Bastard [ KANA / ASUKA ]

Kairos

[the perfect, delicate, crucial moment; the fleeting rightness of the time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement; also weather]

2013 April 7 | Tokyo, Japan | Invasion Attack 2013

Changes were evident, this new found sense of possibility in his horizon waiting and lingering in his mind. In a few weeks, a new group was to come and he was to be part of it, the greatness that would come with a bunch of foreigners. In his difference he was finally given the opportunity he would never thought would be finally given to him.

He was once a Junior Heavyweight, now he was making streams joining the likes of Bad Luck Fale in the Heavyweight, he made his intentions clear, Okada was made clear of what he was capable of doing to him if given the right opportunity, people backstage knew as much. Behind the façade of being, an asshole was a man with a natural savagery that no one could possibly stop at all cost.

In the eyes of the people, he was the Bi-racial gaijin with a dangerous strike in his arsenal. He was the demented God of the Dessert. He kept up with appearance both inside and outside of the ring. He could care less what people would think of him, his main priority in life was to be in the ring and to put his entire body on the line. His mind, lingered in darkness had only one mission, to hit and be hit, nothing else matters to him.

"You got a match tomorrow too?" Fergal Deviit had broken him from his trance, the longing look on the wall now reverted to the man that would shape where his future would be lead into. The Irishman, known as Prince Devitt had been with him in his time in the Dojo, the hardship both of them had to endure to be where they were right now. Prince Devitt was the closest thing to a friend he could have in this company.

"Yeah. Against someone named Kana." He snorted.

As much as he loved the thrill of all the opportunities given to him both in NJPW and in the other promotions that were more than willing to having him, he was never a fan of competing against women, it goes against his morals and he wasn't sure when enough is enough. It scared him sometimes, what he was capable or incapable of doing inside of the ring. But this Kana girl, this was the first woman the promotion wanted him not to go easy with. It surprised him more than anything but still, the idea of himself going no holds bar was the worst decision a promotion would give him.

"You ready for her?"

He smirked, his back leaning against the naked bench he sat in. Ready? No, she wasn't ready for the monster they had made in his image. They should have learned from now that someone like him, will never be sane enough to work for a woman of her caliber, he will destroy her—far worse than Minoru Suzuki would be deemed capable of.

"Is she ready for a Bastard like me?"