You watched as Yata and the boys fought with the mobsters, staying back until you were sure that they needed help. Anna was back at the bar with Tatara, and Izumo and Mikoto were in a heated discussion with Munakata and Seri a few feet away from you, the situation an interesting one.
Turns out the mobsters you guys had been after had a Strain among them, so Scepter 4 had shown up at the warehouse not too long after you guys did.
It wasn't long before most of the mobsters had been taken down, thanks to the boys. Fushimi and a few other blues were trying to catch the Strain, who was running amok threw the warehouse, weaving in and out of the boys fighting.
A mobster trying to sneak away caught your attention and you narrowed your eyes, seeing that no one else had noticed the man creeping along the wall.
He was too busy looking out for any of the boys to notice you coming at him, that is, until he turned his head just in time for his face to meet your fist.
A crack was heard as you most likely broke his nose and he flew back in shock, blinking a few times in disorientation before glaring at you. "You little bitch!"
You scoffed, bringing your foot up fast and hard, right into his crotch. He keeled over on the spot, wheezing as he curled up into a ball on the ground. You snorted, nudging him with your foot. "Wow, that was easy."
"Y/N," Yata called from across the room, and you looked up to see that you had gained everyone's attention. Your clansmen, Munakata and even Mikoto looked amused, while any remaining conscious mobsters were glaring and groaning. Yata had a grin on his face. "You got him?"
You smirked, nudging the wheezing man once more. "Yeah, I got him."
The man on the ground suddenly groaned loudly, before yelling out. "Toki! Attack!"
Your eyebrows shot up as the Strain across the room, who had been cornered by Fushimi and a few others, suddenly punched the ground with such a force that it sent shock waves out, knocking the Blues and Fushimi backwards.
Before you or anyone else could do or say anything, the Strain leaped across the room and lunged for you. You braced yourself as he crashed into you, sending the both of you tumbling backwards and into a wall. You groaned as your back impacted with the wall, then glared at the figure now straddling you. "Get off me, fucker!"
"Y/N!" Rikio called out as you rolled over, pinning the strain to the ground. It narrowed it's eyes at you, bringing it's legs up and kicking you in the stomach, sending you flying back.
Bandou and Chitose, who were closest at the moment, immediately shot out and tried to grab you, but you were sent across the room so fast that you crashed into them, the three of you crashing to the ground and rolling a few feet before coming to a stop. You groaned, pushing yourself up on your arms as you coughed. "Sorry guys."
"It's cool." Bandou winced, pulling himself up, followed by Chitose. "You okay?"
You nodded, but just as you went to get up, the Strain had bounded across the room and pounced on you again. By now, both your clansmen and Scepter 4 members were making their way over to you, wanting to get rid of the strain as soon as possible.
"Motherfucker," You hissed up at the Strain as Bandou and Chitose tried to pull him off of you. "What in the hell do you have against me?!"
The man you had nailed in the crotch was struggling to his feet across the warehouse, a smirk growing on his face. "Toki!" He called, and the Strain tensed up. "Wipe the little bitch's mind!"
Your eyes widened. What in the hell did that mean?! The Strain narrowed it's eyes at you at the commanded, and punched the ground beside you, sending Bandou and Chitose flying back, along with anyone else close enough.
