KENSHIN'S GIFT

Akage pressed the keycard against the apartment’s doorknob and it opened. The lights were off with no one around… it bothered her.

She closed the door and treaded carefully. “Hello? Anyone still breathing?” Akage asked.

Quick footsteps and a hand behind her attempted to punch her but she dodged, breeze from the missed contact tickled her skin. The person kicked and she bent back, avoiding contact in the same axis. He punched again but Akage grabbed the hand, knocked his legs, and threw him over her shoulders.

“Nice try Kenshin but you’ll have to do a million times better to hit me once.” Akage spoke confidently.

The lights switched on and Kenshin sighed in defeat.

“Impressive as always.” Miketsukami said as he stood before Akage and Kenshin.

“Learnt from the best… you. I want you to make this weakling strong.” She requested with a warm smile.

“You paid me so; how can I refuse.” Miketsukami replied with a wolfish grin.