Pov: Y/n

“Be careful out there Y/n” Akame said as I left the base to find my prey. “Don’t worry, I will.” I said throwing my cloak on to hide my identity as I walked to a nearby city. As I neared the city I noticed it’s flag, a blood cross. “Southern Cross,” I said under my breath while walking into the city, “It’s nothing like the Capital, there the people are somewhat happy. Here, there’s only slavers.” I then walked into a bar trying to get a drink and some information. After a few moments two men walked in and I listened to what they said. “Man, King’s gonna be mad.” one of the guys said, “Yeah, in informant was killed trying to find the Hokuto Shinken fighter.” the other said. “What if I could help you find this man?” I asked as the duo was shocked, “There’s no way you could help us tiny.” one of the guys said as I looked back, seeing two guys a good foot taller than me, and I’m only a few inches shorter than Bulat. “I know where to find the Hokuto Shinken user,” I answered getting up, “I will tell the King, but not the likes of you.” “You will tell me!” The larger of the two men said swinging at me. I caught his fist and punched him in the gut, avoiding pressure points so I didn’t kill him yet. “Take me to King.” I demanded as they agreed and we left to a tall building.

“King, we have a guest!” One of the guys said as I walked up to a seat. “Who is it?” King asked. “It’s been a while…” I started, removing my cloak, “SHIN!” “Well well well.” Shin said looking at me, “Y/n, why are you here? You shouldn’t be here.” “Sir, he knows where to find the Hokuto Shinken user!” The other guy who brought me in said. “YOU FOOL!” Shin shouted, signaling a fat man into the room, “HE IS THE HOKUTO SHINKEN USER!!! KILL HIM!” Then a few more people jumped in, all armed, encircled me and moved in to strike. “Enkan Zanshū Kyaku! [Ring Beheading Layered Leg)” I shouted doing a spin-kick, having all of my opponents lose their heads in an explosion of blood. “Y/n, I see that you have gotten stronger, but your view of this world, is WEAK!” Shin shouted twirling a feather in his arms. “You think that you can save this world, change it for the better. YOU need to change to this world! Your drive of helping others is nothing! Heart, kill him!” As he said that the fat man he signaled walked up to me and I punched at him, striking pressure points in his stomach. “That tickled.” The man I now know as Heart said. “I’m sorry my giant friend,” I said turning around and walking back, “But you are already dead.”

Nothing happened, and Shin started to taunt me. “Are you familiar with the Kenpo Goroshi [The Destroyer of Fists], Y/n?” Shin taunted, “It is a secret art of the body, where fat is built up, preventing the use of pressure points, and Heart here is a Master, the only martial art capable of killing him is my own Nanto Koshū Ken [South Dipper Lone Eagle Fist], he is the Martial Art Killer.” Shin then threw the feather at Heart, cutting his face. “B-b-blood?” Heart said rubbing his face and seeing his blood on his hand, “I HURT!!!!!” The fat man then went crazy, destroying the building we were in as Shin went farther up. “I have more defenses than that Y/n!” Shin yelled leaving to the top.

Shit, I thought, How am I going to beat this fat ass. As I thought that I dodged his aimless swings. This is more of a temper-tantrum. I may have to resort to THAT move, I doubt there’s any other chance. I then started punching Heart in the stomach, lifting him up farther and farther. “Jūha Zan! [Soft-Breaking Slash]” I cried, kicking him in the stomach, followed by a quick jab in the ring of fat I made reaching his vital points. As he fell down dead I walked farther up into the tower. Just you wait Shin, I thought, my blood coming to a boil, Your death will be painful, very painful.

When I reached the top of the stairs, I saw Shin standing next to a man in an Imperial General’s outfit. “SHIN!” I yelled getting the attention of the two men. “Is this the man I am here for?” The general asked. “Yes, it appears as if he has killed Heart.” Shin replied as I tried to punch him. The general guy grabbed my fist and taunted me. “Sorry, but you’re fighting me first.” he said as Shin walked to the roof. “You’ll be surprised as to how tough this one is for you to kill.” “Hyakuretsu Ken!” I cried. “ATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATATAT!!” After I finished my attack, the general stood there and waited. Then his shirt exploded, revealing a full metal torso. “HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT Y/N? I WAS MADE BY THE GREAT DR. STYLISH SPECIFICALLY TO KILL YOU AND THAT MURASAME GIRL!” The general screamed. Who the fuck is Dr. Stylish and why does he want me and Akame dead? I thought as the general swung a sword at me. I can’t believe I’ll have to use that.

I then drew my sword. “Water-Dragon Sword!” I cried jabbing the pommel into the crease of my left elbow. “Lend me strength!” “That won’t work!” The general cried swinging at me in an interrupting fashion. Before he could do so, I felt my power rise as my short hair grew three or four times in length. “TIME TO DIE!” The general cried swinging at my head. I managed to block it and go into a counter attack. “HAKAISHIN SURASSHU! [God of Destruction Slash (I hope at least,)] I shouted slicing the general countless times. When I sheathed my sword, the General looked at me. “What was that supposed to-” The General said as he fell apart, blood spewing everywhere. I have three minutes to kill Shin, before I need to rest. I thought running up the stairs after Shin.

POV: WRITER

So this'll be the last chapter for a while, I've had projects to do for the past few weeks for college stuff, I've got trips for high school, and college finals are literally the first week'a may. So my time, when adding in tennis, is next to none.