Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2017 22:13:50 GMT -5
Licking the backside of his knife, Anjuro looked down on Eris with assured victory in his eyes. A chuckle escaped from his open mouth as he tightened his grip around her throat. Pulling the knife away from his tongue as he let out a rather drawn out sigh, he leaned forward and gingerly traced the sharpened metal across her stomach. "Now, let's see just what your insides look like.." He said with a series of chuckles as his eyes began to widen and, after straightening out the knife, began to ever so steadily apply pressure into it to pierce open Eris's stomach. But before he could even break the skin, the sudden fist slamming itself right into his cheek sent him flying further down the alleyway. Slamming into the ground and rolling, Anjuro quickly picked himself up. "Who the-" he began to shout before his eyes widened.
"Gahk." Luke coughed as he fell to one of his knees, grasping the pipe still shoved through his back and out the stomach. "You? How did you-" Anjuro began to ask as he looked over to where Luke had previously been pinned to. The red aura that was flaring up around the Bount died down as he landed on his knee, gasping painfully and glaring at Anjuro. It happened when Eris was fighting Anjuro on her own. While she had the Fullbringer distracted, Luke had activated one of the abilities of Willpower. Of the three powers that ability possessed Luke had activated Pulley, which increased his physical capabilities. Doing that enabled him to pull the pipe out of the cement floor, though it was still lodged through Luke.
The injury to his knee had been healed. Luke had taken care of that before pulling himself free. "You know...I've been stuck on a question for awhile now.." he suddenly said, pushing himself back to his feet and putting himself between Eris and Anjuro. He grasped the pipe with both hands. "I was asking myself just what I was going to do with you. I couldn't just turn you over to the police...because of your powers. You'd just get out and kill more again." Luke muttered as he tightened his grip around the metal rod.
He suddenly grunted and groaned as the muscles in his arms began to bulge beneath the skin, a vein in his forehead emerging into view. Letting out a roar, Luke suddenly ripped that pipe right out of him. A large quantity escaped from the open blood, splashing across the floor as the pipe clanged as it was tossed aside. Letting out a pained growl Luke lurched forward, covering the wound in his stomach with his hand though it did little to stop the flow of blood. "That's why...I'll be the one to do it. For all the people you've killed...for what you've done to so many others...I'll be the one to judge you. I'll send you to hell myself." Luke hissed, raising his head to reveal those glaring amber eyes to the Fullbringer.
"H-haha...hahaha...you'll what? You dumb bitch, look at you. You can barely stand! You might have been able to do something before, but now that I've put that hole in you you're seein the pearly gates!" Anjuro mocked with laughter.
Narrowing his eyes as the man laughed, Luke was coated with a green aura in a matter of moments. As that light appeared around him, orbs of similar colored light was appearing and flowing into the aura and becoming part of the energy. Anjuro's laughter stopped when he noticed what was going on. Removing his hand from the wound, those holes suddenly began to close as stitches of light filled them back up. "Wait...hold on...what the hell are you-" Anjuro began to ask as he watched Luke's wound close up entirely. Removing his hand from completely healed and smooth skin, he returned his glare to Anjuro. "Ms. Eris...keep behind me okay?" Luke asked softly, doing his best to not let the bubbling anger inside him slip out.
Placing his right hand over the wristwatch he wore on his left, Luke lifted his left arm to display it to the man. "What's that supposed to be?" Anjuro asked as Luke held it in the palm of his hand. "Ziege dich...Windstarke." The words that dropped from his mouth carried with them a noticeable weight. As if the words themselves possessed some kind of unseen power. The wristwatch suddenly exploded into blue light that consumed Luke like a cyclone of wind. That glowing blue vortex heaved for a moment, before it was suddenly split apart and pushed away like a breaking egg revealing what Luke had unleashed. Hanging in the air behind the Bount was something best described as a bird. It was about six feet in height with a wingspan of thirteen feet. While it was clearly in the shape of a bird it possessed no flesh or feathers. Its body seemed comprised entirely of ice except for what looked to be a metallic skeleton from which that ice grew. But its appearance was deceitful. That metallic looking structure was ice as well. A single horn of ice extended from its beak, and two glowing blue eyes focused themselves intensely on the Shinigami before it.
"Well, this is a treat. You don't usually let any of us out unless your life's in danger." The bird suddenly spoke, tilting its head a little as it directed those words to its master. Luke clicked his tongue in irritation, but kept his glare kept on the panicking Anjuro. "Well, whatever." Windstarke commented before opening his wings up. Anjuro quickly raised his knife, shouting more questions at Luke. "Do it." Luke commanded and with that Windstarke acted.
From his wings came a blast of wind so strong that everything in that alley wasn't nailed down was suddenly blasted away. No, even a fire escape was ripped off of the wall it was attached to and sent flying down the alley. But what made matters worse was the sudden frost growing down the alley where the wind was hitting. The frost though was peculiar. The ice created was voids of blackness, as the ice Windstarke's power created was called Black Ice for a reason. It absorbed the light that reached it, creating pockets of darkness where it grew. Being tossed backwards like ragdoll down the alley, Anjuro cried out as his body was beginning to become frozen. The blood in his veins began to solidify. His bodies temperature plummeting by a hundred and fifty degrees. And, within moments, the yelling stopped.
It wasn't really possible to see Anjuro because of the Black Ice turning the alleyway into a void of darkness, but Luke knew it was done. The Doll folded his wings back together as he realized as well that his target was finished. Those blue eyes blinked and turned backwards, locking his gaze onto Eris. "Evening Miss. Are you alright?" He asked, prompting Luke to turn around as well. "You okay?" he repeated, resting his own hand over the former site of the impalement wound. Windstarke noticed this. "Your healing is incomplete, isn't it?" the Doll asked, causing Luke to frown. "My insides are still a little messed up. I healed what I needed to to move." Luke replied, rubbing the sore spot a little.