A Fantasy {KatsuDeku Au}

A Marketway Ruckus

"You're just a silly girl with no damn respect for whose in charge! Big boss should've killed you when you declined the job!"

The man stands cautiously out of bounds, his weapon more than ready in hand. To me, it's like watching a stand still between two evenly matched opponents. A fight where one is waiting for the other to make the first move. A very stressful situation if you ask me.

"Well, it was an assassination request. I don't take those kinds of jobs. They ruin my image, don't ya know!" She smirks with a bit of flair of attitude in her tone. 

She's cocky.

The awkward stand still remains locked in between. Mina keeps her stance with her blades, the smirk never faltering on her pink lips

Then before I am about to blink, sparks start to fly as their blades meet with a fierce sound. 

He backs off and dives right back in for another strike at her. It strikes, piercing the skin on her shoulder. A hiss of pain flies off her lips, and the cut knocks her off focus. She hammers him away with a decisive blow to the stomach, ramming a twin blade into his gut to gain a distance. 

The two continue to clash blades, each getting a new cut somewhere on them. When Mina attempts to kick at his side, he blocks it with his arm easily. She fights as if this is a game to her, not really caring about how much she's getting hurt. 

The man's face becomes red as he curses loudly when she dodges an attack. He stumbles forward, Mina landing a kick to his backside and sending him to the ground face first. She laughs, smiling widely and looking down at the man. “If I were you, I’d give up and stay down.” 

He only growls in response, his hand gripping the weapon tighter. I can tell he is tired, his chest heaving rapidly. Managing to get his feet under him, he lunges at her again full force. Metal hits metal loudly as Mina simply blocks his blade out of the way. 

This time though, the man manages to keep his footing. He turns and jabs at her side, Mina only having seconds to react. The tip of his blade barely scrapes the side of her, but red still highlights the silver. 

However, Mina carries the upper hand with her surprising burst of speed. She thrashes out a kick, aiming for the man's side. He barely scrapes away from the blow, and the force behind it is enough to send his body hurdling into a wooden stall. 

The stall doesn't seem to hold up well from the sudden blow. It crashes down onto the stunned man with a cloud of dust and perfume.

"See, Midoriya!" She hides away her blades, concealing them from view. "Nobody is able to beat a legend. He can try all he wants, but I stand above him in the end." 

She offers me a hand which I more than gladly take. I'm still completely gobsmacked by all of what just happened before me. It's tiring sitting on the ground; I was starting to choke from the perfume billowing from the stall. Man, that vendor is sure going to be upset at the sight of this mess. The stall is in shambles, and all of the merchandise is broken. I can tell everything's broken just by the massive amount of fragrances that are hanging in the air. They don't even mix well.

"Does this always happen?" I ask, glancing at the slowly forming crowd of bystanders. They must have caught the drift that the fight was over. 

"Eh, you get used to it after awhile. Plus, it keeps me active and in shape!" She flexes a bit jokingly. But all the jokes end when we hear wood shuffling. "Can't you just stay down? This fight is more than over. The guards will be here any moment to collect you."

The crowd starts to buzz with tension as the man throws the broken wood off his chest. His nose has to be flaring up from the pungent smell cloaking him entirely. His shirt is wet and his pants are only half soaked.