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This is a little original fic I've been working on, it's basically a fighting fic.
The story centers around Drake Blaze a half American half Japanese teenager from Tokyo who discovers he has the tendency to fight against anyone that challenges him him but the shocking news are that there's actually a whole secret society of fighters who can control different kinds of elements. Now it's time for Drake to embark of his chance to become the greatest fighter of them all.
The fic has the setting of most fighting fics which would be Japan and the chapters take place in Tokyo to be more specific.
Chapter 1: Rise from the Ashes
“So you came after all, I guess you’re not cowards then,” the voice of a teenage voice came from the middle of the metallic warehouse, which seemed old and worn down, signifying that no one has used it in a long time, there were a bunch of boxes all around the house, there were metallic poles to hold the roof. “I just hope you brought the money as well,” he grinned, brushing his fiery red hair, he was wearing a blue long sleeve jacket with a red shirt that had the word “Rebel” on it, he was wearing a pair of blue jeans that could touch the floor and a pair of sneakers; he also had a pair of red eyes and a cell phone hanging from his pocket.
“Yeah, but we had no need to, you’ll be the one paying us,” a guy walked into the warehouse, he was wearing a black long sleeve uniform with a pair of black pants and a white undershirt. He had a long black hair that got to his waist, beside him were three other guys wearing the same uniform, but one of them was bigger and mostly muscle while the other one didn’t have sleeves in his and had a spiky hair; also holding a sadistic grin. “Or you can give up,”
“What a cowardly move, you brought back up, I thought you were a man Kairo,” the teenager assumed a fighting stand and signal the others to come at him. The two that were besides Kairo charged at him, both of them aiming for his face as they clenched their fists and prepared to hit, the teenager caught the big guy’s fist and kneeled down to get a good punch on his ribs, only to be hit from behind by a metal stick by the thinner lackey. “Bastard,” he grunted, the big guy punched him on the face and made him fall to the floor.
“See, you can’t go against all of us,” Kairo chuckled walking over to the teenager. “So Drake, what’s it gonna be?” he asked with a smirk that would just make a person mad. Drake got up and raised his head, smiling.
“Know what, I’m actually glad, I’ll thought it’ll be a boring fight,” he chuckled and stepped forward clenching his right fist as he punched Kairo on the left cheek, then he kneed him on the gut getting him to let spit out from his mouth. “Your little lackeys don’t change the fact that you’re weak and a coward.”
“You better not talk about our boss in that tone,” the big guy said prepared to strike but Drake dodged his fist and hit him on the face with his elbow. “What.” He grunted falling down and hitting the floor with a loud thud.
“You’re big, but that makes you slow and a burden to everyone,” Drake told him, turning to look at him with a serious look, the thinner one was about to hit him with the metal stick againt, Drake was hit on the back but tried to hold on as he grabbed it and used it to hit him on his balls making him scream out of agony. “And you’re just pathetic,” Drake punched him almost breaking his jaw as he made him fall to the floor. “Neither of you are real fighters, you just hide under the title.”
“Please, this is the money I’ve been saving from my allowance,” Kairo begged trying to get away from Drake, Drake just grabbed him by the neck of his uniform and lifted him.
“Guess what, I don’t give a shit, you shouldn’t have put it on the line in the first place if you knew you were gonna lose,” he looked into Kairo’s pocket and took the money out, then gave him the pleasure of knocking him out as well. “Sweet dreams dumbass,” he chuckled throwing the roll of money up and down as he turned to leave. “Another sucker bites the dust, I’m definitely the best.”
He heard the door of the warehouse opening and looked at the person that walked in ready to fight in case it was another opponent. “What the hell?” he exclaimed as he looked at the girl that came into the warehouse, she was wearing a white short sleeved uniform shirt with a short skirt that had blue polka dots, a long pair of black socks and a pair of black slippers. She had a long blue hair that went down to her waist and was tied up at the end of it, and a pair of crystalline blue eyes, and a B cup; she was holding a bag on her left hand, although from what Drake could notice it was probably a wooden sword of some sort. “A girl, you know, you should get away from here it’s dangerous.” Drake walked towards her.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I always train here,” the girl said with a cold tone, actually there was really nothing in her words just cold and empty. “Would you mind taking your fights somewhere else.”
“What, this is my fighting ground, listen get another training place because this is occupied,” Drake argued crossing his arms; he really didn’t want to fight a girl, but he was serious about getting her out of his fighting grounds.
“And what if I don’t?” the girl asked raising an eyebrow.
“Listen,” Drake put his hand on her shoulder making her grab it with her left hand and twist it. “What the…” before he could finish the girl punched him on the gut and sent him crashing to one of the steel posts that kept the place balanced, Drake patted his head and tried to get up which was hard from the blow he just took.
“So, are you willing to leave properly,” she assumed a battle stand.
“Like hell,” Drake charged forward holding his fist forward; not caring if she was a girl anymore as he prepared to strike, the girl looked a water tank that was next to her, suddenly the cap of the tank opened up and a whip of water came out and hit Drake on the face sending him crashing to the wall and knocking him out.
‘Wrong choice,” the girl just shook her head as the whip fell to the ground and splashed.
