Eh...I was bored and it's crap!
Hey...I just decided to write some stuff. I figured doing something with my time would be better then just sitting here. Mind you this story has not been proofread or spell checked, so I dont really give a shit about errors. My computer was built for gaming, not for typing stuff up. I use WordPad fools, give me a break.
Title: The Doctor is In (Working)
Written By: Initial-akD
Get Backers is licensed by ADV Films, Orginally Written by Yuya Aoki
The breaking of a scalpel raptures through the warehouse, breaking the silence between the two fighters. "My my....you are indeed an amazing person," Kurodou spoke in a lifeless tone "though I wonder how long you can last." Moving as a serpent would Kurodou approached his enemy from behind, the scalpel appearing in his hand, attempting to carve into the spine. "Too slow, again." Kurodou was very surprised, not at the teacher like tone the boy used but at the fact he had just recaived a brutal knee strike to the stomach. Following his first attack, the boy grabbed onto The Dr's flowing hair and promptly slammed him face first into the ground. Kurodou couldnt help but laugh as he licked the grit and dirt off his lips, "You...you amaze even me." The boy simply responded by jamming his large foot in between Kurodous shoulder blades. The Dr's lips trembled slightly and a gasp slipped past his lips as the boy took hold of his wrists. Muscles and tendons snapped and popped as Kurodou's arms where brought around from his sides, and pushed downward in the opposite direction. A shriek ripped through the empty metal structure as the murderous Dr. finally felt an ounce of the pain he had caused others. As his arms were forced past their limit, the good Dr. launched two scalpels from his palms attempting to catch his opponent off guard. Backing away from the downed fighter, the boy easily dodged such a fickle attack. "It appears your limit is shown." Kurodou simply stood up, the voice of this boy angering him. The Dr's arms were already regaining feeling, as he turned to face the young man who stood only a few feet away. This boy had shown up only a few moments ago, breaking into a fight Kurodou had been looking forward too. Kurodou wished now that he had not told Ginjin-san to leave them, the lightning boys powers would be use full now. "Well...I guess you have proved yourself worthy indeed," Kurodou smiled as a large bloody slit appeared on his palm "behold the power of my blood."
Jodah darted backwards, moving side to side in an almost boxer like dance of death. This man in black had made a sword appear out of his own blood, and if that weren't enough his speed and strength grew as well. Though this fighter was indeed very good, this was nothing unlike practice with his older brother Rathan. Jodah had picked this mans flaws out almost as soon as he viewed him. Hitting the wall to his back, Jodah pushed energy into the balls of his feet and boosted himself above the approaching fighter. Kurodou could only watch as the boy sailed through the air, landing in perfect form behind him. Bringing the sword about in a sweeping arch as a distraction, Kurodou let fly four scalpels hoping to corner his opponent. As the scalpels left his hand Kurodou darted in on the attack, aiming for his opponents unguarded flank. "Pathetic." Suddenly the air pressure in the entire warehouse rose, and with it the heat in general. Before Kurodou could contemplate a retreat move, he slammed into an invisible wall of air and crackling energy. The Dr. watched the scapels in slow motion as they struck the shield and were immediatly broken into ash. Once again Kurodou found himself laying on the ground, face in the dirt, after only one punch. His opponent though only a teenager, seemed to have the strength of thousands of men. Reaching down, Jodah lifted the man up by the neck and looked into his eyes. The blood sword this man had summoned was now disapearing, dripping down to the ground and forming a small pool around Jodahs feet. "Your fighting style is indeed aggressive, but you have many flaws." Kurodou smiled as the boy spoke once again like a teacher, though this time the Dr's actions were not taken lightly. Jodah cocked his arm back, literally the mechanics in his gloves forced his arm back into the furthest position, and drilled the man in the face. For miles around glass shattered, car alarms sounded, and bridges swayed. Jodah never let go of the man, even after the punch hit he held him in place. "Listen to me." Kurodou couldnt smile now, he could barely ear as the blood began to leak from his ears. "You fighting style is too aggressive. You play with your opponents to much, whether you know their strengths or not. This is not wise, because it reveals your attacks and style of fighting to quickly. When you find yourself pitted against a stronger opponent, you are too quick to push yourself to the limit. This is not wise as well, because if your opponent is stronger they can easily overcome you. My defense, at only fifteen percent was enough to stop your attack. If I had fought at one hundred percent today, the fight would have been over yesterday. I also know from this fight you are carrying 108 scalpels in your body, and can heal very quickly. Neither of those two things will save you now. Goodbye."
With a quick arm toss Jodah threw the man into the back wall of the warehouse, walking away as he did. Kurodou couldnt help but smile, a laugh coming up from his blood filled lungs. "You...talk to much...sensei..." Kurodou raised his arm attempting to kill the boy as he walked away with one final attack. Kurodou couldnt understand why the Blood Cross would not appear until the boy turned around, an evil smile on his lips. "You can't attack me, when your already dead." The Dr.'s eyes dropped down to his chest, where a large glowing "J" was etched into his skin. A bright orb of green light imploded onto the spot where Kurodou sat, burning his entire being away. The boy merely walked out of the warehouse, eager to find the man who his last opponent had sent off running.
