Hikari snarled through her teeth as the oni's claws raked against her forearm, her teeth gleaming beneath the light. These creatures were a little difficult to handle, and even with Ryoku's help, they had not managed to even injure the creature. Eien was faring no better. He had switched to dodging the blows the oni was dealing him, trying to keep its claws from marring him as it had his sister. He could smell her blood, however; he could not afford to take his eyes off of his own opponent. It wasn't life threatening, so she would be fine. The two dealt blows to each other, Eien sporting cracked ribs and an broken arm, but they healed almost instantaneously. A benefit of having mixed blood, perhaps.
Ryoku was faring no better either. He had managed to gain the oni's attention from his sister, however; it cost him a dislocated shoulder, and a large gash across his chest. Hikari had jumped upon the creatures back, digging her claws into it as she held on, trying to keep her balance upon the creature, but she was ripped off, tossed against a tree, and she felt a rib crack. She hissed, pressing her digits to the wound as she rolled away, avoiding the oni's large foot as it came crashing down. Ryoku snarled, the air going a bit colder than usual. He could feel the ice slowly forming into his hand, taking on the form of a dagger before he charged, digging the blade deep within the oni's back.
Eien jumped to the side, barely missing the oni's claws, however; they did manage to rake his shirt, creating large tears down the middle. His eyes narrowed slightly, tilting his head back, narrowly missing the oni's fist as he felt the air graze his nose. This battle was not boding well for them. These creatures did not seem to have an immediate weakness which frustrated Eien. He summoned the purple flames to his hand, molding it until it was but a fine blade and sliced it towards the oni, watching as one of its fingers was severed, and it howled in pain. He watched, an eyebrow raised, as the oni's flesh bubbled. He glanced at the flame in his hand and back towards the oni. Perhaps this could be of more use than he thought.
Haru and Naya were faring little better, if not worse over-all. Naya was now sporting several blunt wounds, showing off many bruises as they slowly healed; she was a pureblood, but she didn't quite have the healing factor her sister did. Haru was a bit worse off, though. Haru's healing factor always suffered a bit, if only because of the fact that he usually ran low on blood supply. Not being able to consume blood tablets did tend to do that to a person. He'd managed to avoid getting hit too much to not have that problem, however; the oni was a bit smarter than it looked, and went after his sister instead, and predictably, Haru made to help her.
Which in the end only managed to get him pinned under the oni's other hand. He felt his ribcage all but shatter, and he heard his sister scream his name. Just in time he faded into shadow, putting distance between himself and the creature, struggling to breathe as he felt his bones mend. It would be a slow process, and until it was done, he was little more than a sitting duck.
Naya's eyes narrowed at the creature, the air around her crackling as the electricity lit up the air around her. She was beyond pissed. Nothing, nothing hurt her brother and got away with it, especially not something this damned ugly. She snarled, her fangs gleaming as she charged, Trevor swearing under his breath as he watched, taking aim and firing. He wasn't able to wound the oni, but he could hopefully keep it distracted. He grimaced as Naya tore the creature's ear off, watching as it began to regrow. Naya could tear him limb from limb, it would do her little good.
As it turned out, decades of experience killing things was rather useful when trying to kill new things. The creature that had been attempting to locate Tatsuhiko suddenly found itself with the blade of a very sharp sword in its skull, buried to the hilt and erupting out its brow. Withdrawing the blade, the half-vampire used his perch on the oni’s shoulders to adjust his position and slash again, this time taking off the entire top half of its head with the precise strength of the blow. Blood welled and spurted from the wound, but Tatsuhiko jumped clear of the collapsing creature long before any of it could hit him. It may have taken some study, but the results could not be argued with—the first of the oni was down.
Across the field, Tora was in fact engaged deeply in a contest of endurance with his, the two battering away on each other with the force of thunder and lightning. Tora’s ribs were cracked and healing, but the worst thing was the cough that wracked him, pulling up blood from his lungs and spattering it onto the ground. It would seem his condition was attempting to get him to slow down. Fuck if he was going to let it.
Despite the ribbons of blood the flowed freely over his lips and down his chin, the Fujiwara’s tiger kept at it, hammering away at the oni, whose healing factor was getting more and more sluggish at it took repeated devastating slices to vital areas. Stripes of red-black blood flew from the curved blade of his katana, joining what he’d donated towards dyeing the ground with the life-essence of the dying.
Really, it was just a matter of who was dying sooner.
And it wasn’t going to be him. With a charge, Tora leapt, torquing his body in midair and hitting not with his sword, but his foot, delivering a solid roundhouse kick to the oni’s temple and dropping it like a very large sack of stones. Once it was down, the coup de grace was a relatively simple matter; he simply drove his blade down into the creature’s heart, ripping brutally sideways with the weapon and tearing the organ in half.
