The Price of a Demon

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Thread Title: The Price of a Demon
Participants: Asmoskon vs Jak
World: Human World
Death Setting: Non Death Enabled
Rating: R
Location: A large bamboo forest located in Japan. This forest is a park and has multiple red bridges throughout it that have water below each bridge. The bamboo of the forest is very high and makes it impossible to see what's happening in the sky above.
Special Conditions: N/A
Circumstances: Jak is taking a walk throughout the forest when a mercenary confronts him. A battle ensues for the death of the demon boy or his survival.

[Jak Halcom]

Jak was walking through the bamboo forest looking for a nice and secluded place to set up a training area and kick some bamboo and other training stuff he wanted to try. He carried a gym back over his left shoulder. He wore his usual attire of a black leather vest over his torso and nothing else, a pair of dirty, torn jeans from his job at the flower shop, and a pair of black and blue sandals. He looked over around the park for a secluded spot with his crimson eyes. His spiky black hair hair did not try to hide his pointed ears like usual. The black heavy chain on his right arm clinked with every step. It still burned to the touch and was its burning red color. 

He found a nice secluded spot off the main path through the park. He pushed his way through the bamboo careful not to catch any of it on fire with his right arm. He set his bag down once he found a nice clearing hidden by the bamboo thicket. He looked at a watch that he had on his left arm and saw that it was two in the afternoon. It was bright and warm with there being no clouds in the sky today. He started stretching when he felt a presence nearby.

Jak immediately stopped and stretched out his senses as far as he could, which wasn't far to be honest. All he could really tell was that someone with a lot of spiritual energy was nearby. That could mean many things, but he figured that at leas whoever it was would put up a decent fight. He tried to pin point where the guy was. He wished that his senses were more defined so they would be much more reliable. He stood ready though not letting this person get the drop on him.

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{Spoiler - Stats and Skills}
Strength - 100 Points

Speed - 200 Points

Spiritual Pressure - 135 Points

Reiatsu Strength - 150 Points

Light Aura - 50 Points

Dark Aura - 50 Points

Instinct - 50 Points

Senses - 50 Points

Energy sensory - 50 Points

Healing Expertise - 0 Points

Skills:

Street Fighting 1

Bleeding Resistance 1

Strength of Will 1

Pain Tolerance 1

Heat Resistance 1

Damage Recovery 1

Weapon Skill (Chain) 1

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

"It doesn't matter how many of us you kill Masurao. You are alone we are together and we have the Emperor. You will never survive it doesn't matter how many times you wiggle your way free the time will co. . . . " "Shut the fuck up and die scum" Asmoskon starred over the body of a now deceased Quincy that served the Emperor. He was inside of a huge building in New York city. He was standing in a board room covered that was now covered in blood and mostly damaged.

He had spent the last few weeks tracking down this Quincy to the location and then taken it upon himself to eliminate him. All of the followers of the Emperor would have to be cleansed for his race to be atoned and saved from the foolishness of one man that had already led them to the brink of eradication once. Asmoskon would never let that happen again even if he was the one this time to nearly eradicate his own kind.

Asmoskon was wearing different clothing then he did normally for right now he had been playing the role of a business man in order to gain entry into the building where he had set up the meeting with this Quincy under different terms. It had been the understanding that Asmoskon was a Fullbringer who was selling out information on Xcution. Yet when he arrived the Quincy immediately recognized Asmoskon from reports and the battle ensued between them.

The business suit that he wore now was slightly damaged and covered in a good deal of blood most of which was not his own, but the other Quincy's. Taking out his cell phone from the suit pocket Asmoskon dialed the number and after a few moments the female voice of Water Tower answered him with his name. "Alright I'm free. Give me a target now." Asmoskon continued to talk with his informant on his way down the building and learned that there was a demon of some sort in Karakura Town.

At first Asmoskon was reluctant to even go back to Asia let alone that one town that had so much happen to it and him in the last year. However, the idea of fighting a demon was one that peaked his interest enough to risk running into that forsake Shinigami again. Never the less he made his way from the city to Kennedy Airport and flew from America to Japan in a total of sixteen hours. Throughout that time Asmoskon took the time to read up on this demon boy named Jak Halcom. Other then that Asmoskon got the sleep that his body deserved.

