Entering Hell (Open)

[Amakusa Takehiro]

"Now, can you just imagine if you got to fight your two opponents, instead of just li'l ol' me?"

Takehiro just continued to taunt him. He needed to realize his faults, because if he made a mistake like this in the future and there was no one around to save him, he would end up getting himself killed. No life was worth just throwing away like that. Unless you were a rapist and a cold-blooded killer, of course, but this was just a boy, and he was likely neither of those.

As the boy approached, Takehiro would step back. He was not an idiot. His hands rose up as Maki charged, and Takehiro would meet the charge as well, ramming his fists forward. If Maki got any of his hits in, he would be met with two explosive fists to the collarbone. Takehiro wasn't holding back.

[Kuroshi Maki]

This guy spoke words that didn't reach my ear anymore. I was in pure survival mode. I just wanted to hurt this man so bad. And because of that I was foolish enough to keep going. As I charged in as intended the man jumped back before rushing in meeting me head on. As my forehead would hit the man his nose, I could feel two large blows against my collarbone. I can tell you this that hurt like a bitch. I did hit my mark but soon after stumbled back. I fell on my knee's the pain was taking over my face swelt up at the same time.
I tried to get back up but it was hard and as i got back up my legs were shaking and my body didn't really felt like it wanted to move forwards. But all the strength and willpower still inside of me made me raise up my hands and trow a right and left punch combo. It didn't had power so if it even hit the man it would not even hurt him one bit.

" I must win... I must win... "

I spoke those words over and over and over again.

[Amakusa Takehiro]

The boy's headbutt would hit, sending Takehiro's head back a little, but the force behind it wasn't too great, considering he just got his with the full force of a gun in his collarbone. Twice. He stumbled back a little, catching himself. A hand came up to his nose and he rubbed it, making a fake pouty face.

"Come on now.. headbutts? Man."

Takehiro didn't pay much attention as the guy stood to his feet. He would come looking to dish out another strike, but wouldn't get very far. Takehiro's palm would just come up and slap against the kid's head, pushing him to the side.

"I admire your spirit, kid... but you need to calm your shit."

[Kuroshi Maki]

I wasn't even able to hit those punches as I felt his palm strike me in the head forcing me to the side. I still barely standing on my feet just kept saying it over and over again. I wasn't really awake at this point. I was just on instinct alone. I just wanted to win so badly it was the only thing keeping me up at this point my eyes were just blank. I came in again trying to trow a punch but instead felt forwards hitting the sands.

"Kill him Kill him "

The crowed seemed to favor my dead at this point. it was a fight till the dead to those there as it was a rotten underground place to those dirty and shameless. I was down could not move and would be left to the dogs if I remained here.

[Amakusa Takehiro]

Takehiro would pick up the broken blade, hearing the crowd chant and cry for the boy's death. They wanted him to die. They wanted Takehiro to spill his blood. So, he rose the blade above the boy's head and thrust it downward. The broken iron would strike through the sand, right next to the boy's face. Takehiro would take his arm and put it over his shoulder, helping him to his feet. He'd proven his point.

"If any of you want to hop in here and fight me, I'd like to see you chanting for the same thing."

If Maki didn't fight it, Takehiro would help him to safety - after grabbing his money. He would take the boy outside and set him against the wall.

[Kuroshi Maki]

Not being able to fight back anymore I felt my arm raised and placed upon the man his shoulder. The crowd seemed to disagree with what was happening but didn't had the balls to face the same man I did. They would split up letting me and him pass. I could then feel the cold air hit my broken face and then felt being placed against a wall.

" You... should have... killed... me. when I'm... still weak."

I was still in that same state of mind... I just wanted to be stronger and never feel this type of lose again. And then I would be able to face those warriors in black and kill those and complete my goal. I would look at the man just with one eye as the other was swollen shut. Inside you could see a fire burning but only that of hate and anger.

[Amakusa Takehiro]

Takehiro would sit in front of the boy, taking a small stool from the side of the building. Something about this kid... he seemed to hate just about everything. He had no desire to fight for anything but strength itself. He lacked motivation. He had no drive. And yet, when he fought, he would not give up. There was something redeemable inside of him.