***
Drake opened his eyes slowly, looking around at his surroundings. “What happened?” he asked and noticed some oddly strange, that he was looking down at the floor. “Wait a sec,” he looked around and noticed that he was hanging from the roof, he had been tied around in a rope and was put hanging on a small hanger that was on the roof; how he didn’t know, and frankly didn’t care he only cared about getting down. “No fair, how could I be knocked out by a girl, it’s just a bummer, and how the hell will I get out!” Drake yelled, noticing his hands were closed to his pockets so he could get them in there. “And the money’s gone too!!” he pouted.
***
The next day Drake was at school trying to stay awake as he looked at his teacher talking about some kind of old myth. Drake was wearing his school uniform which was a short sleeved white shirt that was normally wore with buttons, but Drake had taken his out so that the neck of the shirt could stay open, he was also wearing a pair of brown pants and brown shoes. “This sucks,” he looked out the window, thinking about what happened the day before and how that girl had knocked him out, something that barely anyone managed to do.
“So, as the myth says, a long time ago during a time of war there was a group of warriors with special abilities,” the teacher started explaining to the class; who all turned around to look at her. “This warriors were said to have the ability to control the elements, water, lightning, fire, earth and wind, armies used this warriors to their advantage by having them control the water, or simply to hit their enemy without them even noticing,” she started writing on the board.
A girl turned to look at Drake, she had a long brown hair, it wasn’t that long since it only reached her neck, she had a pair of brown eyes and a tender white skin, and a C cup. She was wearing the girl’s school uniform which consisted of a white short sleeved shirt with a small bow tie and a red skirt, along with a pair of long socks and black shoes. “Hey, wake up idiot,” she hit Drake’s head with a book so that he would wake up from his sleep. “You’re not listening again, what did I said to you about that.”
“What, it’s just a boring class hour, I have more important things to worry about,” Drake rolled his eyes and looked out the window, getting the girl to hit him again. “Bright, would you stop doing that.” He grunted turning to look at Bright; who was glaring at him.
“As the class president I can’t let any of the students in my class slack off, you have to shape up Drake,” she pointed out wagging her index finger at him. “Plus, what are those important things, fighting with a group of gang members or something again; you should really spend your free time doing something less dangerous.”
“It gives him enough money so why not,” a boy that was sitting behind Bright exclaimed, the boy had a spiky brown hair with a more tanned skin, and a pair of mischievous eyes. He was wearing the boy’s school uniform, except his had the buttons. “Didn’t you have that fight with the guys from Akamatsu yesterday?” the kid asked.
“Would you stop praising him Daichi, it is dangerous and he could get hurt,” Bright scolded him from trying to make Drake feel better, and basically stopping her from making her point. Bright just turned to Drake, who had gotten serious all of a sudden.
“Yep, I won, but then this girl came in,” Drake said with an unknowing grin as he looked out of the window again. “She was strong, and she knocked me out and next thing I knew, I was hanging from the roof without the money.” He nodded his head and turned to look at his friends. “That’s why I’m so sleepy; it took me two hours to get myself down, and one more hour to actually recover from the fall.” He frowned remembering the pain from the fall; he was wondering why he hadn’t died to begin with.
“Wait, so basically, you’re saying you got beat up by a girl,” Daichi started laughing hysterically which got the teacher to scold him so that he would shut up. “I didn’t know the all so called champ Drake Blaze could be beaten by a girl,” he was still laughing but not as loud.
“Now you’re even fighting a girl, that’s pathetic,” Bright shook her head in disapproval. “I just can’t believe you stood so low,” she glared at him with sheer anger.
“She was a strong girl, and I underestimated her too, something weird happened back there I know it,” Drake inflated his cheeks as the bell rang, making lunch period start. “Anyways, I’m going to eat,” he grabbed a bento that was under his desk and walked out of the class room.
Drake was on the roof of the school as he looked down at everyone that was in the front yard talking or going out to eat outside. “There’s just no way,” he sat down on a bench, his bento next to him as he started thinking of the fight he had the day before. “There was something, something…that’s it.” He remembered, when he was charging forward, something strange hit him, a whip or something. “Yes, it was some kind of whip made out of water, now this is freaky.” He looked at the bento and smiled. “Well who cares, time to eat,” he opened the bento and started eating like there was no tomorrow.
“Do you have any matters to begin with,” Drake looked over at Bright who had just walked onto the roof and walked towards him. “I mean, even if you are alone it doesn’t mean you have to eat like that, why do you eat here anyways.”
“If there’s anyone in the school that wants to fight, I can just fight here, it’s handier and teachers won’t suspect,” Drake explained a fried shrimp hanging from his mouth while he talked.
“Why fight to begin with?” she asked sitting down next to him.
“Why care about me to begin with?” Drake asked looking at her with an annoyed look. He really didn’t want to explain anything to pride, because they’ll just end up fighting all over again.
“We’ve been friends since we were babies, and we have a lot in commons,” Bright smiled, a cheery smile to try and see if he talked to here.
“Our race is the same, that’s the only thing we have in commons,” Drake frowned, since both he and Bright were half Japanese and half American, explaining their names, Drake Blaze and Bright Hikari. “So, we don’t really have that much in common.”
“You’re stubborn you know that,” Bright inflated her cheeks and exchanged looks with Drake. “I remember last time I asked you, you said it was just something you had to do.” Bright shrugged.
“And that’s what I say now, fighting’s in my blood I just can’t shrug it off so easily,” Drake turned away to look down the fence. “That’s it, I’m going back to the warehouse today and get my revenge on that girl,” he clenched his fist while having an irritated look.
Bright just sighed; not believing that Drake would actually be serious on fighting against a girl. She walked over to him and patted his back. “I’ll go with you.”