“Regrow that, motherfucker,” he snarled gleefully.
He finished just in time for Tatsu to appear at his side, or perhaps his brother had been there for some time already—it was really impossible to tell with him. He gave his brother a bloody, feral grin, but as always, Tatsu did not smile back. In fact, he simply raised an eyebrow and jerked his head to the side, where Tora could just make out Naya’s twin—Rei, he was pretty sure her name was—ducking out of the way of a hit from an even larger oni, this one the color of a night-dark sky. The grin only widened, and Tora nodded.
The great thing about fighting alongside his brother was that there was never any need to discuss strategy. They worked in absolutely perfect synchronization, as though they’d lived their entire lives inside one another’s minds. It was not so far from the truth. This was the one bond in the world that Torahiko held sacred above all other things, and he knew that Tatsuhiko was much the same. When he could trust no one else, he could trust his brother. When he could be loyal to no one else, he could be loyal to Tatsu. And he’d never have to worry about being burned for it.
The girl was doing something that was keeping it slow and pinned, making their job considerably easier. Both sheathed their swords as they ran, putting a bit of distance between themselves to accommodate the changes in their physiology. Tora descended to all fours, a massive golden tiger, and rushed low, latching onto one of the creature’s hamstrings. He would have pulled it to the ground, save that the massive, indigo-scaled dragon went high, impaling its shoulders with night-dark claws. Tatsuhiko had dropped his blade right next to Reiko, murmuring a quick instruction on his way past which she now took, taking up the blade in both hands. She wasn’t the best with swords, so as an extra precaution, she let some of her own blood down the thing, lunging forward to where the oni was stretched taut between the brothers, using all the force she had to thrust the sword into the creature’s exposed throat. With a wet gurgle, it expired.
Ryoku growled as he sported a fresh wound down his backside. This was getting ridiculous. They were being defeated, and it was something he did not like. For one, he hated losing, and for two, he still had no clue as to what this creature was. It was one thing to know an opponent, but another thing when it was something entirely new. The only supernatural creatures in the world were vampires, however; his mother and father's existence had tipped that a long time ago, and brought forth him and his two siblings. He glanced at Hikari, who was still latched onto, keeping her claws dug deeply in the oni's back.
"Ryoku," she stated, no other words needed as he nodded. In the blink of an eye, two, very large, wolves stood; one black as midnight, the other white as snow. Hikari was the first to charge, her speed amplified slightly as she managed to grab hold of the oni's arm, her teeth sinking into it's flesh as she twisted her body, locking her jaw in place. Ryoku was the next to attack, his jaws latching onto the juncture where neck met shoulder. He pulled slightly, tearing of a chunk of flesh while Hikari managed to follow with another jugular attack, ripping the creatures throat out. Once it collapsed to the floor, Ryoku descended upon its back, his fist pushing as hard as it could and found the creatures heart, crushing it beneath his paws as Hikari was already off to the other oni.
Eien dodged his oni's attacks, his flame sword still in hand as he aimed precision slices to the creature. His flames were slowing down the oni's regeneration ability, however; it still healed. Though it was slow, he was using it to his advantage. The creature was wearing thin, growing tired as Eien drew out the battle, reserving every ounce of strength and stamina he could. It wasn't until his sister came into view that Eien made his move. The moment the oni's eyes were off of him, and focused on Hikari, he made his move. Hikari had managed to latch onto the oni's arm, twisting her body around and pulled, ripping the oni's arm out of its socket as it cried out in pain, unaware of Eien, who plunged his fire encased fist through its chest.
As the other one before it, it fell. "Is everyone alright?" he questioned, his eyes glancing over towards where the others were. Ryoku had shifted back, covering his form back with partial pieces of shredded clothing. Hikari, however, opted to remain as she was, as a beast. If she were to change back, she would be exposed, and she had no desire to reveal herself as such. She huffed, sitting on her hind legs as she glanced towards Naya, Haru, Reiko, and finally the two Fujiwara brothers.
"For the most part, it seems," she spoke, her eyes narrowing in the process.
Luckily, Naya was a bit smarter than most gave her credit for; while she certainly preferred simply tearing her opponent apart, sometimes it took a little more than that; like right now. She'd long given up on her sword, but she gathered the electricity from the air around her, the energy making a high-pitched chirping sound, like a thousand birds.
"Trevor."
The Edyta sighed. Well, it wasn't like anything else was working. He flickered from view, reappearing next to niece, and he picked her up. "We got one shot at this. You ready?" She nodded, the electricity thrumming through her as she condensced it. It was then that Trevor threw her, both his own strength and her power increasing her speed, and she tore through the oni's chest, taking out its heart in the process. It left her rather coated in blood, but she cared little.
