Sanctuary (Karma Akabane x OC)

With Only A Hand

"Karma.... Be Careful!"

The redhead chuckled slightly, raising his fighting stance.

"Remember what I said back on the beach?" he spoke up, grabbing the raven head's attention.

Katsuna gulped down her nerves as she retraced their conversation in her mind.

~~~~~

"I don't want anymore people to die."

The muffled words hardly managed to break out amongst sound of choking tears.

Karma rested his chin on top of her head, his arms clenching tighter.

"I won't let that happen. I promise."

~~~~~

"I remember.." she responded hesitantly, returning her focus back on the boy in front.

"If there's one thing you should know about me," Karma vowed, darkening his tone slightly.

"It's that I've never once broken a promise." 

~~~~~

Now!

Karma lunged forward with his right foot, swinging his makeshift weapon in an attempt to hit his opponent round the face. Grip caught the plant in his hand, using the strength of his muscles to snap the weapon in two.

"Respectable effort, but in terms of weapons," Grip sneered as the plant splintered into pieces to the ground.

"I would have gone for something harder hun."

Karma jumped back, raising his guard up once more as he returned the arrogant smirk on his lips.

"Well you win some, you lose some."

Grip sniggered at the half-hearted response, thrusting himself forward with his lethal hand reaching towards his target.

The redhead dodged with milliseconds to spare; his mercury eyes trained solely on the opponent that could end his life with a single squeeze.

Relentlessly, the self-proclaimed macho man launched one calculated arm after the other towards the boy. He began to grind his teeth together as he irritatingly watched his target continued slip between the cracks of each attack.

With every hook, the redhead ducked.

With every jab, the redhead pulled back.

With every uppercut, the redhead darted away.

Karma was clearly on the defensive.

However, ...

He was evading every attack like a pro.

This prick could crush a grown man's skull.

If he gets his hands on me, it's game over.

Karma listed his limited options, not doubting his judgement for a second.

The odds may not be in my favour, but when have they ever been?

I won't lose to this moron.

He swiftly side glanced to the raven head, catching her wide-eyed expression with his steady gaze, winking slyly.

I made a promise after all.

After a few moments, Grip halted his deadly assaults, narrowing his eyebrows at the redhead who was grinning coyly before him.