“No way, you’ll just hold me back,” Drake shook his head.
“I’m not going to cheer you on, if I get see that the girl can’t fight and you still go on I’m gonna beat you myself!” Bright exclaimed making Drake moved away a little. “Am I making myself clear.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Drake put his hands in front of his chest to try and calm her down. Unfortunately he stretched his arms to much and ended up grabbing Bright’s boobs. “Not good,” Drake muttered while blushing as the sound of something cracking was heard from afar; so loud everyone that was back down could hear it.
***
Meanwhile on a tall tower a man was drinking a glass of wine while looking down at the great view of the city, he was standing in front of a giant glass window, he chuckled and put the glass down and went to sit down. “So, how are operations going,” then two people moved to his sides, one of them a man with a shaved brown hair, he was wearing a sleeveless jacket with a sleeveless white shirt under it, he had a bunch of scars on his face. The other one was a woman with a long white hair and wearing a green top along with a pair of shorty blue shorts.
“Things are going well sir, most of the Crashers from the Kanto Region have been gathering around Tokyo just to join you.” The man said while keeping his bow as his boss turned to look at the girl.
“And what about you Arielis?” he asked as the girl raised her head.
“We have rounded up a number that would best fit our current situation.” She got up and took out a chart. “So far, sir Haru, you’re tied up with Raika when it comes to how many members you have, but Shadow’s still up top, most of the Crashers from all of Japan are with him.” Arielis explained as she put the chart away.
“Wait, take that out again,” Haru ordered as Arielis did what she was asked and brought the chart out once more. “What’s this sudden decrease of Crashers,” he asked since he noticed that his chart had gone down a little.
“You see, there’s this girl called Mizu, she’s a Water Crasher, we’ve been trying to get her to join us, but in turn she has defeated our members and refused every chance.” Arielis started explaining. “I’m afraid that if we let her continue she might be a burden to us.”
“Okay then, send Block to take care of her,” Haru shrugged her off and went back to drinking his wine. “Water and Ground never mix, that outta teach her not to mess with me.”
***
“You’re lucky I let you come with me,” Drake said while he and Bright were walking towards the warehouse passing under a small bridge that was over the street. “It’s my secret fighting place, don’t tell anyone about it and I won’t have to kill you,” he started explaining.
“I’m so scared,” Bright rolled her eyes as the two finally made it. “How do you even know if she’s in here?” she asked curiously as Drake just opened the door.
“She said it was her training place, so I just figured,” Drake shrugged and went in. “Someone here?” he asked as he saw the girl step out, holding her wooden sword.
“Oh, it’s you again,” she put the sword back and then looked over at Bright. “Did you bring your babysitter with you?” she asked still with an empty tone on her voice.
“Why you, Bright’s just some girl,” Drake exclaimed getting Bright to frown from his comment. “I came to get my rematch, last time I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Last time or this time, there’s no way you can beat me,” the girl shook her head and turned around. “It’ll be best if you didn’t get involved in what doesn’t concern you, there’s a whole other world you don’t’ even know about,” she turned half her face around so that she could see Drake and Bright.
“Fuck it, I’m going.” Drake started charging forward, ignoring Bright’s please as he held his fist back and threw it forward, only to have it being caught by the girl. “What the hell.” He exclaimed and took a kick to the gut, which made him spit out blood and sent him to the floor.
“See, you’ll just lose, so give it up,” she turned around but Drake just got up and ran again. ‘You’re an idiot,” she turned around and both fists collided getting her to put a shock face. “But how.”
“Guess you’re not so strong after all,” Drake grinned and finally managed to get a hit on her gut, getting her to crouch down in pain. “This is what happens when you mess with the…” then a whip made out of water appeared from the tank next to him and slapped him. Drake managed to stay awake this time though. “See, I told you, it’s a freaking whip made out of water.” He exclaimed as the whip just tried again, tying itself around Drake. “Shit.”
“No way,” Bright looked at the girl who was getting up, and had her hand raise. “Could she be, no way.”
“What damn it?” Drake grunted while being squeezed with the whip.
“Today’s class was talking about soldiers that used to battle in wars, they were able to control the elements and use them to their advantage, maybe It wasn’t a legend after all.” Bright explained as she looked at Drake.
‘First, why talk about myths in history class, second how the hell do I get out of this!” Drake yelled as he felt the air in his body leave him.
“You actually made me use my element.” The girl raised her head and wiped some blood off. “But that girl’s right, my name’s Mizu Izumi, and I’m a direct Water Crasher” Mizu looked at Drake and let him go. “I see that now you know the differences between us are far greater than what you expected,” she turned around.
“No way,” Drake grunted while struggling, but Bright stopped him from getting up so that he wouldn’t get hurt. “I’ll learn to do that thing, and then I’ll beat you,” he looked at Mizu with a determined grin.
Mizu just shook her head and got out of the warehouse. “You’re an idiot,” Bright sighed and tended to Drake’s wounds.
“I gotta follow her, see what she does,” Drake got up and started following Mizu, in turn being followed by Bright.
Mizu was walking along the street, it was dark so there was no one around; she looked around, feeling a presence get near her as she walked into a dark alley. “You can come out now,” she turned around to look at a huge muscular man with spiky brown hair, wearing a white fur jacket with a black shirt and a pair of torn pants. “I’m guessing Haru Gust sent you.”
