Wind Breaker x Male Oc Insert

Chapter 8: Crack and Crash

Gorgon members stood there, knife against a battered and bruised Motako- they saw Medusa stood on the train tracks as he pulled off his blindfold to glare at them, he went to walk closer but the tip of the knife pressed closer against Motako's neck causing him to back off, he could tell she was barely conscious as he eyes that always locked onto his struggled to find him.

Mess: " Evil bastards.. "

Gorgon: " We're evil? You don't know what you two did to us! The gangs in jail, majority serving life and the rest either killed in prison or hunted down by angry families because of your statement all those years ago! "

Mess: " What you mean when you took advantage of victims which I specifically told you to help! Yeah I'll take the blame for that one, creeps like you should have been shot and thrown into a river rather than been let anywhere near a vunerable person! "

Gorgon: " Shut your mouth, we're gonna beat you harder than we did the first time and you're gonna sit there or else little Motako's throat gets slit "

Furin and Lion's head arrived to the scene, they looked at what was going on and tried to approach only to have the one holding the knife notice them and use Motako as a hostage, they decided not to move- they had no reason to help Motako or Mess but they didn't want to be on the recieving side of whatever Mess was about to do to the creeps once he figures out a way to save Motako.

Mess faced the one in charge of them, waiting as he approached and pulled out a switchblade like he did all those years ago when he carved those horrible things into his skin- he grabbed Mess and tried throwing him down but to no avail as he couldn't budge the much bigger man now; he thought Mess was just the same old weak little boy that he was when he took over but they were the ones who made him who he is.

The man gasped as suddenly a hand grabbed his face, Mess lifted him and held on tightly as he looked over at the one with the knife; both held a hostage now and they exchanged looks at eachother before the one with a knife began to back ok and put it down slowly expecting Mess to do the same, once the blade hit the floor- Mess thrw the leader and ran to Motako, Umemiya and Choji jumping the one who originally took Motako as a hostage.

Motako: " Oh my head hurts love.. "

Mess: " It's ok, I've got you now but try stay awake- it's not safe since you probably have a concussion, we'll get you to the hospital quickly "

They had to have Motako walk since laying her in Mess' arms may hurt her head more with the rocking and bumpy pathways, the group began to walk back before they heard feet shuffle and turned a little too late; Motako let out a scream and a cry in pain, falling to her knees as a knife stabbed in her back literally from the thug who seemed way to happy with himself for stabbing a girl they beat helpless.

Mess: " Umemiya... "

Umemiya: " I already know "

Mess: " Don't worry about the concussion it's less serious than this so just rush her there and I'll get back as soon as I can "

He nodded and ran off, they left Mess alone with his old gang and saw him tear off his shirt again just before the gangs turned the corner to get Motako to a hospital quickly. Mess faced the thug who stabbed Motako and threw him to the side, stabbing his leg with a dislodged piece of pipe to keep him from running before going to grab the leader. The one in charge tried getting up and running but he was too slow and was grabbed by Mess who began to drag him back.

Mess threw the leader/bestfriend of the knifewielder in front of him as he lay helplessly pinned to the ground by a piece of pipe- he watched as Mess, the weak boy from their past mercilessly dug into his friend; his fists cracking the guy's skull in almost a couple punches, blood splattering all around the alleyways as he kept going until the man was definetly dead, pulling the pipe from the trapped thug who glared at him with tearful eyes.

Mess: " Oh so pain is only ok when you cause it? Stand up or I hunt down the last members of the gang and hang them all in front of your house myself "

The injured thug began to slowly stand, Mess didn't want to take too long since he needed to get to Motako's side but he wasn't going to let them get off easy as now she'd been actually hurt, the thug glared still and didn't speak a word except sniffling from tears and stood ready to fight Mess- his hands going up like a boxer although his technique was sloppy and footwork was obviously lacking due to injury.

The two faced eachother as now Mess took an odd stance, his body went limp and almost zombie like with his arms dangling at the sides making it look like he was tired of drunk, it appeared like an opening causing the man to run at Mess and attempt to land a decent punch on him, he easily dodged as the fist flew past him and barely even had a chance of connecting- he jumped back angrily since Mess was never a good fighter in the past and now seemed to be mocking him with his limp stance.

He went for another punch, it flew past Mess who simply moved out the way before looking up suddenly and connecting eyesight with the man, his hand came around and hit the attacker on the side of the face- his punch was so fast that it made a whip crack noise and moved in a similarly arcked fashion making the attacker fly to the side and skid along the floor, he attempted to stand up shakily but Mess quickly closed the distance and brought his leg around about 180* to the man's temple sending him to the side again and back to where they started, he wobbily stood up- legs shivering and face bleeding heavily. Mess closed the difference again and sent an axe kick directly to the man's chin sending him flying through the air before allowing him to fall and intercepting his descending path with a firm grasp to the guy's face which resulted in a driving thrust sending the back of the thug's head straight into and through a solid brick wall.

Blood was everywhere but Mess wasn't finished, he pulled the man down from the wall as he was delirious from bloodloss and had a major concussion, Mess stabbed his leg again to the ground with a pipe before grabbing the man's wrists and snapping them with a sharp pull making them nearly come out the skin like a skewer, the man screamed in pain but Mess wasn't done- he grabbed each finger and kept pulling until they came off, ripping each finger off one by one which could have killed the guy from shock but who cares right, he was still alive.

Mess leaned over the man, grabbing a nearby fuel can and pouring liquid fuel all over the man who screamed and cried, trying to escape as mess leaned over him and poured it down his throat like he was waterboarding him- he glared at the man before pulling out a lighter and dropping it onto the pool of fuel which quickly caught fire and the screams of the man erupted like the blaze he was trapped in despite it being for nothing since no one was there to save him- as Mess began walking back, getting ready to run quickly to the hospital to see Motako, a loud couple of gunshots ran out and Mess began to fall forwards... the ground closed in...