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Okra planted both feet to the ground, roaring in anger as he started to channel his ki. The floor under him and the wall nearby started to buckle as a red aura surrounded him. He held his hands forward, a red ball of energy growing as he continued to gather the energy. Finally, when the ball was double the size of both his hands, he prepared to unleash his attack.
"NUCLEAR DAWN!!"
A large beam of blood red energy shot out from where the ball was, arcing dangerously towards Deimos. She stared at the red beam, uncertain of what to do. She was about to dodge when something unexpected happened. A flicker of her ki, something she had never felt before, reached out and tried to direct the beam away from her. However, it didn't work properly and the beam arced down and struck her legs. She gave a cry as her legs gave out and she collapsed on the ground. She glared at him, furious. He stared in disbelief as he noticed the bones sticking out of her left shin and right thigh. O had never inflicted such damage with his trademark attack, in fact that was the largest version of it he's done yet. Okra walked over to her, not getting too close in case she decided to grab him.
"..."
Okra looked down at her, feeling a strange mixture of accomplishment at his feat; and sickness at what he had done. His ego won the battle.
"Are you done?"
Deimos spat.
"Never!" she cried as she struggled to get up, not realising what had happened.
She finally glanced down irritably at her legs and then glared back up at him.
"Go ahead, finish me off." she sneered. "Or are you too scared to?"
She spat again. Okra cocked his head to the side
"What, you ‘want’ to die?"
Deimos glared at the idiot.
"Of course not." she replied. "I want 'you' to die! You and every other thing in this world!"
She struggled to remain upright, but it was getting harder.
"Fight me!" she yelled.
"Well, I think somebody is in need of therapy." Okra commented dryly. "Well, if you're up for a little fighting."
He held his fist towards her, extending his index finger and thumb,
"Would you like to see a little technique I call bang?"
Deimos glared at him.
"Bang?" she repeated in disgust. "How original."
She was feeling a little light headed but her ki masked most of it.
"If you really want me to, I'll put you out of your misery."
Okra pointed his literal "handgun" at Deimos. She grinned harshly.
"The only misery I am going through is having to look at your face." she replied.
A small flash of red ki skimmed by Deimos's head, giving her a small scar on her left cheek.
"You have two options: I can kill you now, or go get the medics. I have better things to do then talk to a cripple."
Deimos's eyes widened and she snarled.
"I'd rather die killing you than accept your help!" she growled.
She reached out and punched at him. Her fist glanced of his shin. O stepped back, gritting his teeth as he tried to keep from shouting in pain.
"You little bitch..."
Stepping forward, careful to avoid her hands, he kicked Deimos's chin. Her body fell back and the back of her head smacked into the floor. Her leg bones broke again but she was unconscious and couldn't feel a thing. Okra looked down at Deimos, wiping the blood from his face that he hadn't realised was there before. He looked around, noting that nobody had been watching. Shrugging, Okra grabbed his backpack before hefting her up and slinging her over his shoulder. He casually strolled to the medical facilities. He dropped her on a gurney in front of an astonished medic.
"What happened?" the medic asked in shock.
"She challenged me to a fight and lost." Okra replied.
The medic hastily called the doctor and nurse in. Another medic began to treat Okra's wounds. |