“The boss doesn’t want you meddling with his plans, so either join or go little miss,” the man chuckled as he got closer to where Mizu was.
“How about fight,” Mizu charged at him and kicked him on the ribs, her speed was amazing for anyone that saw it, the man tried to get a punch in but she managed to dodge it and got behind him, she took out her wooden sword and hit the man on the head as she landed on the floor. “Easy,” she put her sword back and turned around in shock as a rock smashed straight against her face, making blood come out and her jaw crack a bit as she fell back. “Damn it,” she said while spitting blood out.
“Thought you’ll get me so easily,” the man got up while chuckling, five rocks circling around him. “Guess what girlie, I’m an Earth Crasher, so get ready.” He laughed and sent two rocks at her.
Mizu took out a water bottle and opened it to create a water whip so that she could block the rocks. The man just lifted his fingers along with the rocks as they dodged the whip and crashed against Mizu’s ribs and right leg. “I’m Block, one of master Haru’s finest members,”
“Finest, and how, you tricked me by making me think you were weaker,” Mizu spat more blood out from her mouth. “You’re a coward,”
“Shut up,” Block shook his head and hit Mizu with another rock, making her fall to the floor. “Now, let me finish my job.”
“No way steroid breath,” Block turned around only to receive a kick to the face by Drake as he stepped back. “Hey Mizu, you’re not letting this guy beat you right, because that’s my honor,” Drake grinned while Bright walked over to Mizu to help her out.
“I don’t need your help,” Mizu grunted as she tried to shrug Bright off.
“No way, you’re hurt, just stay back,” Bright said as she started to help her up. “Drake let’s go.”
“No way,” Drake started running with his fist ready as he tried to hit Block, Block just sent a rock straight to his gut, making him stop dead on his tracks as Block punched him on the jaw then kicked him on the same spot the rock crashed.
“A simple human can’t fight against a Crasher,” Block chuckled as he threw Drake to the floor. “Especially some high school hotshot.”
“Don’t be an idiot, he’ll kill you!” Mizu exclaimed after seeing Drake getting up, which was actually surprising. “You’ll just die if you keep fighting you dumbass.”
“So what,” Drake exclaimed, getting everyone to gasp as he just let the blood run down his mouth. “If I’m gonna go down, I might as well go down fighting right,” he chuckled and clenched both of his fist. “So come at me all you want block head.”
“You little bastard, I’ll send you to hell if that’s what you want!” Block sent all five rocks hurdling over to Drake as he covered his face. Then the sound of something melting was heard as everyone gasped. Drake opened his eyes, with a surprised face. There was a ring of flames surrounding his body as the rocks were caught and were melting. “No way.”
“What’s this?” Drake asked himself as he raised his hand and clenched it, this extinguished the flames. “No way,” he smiled.
“Wait, is it possible?” Bright asked Mizu.
“It’s almost impossible that he’ll actually be a Crasher, but a Fire Crasher, those are a rare sight,” Mizu still had her surprised face as she just looked at Drake.
“Guess the field’s even now.” Drake chuckled as he looked at Block.
“That don’t mean nothing, I can still beat you!” Block created more rocks as he threw them at Drake straight forward.
“Okay, power of flames heat of desire, come to me,” Drake opened his eyes wide as he created a ring of flames around his body that blocked the rocks. Then he started running forward, the ring moving along with him. Block started throwing more rocks but to no avail. “I can see them,” Drake dodged one. “They’re slower…no, I’m faster.”
He finally got in front of Block. “No way,” Block gasped.
“Now I got you,” Drake held both of his fists back. “Burning fist barrage,” he started punching Block like there was no tomorrow, and at a speed that made him impossible for him to react, Block just kept receiving the punches as blood started to come out. Finally with one last punch Drake took him down. “You know what they say, the bigger they are, the harder they fall,” Drake laughed.
“I can’t believe I,” Bright smiled as Drake walked towards the two girls. “You’re a real idiot.”
“What can I say, it’s my thing.” Drake looked at Mizu. “See, I told you I’ll become a Crasher.” He laughed while giving her a victory sign.
“Whatever, you still don’t know anything about Crashing,” Mizu got up holding her hand closed to her ribs. ‘But I guess I owe you one for saving me, so I’ll explain it to you if you come with me.”
“Deal,” Drake gave her a thumb up.
***
“Master Haru?” Arielis walked over to Haru, who was playing on a pool table, he was wearing a long sleeved green jacket, and had a straight combed white hair along with a pair of green eyes to match. ‘We have received the word, that Block was defeated.”
“By Mizu?” Haru asked turning to look at Arielis.
“No sir, actually we don’t know who he is, there’s no data on him.” Arielis shook her head getting Haru to raise an eyebrow.
“How is that possible?” Haru asked.
“Our sources say, he just started Crashing today,” Arielis answered.
“Defeated by an ammature, I can’t believe it, unless…” Haru looked straight into Arielis face.
“Yes, it was revealed, that he’s a Fire Crasher sir,” Arielis nodded her head.
Haru started laughing as he leaned on the pool desk. “This is good,” he grabbed one of the balls. “Why don’t we try to see how far this kid gets, before we crush him, we can’t have anybody with that kind of talent taking over now can we.”
***
“The seal has broken.” Drake turned around, thinking he had heard someone talking to him.
“Hey Drake, hurry up!” Bright called out, she and Mizu were a few meters ahead of him. “We’ll leave you behind if you don’t.”
“Oh, sorry,” Drake laughed and started running so that he would catch up.