"So I'm guessing you don't want a chance to grow stronger. You don't want a chance to avoid living a live like this at all, do you? That's a little confusing. Kid like you, you've got potential, and you're wasting away, fighting for your life in some rundown slum?"

[Kuroshi Maki]

The man now started to speech to me about, not wanting to grow stronger and potential. It was true that I wanted to grow stronger and that I would probably end up dead here before i could even become the strong warrior I seek to be to kill those I seek. But this place was a learning stage for me. I would learn from every fight and in those fights I would never give up or beg for my life. I had to become a monster and a strong one. I could not hunt those monsters without becoming one. Even if people tried to talk me out of it, it was the only conclusion I had on finding them. I wasn't strong enough yet and I would fight and fight until I get were I needed to be. If I die before that then my hate isn't big enough and that would be my failure.

" You're easy to judge me about all this... You don't even have a clue of my goal. I will become a monster.. Bigger then those I seek and kill them all! You beating me would just add in the progress of hate. Thanks to you I can hate even more. "

My voice kinda changed as I spoke. It was true, being beaten by this man had me turn into a monster even more because I hated losing and my hate would grow. With hate comes power something I seek.

" One day I will be Japan her biggest Demon "

[Amakusa Takehiro]

Takehiro frowned. This guy didn't entirely seem to get it. If Takehiro killed him like he was saying he should have, he wouldn't have the opportunity to grow stronger. That shit just wouldn't happen. So what was his deal? He seemed to be a little bipolar, not really know what he wanted.

"Hate all you want. How are you going to get any stronger if you want those who beat you to kill you? I do that, you got no chance to grow. I can see hate is your weapon, buddy, but if you don't learn to quell that shit, you ain't makin' any friends. I know plenty of people just as strong as, if not stronger than, myself. Do you really want an army of mes coming after you?"

[Kuroshi Maki]

"Hate all you want. How are you going to get any stronger if you want those who beat you to kill you? I do that, you got no chance to grow. I can see hate is your weapon, buddy, but if you don't learn to quell that shit, you ain't making' any friends. I know plenty of people just as strong as, if not stronger than, myself. Do you really want an army of mes coming after you?"

His words were true, I could not get stronger if I was dead.. But if I die it just means I was weak and didn't earn my right to stay alive. I also know they kept me alive out of pity but I didn't need it and they will one day regret that mistake with their life.

" If I die it just means my hate wasn't big enough. If I die I know I won't grow stronger or being able to complete the task I have in this life. By keeping me alive out of pity would just fuel the hate and one day it will be a thing you regret. "

[Amakusa Takehiro]

"So I'm going to regret letting you live." He shrugged, looking down at his knuckles. He observed the chambers filled with gunpowder, and raised a fist. He could end the boy's life with a single punch, here, and yet he refused. "And if I chose to kill you here and now, you think I would be doing the right thing? Is it that you have a death wish?"

Food for thought. If he wanted to die, he could find someone else to kill him. He could crawl back in there and jump on his own shattered katana. But Takehiro was not going to kill him.

[Kuroshi Maki]

It was true, letting me life would give me the change to obtain that power I was seeking. If I was to stay alive I would become Japan his biggest Demon. I would started laughing as I heard his word about a dead wish.

" I will become japans most strongest fighter and find those I seek. "

I would try to get up but the pain kept me leaning against the wall. Looking at the man my eyes showed more then just hate if you would look deep in them. It was also determination that was there burning deep but powerful. Yet this man was the only one not getting protective towards me. Why was this man trying to make his point so badly.

" Maybe one day I will be gradefull to you sparring my life.. but I don't know if you will regret it later on. I don't fight for peace or a good land. I just want to kill those that call themselves demons. "

[Takeda Shingen]

Maki:

I could see Maki had grown a little in his skills in wielding a weapon, and though it's clear he's more comfortable with fighting with his bare hands, he can hold his own with a weapon in his hands. He is very much like a wild beast, desperate to win at any cost, and it's very clear he wants to grow stronger, and he's well on his way to.

Takehiro:

EXPLOSIVE TANK, GEEZ.

Takehiro's fighting style is unpredictable as usual. And explosions. Explosions everywhere. There's not much else for me to say, seeing as I've fought you many times, so I know how you fight.

+1 EXP to both, 1 win to Takehiro.