Asuka 1.2
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"Gott fucking damn it all!" I shouted as I bounded over the roof tops, towards where the terror filled screams of the girl still rent the air.
Ugh, this was going to seriously cut into my hunt; I only had about four hours, give or take a half hour, until Mama and Uri got back from NERV, and if they found out that I'd gone out without telling them there would be hell to pay.
'Fuckin' typical; second we get out for some fun, something fuckin' drags us outta our way.' He snorted angrily, trailing off into what I could only guess were swears in his native language.
"Let's just get it over with." I grumbled, leaping over a water tank, "The faster we put whatever
pervertieren is out tonight in traction, the faster we can get back to the important stuff."
'You mean killing shit, right?'
"Duh."
I came to a skidding stop near the edge of a cramped and filthy alley where the girl's, whoever she was, screams had turned into whimpering cries for mercy and prayers to some Japanese god or other.
"Oh, will you look at that." I said in surprise, a grin coming to my face again. "Our good deed has apparently been rewarded, ehh, Kovác?"
Below us in the filthy little alley way was quite the scene.
A girl, around my age I guessed, was desperately scrambling on her hands and knees, her freckled and swollen face framed by pigtails. She wore some kind of dress that I think is supposed to be religious or something; a white kimono top thing and a red dress. They were caked in filth and there a good few rips and tears, stained with blood from where she had been scraped and cut.
And more far more pressing, was the pack of Scrap-Hounds on stalking towards her.
There were about four or five of them; each one was a mastiff sized amalgamation of rusted scrap metal in the shape of dogs. They had shards of broken glass for eyes, nails and bent screws for teeth and claws and their hides of rusted and buckled metal were pretty much proof against anything the panicked flailing of a skinny fourteen year old girl.
I then channeled my essence and reached out with my
other senses.
My eyes burned for a second, like I'd looked a the sun for a few seconds too long, and the creatures strength unraveled before as a wave syntheses engulfed me.
The taste of rusted and worn metal on my tongue, the feeling of rotten claws in the back of my skull, their putrid essence bubbling up against my skin and the rather euphoric feeling of knowing that I was
vastly superior to them.
These things were barely spirits as they were, as rotten to the very core as they were, they were more ghost that god, dead things that only deserved a swift killing. Even just looking at them made bile rush to up my throat and sting at my tongue before I forced it down.
"These things are
disgusting." I whispered to myself, a sneer coming to my. "Ugh, I feel dirty just looking at them."
"Get away!" the girl screeched in terror as the spirits of cast aside metals advanced on her, splitting up to surround and corner her in the dead-end, the battery acid that was their spit drooling onto the ground from their hungry maw, hissing as it etched holes into the concrete.
"P-Please, you d-don't have to do this!" She begged as she pressed herself against the damp wall. "I-I'm sorry! Just let me go!"
Of course, the mindless things didn't pay the littlest heed to her pleading at all, they just licked their chops with tongues of shredded tires and circled closer.
And then one leapt at her, claws out to rend her soft flesh and mouth dripping battery acid.
"Fuck!" I shouted, before I bent my knees and leapt at them, the ground beneath my feet crumbling with a flash of light and ear cracking bang I pushed off. In less than a blink of an eye, I crossed the distance between us at just the right time to punch it as hard as meta-physically possible in the throat.
My knuckles slammed into his metal neck hard enough that I heard it snap with satisfyingly loud 'crack', green flames erupting from the point of impact as the spirit was sent fly into the opposite wall with crash and cloud of dust.
Its corpse flopped onto the ground, the wall behind it cratered from the impact, it's still smoldering head rolling back towards the rest of the death-tainted spirits, stopping just at the biggest Hound.
What I guessed was the Alpha of the pack, if its size was anything to go by, looked down and stared at the smoking skull of its pack-mate, the rancid smell of burning metal filling the cramped back alley.
"So" I asked aloud; Essence burning in my hand as a sword materialized in a cloud of churning dark matter. I smirked at the familiar weight in my hands as I brandished it towards the monsters, the blade shining with the green glow that surrounded me as I bathed the area with my Essence, a wave of spiritual pressure engulfing the backstreet, pressing down on the things.
"Who's next?"
As one, the pack charged me at.
My sword was more of a toy than an actual weapon; I'd gotten it off of a Yakuza thug I'd beaten the shit out of on one of my first night rambling around with my powers, it was just piece of pig iron hammered into the shape of short Samurai sword and sharpened just enough to look dangerous.
Of course it didn't really matter how good the blade was, I thought smugly, as long as it was in my hands it was still as deadly as fuck.
I side-stepped the first one to lung me, raking my blade along his flank as it passed, more green fire erupting from the wound as the spirit howled in agony. The thing hadn't even hit the filthy floor before I leaped off of the ground towards the pack leader faster than any human had any right to, I lunged at the Alpha from above, my sword clutched in a two handed grip, the blade tip pointed down.
Its skull split open like a melon as I slammed into, with more green fire erupting from the wounds of course, and I twisted the blade as it whimpered in its death tremors, a diabolical smirk growing on my face.
'Incoming, from behind!'
"
Du Hurensohn!" I shouted, swinging around just in time to see the last two of the Scrap-Hounds lunging for me in unison.
The world seemed to slow to a crawl, each of the dogs hung in mid-air with their teeth bared and claws out to savage me. A quick burst of essence and a knife appeared in between my fingers and I flung it at the one on the left.
The knife slammed into its chest, the space around it warping as it struck and it was tumbling backwards as green fire engulfed the wound and it died yelping in pain, before it came to sudden stop against a wall hard enough to send caving in.
I ducked under the last one; its acid filled maw missing by inches as it passed over me to skid along the floor, its claws kicking up sparks as slide, before it pushed off of the ground and barreled towards me.
Swearing I yanked my sword out of the skull hard enough that the tip snapped off, cursing even more as I swung the shattered sword up and slammed the shattered tip up through the jaw and into it's brain-case.
I poured essence into the strike; green fire immolating the spirits skull until began to melt into a glowing green slag.
Shakily I got back onto my feet and gave my broken sword a disgusted look and tossed to the floor with contempt, before I surveyed my work
The corpses of the Scrap-Hounds were scattered about the alley way in varying different degrees of mutilation, and all of them were smoldering from my fire.
I smiled.
"Welp, that's all of the fuckers!" I said cheerfully, fists going to my hips. "Time to head off and find the big
hurensohn!"
'Um, Asuka, I think you've forgotten something.'
"Like what!?" I demanded. The dogs were dead in less than two minutes and we had plenty of time go and track down that big, smelly
das Arschloch and feed him his own hair. Honestly, what more did he want.
"Um excuse me."
Oh,
Gott Damnit.
I turned around and saw the miko girl staggering to her feet; she seemed to be shaken but on was mostly whole. All her limbs were attached and it didn't seem like she'd lost any major internal organs.
Which was good, I had to remind myself, her being dead might have been easier but it wouldn't have been a good thing.
"Um, my name is Hikari, ah, t-thank you for saving me." she blurted out, bowing to me.
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