Tourney Arc

[Anonymous]

Olguin quickly ran through several scenarios in his mind, the route out of the city, and came up with a single, common logical error.

All of them would wind up with either he, or one of the children dying on the trip.

Trying to figure out what the common factor was in all of them, Olguin gently placed Leets down.

He needed transportation...

Placing Leets down, he calmly drew his katana while looking around for something he could use.

[Dracos]

OOC: Dark devils...my mentors...  guide me in channelingthe hate of the light.

IC:

The  demon scurried closer, it's clawed feet sounding against the broken concrete street as it moved closer to Olguin, bloodlust in it's black reaper eyes.

A truck slammed into it.....the driver flying through the window.   The front end of the large American Ford truck virtually smashed as it came to a stop a little ways down the road.

The driver lay dead on the on the floor, his neck snapped and face crushed in from the sheer force at which he passed through the windshield and smashed into the floor.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Olguin raised an eyebrow at the scene, but it was immediately lowered as he glided towards the truck, sheathing his weapon on the way.

Walking up to the greenish black truck, he immediately smashed a fist into the darkly tinted driver's side window, the glass giving way to his fist easily.

Reaching in, he pulled the door's lock. Promptly opening the door, he pulled on a black lever on the side, causing the chair to suddenly move forward. Shoving it as far to the front as he could, he gently placed Miyuki on the tan velvet that covered the entirety of the back seat.

Lifting her head up, he placed the pack underneath her head.

"Not the best of pillows, but it'll have to suffice, I'm afraid."

Moving the seat back in its former position, he brushed the stray glass off of it before getting in and unlocking the door for Leets.

"Buckle up." Doing so, he gently stepped down on the break pad before shifting gears. The truck suddenly lurched forwards, before smoothly going about its way.

[Dracos]

Behind the truck it rose, slowly and serpentile.  It's body regenerating already the blow it had received.

The truck hummed as Olguin turned the key.  The sound of thunder again filled the sky as lightning struck in the distance.  The wheels turned unsteadily against the cracked pavement.

It leaped at the back of the truck, none would get away.

A shadowy form appeared before it.  Weaving black limbs lashing out ensnaring it and bringing it closer to the etheral being.  It didn't even have time to scream in torment as it was silenced forever.

Turning he looked at the truck zooming down the road.  He would watch.

The street was again empty...  only the corpses now litering it's broken visage.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

"Leets, you've lived in London for a while now. Can you guide me through these streets while I drive?" Olguin asked, forcing the truck over the almost countless obstacles in his path.

The truck rattled and shook as it made its way over the cracked streets of London and more...grisly obstacles. Ignoring the wet crackling sounds he could faintly hear from underneath the purr of the engine, he merely waited for a response.

[Shukuen]

Leets looked back from where he thought he saw something leap on the back of the truck. "What?" He blinked in confusion, before recalling what was asked.

"I'm not completely sure since I spend most of my time in the alleys, but I can tell you the fastest street to get away from the arena."

[Anonymous]

"Fine. You'll be my guide." Olguin shortly said, forcing the truck briefly over and onto the sidewalk to avoid a twisted mess of flaming metal smack dab in the middle of the road.

As they passed it by the right side, he spared a brief glance...and didn't like what he saw one bit.

Unseeing, blank eyes stared from within the face of what would of been a knockout of a woman. Her beauty hadn't spared her from death, however.

Looking faintly disgusted, he noticed that a small rat was nibbling on the flesh hanging out of her upper torso, the rest of it apparently missing. To add insult to injury, the entire right side of her remains were burned to such a degree that the skin was peeling off, attracting a hoard of flies to her corpse.

Turning back to pressing matters, he moved the truck back on the shattered street.

His eyes narrowed as he spotted something ahead. It looked like...

[Dracos]

The road simply ended...

A deep rift in the earth split across the broken concrete.  Simply nothing lived there.  Far across on the other side the street could be seen to continue.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Olguin faintly sighed at that before gently pressing down on the brake pad, shifting gears, and leaving the car in parked.

Unbuckling his seat belt, he reached over and open the truck's door.

Hopping out of his seat, he turned back to the two kids.

"Nothing is every easy these days, is it?"

Pulling his chair forwards, he gently pulled Miyuki out of the backseat. Walking towards a random upturned bench near the blasted remains of a drug store, he called back.

"Leets, bring me the backpack, if you will. I need to patch her leg up."

[Shukuen]

"Okay," said Leets absently, as he picked on the locked glove compartment. When he heard the familiar click, he opened the compartment to reveal...

[Dracos]

The glove compartment opened to reveal...

Some insurance information, a few maps and a couple of phone numbers on scattered papers.

Fearless Leader

[Shukuen]

Pocketing the map and the insurance papers (You never know), Leets grabbed the backpack and leaped out of the truck, and dragged the backpack towards where Olguin and Ryoko were.

[Anonymous]

Olguin faintly nodded to Leets in gratitude before turning back to the traveling backpack. Opening the fold, he was assaulted with the smell of new leather.

Reaching into it, he immediately pulled out the first aid kit he had made certain to leave near the top.

Opening it up, he pulled out what he needed and began to work....

A few minutes later, he nodded in something approximate to satisfaction.

"Hmm...good. Well then, I do believe we should head off now." He commented, placing the first aid kit back in his backpack, securing it when he finished.

[Shukuen]

Leets leaned over the chasm's edge, sweating a bit as he estimated the chance of surviving a fall from that.

In simple terms, none, nada, zip, 'yer shittin' me', gods no, improbable, etc. etc.

"I think we better find another way across." Leets suggested nervously as he motioned to the safer rooftops, remembering that martial artists could travel across them.

Or was it caped crusaders?

[Bean Bandit]

Miyuki stirred slightly, opening her eyes and looking around. She sat up, gasping back tears from the pain in her leg...even though, she noted it had abated somewhat, having been treated.

Olguin and Leets were standing near a large chasm, talking.

Miyuki began to struggle to her feet, carefully maneuvering the splint on her leg toward the ground, whimpering softly as a flare of pain surfaced in her leg...