The story centers around Drake Blaze a half American half Japanese teenager from Tokyo who discovers he has the tendency to fight against anyone that challenges him him but the shocking news are that there's actually a whole secret society of fighters who can control different kinds of elements. Now it's time for Drake to embark of his chance to become the greatest fighter of them all.
The fic has the setting of most fighting fics which would be Japan and the chapters take place in Tokyo to be more specific.
Chapter 1: Rise from the Ashes
“So you came after all, I guess you’re not cowards then,” the voice of a teenage voice came from the middle of the metallic warehouse, which seemed old and worn down, signifying that no one has used it in a long time, there were a bunch of boxes all around the house, there were metallic poles to hold the roof. “I just hope you brought the money as well,” he grinned, brushing his fiery red hair, he was wearing a blue long sleeve jacket with a red shirt that had the word “Rebel” on it, he was wearing a pair of blue jeans that could touch the floor and a pair of sneakers; he also had a pair of red eyes and a cell phone hanging from his pocket.
“Yeah, but we had no need to, you’ll be the one paying us,” a guy walked into the warehouse, he was wearing a black long sleeve uniform with a pair of black pants and a white undershirt. He had a long black hair that got to his waist, beside him were three other guys wearing the same uniform, but one of them was bigger and mostly muscle while the other one didn’t have sleeves in his and had a spiky hair; also holding a sadistic grin. “Or you can give up,”
“What a cowardly move, you brought back up, I thought you were a man Kairo,” the teenager assumed a fighting stand and signal the others to come at him. The two that were besides Kairo charged at him, both of them aiming for his face as they clenched their fists and prepared to hit, the teenager caught the big guy’s fist and kneeled down to get a good punch on his ribs, only to be hit from behind by a metal stick by the thinner lackey. “Bastard,” he grunted, the big guy punched him on the face and made him fall to the floor.
“See, you can’t go against all of us,” Kairo chuckled walking over to the teenager. “So Drake, what’s it gonna be?” he asked with a smirk that would just make a person mad. Drake got up and raised his head, smiling.
“Know what, I’m actually glad, I’ll thought it’ll be a boring fight,” he chuckled and stepped forward clenching his right fist as he punched Kairo on the left cheek, then he kneed him on the gut getting him to let spit out from his mouth. “Your little lackeys don’t change the fact that you’re weak and a coward.”
“You better not talk about our boss in that tone,” the big guy said prepared to strike but Drake dodged his fist and hit him on the face with his elbow. “What.” He grunted falling down and hitting the floor with a loud thud.
“You’re big, but that makes you slow and a burden to everyone,” Drake told him, turning to look at him with a serious look, the thinner one was about to hit him with the metal stick againt, Drake was hit on the back but tried to hold on as he grabbed it and used it to hit him on his balls making him scream out of agony. “And you’re just pathetic,” Drake punched him almost breaking his jaw as he made him fall to the floor. “Neither of you are real fighters, you just hide under the title.”
“Please, this is the money I’ve been saving from my allowance,” Kairo begged trying to get away from Drake, Drake just grabbed him by the neck of his uniform and lifted him.
“Guess what, I don’t give a shit, you shouldn’t have put it on the line in the first place if you knew you were gonna lose,” he looked into Kairo’s pocket and took the money out, then gave him the pleasure of knocking him out as well. “Sweet dreams dumbass,” he chuckled throwing the roll of money up and down as he turned to leave. “Another sucker bites the dust, I’m definitely the best.”
He heard the door of the warehouse opening and looked at the person that walked in ready to fight in case it was another opponent. “What the hell?” he exclaimed as he looked at the girl that came into the warehouse, she was wearing a white short sleeved uniform shirt with a short skirt that had blue polka dots, a long pair of black socks and a pair of black slippers. She had a long blue hair that went down to her waist and was tied up at the end of it, and a pair of crystalline blue eyes, and a B cup; she was holding a bag on her left hand, although from what Drake could notice it was probably a wooden sword of some sort. “A girl, you know, you should get away from here it’s dangerous.” Drake walked towards her.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I always train here,” the girl said with a cold tone, actually there was really nothing in her words just cold and empty. “Would you mind taking your fights somewhere else.”
“What, this is my fighting ground, listen get another training place because this is occupied,” Drake argued crossing his arms; he really didn’t want to fight a girl, but he was serious about getting her out of his fighting grounds.
“And what if I don’t?” the girl asked raising an eyebrow.
“Listen,” Drake put his hand on her shoulder making her grab it with her left hand and twist it. “What the…” before he could finish the girl punched him on the gut and sent him crashing to one of the steel posts that kept the place balanced, Drake patted his head and tried to get up which was hard from the blow he just took.
“So, are you willing to leave properly,” she assumed a battle stand.
“Like hell,” Drake charged forward holding his fist forward; not caring if she was a girl anymore as he prepared to strike, the girl looked a water tank that was next to her, suddenly the cap of the tank opened up and a whip of water came out and hit Drake on the face sending him crashing to the wall and knocking him out.
‘Wrong choice,” the girl just shook her head as the whip fell to the ground and splashed.
***
Drake opened his eyes slowly, looking around at his surroundings. “What happened?” he asked and noticed some oddly strange, that he was looking down at the floor. “Wait a sec,” he looked around and noticed that he was hanging from the roof, he had been tied around in a rope and was put hanging on a small hanger that was on the roof; how he didn’t know, and frankly didn’t care he only cared about getting down. “No fair, how could I be knocked out by a girl, it’s just a bummer, and how the hell will I get out!” Drake yelled, noticing his hands were closed to his pockets so he could get them in there. “And the money’s gone too!!” he pouted.
