Battle of death

A fight for survival, as despairing as it may seem. This was the only way to answer the reality which stood brightly before the two monsters.

An assassin, who is feared throughout the world and a child with a fraction of reality within his soul. As notable as a fight between masters would be, this fight was one-sided.

Yakuza is a highly trained assassin whose origins are from Spain. Her entire family had been burnt alive by an organized crime group in Andalusia, southern Spain.

Inaccurate description, they had lived in the province of Cadiz, and as a response to the justified actions of her father against crime, they burned them alive.

Yakuza had remained alive only because she spent the night at a friend of her family, and was later enrolled in Hermanas de la Cruz.

This orphanage is also known as the Sisters of the Cross, with their sole objective focused on helping the vulnerable.

Yakuza was naturally born an emotionless girl and stared at the burning house without flinching on that fateful day.

She felt little emotions for things that occurred to others, but a habit of killing began growing within her.

After killing a nun who usually beat her up and maltreatment her at the age of 8, she started a hobby of assassination.

Simply killing others and leaving a smiling face as a last impression was her token of gratitude to her victims.

Escaping the orphanage at a young age strengthened her survival skills and heightened her senses, as she kept watching the police each night since the night of the murder.

At the age of 16, she had grown tired of murdering civilians and decided to pick up assassination requests on the dark Web. She felt that had more fun with it since it was more like a job.

Yakuza climbed the ranks of assassination slowly towards the top and became the prodigy of death at the age of 18.

Amassing enough evidence, she scouted the organization that murdered her parents and piled their bodies in letters, spelling "thank you" and a smiley face.

Their bodies were lit on fire afterward, and their base burnt down into ruins. Yakuza had not had a feel of it yet and killed each family of every single member of the criminal group.

Her gesture was to place the picture of the member in the act of murder and ask the soul of the member to escort his family's souls with him.

Yakuza usually stated the reason was because she felt they would be lonely, so accompanying them to the underworld by himself would be better.

This was the total assassination she carried out on the strongest crime group within Spain, earning her the name "goddess of death ".

Now at the age of 34, she stands as the second greatest assassin, after the actions of Loki in Sweden. Loki had gained a lot of black stars and was crowned the greatest assassin by the underworld.

Yet the goddess of death stood in fright, because of the actions of a little boy. A 13-year-old who could pose no threat to him gave her goosebumps??

Yakuza fumed in anger, rejecting the order to bring him alive, and punched Daniel. The punch from Yakuza carried her strength and anger, with a suppressing force within.

The punch broke Daniel's nose, leaving him unconscious and Yakuza's fist drenched in blood. Nevertheless, Yakuza's anger still plummeted.

She later held Daniel's foot and dragged him down the stairs to the exit of the school. A black Toyota Camry was parked in front of the gate, and an old man walked out of it.

He looked silently at Yakuza and pulled out a pistol. Yakuza smiled upon seeing the gun pointed at her, but the old man dropped and clenched his fists.

" I knew you were up to something. Afterall our bases kept losing more men "

" Who might you be???", she questions with a stern face.

" I might add that I'm the grandfather of that kid you are dragging. You might as well leave him be before I make pummel you to death."

"Intriguing. You??? All by yourself? That isn't entertaining either.", she shrugs.

A convoy approaches from behind, with 24 cars and 30 motorbikes. They park before the school and walk out with baseball bats and knives, as Grandfather's gaze remains focused on her.

Others drop their guns in the cars and pick out wrenches and hammers, with an enraged look on their faces.

" Watashitachi wa shi no chikara ni aisatsu suru!!", a thundering greeting echoes.

All 126 men stand behind Grandfather and take a respectful bow at him. The echoes of their greeting envelop the school, notifying the students of the school.

(This can also be translated as," We greet the force of death.". The dialect used for the greeting was Japanese since the men in the Japanese base had been gathered for that particular fight.)

Near the windows of their classrooms, the students watched in anticipation as there seemed to be a major fight happening.

Takashi sees Daniel on the ground with his face drenched in blood and runs to the staff room to report the confrontation occurring in front of the school.

He knocks with pace, but no response comes from the doors of the staff. A chill ran down Takashi's spine, as he tried opening it and was interrupted by the president of the Students Union.

The Student Union forms the chain of authority in handling the affairs of the students, and the head prefect stands as its president.

" What are you doing here?", the senior prefect asks.

" I'm trying to get some help from the staff room. It kind of explains the abrupt free period we had, as they mentioned they were in a meeting. ", Takashi answers.

" You are right on time then. I was also in pursuit of them, following the commotion happening outside. It felt weird that all the teachers left the classes for an unknown cause and told us it was a free period. Well, our answers lie behind this door.", the student's head responds.

The duo nod in agreement with Takashi turning the nod sideways. A click rings after the swift turn, and the two boys walk into the office afterward.

Shocked in terror, they stare blankly at the dead bodies of the teachers with scarred minds. Takashi loses his balance and falls, as his brain attempts to imprint the scene into his memory.

The student's head looks in terror, and his expression is filled with ravaging fear as he staggers backward.

Grandfather walks towards Yakuza and grins in rage as his fists clench tighter. His nails pierce his palm from the excessive force, dripping his fists with blood.

Yakuza drops Daniel's feet and smiles. She strolls towards them with a smirk and bites her lips out of a desire to kill.

" How glad am I to see blood once more", she snares.

" Don't worry, you'll see a lot more of your blood when I'm done.", Grandfather's knuckle cracks.

Yakuza draws out two daggers from her cargo pockets and leans them towards her face. She licks the tip of the dagger and lets off a shrewd smile.

" Shall we get started? Shi no chikara !"