He had now been in Japan for a total of twenty eight hours and already been through Karakura Town making no sight of Jak or an unusual reiatsu. So Asmoskon had searched out from the town until he did sense something strange to him it felt evil in nature more so then even a hollow. It was near a bamboo forest and he felt that it at least was enough to go check out. Luckily for him Asmoskon had been inside of the forest when he saw the outline of a boy which fit the photo he had studied of Jak.

Taking the phone out again and calling Water Tower just as he always did and getting the same answer Asmoskon starred as Jak disappeared into the forest. "Have the money transferred I'll be done within half an hour. Find something else while I'm away I don't want to be left waiting this time." Just with that Asmoskon turned off the phone and made his way into the bamboo forest tracking after the demon boy who he would have to eliminate or at least send a message that his interferences in the world of the dead weren't going to be allowed to continue.

Stepping ou through the bamboo trees Asmoskon made his arrival obvious to the demon boy who now was starring at him. Asmoskon was wearing the normal attire that he did comprised of his black shirt, ripped jean pants, combat boots an coat along with his eye patch. "Jak Halcom i'm here to inform you that your interferences in the events of the dead are to be dealt with here and you will not continue them from this moment onwards." Asmoskon was hoping that the demon boy didn't simply agree to the terms. That though was just the word of a demon and wasn't good for anything so either way this would end with the boy coughing blood.

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Strength - 53 Points-40%= 32 Points
Speed - 300 Points
Spiritual Pressure - 135 Points
Reiatsu Strength - 280 Points+75%= 490 Points
Light Aura - 80 Points
Dark Aura - 20 Points
Instinct - 100 Points
Senses - 70 Points
Energy sensory - 30 Points
Healing Expertise - 10 Points

•[Analyzing] [1]
•[Weapons: Archery] [2]
•[Weapons: Axes] [1]
•[Acrobatics] [2]
•[Battle Analysis] [2]
•[Battle Focus] [2]
•[Focused Eye] [2]
•[Charisma/Leadership] [2]

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Item Name: Arrow Augmenter

Item Type: Quincy Bracelet

Item Description:
This small, black bracelet is typically worn around the wrist one of the user’s hands, the one they use to draw back a bowstring. Although technically it can be used by any race, this item is mostly useful for Quincies, as it allows them to fire individual arrows at a significantly heightened speed. For 75 Reitsu, the Quincy can increase the speed of one arrow they fire this post by a flat 200. This ability can be used a maximum of three times per post, and cannot be used on the same arrow. However, the true power of this item comes with Quincies who know a Movement tech. For the cost of the technique, and an additional 150 reitsu in addition to that, they can increase the speed of one arrow per post by a third of the Movement tech’s speed increase.

Price: 10,000 Ryo

Donatedtoshop?(Yes or No?): No

[Jak Halcom]

Jak stared at the man with his crimson eyes trying to size him up. He didn't know what kind of tricks this guy may have, but he didn't like the way he thought he could order Jak around. At first Jak was confused when he mentioned his interference with the world of the dead. Jak still didn't now why this concerned him, but he was going to try and set the record straight. The events in the graveyard was the result of something that he needed to put down. He would not be warned for defending his home.


"Hey I was only defending the town I love back there in that graveyard. You take your ass out of here before I kick it out myself." He said keeping his body tensed. He doubted that the man would leave on his own accord. Jak was willing to give him the boot either way. He may have to add a few spirit bolts in just for the fun of it. He clenched his fists read to fight. He shifted his feet ready to spring in any direction that he would need to.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon walked through into the clearing of the bamboo forest and saw the demon child named Jak. After he had told the demon why he was there he took noticed of this boy's actual attire. It seemed he had a black vest with ripped jeans and gloves on his hands. The black chain was something that Asmoskon made a special note of after reading reports that the demon often fought with it. What he was expecting wasn't how the boy reacted completely.