***
The next day Drake was at school trying to stay awake as he looked at his teacher talking about some kind of old myth. Drake was wearing his school uniform which was a short sleeved white shirt that was normally wore with buttons, but Drake had taken his out so that the neck of the shirt could stay open, he was also wearing a pair of brown pants and brown shoes. “This sucks,” he looked out the window, thinking about what happened the day before and how that girl had knocked him out, something that barely anyone managed to do.
“So, as the myth says, a long time ago during a time of war there was a group of warriors with special abilities,” the teacher started explaining to the class; who all turned around to look at her. “This warriors were said to have the ability to control the elements, water, lightning, fire, earth and wind, armies used this warriors to their advantage by having them control the water, or simply to hit their enemy without them even noticing,” she started writing on the board.
A girl turned to look at Drake, she had a long brown hair, it wasn’t that long since it only reached her neck, she had a pair of brown eyes and a tender white skin, and a C cup. She was wearing the girl’s school uniform which consisted of a white short sleeved shirt with a small bow tie and a red skirt, along with a pair of long socks and black shoes. “Hey, wake up idiot,” she hit Drake’s head with a book so that he would wake up from his sleep. “You’re not listening again, what did I said to you about that.”
“What, it’s just a boring class hour, I have more important things to worry about,” Drake rolled his eyes and looked out the window, getting the girl to hit him again. “Bright, would you stop doing that.” He grunted turning to look at Bright; who was glaring at him.
“As the class president I can’t let any of the students in my class slack off, you have to shape up Drake,” she pointed out wagging her index finger at him. “Plus, what are those important things, fighting with a group of gang members or something again; you should really spend your free time doing something less dangerous.”
“It gives him enough money so why not,” a boy that was sitting behind Bright exclaimed, the boy had a spiky brown hair with a more tanned skin, and a pair of mischievous eyes. He was wearing the boy’s school uniform, except his had the buttons. “Didn’t you have that fight with the guys from Akamatsu yesterday?” the kid asked.
“Would you stop praising him Daichi, it is dangerous and he could get hurt,” Bright scolded him from trying to make Drake feel better, and basically stopping her from making her point. Bright just turned to Drake, who had gotten serious all of a sudden.
“Yep, I won, but then this girl came in,” Drake said with an unknowing grin as he looked out of the window again. “She was strong, and she knocked me out and next thing I knew, I was hanging from the roof without the money.” He nodded his head and turned to look at his friends. “That’s why I’m so sleepy; it took me two hours to get myself down, and one more hour to actually recover from the fall.” He frowned remembering the pain from the fall; he was wondering why he hadn’t died to begin with.
“Wait, so basically, you’re saying you got beat up by a girl,” Daichi started laughing hysterically which got the teacher to scold him so that he would shut up. “I didn’t know the all so called champ Drake Blaze could be beaten by a girl,” he was still laughing but not as loud.
“Now you’re even fighting a girl, that’s pathetic,” Bright shook her head in disapproval. “I just can’t believe you stood so low,” she glared at him with sheer anger.
“She was a strong girl, and I underestimated her too, something weird happened back there I know it,” Drake inflated his cheeks as the bell rang, making lunch period start. “Anyways, I’m going to eat,” he grabbed a bento that was under his desk and walked out of the class room.
Drake was on the roof of the school as he looked down at everyone that was in the front yard talking or going out to eat outside. “There’s just no way,” he sat down on a bench, his bento next to him as he started thinking of the fight he had the day before. “There was something, something…that’s it.” He remembered, when he was charging forward, something strange hit him, a whip or something. “Yes, it was some kind of whip made out of water, now this is freaky.” He looked at the bento and smiled. “Well who cares, time to eat,” he opened the bento and started eating like there was no tomorrow.
“Do you have any matters to begin with,” Drake looked over at Bright who had just walked onto the roof and walked towards him. “I mean, even if you are alone it doesn’t mean you have to eat like that, why do you eat here anyways.”
“If there’s anyone in the school that wants to fight, I can just fight here, it’s handier and teachers won’t suspect,” Drake explained a fried shrimp hanging from his mouth while he talked.
“Why fight to begin with?” she asked sitting down next to him.
“Why care about me to begin with?” Drake asked looking at her with an annoyed look. He really didn’t want to explain anything to pride, because they’ll just end up fighting all over again.
“We’ve been friends since we were babies, and we have a lot in commons,” Bright smiled, a cheery smile to try and see if he talked to here.
“Our race is the same, that’s the only thing we have in commons,” Drake frowned, since both he and Bright were half Japanese and half American, explaining their names, Drake Blaze and Bright Hikari. “So, we don’t really have that much in common.”
“You’re stubborn you know that,” Bright inflated her cheeks and exchanged looks with Drake. “I remember last time I asked you, you said it was just something you had to do.” Bright shrugged.
“And that’s what I say now, fighting’s in my blood I just can’t shrug it off so easily,” Drake turned away to look down the fence. “That’s it, I’m going back to the warehouse today and get my revenge on that girl,” he clenched his fist while having an irritated look.
Bright just sighed; not believing that Drake would actually be serious on fighting against a girl. She walked over to him and patted his back. “I’ll go with you.”
