A few more days had passed and Danny still hadn't managed to find anything on Izana or Kakucho. The latter sounded vaguely familiar, but that might just be because she has a character with the same name. Who knows, right?
She let out a sigh as she put her hands into her pockets. It wasn't absolutely freezing today, so she wore her checkered jacket, the same one she had worn back when Draken had gotten stabbed, along with a pair of sweats and Toman's boots. Also, since it had been fairly windy, she had her hair tied back into a braid, pieces of her bangs were still in her face though. "What to do..." she muttered as she sauntered along.
"Oi, oi, oi, Danny~" a familiar voice from behind her chanted.
I recognize that voice... She turned around to be met with the sight of Hanma with his usual grin. "Got tired of white, eh?" she asked with a smirk tugging at her lips as she faced him. A complete contrast to the bomber jacket he wore in Valhalla, he wore a long red trenchcoat with black accents and writing on the sleeves.
"You could say that," he said with a chuckle as five more guys with the same red uniform appeared from the alley behind him.
"Eeeeh? You really think six guys is enough to take me down?" she asked with her smirk widening a bit as she tilted her head in a challenging manner. She had wanted to fight against Hanma for a while, so this was definitely getting her blood pumping.
"Oh, no, they're just gonna watch," he cockily replied before lunging at her with a punch. "I don't give a shit if you're a girl, I'm gonna beat the shit outta you!"
"I think you meant that to be the other way around!" she exclaimed as she sent a kick at his head, only for it to be blocked by "Sin."
As Hanma sent a kick at her, the guys cheered him on, but to Danny, only Hanma existed at that moment as she blocked the kick with her left arm. Then, she threw a punch at him, which he blocked, before immediately sending a quick kick at his head. It connected, sending him stumbling slightly to the side while the others quieted. "What..." he lifted his purple eyes to meet her blue ones, "the fuck are you?" he asked with an unreadable expression.
Her smirk widened into a toothy grin as she kept herself ready for what might happen next. "Just someone as fucked up as you."
He began attacking with as much ferocity as he had when he fought against Mikey back when he was part of Mobius. And Danny didn't miss a single beat. She was completely zoned into the fight, not paying any mind to anything else aside from Hanma. Every kick, every punch, she effortlessly blocked and dodged them. Then, a punch barrelled toward her face, making her grin as she sidestepped it, grabbed his arm and wrist, and threw him over her shoulder. He hit the ground hard, the impact forcing all of the air out of his lungs. A small airy laugh escaped Danny's lips as her eyes landed on the other five. "Who's next?"
After a stunned second of silence, they all charged. In just a few short seconds though, they were all down, all but one knocked unconscious. She grabbed the hiar of the conscious guy and lifted him up to her face as she stood. "What the fuck are you doing, attacking me?" she asked with an expressionless face as he stared into the guy's soul. He was obviously scared, and she couldn't blame him. She was about half his size and had taken down them all without breaking much of a sweat.
He audibly gulped. "We were- we were ordered to attack Toman's higher-ups!" he nervously answered as he trembled slightly.
"Why?" she coldly asked.
He flinched. "I don't know!" he practically shouted. "I'm just a grunt, I don't-"
She delivered a hard punch to his jaw before dropping him with a sigh, allowing him to collapse on one of the other guys. "You're no help then..." she muttered as she put her hands into her pockets. Hopefully, everyone else is okay, she thought to herself as she began walking again. I don't know much about Tenjiku... just that they're led by Black Dragon's 8th Gen Commander. I wonder what kind of monsters they have on their side? After a few minutes of walking, the faint sounds of a fight met her ears. She quickened her pace slightly and turned down the side road where it sounded like the noises were coming from. Her eyes slightly widened at the sight of more guys in red uniforms. There were at least eleven guys, by the look of it, including a guy that stood out from the others. He was taller, buffer, and had his black hair styled into a rat tail mohawk. Then in the middle of it all... "Mitsuya!" she called out as she approached, gaining everyone's attention.
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Living A Dead Dream (Baji x OC)
Fanfiction~updates are currently sporradic~ and is on AO3 As an ex-delinquent with a knack for ticking others off with her mouth, Danaju Hanagaki has lived most of her adult life as a mangaka. Then, one day she faints and finds herself 12 years in the past. F...