Now you gotta ask yourself. What would it be like to find out that the people you love and would die for, turn out to be self centered assholes who would ditch you for something temporary? Well such is a case with Hiroki, a young teen who found that...
3RD PERSON POV: Y/n sat in the former closet that he could only guess was where they put any extra desks and chairs, having finally found a place to rest after another countless number of fights
Y/n:(I need to find a quick way to get the others out of here, hopefully before either of them begin to worry. Luckily the Banners would only be home later at 7 tonight which means Ashlyn would've probably had to stay by my place for the night if she wanted to. My Moms would only be here by tomorrow morning at the latest. So I got some time....)
The teen would look at his palm, feeling his strength had grown since that last encounter and simply open and closed his hand to stretch out the muscles in his hands
Y/n:(ever since that fught with the kid. Every other fight has been completed easy, I'm not as tired, not that easily over powered. That and....)
The teen looked at his hand to see whisps of red steam leave his hand as he just stared at his palm in confusion
Y/n:(whatever this is....it's like it's helping me recover and add to my hits...could be the same as when I have lighting around me? No, when that happens it feels like I'm letting out a discharge of built up energy into my strike this feels like....)
The teen would move his hand through the air in a slow and controlled manner before closing his fist as the red whisps flowed through the cracks in his fingers like water
Y/n:(I'm just doing something as natural as breathing. That same feeling when using Mishima style is completely gone yet I feel even greater force when it happens...what the hell is happening to me? And that's not even counting these...)
The teen would tug on his lip as he looked at a nearby mirror to see he had fangs in his mouth earning a perplexed look from him
Y/n:(am I...becoming a Phantom? Or something else?)
SCENE CHANGE: Ashlyn grinned as she watched the footage of Y/n kicking ass. Her Y/n kicking ass just to save her....and the others she guesses. The red head didn't need to see the rage on Amanda's face through the dark in the other room she could hear it clearly, the clenching and construction of the gloves she wore, her teeth grinding together and the muttering under her breath in rage
Ashlyn:you okay, over there, fucktards? You look a little worried
The red head mocked the guards of Amanda as Shunsei glared at her with a scoff. Still hung up on what Ashlyn did earlier earning a taunting biting motion from the red head which made him step towards her in anger
???:easy, Shunsei. She's just trying to rile you up
The larger male stated as Shunsei clicked his tongue and turned to walk away only to throw a High kick at him with was cought by the taller male
Shunsei:let go, Albert
The man would step out to reveal it was non other than Kokujin's older brother, although he himself acted exactly like Kokujin he was more controlled. Wanting to break Ashlyn once he beats Y/n, but seeing him win was causing his blood to boil
Albert:I'll be The one to finish this nonsense
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