Her only priority was Haru. She ran to her brother's side, who grinned up at her. She sighed in relief, and then slugged him. "Idiot! I was worried about you."
Ryoku was faring no better either. He had managed to gain the oni's attention from his sister, however; it cost him a dislocated shoulder, and a large gash across his chest. Hikari had jumped upon the creatures back, digging her claws into it as she held on, trying to keep her balance upon the creature, but she was ripped off, tossed against a tree, and she felt a rib crack. She hissed, pressing her digits to the wound as she rolled away, avoiding the oni's large foot as it came crashing down. Ryoku snarled, the air going a bit colder than usual. He could feel the ice slowly forming into his hand, taking on the form of a dagger before he charged, digging the blade deep within the oni's back.
Eien jumped to the side, barely missing the oni's claws, however; they did manage to rake his shirt, creating large tears down the middle. His eyes narrowed slightly, tilting his head back, narrowly missing the oni's fist as he felt the air graze his nose. This battle was not boding well for them. These creatures did not seem to have an immediate weakness which frustrated Eien. He summoned the purple flames to his hand, molding it until it was but a fine blade and sliced it towards the oni, watching as one of its fingers was severed, and it howled in pain. He watched, an eyebrow raised, as the oni's flesh bubbled. He glanced at the flame in his hand and back towards the oni. Perhaps this could be of more use than he thought.
Haru and Naya were faring little better, if not worse over-all. Naya was now sporting several blunt wounds, showing off many bruises as they slowly healed; she was a pureblood, but she didn't quite have the healing factor her sister did. Haru was a bit worse off, though. Haru's healing factor always suffered a bit, if only because of the fact that he usually ran low on blood supply. Not being able to consume blood tablets did tend to do that to a person. He'd managed to avoid getting hit too much to not have that problem, however; the oni was a bit smarter than it looked, and went after his sister instead, and predictably, Haru made to help her.
Which in the end only managed to get him pinned under the oni's other hand. He felt his ribcage all but shatter, and he heard his sister scream his name. Just in time he faded into shadow, putting distance between himself and the creature, struggling to breathe as he felt his bones mend. It would be a slow process, and until it was done, he was little more than a sitting duck.
Naya's eyes narrowed at the creature, the air around her crackling as the electricity lit up the air around her. She was beyond pissed. Nothing, nothing hurt her brother and got away with it, especially not something this damned ugly. She snarled, her fangs gleaming as she charged, Trevor swearing under his breath as he watched, taking aim and firing. He wasn't able to wound the oni, but he could hopefully keep it distracted. He grimaced as Naya tore the creature's ear off, watching as it began to regrow. Naya could tear him limb from limb, it would do her little good.
As it turned out, decades of experience killing things was rather useful when trying to kill new things. The creature that had been attempting to locate Tatsuhiko suddenly found itself with the blade of a very sharp sword in its skull, buried to the hilt and erupting out its brow. Withdrawing the blade, the half-vampire used his perch on the oni’s shoulders to adjust his position and slash again, this time taking off the entire top half of its head with the precise strength of the blow. Blood welled and spurted from the wound, but Tatsuhiko jumped clear of the collapsing creature long before any of it could hit him. It may have taken some study, but the results could not be argued with—the first of the oni was down.
Across the field, Tora was in fact engaged deeply in a contest of endurance with his, the two battering away on each other with the force of thunder and lightning. Tora’s ribs were cracked and healing, but the worst thing was the cough that wracked him, pulling up blood from his lungs and spattering it onto the ground. It would seem his condition was attempting to get him to slow down. Fuck if he was going to let it.
Despite the ribbons of blood the flowed freely over his lips and down his chin, the Fujiwara’s tiger kept at it, hammering away at the oni, whose healing factor was getting more and more sluggish at it took repeated devastating slices to vital areas. Stripes of red-black blood flew from the curved blade of his katana, joining what he’d donated towards dyeing the ground with the life-essence of the dying.
Really, it was just a matter of who was dying sooner.
And it wasn’t going to be him. With a charge, Tora leapt, torquing his body in midair and hitting not with his sword, but his foot, delivering a solid roundhouse kick to the oni’s temple and dropping it like a very large sack of stones. Once it was down, the coup de grace was a relatively simple matter; he simply drove his blade down into the creature’s heart, ripping brutally sideways with the weapon and tearing the organ in half.
“Regrow that, motherfucker,” he snarled gleefully.