“No way, you’ll just hold me back,” Drake shook his head.
“I’m not going to cheer you on, if I get see that the girl can’t fight and you still go on I’m gonna beat you myself!” Bright exclaimed making Drake moved away a little. “Am I making myself clear.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Drake put his hands in front of his chest to try and calm her down. Unfortunately he stretched his arms to much and ended up grabbing Bright’s boobs. “Not good,” Drake muttered while blushing as the sound of something cracking was heard from afar; so loud everyone that was back down could hear it.
***
Meanwhile on a tall tower a man was drinking a glass of wine while looking down at the great view of the city, he was standing in front of a giant glass window, he chuckled and put the glass down and went to sit down. “So, how are operations going,” then two people moved to his sides, one of them a man with a shaved brown hair, he was wearing a sleeveless jacket with a sleeveless white shirt under it, he had a bunch of scars on his face. The other one was a woman with a long white hair and wearing a green top along with a pair of shorty blue shorts.
“Things are going well sir, most of the Crashers from the Kanto Region have been gathering around Tokyo just to join you.” The man said while keeping his bow as his boss turned to look at the girl.
“And what about you Arielis?” he asked as the girl raised her head.
“We have rounded up a number that would best fit our current situation.” She got up and took out a chart. “So far, sir Haru, you’re tied up with Raika when it comes to how many members you have, but Shadow’s still up top, most of the Crashers from all of Japan are with him.” Arielis explained as she put the chart away.
“Wait, take that out again,” Haru ordered as Arielis did what she was asked and brought the chart out once more. “What’s this sudden decrease of Crashers,” he asked since he noticed that his chart had gone down a little.
“You see, there’s this girl called Mizu, she’s a Water Crasher, we’ve been trying to get her to join us, but in turn she has defeated our members and refused every chance.” Arielis started explaining. “I’m afraid that if we let her continue she might be a burden to us.”
“Okay then, send Block to take care of her,” Haru shrugged her off and went back to drinking his wine. “Water and Ground never mix, that outta teach her not to mess with me.”
***
“You’re lucky I let you come with me,” Drake said while he and Bright were walking towards the warehouse passing under a small bridge that was over the street. “It’s my secret fighting place, don’t tell anyone about it and I won’t have to kill you,” he started explaining.
“I’m so scared,” Bright rolled her eyes as the two finally made it. “How do you even know if she’s in here?” she asked curiously as Drake just opened the door.
“She said it was her training place, so I just figured,” Drake shrugged and went in. “Someone here?” he asked as he saw the girl step out, holding her wooden sword.
“Oh, it’s you again,” she put the sword back and then looked over at Bright. “Did you bring your babysitter with you?” she asked still with an empty tone on her voice.
“Why you, Bright’s just some girl,” Drake exclaimed getting Bright to frown from his comment. “I came to get my rematch, last time I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Last time or this time, there’s no way you can beat me,” the girl shook her head and turned around. “It’ll be best if you didn’t get involved in what doesn’t concern you, there’s a whole other world you don’t’ even know about,” she turned half her face around so that she could see Drake and Bright.
“Fuck it, I’m going.” Drake started charging forward, ignoring Bright’s please as he held his fist back and threw it forward, only to have it being caught by the girl. “What the hell.” He exclaimed and took a kick to the gut, which made him spit out blood and sent him to the floor.
“See, you’ll just lose, so give it up,” she turned around but Drake just got up and ran again. ‘You’re an idiot,” she turned around and both fists collided getting her to put a shock face. “But how.”
“Guess you’re not so strong after all,” Drake grinned and finally managed to get a hit on her gut, getting her to crouch down in pain. “This is what happens when you mess with the…” then a whip made out of water appeared from the tank next to him and slapped him. Drake managed to stay awake this time though. “See, I told you, it’s a freaking whip made out of water.” He exclaimed as the whip just tried again, tying itself around Drake. “Shit.”
“No way,” Bright looked at the girl who was getting up, and had her hand raise. “Could she be, no way.”
“What damn it?” Drake grunted while being squeezed with the whip.
“Today’s class was talking about soldiers that used to battle in wars, they were able to control the elements and use them to their advantage, maybe It wasn’t a legend after all.” Bright explained as she looked at Drake.
‘First, why talk about myths in history class, second how the hell do I get out of this!” Drake yelled as he felt the air in his body leave him.
“You actually made me use my element.” The girl raised her head and wiped some blood off. “But that girl’s right, my name’s Mizu Izumi, and I’m a direct Water Crasher” Mizu looked at Drake and let him go. “I see that now you know the differences between us are far greater than what you expected,” she turned around.
“No way,” Drake grunted while struggling, but Bright stopped him from getting up so that he wouldn’t get hurt. “I’ll learn to do that thing, and then I’ll beat you,” he looked at Mizu with a determined grin.
Mizu just shook her head and got out of the warehouse. “You’re an idiot,” Bright sighed and tended to Drake’s wounds.
“I gotta follow her, see what she does,” Drake got up and started following Mizu, in turn being followed by Bright.
Mizu was walking along the street, it was dark so there was no one around; she looked around, feeling a presence get near her as she walked into a dark alley. “You can come out now,” she turned around to look at a huge muscular man with spiky brown hair, wearing a white fur jacket with a black shirt and a pair of torn pants. “I’m guessing Haru Gust sent you.”
“The boss doesn’t want you meddling with his plans, so either join or go little miss,” the man chuckled as he got closer to where Mizu was.