Asmoskon had been expecting the boy to just act tough and tell him that he knew nothing about what he was talking about or that he wouldn't be pushed around. While the response from Jak had been similar Asmoskon hadn't expected an answer that he himself might have given less then a year prior. He knew what it was like to save others and to risk ones own life in the hope that everyone would stay save. For a moment Asmoskon could see himself in that demon boy. However, he wasn't that foolish boy anymore he was stronger now and wouldn't be controlled by weakness.

After the reasoning for the graveyard incident which was stated briefing in the information that Asmoskon had received from the source of this assignment the boy threatened Asmoskon to leave. Asmoskon never reacted to such things nicely even when he was a naïve child. He stood motionless without reaction just starring at Jak with his hands in the coat pockets and his sapphire eye locked in a stern glance.

"I take it that means you believe yourself strong enough to survive the price that's now on your head. I implore you boy to reconsider your judgment and simply leave Japan. I will not give you any further chances so choose wisely or die in this forest with the other vermin." Asmoskon's voice was cold with a slight tone of hate yet it wouldn't feel as if it was directed towards Jak at all. In truth Asmoskon was giving this boy more of a chance then he had to any other target the reason being subconscious to Asmoskon simply which was actually the similarities between this demon boy and how he was little more then six months ago.

[Jak Halcom]

"Who put a price on my head, and for what reason?" Jak demanded. He unwrapped the chain from around his arm and let it fall onto the ground with a hard thud. "I don't know what kind of bull shit you have heard about me, but I am not going to leave my home just because of my heritage. The shinigami tried the same thing and failed, now I will ask you one more time. Leave me alone before I get angry." he glared at the man ready to fight.



He tightened his grip on the chain that now scorched the grass that it made contact with. Jak did not take to authority well to began with, but this guy thought that he could goad him to do whatever he wanted just because he...he didn't know why, but he was not going to be pushed around by anyone. He waited for the man to leave on his own accord, but it seemed that this man wasn't going to move. That was fine by him. "Alright so be it then," Jak whispered as he took a few steps to the man and swung with his heavy chain in a horizontal strike to the man's torso.



Not only would the chain collide with his ribs, if it hit, and cause quite a bit of pain, the chain would also wrap around the man's body which Jak would pull on to force the man off balance and step closer to him. Jak would then try to plant a hard left hook right into the man's jaw. The combined forces of the man's head being pulled into the punch, and that of the punch itself should be more than enough to knock just about any normal person out cold.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

The chain of this demon boy was unraveled from his arm and Asmoskon noticed right away that the grass on the ground of the forest was turning a dark brown color. That meant either this boy had some time of decaying ability or fire. Asmoskon assumed it to be fire based due to the personality that tis boy was displaying along with the fact that when most thought of demons the fires of Hell were not far off. However, yet again this boy wasn't listening to the warning.

It seemed that he didn't wish to be saved or thought himself strong enough to truly defeat Asmoskon. "Well hopefully he at least puts up a decent challenge." Asmoskon had done what he could to prevent himself from taking out the young demon, but the entity was to head strong to listen and leave Japan. Asmoskon wasn't going to go back on an assignment just because it would end with the blood of some teenager on his hands he was past that point already and the blood just made him feel warm.


"I don't know what kind of bull shit you have heard about me, but I am not going to leave my home just because of my heritage. The shinigami tried the same thing and failed, now I will ask you one more time. Leave me alone before I get angry."

Asmoskon's left eyebrow raised slightly at the mention of the Shinigami as interest was instilled in the Quincy. At the same time though his eyes revealed anger for a moment then returned back to the stern stone. "I wonder if this boy had to deal with the whore or if it was just another worthless Shinigami." Asmoskon thought over the possibility of this boy having been dealt with by the Shinigami who had played him for a fool and came to the conclusion that it was quite possible.


"Alright so be it then."

The demon boy was stepping forwards and Asmoskon immediately saw that the right arm was being sent in motion. He immediately was able to perceive that this boy was going to swing the long chain towards him. Based on the length of the chain and the speed that the arm was moving at Asmoskon was able to calculate that it would take about three moments for the chain to actually reach where he had been standing. Asmoskon sudden took off running right towards the boy.

