The loud house x male fictional martial arts master

Luan x (Y/n) Part 1

(Y/n) prospective 

It was my first day at school and I was at lunch break. I sat down at a stone picnic table that was outside. I started to eat when I heard a small muffled scream come from around the corner. I walked over to it and peeked over the corner. There 4 big guys with 1 of them punching a frail looking kid. I grew angry, I hated bullies, and I hated when they ganged up on kids smaller then them. I turned the corner and said, "Hey, pick on someone your own size assholes!" I yelled at them. They all looked up at me, including the kid who was beat to all hell. "Look here boys, we have a hero. I'm sure you know us, were the stars of the football team. We can do whatever we want to who every we want." The biggest who was punching the kid said. "I'm frighten." I said. He spit at my feet. He nudged his head towards and the three others started to charge at me. The first tried to charge at me. I grabbed his fist and shirt and threw to the grown with a flip. The second one ran up in a tackle like movement. I flipped and landed behind him, and before could turn around I side kicked his butt in a swift and powerful kick, I'm pretty sure I broke his tailbone. The last guy hesitated to attack before he tried to punch me, I spun backward while leaning down and kicking out my foot out, kicking him in the face. He fell down and I looked at the biggest one. I lifted my middle finger up and urged him to come on. "Bastard!" He yelled as he ran at me. He cocked his fist to his head. I grabbed it and spun under him where I was facing his back, pulling his fist with it. I yanked it up until I heard a crack, and then let it go. "MDM- Army- Sub-Machine Gun Punch." I said and rapidly punched his back until he fell down. They all got up at the same time, and started to run off. The biggest turned back and and yelled, "This isn't over, you hear me!" and ran off. I walked over to the poor kid, who had a look of shock. He turned to me with his jaw to the ground. "Whats your name kid?" I asked. "J-Jacob." He replied. "Jacob, aren't you tired of being pushed around? Don't you want to stand up for your self?" I asked. "I don't want to be weak. But every time I try, I end up getting beat out of it." Jacob said. "Listen, It's alright to be weak. But staying weak is a crime," I said, I pulled out a piece of paper and wrote my address down on it. "I'll train you to be strong if that's what you want." I said handing it to him. Jacobs eyes looked like they were sparkling. He took the slip of paper and tucked it in his pocket. I walked off to wash my face in the bathroom. 

Nobody's prospective

Luan watched as (Y/n) kick the bullies butts and laughed. "He's one interesting guy." She said. As (Y/n) was about to turn the corner, she hid behind the tables. Once (Y/n) past she stood up. "Time for a little fun." Luan said