Title: The Doctor is In (Working)
Written By: Initial-akD
Get Backers is licensed by ADV Films, Orginally Written by Yuya Aoki
The breaking of a scalpel raptures through the warehouse, breaking the silence between the two fighters. "My my....you are indeed an amazing person," Kurodou spoke in a lifeless tone "though I wonder how long you can last." Moving as a serpent would Kurodou approached his enemy from behind, the scalpel appearing in his hand, attempting to carve into the spine. "Too slow, again." Kurodou was very surprised, not at the teacher like tone the boy used but at the fact he had just recaived a brutal knee strike to the stomach. Following his first attack, the boy grabbed onto The Dr's flowing hair and promptly slammed him face first into the ground. Kurodou couldnt help but laugh as he licked the grit and dirt off his lips, "You...you amaze even me." The boy simply responded by jamming his large foot in between Kurodous shoulder blades. The Dr's lips trembled slightly and a gasp slipped past his lips as the boy took hold of his wrists. Muscles and tendons snapped and popped as Kurodou's arms where brought around from his sides, and pushed downward in the opposite direction. A shriek ripped through the empty metal structure as the murderous Dr. finally felt an ounce of the pain he had caused others. As his arms were forced past their limit, the good Dr. launched two scalpels from his palms attempting to catch his opponent off guard. Backing away from the downed fighter, the boy easily dodged such a fickle attack. "It appears your limit is shown." Kurodou simply stood up, the voice of this boy angering him. The Dr's arms were already regaining feeling, as he turned to face the young man who stood only a few feet away. This boy had shown up only a few moments ago, breaking into a fight Kurodou had been looking forward too. Kurodou wished now that he had not told Ginjin-san to leave them, the lightning boys powers would be use full now. "Well...I guess you have proved yourself worthy indeed," Kurodou smiled as a large bloody slit appeared on his palm "behold the power of my blood."
Jodah darted backwards, moving side to side in an almost boxer like dance of death. This man in black had made a sword appear out of his own blood, and if that weren't enough his speed and strength grew as well. Though this fighter was indeed very good, this was nothing unlike practice with his older brother Rathan. Jodah had picked this mans flaws out almost as soon as he viewed him. Hitting the wall to his back, Jodah pushed energy into the balls of his feet and boosted himself above the approaching fighter. Kurodou could only watch as the boy sailed through the air, landing in perfect form behind him. Bringing the sword about in a sweeping arch as a distraction, Kurodou let fly four scalpels hoping to corner his opponent. As the scalpels left his hand Kurodou darted in on the attack, aiming for his opponents unguarded flank. "Pathetic." Suddenly the air pressure in the entire warehouse rose, and with it the heat in general. Before Kurodou could contemplate a retreat move, he slammed into an invisible wall of air and crackling energy. The Dr. watched the scapels in slow motion as they struck the shield and were immediatly broken into ash. Once again Kurodou found himself laying on the ground, face in the dirt, after only one punch. His opponent though only a teenager, seemed to have the strength of thousands of men. Reaching down, Jodah lifted the man up by the neck and looked into his eyes. The blood sword this man had summoned was now disapearing, dripping down to the ground and forming a small pool around Jodahs feet. "Your fighting style is indeed aggressive, but you have many flaws." Kurodou smiled as the boy spoke once again like a teacher, though this time the Dr's actions were not taken lightly. Jodah cocked his arm back, literally the mechanics in his gloves forced his arm back into the furthest position, and drilled the man in the face. For miles around glass shattered, car alarms sounded, and bridges swayed. Jodah never let go of the man, even after the punch hit he held him in place. "Listen to me." Kurodou couldnt smile now, he could barely ear as the blood began to leak from his ears. "You fighting style is too aggressive. You play with your opponents to much, whether you know their strengths or not. This is not wise, because it reveals your attacks and style of fighting to quickly. When you find yourself pitted against a stronger opponent, you are too quick to push yourself to the limit. This is not wise as well, because if your opponent is stronger they can easily overcome you. My defense, at only fifteen percent was enough to stop your attack. If I had fought at one hundred percent today, the fight would have been over yesterday. I also know from this fight you are carrying 108 scalpels in your body, and can heal very quickly. Neither of those two things will save you now. Goodbye."
With a quick arm toss Jodah threw the man into the back wall of the warehouse, walking away as he did. Kurodou couldnt help but smile, a laugh coming up from his blood filled lungs. "You...talk to much...sensei..." Kurodou raised his arm attempting to kill the boy as he walked away with one final attack. Kurodou couldnt understand why the Blood Cross would not appear until the boy turned around, an evil smile on his lips. "You can't attack me, when your already dead." The Dr.'s eyes dropped down to his chest, where a large glowing "J" was etched into his skin. A bright orb of green light imploded onto the spot where Kurodou sat, burning his entire being away. The boy merely walked out of the warehouse, eager to find the man who his last opponent had sent off running.