"Smite the Enemy with Hollow Steel." Asmoskon whispered the incantation as he pulls his hands from the coat pockets and moved them behind his back. The boy would be unable to see the reiatsu materialize and take the form of the two twin curved bladed hatchets that Asmoskon was so fond of. The distance between him and the boy was now little more then a few feet so pushing himself off the ground Asmoskon executed a front flip so that he would basically fall down on the demon boy with both hatchets aimed to come down upon his shoulders.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1300/1350 ~2 Hohle Schneide~

[Jak Halcom]

Jak was no fool. He figure the first attack would not work against this opponent. Jak noticed how fast his opponent was as he took a few steps forward bringing out two small axes. Jak managed to fallow the man as he jumped up into the air which would be his next mistake. Jak would extend his hand while the man was coming down on him and fire a spirit bolt right at the man's chest. He doubted that there would be next to no time to see the attack coming and then avoid. it. 

If the spirit bolt hit, he would then go on the offensive and before the man even hit the ground. he would try to grab him in mid air by his leg and then slam him into the ground by it. He would then spin the man around for momentum before tossing him into the bamboo before bringing his heavy chain down right on top of the man's head. He wondered what kind of being would use such weapons. They were certainly nothing that Jak had seen before.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon was in mid air and now falling down upon the demon boy when he saw that the hand on this boy was extended out towards him. Asmoskon could sense a slight shift in Jak's reiatsu and knew that something must b preparing from his hand. Asmoskon had a technique that was similar and knew that something reiatsu based was about to come right towards him. Moving his right hatchet downwards the red spirit bolt was fired off only to be slashed through by the silver hatchet.

As the Quincy fell upon the demon boy that hatchet in his right hand would suddenly turn a dark red on the edges of the blade due to the reiatsu of Jak's technique actually being absorbed slightly into the weapon. Descending upon the boy Asmoskon would slash downwards just as he had planned gliding one hatchet each down a shoulder. If successful and Asmoskon managed to deliver the quick slashes that honestly wouldn't be gravely deep just painful to Jak he would suddenly vanish from sight as his feet touched the ground.

Asmoskon would then appear on the right side of Jak the hatchet in his right hand already in mid swing downwards on the black chain section of Jak's arm. Asmoskon was curious to see if the chain could be broken by his weapon and if not might be more increased in this fight. "It seems that he has some type of distance attack I've got see what else." Asmoskon was making sure that he got as much information on Jak's abilities as possible before taking him out. Who knew he might run into another demon in the future and it was always good to have as much info as possible.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1275/1350 ~Movement~ {Speed during step 900}

[Jak Halcom]

Jak was a but surprised that the man's hatchet was able to cut right through his spirit bolt. He had to do something before he felt those hatchets his own body. He stepped into more under the man grabbing the man by his shirt and pants. He made sure he had a good amount of material in both hands before he pushed with his right hand and pulled down with his left arm. The man's pants would most likely be set on singed if not on fire by the heat of his right arm.

Jak would then bring his own body weight down to the ground as he used a pile driver to slam the man's head and neck into the ground. Jak would then scramble to his feet while the man was still recovering and shorten his chain so that he could better deal with hatchets. He waited for the man to get to his feet. Holding the smaller piece of chain in both hands. He was fine with the heat of his chain. He always had a high tolerance for heat even when he was young.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon was surprised by the speed that his demon boy displayed at close range. He felt his clothing being grabbed and knew that this boy had at least some talent in martial arts or something similar. As Jak began to push off Asmoskon the hatchets in Asmoskon's hands twirled shifting from the standard grip to that of reverse. As the Quincy was brought down to the ground by the demon boy the silver blades of the hatchets were dragged against Jak's biceps.

Asmoskon felt the impact of his head on the forest floor and for a moment saw nothing, but darkness. This wasn't from the pain which of course was a factor, but simply due to the fact that his left eye had shut upon impact. Jak was now backing off from Asmoskon and the Quincy casually got back onto his feet. Starring down the demon boy Asmoskon's head bent to the right and a loud snapping sound was cast. "Well at least your not boring."

His head moved back to place in the center and Asmoskon saw that the chain was now shorter and that this boy was planning something different to fight him. Asmoskon felt that he could end this boy easily if he resorted to using his bow yet was against such a decision simply from the fact that this boy had proven himself capable at close combat. He had been bored over the last few weeks from weak targets and would make the most of this while the boy still stood.

