Rei easily went into the delirious state Tetsuo had intended. She put up no resistance on any of the actions he would take inside of the home. As he loudly dashed across the room, the approaching figure took notice of all the noise the crunching glass made. Tetsuo could hear someone large rush into the dining room behind them.
"What the hell?" The man shouted in disbelief. Tetsuo had been seen running into the kitchen. Immediately the old floor beneath Tetsuo began to shake, and the unmistakable sounds of pursuit were right behind him. Whoever was behind Tetsuo was breathing heavily, desperate to catch up to him. It wouldn't be long before a man of his size caught up with Tetsuo. In a turn of fate however, the man would slip on the shards of glass on a hardwood floor. The entire house rocked as the giant hit the floor.
As Tetsuo fled out the window, he could hear the stranger get back to his feet and rush over to them. Just as Rei slipped out of the window, a pulverizing forced slammed into the window. The wood of the window frame cracked as a large arms burst out of the window and tried to grab Rei, but she was just out of reach. Tetsuo and Rei were safe...for now.
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"So he didn't tell you he was here, huh?" Katsuro gritted his teeth together in frustration. Haruki was not the one to blame here. Was Tetsuo trying to play hero or something? Why didn't he tell Haruki, and send off Toshio? He truly went into that house completely alone, with no backup. Why the f*ck did Toshio leave him alone?!
Sounds of a man screaming interrupted Katsuro from any further thoughts. His attention was once again fully directed at the old home. From out of the side of the house, Tetsuo suddenly fumbled out of a window. More unexpectedly, a girl flopped out of the window as well. She landed on Tetsuo's back. Even at this distance Katsuro recognized the girl. A light feeling elevated in his chest as he realized the significance of what had just happened. Once again though, his thoughts were cut off. A shadow slammed against the frame of the window, and a large arm crept out to try and grab Rei. Katsuro couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief as the figure couldn't reach them.
"GET BACK HERE WITH MY DAUGHTER YOU BASTARD!" A desperate, enraged voice cried out from the window. Loud banging could be heard within the home following the outburst.
Katsuro immediately ran over to Tetsuo and Rei. He couldn't believe it, the dipsh*t had actually pulled it off. Rei was in a delirious state, but she was alive. Katsuro eyed the window as he helped Tetsuo to his feet and assisted in leading them over to the fence line. From here they were a safe distance from the house.
Even though Rei was secured, there was another matter at hand. They needed to deal with the psychopath inside. Katsuro didn't know everything that Tetsuo knew, but the look on the kid's face said it all. Something awful had happened inside that home. At the very least this man was a kidnapper, and he needed to be apprehended before someone got hurt. He stared at the front door of the house intently. His fist tightened, and a sneer grew across his lip as a quiet rage began to fume inside of the Jonin. He dropped his backback to the ground. There was countless ways they could have proceeded with this, but he had something special in mind.
"Tetsuo! Tend to Rei, make sure she doesn't have any wounds or anything we don't know about..."
"Haruki! Guard the perimeter of this sh*thole! Don't let any of the locals past the fence. We have authority until the constable of this town arrives."
He did not bark orders at Toshio. The two simply nodded at each other, knowing what they needed to do.
He began marching straight to the front door of the house. "Mizu!" Katsuro ordered. "Get the rope out of my bag and wait outside the front door."
"Y-Yes Katsuro Sensei?" Mizu replied immediately. She was unsure exactly what Katsuro intended to do, but had her theories as she began to scrounge through Katsuro's pack.
Katsuro didn't wait for Mizu. He barged straight up to the front door of house. In one powerful motion, Katsuro smashed the door open with a powerful front kick and walked straight into the front door. There wasn't a lot of time to get a view of the living room he was in. Once he entered the room Katsuro immediately spotted the giant of a man standing opposite of him in the doorway of the living room. The fiend was breathing heavily, gripping a bloodied wood-chopping axe with both hands.
"YOU!" He screamed in a bloody rage at Katsruo. "YOU'RE TRYING TO TAKE MY DAUGHTER TOO!"
Katsuro's angered demenaor remained unphased by the raging giant. If he was trying to intimidate the jonin it wasn't working. His nostrils flared outward, and his sneer grew to the point it showed his teeth. Behind his glasses Katsuro's eyes were locked right onto their target. The battle-scarred jonin cracked his knuckles loudly, challenging the man to try.
Immediately the crazed man came full sprint at Katsuro. With a bloodshot look in his eyes, he raised his axe and heaved it down on the Jonin. In one fluid motoin Katsuro's right hand shot up, faster than anything than this man had ever seen before and grabbed the shaft of the axe. In perfect sync with stopping the axe, Katsuro slid his foot over the legs of his opponent, grabbed the man's shirt, turned his back to the direction of the movement, and heaved. In flawless execution, the man was disarmed, tripped forward over Katsuro's leg, and was thrown straight out of the door. He crashed hard as his body landed in the front yard, with a satisfying thud and he slammed against the stone path leading to the front door.
Mizu jumped back in surprise, barely getting out of the way of the airborne man as he flew into the ground. She was not expecting that! Katsuro walked out of the front door in a relaxed manner, bloody-axe in hand. Casually, he chucked the axe into the ground a few feet away from the murder. As Katsuro's opponent tried to raise his head up, Katsuro bolted beside him and soccer-kicked his head. Katsuro held nothing back, and as his shin pulverized the creep's jaw he could feel the sensation of teeth breaking. The man cried in pain, spitting out blood and teeth as he desperately tried to catch his breath. Triumphant over his opponent, Katsuro put his foot on the lunatic's head. Perfectly veiling what he had done to Tetsuo just a few days ago, he dug into his vest and relaxingly lit a cigarette. This time though, he made sure to let the hot ashes trickle down onto his foe's face.
Katsuro slowly began to put pressure on his foot as he stood on his skull. "Give me a reason motherf*cker." He threatened.
"Mizu, tie his ass up! I want you to use all 40 feet of rope on this piece of sh*t. Standard restraint knots."
Mizu couldn't help but stare in a mix of awe and horror at her instructor. This man looked like he weighed over 300 pounds, dwarfing even Katsuro. Yet their sensei threw him around like a rag-doll. Any one of them, including Haruki, would have been able to handle him. But Katsuro just made it look so damn easy. His form was perfect, flawless in its execution, but it was masked in an enraged brutality. The longer she spent with her sensei, the more she began to understand why there were so many stories about him.
As she began to tie up the brute, she almost felt sorry for him. He put up little resistance to Mizu binding his hands and feet. Working her way back up to tie yet another knot over his hands, she could hear sounds of sobbing beneath Katsuro's foot. This man was broken.
"Where - Where's my daughter?" He shrieked between his cries. "Where did you take Yasumi?!"
"What the f*ck are you going on about?!" Katsuro yelled over his cries. "That girl's not your daughter."
"You sound just like the rest of them." The crazed man retorted. "How can you expect me to believe my daughter died during the war, when she's standing right before me! I have a picture inside that proves it!"
"Hey Tetsuo!" Katsuro called out. "You were inside that house: What the f*ck is this nut talking about?"
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