“How about fight,” Mizu charged at him and kicked him on the ribs, her speed was amazing for anyone that saw it, the man tried to get a punch in but she managed to dodge it and got behind him, she took out her wooden sword and hit the man on the head as she landed on the floor. “Easy,” she put her sword back and turned around in shock as a rock smashed straight against her face, making blood come out and her jaw crack a bit as she fell back. “Damn it,” she said while spitting blood out.
“Thought you’ll get me so easily,” the man got up while chuckling, five rocks circling around him. “Guess what girlie, I’m an Earth Crasher, so get ready.” He laughed and sent two rocks at her.
Mizu took out a water bottle and opened it to create a water whip so that she could block the rocks. The man just lifted his fingers along with the rocks as they dodged the whip and crashed against Mizu’s ribs and right leg. “I’m Block, one of master Haru’s finest members,”
“Finest, and how, you tricked me by making me think you were weaker,” Mizu spat more blood out from her mouth. “You’re a coward,”
“Shut up,” Block shook his head and hit Mizu with another rock, making her fall to the floor. “Now, let me finish my job.”
“No way steroid breath,” Block turned around only to receive a kick to the face by Drake as he stepped back. “Hey Mizu, you’re not letting this guy beat you right, because that’s my honor,” Drake grinned while Bright walked over to Mizu to help her out.
“I don’t need your help,” Mizu grunted as she tried to shrug Bright off.
“No way, you’re hurt, just stay back,” Bright said as she started to help her up. “Drake let’s go.”
“No way,” Drake started running with his fist ready as he tried to hit Block, Block just sent a rock straight to his gut, making him stop dead on his tracks as Block punched him on the jaw then kicked him on the same spot the rock crashed.
“A simple human can’t fight against a Crasher,” Block chuckled as he threw Drake to the floor. “Especially some high school hotshot.”
“Don’t be an idiot, he’ll kill you!” Mizu exclaimed after seeing Drake getting up, which was actually surprising. “You’ll just die if you keep fighting you dumbass.”
“So what,” Drake exclaimed, getting everyone to gasp as he just let the blood run down his mouth. “If I’m gonna go down, I might as well go down fighting right,” he chuckled and clenched both of his fist. “So come at me all you want block head.”
“You little bastard, I’ll send you to hell if that’s what you want!” Block sent all five rocks hurdling over to Drake as he covered his face. Then the sound of something melting was heard as everyone gasped. Drake opened his eyes, with a surprised face. There was a ring of flames surrounding his body as the rocks were caught and were melting. “No way.”
“What’s this?” Drake asked himself as he raised his hand and clenched it, this extinguished the flames. “No way,” he smiled.
“Wait, is it possible?” Bright asked Mizu.
“It’s almost impossible that he’ll actually be a Crasher, but a Fire Crasher, those are a rare sight,” Mizu still had her surprised face as she just looked at Drake.
“Guess the field’s even now.” Drake chuckled as he looked at Block.
“That don’t mean nothing, I can still beat you!” Block created more rocks as he threw them at Drake straight forward.
“Okay, power of flames heat of desire, come to me,” Drake opened his eyes wide as he created a ring of flames around his body that blocked the rocks. Then he started running forward, the ring moving along with him. Block started throwing more rocks but to no avail. “I can see them,” Drake dodged one. “They’re slower…no, I’m faster.”
He finally got in front of Block. “No way,” Block gasped.
“Now I got you,” Drake held both of his fists back. “Burning fist barrage,” he started punching Block like there was no tomorrow, and at a speed that made him impossible for him to react, Block just kept receiving the punches as blood started to come out. Finally with one last punch Drake took him down. “You know what they say, the bigger they are, the harder they fall,” Drake laughed.
“I can’t believe I,” Bright smiled as Drake walked towards the two girls. “You’re a real idiot.”
“What can I say, it’s my thing.” Drake looked at Mizu. “See, I told you I’ll become a Crasher.” He laughed while giving her a victory sign.
“Whatever, you still don’t know anything about Crashing,” Mizu got up holding her hand closed to her ribs. ‘But I guess I owe you one for saving me, so I’ll explain it to you if you come with me.”
“Deal,” Drake gave her a thumb up.
***
“Master Haru?” Arielis walked over to Haru, who was playing on a pool table, he was wearing a long sleeved green jacket, and had a straight combed white hair along with a pair of green eyes to match. ‘We have received the word, that Block was defeated.”
“By Mizu?” Haru asked turning to look at Arielis.
“No sir, actually we don’t know who he is, there’s no data on him.” Arielis shook her head getting Haru to raise an eyebrow.
“How is that possible?” Haru asked.
“Our sources say, he just started Crashing today,” Arielis answered.
“Defeated by an ammature, I can’t believe it, unless…” Haru looked straight into Arielis face.
“Yes, it was revealed, that he’s a Fire Crasher sir,” Arielis nodded her head.
Haru started laughing as he leaned on the pool desk. “This is good,” he grabbed one of the balls. “Why don’t we try to see how far this kid gets, before we crush him, we can’t have anybody with that kind of talent taking over now can we.”
***
“The seal has broken.” Drake turned around, thinking he had heard someone talking to him.
“Hey Drake, hurry up!” Bright called out, she and Mizu were a few meters ahead of him. “We’ll leave you behind if you don’t.”
“Oh, sorry,” Drake laughed and started running so that he would catch up.
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