Asmoskon all of a sudden rushed Jak again yet this time seemed far more reckless and hell bent. The right side of his body faced Jak as the distance between them became little more then four feet. Asmoskon began to spin his body bringing the hatchets up and down like a circle in a rotation that would continue as he spun his body and watched through the blurring colors of his left eye for anything Jak would do against him.

[Jak Halcom]

Jak gridded his teeth as the hatchets racked across his biceps as he pile drove the man into the ground. Jak spared a quick glance at his arm. Blood flowed from two cuts on his bicep, but lucky for Jak, they didn't seem to be too deep. The pain could be ignored, and the blood flow wasn't enough to be worried about at the moment. Jak returned his attention to the man as he got up. He made the comment that Jak wasn't boring. He was glad that he could entertain.

Now the man was pressing the attack seeming much more aggressive. Jak back peddled a few steps avoiding the first pass of the hatchets. Jak then focused on the arm that was coming around and stepped in catching it with his chain. He held the arm in place and the man might hurt himself a little from the sudden stop of momentum and the force going into his shoulder. Jak would then wrap the chain around the man's right wrist.

Jak noted that he was the stronger of the two of them and was not going to let this chance slip by him. Jak bent his arm back forcing the man to lean back off balance. This would leave the man open as well as make it hard for him to swing at him with the other hatchet. Jak would then slam his right knee right into the man's spine pushing up with all of his body wight putting all he could into he attack. Then he would pull his leg and hip back for another knee kick to the same target.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon had felt the incredible heat that resided in this boy's right arm and had made a mental note to himself that his jeans were slightly burnt just from touching the arm for a few moments. Asmoskon was now pressing the attack in a way that he knew would have far to many openings for most high level targets yet this boy wasn't one and he wanted to see how the demon boy would react. To his amusement the boy did in fact use one of the methods possible to end the onwards assault of spins.

However, Asmoskon wasn't going to give him victory no matter how much he was starting to prove himself. Just as Asmoskon's arm made contact with Jak's the Quincy vanished from sight. Asmoskon would then reappear several feet back with his hands empty and at his sides. As this image became reality the sight of both silver hatchets only a few feet away coming right towards Jak would as well.

Asmoskon truly was having a more joyous time fighting this boy then he had against so many other targets. However, there was a question in the back of his mind that he felt he wished to ask this boy about before he took care of him. As the hatchets flew towards the torso of this boy Asmoskon's short black bow materialized in his left hand ready for use. Asmoskon was going to see just how good this boy was and then end him after he answered his one question.

[Jak Halcom]

Jak nearly stumbled when the man vanished from his grasp. He found him only a few feet away unarmed. It was then that Jak saw the hatchets flying at him. There was no time to dodge. He brought his arms in putting them together like a boxer would block his opponents punches. He felt the blade of one of the hatchets bite into the flesh of his left arm. The one that hit his right arm was deflected my the chain thankfully. 

Jak looked at the man kicking the hatchets way. When he caught sight of the bow in his hand however he stopped. It all made sense now. The way he tried to tell him what he could or could not do. The way he looked down on Jak. He was a Quincy. A damned, fucking, murderous Quincy. Anger flashed in Jak's crimson eyes. Memories of his childhood flashed before his eyes as two Quincys attacked him beacuse of his demon heritage. He managed to survive the attack, but received a nasty scar on his back thanks to them. Now one stands before him wanting to finish the job. 

"Quincy..." He muttered the single word quietly as his arms and fists shook with rage. "So, you think you can finish the job the other's started huh?" He asked the Quincy rhetorically. He looked right into the man's eyes murderous intent could clearly be seen. "It will be you who dies QUINCY!!" He reitsu was getting stronger and more out of control. His right arm was glowing brighter and more intense in its heat.

The color spread across Jak's torso and then spread out to the rest of his body. His body suddenly combusted flames erupting from his body. A second pair of arms grew from underneath his normal pair of arm. He grew another foot in size and his muscles bulged and grew. Black gauntlets with four blades surrounding each hand appeared on his upper set of hands. Chain tattoos spiraled up his limbs and formed an X across his back and chest. He growled at the Quincy ready for full combat.

