As the neon lights of Akihabara cast their vibrant glow upon the bustling streets, four figures move with silent determination amidst the throngs of people.
Each one clad in dark attire, they weave effortlessly through the crowds, their steps synchronized with the rhythm of the city.
The first figure is a slender woman, her features concealed beneath a sleek black hooded cloak. Her movements are graceful and deliberate, her gaze sharp and observant as she scans the surroundings for any signs of danger, ready to pounce at any signs of danger.
Walking beside her is a tall man, his imposing stature disguised by the shadows. He moves with destructive confidence, his ears and singular eye attuned to the slightest sound or movement.
Despite the chaos around them, he remains focused on a phone, scanning through countless messages, emails, etc.
Behind them, a pair of two move in perfect synchrony, their facial features obscured by dark masks.
Their movements are fluid and coordinated, their presence almost ethereal as they glide through the crowds like phantoms.
With silent communication, they anticipate each other's actions, seamlessly blending into the bustling nightlife of Akihabara.
Together, the four figures navigate the neon-lit streets with the skill of shadows, their presence unnoticed amidst the chaos of the city. Though they walk among the crowds, they remain unseen, their mission shrouded in secrecy as they move toward their destination under the cover of night.
"This Bitch really was tryna get me slimed out."
JacQuarius continues to ponder through Mrs.Nahihara's phone, learning various key things about her and her relationship with the Baozao family.
20 Minutes Later
JacQuarius, with his distinctive eye patch concealing one eye, led his motley crew into the dimly lit lobby of the rundown motel.
Tela surveyed the surroundings with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.
Kiyomi, the now resilient glock-toting Head Mistress, maintained her stoic demeanor as she followed closely behind.
Selena, with her confident stride and sharp wit, brought up the rear, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.
The motel's faded sign flickered ominously as they approached the reception desk, where a weary-looking clerk awaited them, oblivious to the intrigue and danger that accompanied their arrival.
"1 Room For us 4. Charge it to her Card."
JacQuarius then points at Selena.
Leaving Selena to pay for their room, they began to walk down the desolate walkway to their Room.
Room 462.
"While She not here, we have to discuss this shit."
JacQuarius begins to fill Kiyomi and Tela in on what he learned, while they believe Selena is still in the lobby paying for their room.
"Her momma been the one tryna get me knocked off the entire time. She's been sending the shooters at me, and even paid the Judge to rig the Verdict. She's actually part of the Yakuza. She's been helping the Yakuza move drugs via the School's locker room. It all makes sense now, why She never liked me and was so cold and unbearing to me during school, She planned to marry her daughter off to Chao Baozao to solidify and strengthen her family's connection with the Yakuza and the Baozao Family."
"Ahhhh I get it. So What's your Plan?"
Kiyomi and Tela heaved a long sigh, after hearing the information which left Tela with that question.
"Nigga what do you think we should do, the fuck. We Kill the bitch before she kills us. Not Sure how Selena's gonna take it but fuck it the bitch gotta deal with it or get dealt with it, ya feel me?"
"Damn you're ruthless my nigga. I'm going outside to keep watch and train my physical body."
Tela could only train his physical body due to the Yakuza crippling his Foundation by destroying his Soul Ocean. So all he can do is Strengthen his muscles, pain tolerance, and stamina.
Moments after Tela's Departure, Selena arrives with an unscrupulous look on her face.
"So your plan is to kill my mother and just ignore my feelings?"
"Yes, so if you have a problem with it you can leave Bitch. Or Ima have Kiyomi beat yo ass."
Selena stares at JacQuarius with intense hatred, barely able to maintain eye contact with his singular eye.
"Fine, I'm leaving then. Fuck you, I wish you remained in jail."
Saying her last remarks, she opened and departed through the Motel room door in an angry but elegant manner.
"Kiyomi, If I asked you to kill her, Would you be able to do it this time?"
Kiyomi then responds with a hesitant expression, while nervously touching her purple hair.
"Uhh..I don't... I don't know."
"That's not the answer I was looking for, but it's better than a no. In this case, If I order you to kill her again and you don't do it, then I'll kill you and her. See Kiyomi, you have to understand what I'm about to tell you. Selena is too emotional, any tiny ounce of emotion heavily influences her actions which can make or break any situation we're in, making her a liability. I don't tolerate liabilities or dumbasses, it'll ultimately hinder the final step of my 5 step Plan."
Step 5: World Domination!
Moments later, The Power cuts out in the motel.
A loud swooshing sound is heard, the lights turn back on and a mysterious man is holding a dagger to JacQuarius's neck.
The mysterious man is dressed in a black Chrome Hearts sweatsuit with Panda dunks, standing at about 6'1 200 lbs with a slim but average build.
"Akiba's Black Dragon I've been looking for you. Have anything to say to me?"
