side to side, she weighed her options and considered whether it was safe to remain in the city or call for help. Glancing at her phone, she scrolled through her contacts but kept a vigilant eye for anything odd as her heart raced.

"She's up there, boss. Hasn't moved at all. Think she calling for help?" One of the grunts asked as he opened the back door to one of the black cars after they had pulled up to the building.

Out stepped the man Aiko had politely told off, but that's not the story he shared with his pack of hyenas. No. For what they're worth, hired muscle, they only know that someone needs a vacation from the living world, a permanent one. He's surprisingly smaller and shorter than the men who began to pile out the cars, but he carried himself with the prestige of a rat king.

"I don't care who she calls. It's us very whatever sorry prick she's putting out for."

With orders then given, the men piled into the building, climbing up the stairs and elevators to reach their target. Aiko may have called someone, but there's little chance of them getting there before the first group of men appeared on the roof, there guns already trained if she had not fled by now. Though, it's not entirely easy to tell if her little take off attempt will be as successful as it was last time.

When the men arrived at the top of the building, they'd find Aiko glaring at them as her body was engulfed in a sphere of blood aura that looked akin to fire. With fury in her eyes, she pushed her anxieties and terrors to fuel her adrenaline as steam exited her mouth and her eyes flickered to life with power.

"What the hell do you want with me?!"

Her voice bellowed out with fury and uncertainty, yet still demanding an answer to her question.

Her spiritual energy radiated across the rooftop, a palpable force that hummed in the air. Aiko's stance was tense, every muscle coiled and ready. She scanned the group of armed men, her senses heightened as she tracked their movements and energies. The blood aura around her seemed to pulse in rhythm with her racing heart, manifesting her inner turmoil and determination.

The huge group of men parted as their boss came to the front, his hands together, pointer fingers against his lips before bringing them down to focus on Aiko. He did not seem concerned by her aura nor blood. If anything, it all seemed normal to him, but the world's become rather used to powerful individuals.

"Nothing personal, toots, but it's a lil'personal. Can't have a lad think 'erself too good for the boss, eh?" He said, as if it's normal for him to take out his insecurities on a lady just because he feels like it at the time.

Though, scum like him is probably used to abusing anyone who even crosses the street improperly around him.

The men around him all pulled out their guns, but the man in charge would stop them with a raise of his hand. His eyes leered at Aiko, his lips twisting into a devious smirk. It's like he's looking at a slab of meat, a juicy steak for consumption.

"Don't kill 'er. Let's take her with us. She has a look that'd sell, but she try to fly, let 'er fry."

And with that, the men all put away their guns, except a few, and began approaching, hulking figures wanting to take down Aiko and take her away to someplace far away from the decent side of society.

Aiko grew furious when she heard that her suspicions were correct. Instead of taking the loss and moving on to another girl who could be wooed by riches or looks, he decided to bully and chase someone because his feelings were hurt. What a loser.

"Fucking pathetic. Men like you make me sick. Because you can't have your way with every woman you come across, your small dicked ass has to kill, hurt or kidnap them?"

Her heart hammered in her chest, a rapid drumbeat fueling the adrenaline and fear coursing through her veins. Aiko knew it was the moment to take action. With a swift motion, she clapped her hands together, summoning multiple spiked tendrils from her blood halo. They whirled through the air, aimed precisely at the guns to disarm her adversaries.

Immediately after, she would launch herself into the air, her contemptive gaze locked on her targets.

"Fuck off and leave me alone."

With one final snarl, she'd keep navigating the volatile situation with fierce determination and readiness to strike at any further provocation.

"And you'd do well to remember the privileges men like me allow women like you."

He's feeling himself now, an ugly smirk plastered on his greasy face as the men neared Aiko, surrounding her. They didn't seem to care about her powers, knowing that if she could, she'd have gotten herself out of this situation already. It seems she has a care about being shot at if she hasn't taken to the sky yet, and she's probably not capable of wiping them all out in a single hit. Some losses here and there are what these buffoons are paid for after all, and those that succeed simply know they'll get a handsome reward.

Though, as the time for Aiko to act actually neared as one guy went to lunge, the door to the rooftop exploded open, a foot sending a man through the door as it fell off its hinges onto the rooftop with a loud crash. Stepping from the opening would be a man, his hair brunette with yellow eyes and fair skin. His bulking frame is something rememberable, but if anyone had paid attention in the gym earlier, they'd recognize him as one of the patrons who was there today.

"And what's this?" Sigurd would ask, letting his presence be known to everyone around, and with his entrance, it's given Aiko just enough time to react to the man who was trying for her as his attention shifted to the loud noise.

"Who the fuck are you?!" The bastard of a man would scream though, as he also turned his attention away from Aiko.

Despite her agitated bravado, Aiko's anxiety was through the roof. So she instantly picked up on seeing the rather well-put-together male who appeared on the battlefield. Recognizing him from the gym earlier, there wasn't much time to think of a response, so she held her hand out and yelled.

"RUN OR HIDE! These people are dangerous."

Seizing the confusion, Aiko moved her streaks of blood to act as chains to sneak around the leader, aiming to restrict his movements by having her blood harden around his wrist, ankles, waist, and throat.

Her heart pounded furiously, the rapid beats echoing in her ears as she kept her vigilant gaze on the remaining men. Each breath was a silent prayer for a swift resolution, hoping that her actions would tip the scales in their favor soon.

Run? Hide? Well, that all seems fine, but he's already made his grand entrance. Neither of those options are available to him now, but Sigurd didn't seem too out of sorts with where he is right now. If anything, he looked comfortable.

The guy over everything, however, isn't have a great time. The distraction was enough for him to find himself encased in Aiko's hardened blood, his voice a sudden shrill as he was caught off guard. The men around him were confused on what to do next, but their boss' screams got them moving again.

"You fucking dumbasses! Get them. Take the girl down and kill this guy! And get this shit off me!"

One of the men pulled out his gun, aiming at Sigurd, but as a shot rang out, the sound of muscle and bone cracking followed, Sigurd's knuckles connecting with the man's chin in an uppercut. He had moved incredibly fast, ducking under said fired bullet and reaching his attacker in moments. Other men moved, but he then took the guy he punched, grabbing him by his arm before launching him over his shoulder towards the group of men who came for him.

The few who had stopped attacking Aiko resumed their charge as some others tried to get their boss out of the hardened blood.

"Jesus...."

Aiko's voice was stunned, but it didn't detract her from the mission at hand. She could feel the anxiety and adrenaline filling her veins, so her blood responded and started having more streaks of blood, trying to restrain the men from resuming their charge while trying to keep a grip on the boss at hand.

"Well, you're strong, so fight it is."

Promptly speaking to Sigurd, her wings fluttered briefly, gathering energy before she lunged forward. With a burst of speed, she aimed a powerful kick straight at the boss's jaw, hoping to knock him out cold.

"You wanted my attention, right? Don't regret it, asshole,"

Her voice spat out pure venom, her words punctuated by the force of her attack as Aiko's eyes blazing with fierce intent.