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Skill Issue •MK and SWK Angst•

Mainly MK, some SWK feelings here and there... but enjoy.)

(The title is so hilarious to me but I feel bad-)

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Wukong swerved right and left in the air, transforming into a bird, wolf, tiger, and more in the air. Macaque was keeping up nicely but Wukong could notice how the shadow monkeys movements where starting to slow and stiffen a bit more with each passing minute they were fighting.

"Haha! Starting to get an issue Macaque?" Wukong laughed a bit more as he landed a punch on Macaque's side, blowing Macaque off his balance and onto the floor. Wukong pinned Macaque down with his staff pressed roughly against Macaque's chest. Limiting the air the black-furred one seemed to get, letting out a low growl, he struggled to suck in a full breath because Wukong simply pushed down even harder.

"Get- Off!" Wukong let out a pitited sigh as he stared down at Macaque's gasping body. Macaque had bruises on his face, sweat had flattened down some of his fur and his clothes were either charred or ripped in various places.

Wukong was less damaged on the other hand, as he was more on defence rather than offense. "Why should I? You came towards me first and I was only protecting myself." Macaque grabbed at Wukongs staff, trying to pull the cursed thing off only to fail over and over, wasting more and more of his limited oxygen.

Baring his teeth, Macaque started to kick, "I wanted the kid!" Wukong's gleaming playfulness left and a serious expression shadowed his face. Macaque looked between Wukong's legs and took only one glance, peeking out from behind a tree was MK. Most likely hiding because he had been told to, of course, it wouldn't be long before MK came out and tried to intervene and help.

Resulting in Macaque having an exit out of this dead end.

"What do you want from him." Macaque was about to suck in a breath when he felt his chest being pushed down even farther, Macaque chocked out a curse before he needed to gasp for air. "I want an answer, Macaque."
Macaque's time was quickly ticking but he needed to stall only a few more seconds before he could start his actual plan. But with how quickly Wukong was becoming impatient, he would have less time than what he needed. And, last time Macaque checked, death wasn't suppose to be on his wish list again for another few hundred centuries..

Macaque's ears twitched as they picked up on another heartbeat nearing, he smiled, catching Wukong's attention. Wukong's eyes narrowed as his eyes searched for a small facial expression of what Macaque could be doing, a small eye twitch, a glint of anger, anything, but he found nothing and that only drove Wukong's senses higher.

He searched for another pair of footsteps, nothing.. yet.
A small whistling of some type of weapon coming towards him, nothing.
He searched for something, yet found nothing.
No smell.

"What are you planing!" As he finished his sentence his ears twitched and his head swirled to look back, his eye catching that familiar red head band tied around his kids head..

"I wanted the kid!" Wukong felt his own eyes widen as he was hit with a truck full of bricks realization.
Wukong wasn't fast enough, he wasn't fast enough to hurl towards MK and make his cloud appear, to take MK away from this fight. A fight Wukong was suppose to fight alone, but MK had been dragged into it and he had tried his best to drag MK away but it seems he failed.

Because MK fell to the ground, a shadow clone of Macaque, smirking, stood there with a thick branch in it's hand. Wukong tightened his fist as he tried to catch MK from falling on the floor, but darkness quickly overtook his senses and the next thing he knew, he was knocked out with Macaque's shadow staff.