Jak focused his flames onto the blades and then launched them at the Quincy. Two blades of flame flew quickly at their target fallowed by Jak himself. He brought his whole right side of his body back winding up for a powerful strike. he punched out with both sets of arms one aiming to break the Quincy's ribs with a hard body punch and the other wanted to sink his blades into the filthy Quincy's chest. He would fallow up with a spinning back hand strike and slash with his left arms.

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon had been successful in evading the close combat talents of this demon child and moved backwards now he watched as the twin silver hatchets twirled through the air right towards the demon. There were two different sounds that didn't come close to resembling one another. The first was the sound of a blade sinking into the flesh of a mortal. The second was the sound of metal colliding against another source of tough material.

Asmoskon had been watching what was happening now that he was more interested with this target. He could have easily fired off an arrow and killed the child then and there and moved on to the next assignment yet the question in the back of his mind along with the determination that this demon showed was enough to grant mercy for now. The blood that ran down the arm of the demon was a sight that Asmoskon knew all to well yet he wasn't surprised to see that the chain had deflected his weapons.

Asmoskon kept his sight on the boy and noticed that the child's arms were shaking. "Either he's spent or enraged. Either way I should ask before he forces me to end him." Asmoskon was about to ask his question when the demon boy looked up at him and Asmoskon could see a sight that caused his old self to appear for a moment looking at him in the same way. That look was the same that Asmoskon gave to the Empire to anyone who dared to cross him a look of pure hatred and determination.

"So, you think you can finish the job the other's started huh? It will be you who dies QUINCY!!"

Asmoskon continued to stare his left eye unchanged by the words of this demon although the message was clear. This boy had been attacked by the Empire of the Quincy along with the Shinigami that he spoke of earlier. Asmoskon fought against the tiny light inside himself that forced his own experience onto this child. He was different now he was no longer a fool and placing yourself onto anyone else were the actions of a fool.

The keen eye of this Quincy though took note of how bright the right arm of this demon boy was now and knew that something was coming. Even with his very limited talents of reiatsu sensing Asmoskon was able to sense that the reiatsu of this child was becoming far more unstable and wild. It was then that he saw the boy beginning to gain height and his body transform into what many cultures would describe as what he simply is a demon.

Asmoskon watched as chain like tattoos appeared to stretch across this demon's body and immediately only grinned. Moving his arms as the boy continued to transform Asmoskon took off his black coat and threw it to the side revealing his own tattoos. This was now a battle between warriors and Asmoskon was going to show this boy that even with a transformation he held no hope of defeating him. "Let's go boy time for you to give it your all!" Asmoskon just grinned devilishly as he held his short bow with his left hand.

The boy was aflame which meant that Asmoskon had been correct in his assumption previously about the heat that emitted from that one arm. This child held fire like reiatsu which one might expect from a demon yet now his entire body was that pigment of red which only meant that his entire body now emitted the same degree of heat if not higher. The black gauntlets that now had materialized over the upper arms of this boy were things that caught Asmoskon's attention.

Asmoskon knew now in this form that he would be overwhelmed by the child in close combat simply due to his own lacking in that area. However, he had the advantage from what had currently been displayed. He was faster and he doubted that this child had the strength to handle even a single arrow due to his own reiatsu orb being so easily spit by one of the hatchets. It was then that the demon boy sent out two diagonal shaped flaming attacks that would form an X yet were not connected.

Raising his short bow in a horizontal manner Asmoskon pulled back on his bow string and sent off a single crimson arrow that flew right for the center of the first flaming line. That arrow would pierce through and continue on to the one behind it. There it would clash and dispel yet stop the flames. Asmoskon would then see the demon boy charging him and only grin. "Naivety" In that moment Asmoskon shot off a second arrow that had been infused with the strength of his bracelet and would penetrate the boy below his right shoulder only about a full inch above his heart. {Arrow Speed 500}

Remaining Reiatsu: 1195/1350
~1 Arrow {Class 5} (15 reiatsu)~
~1 Arrow {Class 5} (15 reiatsu)~
~1 Arrow Speed Boost (75 Reiatsu)~