Chapter 7: A Day in Tokyo (Part 2)

Hiroshi found himself in an abandoned warehouse, face to face with a mysterious man dressed in a black robe. The dim light cast eerie shadows heightening the tension, and as spoke his anger boiled within him, "Don't you there call me that. That name only belongs to him, and I don't want it, nor do I need it"

The man then suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahahaha! Really? Well that's quite alright, cause you see, you won't need it once you're dead."

In that moment, Hiroshi suddenly heard a voice whispering in his head, growing louder and more insistent whit each second. "Watch out, watch out, watch out, Look out!" Within an instant, a strong gust of wind suddenly appeared, and Hiroshi instinctively shifted his body to the other side. 

And that's when a huge cut appeared on the wall behind him, blood began pouring down his cheek. Hiroshi was in shock, 'What was that' he wondered. 'Where did that cut come from' as he tried to comprehend that had just happened.

The man then congratulated Hiroshi for dodging his attack "Well done Hiroshi, I'm impressed," he said, as he clapped his hands.

Hiroshi, still in confusion, gathered his thoughts. He had then realized that the man was an elemental. Elementals were rare individuals with supernatural ability's, and Hiroshi had heard rumors of their existence, by had never come across one before.

'So, this guys an elemental, huh? And one that seems to have control over the wind.' Hiroshi wondered, as he wiped the blood off his cheek, after taking a fighting stance. 'Alright, let's see what his maid of.'

And in that moment, with a smile on his face, the man finally decided to attack. As he rushed forward, heading straight towards Hiroshi. Hiroshi bracing himself, as the man kept on closing the distance between them.

However, at the last second, the man suddenly throw himself in the other direction. And as Hiroshi turned his head following the man's movements, only to find the man standing in mid-air.

The man then leaped towards Hiroshi, slashing and injuring him. He then began to move with unbelievable agility and speed, slashing Hiroshi from every directions. As he could feel each of the man's attacks cutting into him, as blood began dripping from his wounds.

The man then landed on the wall behind Hiroshi, and leaped off it, attacking him from behind. However Hiroshi anticipated this. Twisting his body, he prepared himself to strake back, but the man evaded his attack. Hiroshi observing his movements, he then suddenly noticed the glint of strings all over him.

"You're using strings to move yourself around?" he said, puzzled. "But why would an elemental who manipulates wind need to use strings?"

The man then began explaining, "Although I am an elemental, I'm afraid I don't have full control over my own power just yet, but I can still do a lot of damage with these." He said, as he suddenly released an attack, shouting, "WIND BLADE!" and a huge blade of wind came flying straight at Hiroshi.

Hiroshi quickly ducked, barley dodging the attack. However the blade cut through the warehouse's iron structured, causing the whole facility to crumble. Metal pipes, debris falling from the sky, some even almost hitting Hiroshi, but he managed to dodged all of them.

The man laughed. "Ha! Is that really all you've got? I'm truly disappointed." He said, taunting Hiroshi.

Hiroshi on the ground stood up, blood spilling his head, however a smile formed on his face. "Hmph, if I know any better, I'd say you're enjoying our little time together," he taunted. "Besides, is that really all you've got? Cause I was expecting a lot more."

Hiroshi then said, "Well, if that's all you've got, then I think it's time we put an end to our little session." And that's when Hiroshi vanished, only to be found moving the same way the man did, using the strings to his advantage. "Let me give you a word of advice," Hiroshi said as he kept on moving.

"When you're using a weapon, make sure it works to your advantage, and not your disvantages."

As he then appeared standing behind the man. "Because it could end poorly," he whispered, into the man's ear. The man spooked, leaped into the air, putting same distance between them. But Hiroshi smiled. "Bad move," he said.

And with a swift movement of his hands, Hiroshi controlled all the strings around him, grabbing a hold of the man in mid-air. Trapped the man yelled in pain as the strings cutting though his cloths piercing his flesh. "Agh! How did you…" the man asked writhing in pain.

Hiroshi replied, "I told you, remember? When you're using a weapon, make sure it works to your advantage and not to your disadvantage. Besides, a true magician never reveals his tricks. Now, how about you tell me just who the hell sent you after me?"

Hiroshi then began pulling the strings tighter, piercing the man's flesh even further, "AAARRGH!" he yelled, the pain more intense with each second. "Who sent you? Answer me!" he demanded, pulling the string header.

The man yelled in even more pain, and with a huge burst of wind, he destroyed all the strings around him. Landing on his feet, he then launched a massive wave of wind blade right at Hiroshi.

And Hiroshi, with no time to defend himself, he braced himself. Muttered, under his breath. "Shit,"

All the blades meeting their mark. And in that moment, the man thought he had killed Hiroshi, but to his surprise, Hiroshi was completely unharmed by his attack. Hiroshi, too, was surprised.

"You alright?" asked Matsumoto, appearing right behind him.

"Yeah, thanks," Hiroshi replied.

"Don't thank me, thank her," Matsumoto said, nodding his head towards Akio, appearing standing right beside Hiroshi.

The man, bewildered by their appearance, asked, "Who the hell are you people!"

Akio then raised her left arm, to use her ability, reveling herself as an elemental. Lifted the man into the air, and began tossing him around like a rag doll. To the left, the right, up and then straight down, slamming him into the ground. Hiroshi amazed, could only say, "Whoa, not bad."

Hiroshi then approached the man, "Let's try this again shall we, who sent you after me? Was it the mafia?"

The man laughed, "Ha! You don't know anything," and spat on Hiroshi's face.

Hiroshi, enraged, kicked him in the face, knocking him out cold. And after the fight, they all tied up the man.

"So what are we going to do with him?" Hiroshi asked

"Nothing, the Special Police will handle this," Matsumoto replied

'Special Police?' Hiroshi wondered.

"Time to go. The tour's over," Matsumoto said.

"Huh? No way! I haven't even had a chance to have any local cuisine yet," Hiroshi said, protesting.

Akio, amused by the idea, nodded her head, as she agreed without saying a word. But Matsumoto remind firm. "No" he said. As they all left the scene, leaving the man behind, only for the special police to take care of him.

End of the 7th Chapter.