She spread them slowly out to the sides, straight, and locked them there. Electricity zapped around her hands and grew into two stead balls of bright bluish light. It increased and increased still, the men looking on in awe. She mumbled something under her breath and slammed her arms together, the two electric balls in her hands forming into one. It increased into one ball this time and disappeared all together. The men laughed at her little light trick and their guns drooped to their sides. Kiyoshi took this moment to her advantage and snapped her electric fingers.
The cars around her and the men with them blew up into flames. Kiyoshi burst into hysterical laughter at the sight and gunshots were fired by those with enough will to fight the fire off. A bullet sped towards her arm and connected. It hit the metal and immediately bounced off. Kiyoshi looked down at the flattened bullet angrily and back to the man who had fired it. His eyes were wide open with fear and Kiyoshi still looked on with hatred in her now black eyes.
The man, not daring to try anything more, ran into the flames of the fire to die. Kiyoshi’s eyes swirled a light blue and she shrugged her shoulders, wiping ash from her hair. “What a waste of a playmate... *sigh*...” Kiyoshi turned to the van, which was now rumbling slightly as men stood.
They jumped out of the van one by one in there jet black uniforms and ski mask type face guards. Visors protected their eyes so none could be seen, but Kiyoshi spotted the silent one right away, her eyes changing to a deep green. He stopped and looked at her for a brief moment. He simply shook his head and continued running along with the other men.
More sirens were heard in the background. They were different in tone, an ambulance’s she guessed, and they grew nearer.
Kiyoshi grew bored of this little game, and decided the best way to get what she was after, was to leave the group that bound her. She stared at the men exiting the truck and started at a run towards it. She knelt down and, with all her strength, picked it up slowly. She hurled it into the line of men running, missing the first half of them. The men squealed as their bodies were crushed under the weight of the vehicle, and it exploded to knock out a few more of them. Kiyoshi’s face stayed bare of expression and she turned to see that the ambulance had arrived. Smoke, fire, and ashes were everywhere, screams and sirens echoing through her ears.
Her brain froze, cold metal slipping through her senses. She could feel them men still surviving shooting at the ambulance, blowing up the engine and laughing all the while. She closed her eyes to try and rid herself of the images within, and all sounds seemed to quiet, as though cotton had been stuffed in her ears.
She opened her eyes slowly, to see the ambulance in pieces and all the men lying in each others blood, their visors crack and their eyes red-veined. She sighed and turned away, not noticing the small puffs of breath coming from behind a tree. She looked down at her blood stained hands and shrugged. She must had gotten splashed with it or something. “No matter, I’m free now.”
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He had seen her do it. He had watched her throw the massive truck at his combat mates, and even watched her destroy the ambulance with one hand. He had witnessed one of the most terrible sights in his life, as she smashed the men’s visor’s, one by one, and crushed their necks so they spat blood and their veins collapsed.
It had been one quick motion of her body, only a step and she had caught another of the assassins. Her hands were covered in blood, and all she could do was shrug at them. Was she crazy? She had to be.
Amiboshi lay his back quietly against the tree bark, his ripped suit allowing the bark to scratch at his bare skin. She tried to hold his breath as Kiyoshi left the seen, disappearing through the black smoke. He clutched his gun to his chest and let a sigh of relief as the cyborg left. He was gasping for air in the smoke filled area, and he knew he had to escape. Helicopters flew over head.
He ran through the smoke, using the navigator in his watch to lead him to safety. He was free now, free from that wicked man, and free from General Maku.
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Kiyoshi strolled through the city with its bright lights and flashy cars, her eyes wandering to the people. She was only in a small square, so it wouldn’t hurt to do some damage, right?
Kiyoshi walked into one of the stores, and large building racked with guns, bombs, stun sticks, and other strange weapons. She pulled a bow off one of the shelves and ran her hand along the smooth, shiny, light wooden frame. It felt like plastic beneath her metal hands as the sensors picked up the texture and weightlessness.
She pulled a long, thin arrow off another of the shelves. It had a sharp titanium head. It was as though two arrow heads were places into a compass with a side for east, north, west, and south. All four sides ran up to meet at the middle, making a sharp point that could pierce through any metal.
She placed it in the middle of the bow frame, holding the red, feather-like rear between her middle and index finger. Slowly, she pulled it back, the thin, elfen hair that could have come from a horse. It stretched easily at the will of Kiyoshi’s strength. Kiyoshi tilted her head and squinted slightly, her scope focusing on the man staring at her from the counter.
Slowly he inched his hand towards the right, and then under the table. Kiyoshi detected a red button with her left eye and daintily let the back of the arrow go, watching it in slow motion as it plunged into the counter man’s chest. Kiyoshi grinned and listened to the gurgling of the man as blood poured from his mouth and caked around the wound the arrow had made. The arrow stuck out the other side of his body, and once the arrow had hit, people screamed and ran in all directions. The man fell to his knees, choking and glaring at Kiyoshi’s proud face. He fell onto the floor, his yellow eyes drifting off to unknown sights.
Kiyoshi grabbed another bow, everything still in slow motion, and set it, pulling the arrow back and letting it go. It whistled as it cut through the air and landed in a woman’s back. Her black hair flew in front of her as she stopped suddenly, gasping for air and plummeting to the ground, her green eyes closing as her skull smacked the asphalt out on the side walk. There was a hole in the window where the arrow had went through, and it cracked, lines streaking around it. The glass shattered and others outside peered in to see what was happening.
“How rude. People decide to be ignorant and when its finally none of their business, they try to get a peek. Tisk tisk.” Kiyoshi clicked her tongue, dropping the bow and turning to a glass cabinet. She punched through the glass and the people became silent as she plucked a grenade from inside the boxed area. An alarm sounded but no one came. Kiyoshi tossed the grenade up repeatedly, catching it as it fell back to her hand. She smirked and bit the pin in the tip of the grenade. The peoples’ eyes widened with horror as Kiyoshi threw the grenade at the surrounding mass. It exploded almost silently, and the fire started small, rushing out to meet the innocents bodies, smoke following behind it.
The store ceiling made a tiny clicking noise and Kiyoshi slowly walked out of it, carrying a strange shiny turquoise gun in one hand and another grenade in the other. This grenade was a small neon green ball with purple lines streaking around it. The gun was rounded on the top and had a dark blue and purple gleam to it, another grenade like ball sitting in the barrel of it. It had a mouth like barrel with no sides until it reached the body of the gun. It had no nose and four two small prongs stuck out of the top and bottom of the jaws the gun had.
Kiyoshi held the gun up, noticing head lights in the distance, and shot the gun, more balls forming and being lit to life. They smoked an eerie light green as they were lit, and they stuck to the surface of whatever it was with the headlights. Kiyoshi’s scope focused on the vehicle through the smoke and saw it was an SUV on vacation, bikes strapped to the roof and children playing the license plate game. The balls were still stuck to the lid of the engine and the parents stared at them stupidly, pointing at the shiny light they produced.
The car blew up as the balls exploded, and neon green gas held the fire back to only the target. When the gas cleared and the rocks stopped falling from the air, nothing was left but some melted metal.
Kiyoshi shook her head and clicked the button on the green ball, lighting it like the others had been and watching the gas swirl around her metal hand. She chucked it into the square and disappeared into the previously made smoke, listening to the fizzing the ball made just before it burst into oblivion.