"Nigga who the fuck are you?" JacQuarius responds in a bold but nervous manner.
"I've been looking for you for the past few days. Seeing how you abandoned the Tipton, or should I call it The Black Dragon Hotel? Either way, it's led me on a goose chase until now."
"Yeah Nigga PSIA is on that shit heavy now, had to relocate for a while. Now What the fuck do you want?"
"My name is Ian Takashima, I'm a lone cultivator here in Akihabara. I came here to Spar you, to see if you live up to the hype I've been hearing about you."
With a confused and excited expression on his face, JacQuarius responds heavily.
"Drop the knife, and let's go outside and squabble then. If you can hang with me, I'll let you join my Akihabara Family, if not then I won't spare your life."
Ian then agrees with a nod, and they both head outside.
Moments later,
Ian, a tall and lean man with a rugged appearance, stood confidently with his eyes gleaming in the dim light of the motel parking lot.
He exuded a sense of calm readiness, the muscles in his arms and torso tensed and ready for action.
On the other side, JacQuarius, a burly and imposing figure, stood opposite Ian with his left eye fixed firmly on his opponent.
His stance was strong and determined, a look of fierce determination in his singular eye as he prepared for the deadly spar ahead.
The tension between the two men was palpable in the cool night air, the only sound was the low hum of the motel's neon lights buzzing overhead.
Both men knew that only one would walk away from this battle alive, and as they locked eyes in the darkness, the inevitable clash between them felt imminent.
"Well Shall We Be....."
Before Ian could even finish his sentence, JacQuarius dashed at him with Full Speed.
Nigga Style: Wrath Of The Black Dragon
Nigga Style: Roar Of The Black Dragon
JacQuarius began throwing various blows and attacks at Ian, holding nothing back.
Ian hastily dodged the various attacks, retaliating with weaker blows due to his Reaper Shadow Demon Cultivation Technique.
"Bronze Rank, 3rd Layer. With the low amount of Heaven Qi you have, you should be running out. Basically leading Victory onto my hands. Now let me retaliate with my own techniques."
Ian then begins to concentrate his Qi, releasing his skill.
Shadow Style: Shadow Split
After the activation, Ian's Shadow then split into a Clone that had its own Shadow making him and the clone 100% identical.
"I'm Bronze Rank, 5th Layer, in a battle of Attrition I have a complete advantage due to having much Heaven Qi. With my Victory set in stone, let's see how you deal with this."
Tela begins to straighten his glasses, takes off his shirt, and switches into gym shorts, preparing to help his Leader as he spectates from the sidelines.
Ian and his clone vanish into the shadows, then reappear right behind JacQuarius.
They begin to assault JacQuarius with flurries of punches and kicks, leaving him no room or moment to retaliate.
Due to rarely physical exercising, Ian has barely any muscle causing his attacks to have severely less damage compared to JacQuarius's attacks, since JacQuarius did 3 1/2 months of Solitary Confinement and constant fights leading him to be incredibly advanced in his physical cultivation.
Ian and his clone then begin concentrating his Qi in to their hands.
"Now you'll experience my signature technique, Ghost hand. My Clone also does my techniques as well if you haven't noticed."
Ghost Style: Ghost Hand
2 lavender colored ghost hands, with a deathly radiating aura hit JacQuarius.
Bearing the Shadow style attack, JacQuarius kneels down nearly blacking out from the attack.
"These attacks don't damage you physically but actually damages you mentally. Damaging your soul."
Ian then begins to activate another Ghost Hand with his clone, but at the knick of time his activation failed and Ian flies into a nearby wall and coughs up blood.
"Get The Fuck Off My Nigga with that voodoo shit. Yo bitch ass must be part of the Yakuza or sum doing that Voodoo shit, fuck that nigga, we don't run those here."
Right before Ian can fire out his Ghost hand, Tela snuck him with a vicious left hook and caused his activation to fail, wasting his Heaven Qi and making him take a severe backlash.
Ian then turns his sole focus on Tela, fuming with intense anger.
"Oh so we jumping niggas now? Fuck that, I see how it is. Now I'm going all out, and killing you niggas."
Ian then begins to explode with Heaven Qi, shaking the surrounding area with his Heaven Qi, preparing to unleash a devastating technique.
"Kiyomi, shoot this nigga! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!?"
Tela, who is about 10-15 meters away from Ian, begins to charge full speed at him.
Kiyomi closes her eyes, then begins to aim with incredible precision at Ian knowing it's a life or death situation.
Locked On.
Fire!
She fires the shot that begins to fly directly at his head.
Right as the bullet is about to hit his head, the bullet melts from intense heat, and Ian takes a severe hit to the face.
His Clone then dissipates.
Ian, in a heavily injured state, turns into a shadow state and vanishes from the scene.
Nigga Style: kin'iroen Fist!