He finished just in time for Tatsu to appear at his side, or perhaps his brother had been there for some time already—it was really impossible to tell with him. He gave his brother a bloody, feral grin, but as always, Tatsu did not smile back. In fact, he simply raised an eyebrow and jerked his head to the side, where Tora could just make out Naya’s twin—Rei, he was pretty sure her name was—ducking out of the way of a hit from an even larger oni, this one the color of a night-dark sky. The grin only widened, and Tora nodded.
The great thing about fighting alongside his brother was that there was never any need to discuss strategy. They worked in absolutely perfect synchronization, as though they’d lived their entire lives inside one another’s minds. It was not so far from the truth. This was the one bond in the world that Torahiko held sacred above all other things, and he knew that Tatsuhiko was much the same. When he could trust no one else, he could trust his brother. When he could be loyal to no one else, he could be loyal to Tatsu. And he’d never have to worry about being burned for it.
The girl was doing something that was keeping it slow and pinned, making their job considerably easier. Both sheathed their swords as they ran, putting a bit of distance between themselves to accommodate the changes in their physiology. Tora descended to all fours, a massive golden tiger, and rushed low, latching onto one of the creature’s hamstrings. He would have pulled it to the ground, save that the massive, indigo-scaled dragon went high, impaling its shoulders with night-dark claws. Tatsuhiko had dropped his blade right next to Reiko, murmuring a quick instruction on his way past which she now took, taking up the blade in both hands. She wasn’t the best with swords, so as an extra precaution, she let some of her own blood down the thing, lunging forward to where the oni was stretched taut between the brothers, using all the force she had to thrust the sword into the creature’s exposed throat. With a wet gurgle, it expired.
Ryoku growled as he sported a fresh wound down his backside. This was getting ridiculous. They were being defeated, and it was something he did not like. For one, he hated losing, and for two, he still had no clue as to what this creature was. It was one thing to know an opponent, but another thing when it was something entirely new. The only supernatural creatures in the world were vampires, however; his mother and father's existence had tipped that a long time ago, and brought forth him and his two siblings. He glanced at Hikari, who was still latched onto, keeping her claws dug deeply in the oni's back.
"Ryoku," she stated, no other words needed as he nodded. In the blink of an eye, two, very large, wolves stood; one black as midnight, the other white as snow. Hikari was the first to charge, her speed amplified slightly as she managed to grab hold of the oni's arm, her teeth sinking into it's flesh as she twisted her body, locking her jaw in place. Ryoku was the next to attack, his jaws latching onto the juncture where neck met shoulder. He pulled slightly, tearing of a chunk of flesh while Hikari managed to follow with another jugular attack, ripping the creatures throat out. Once it collapsed to the floor, Ryoku descended upon its back, his fist pushing as hard as it could and found the creatures heart, crushing it beneath his paws as Hikari was already off to the other oni.
Eien dodged his oni's attacks, his flame sword still in hand as he aimed precision slices to the creature. His flames were slowing down the oni's regeneration ability, however; it still healed. Though it was slow, he was using it to his advantage. The creature was wearing thin, growing tired as Eien drew out the battle, reserving every ounce of strength and stamina he could. It wasn't until his sister came into view that Eien made his move. The moment the oni's eyes were off of him, and focused on Hikari, he made his move. Hikari had managed to latch onto the oni's arm, twisting her body around and pulled, ripping the oni's arm out of its socket as it cried out in pain, unaware of Eien, who plunged his fire encased fist through its chest.
As the other one before it, it fell. "Is everyone alright?" he questioned, his eyes glancing over towards where the others were. Ryoku had shifted back, covering his form back with partial pieces of shredded clothing. Hikari, however, opted to remain as she was, as a beast. If she were to change back, she would be exposed, and she had no desire to reveal herself as such. She huffed, sitting on her hind legs as she glanced towards Naya, Haru, Reiko, and finally the two Fujiwara brothers.
"For the most part, it seems," she spoke, her eyes narrowing in the process.
Luckily, Naya was a bit smarter than most gave her credit for; while she certainly preferred simply tearing her opponent apart, sometimes it took a little more than that; like right now. She'd long given up on her sword, but she gathered the electricity from the air around her, the energy making a high-pitched chirping sound, like a thousand birds.
"Trevor."
The Edyta sighed. Well, it wasn't like anything else was working. He flickered from view, reappearing next to niece, and he picked her up. "We got one shot at this. You ready?" She nodded, the electricity thrumming through her as she condensced it. It was then that Trevor threw her, both his own strength and her power increasing her speed, and she tore through the oni's chest, taking out its heart in the process. It left her rather coated in blood, but she cared little.
Her only priority was Haru. She ran to her brother's side, who grinned up at her. She sighed in relief, and then slugged him. "Idiot! I was worried about you."