Kaede vs Ottawa

Tell you what Ottawa! If you win, you can have my demonette! If I win, I claim that magic you used!

Fine by me. 

Demonette! Count us down!

3...2...1...Fight!

Kaede wasted no time charging Ottawa with his ability boost. However, Ottawa caught him by the face.

What the hell! How are you this strong! struggled Kaede.

How pathetic. You belittle another while claiming superiority, yet you lack the basic skills to beat me.

W-what did you say?

I'm ending this. Static, fifteen percent output.

The noise in Kaede's mind began to roar like the howl of a banshee. He screamed and writhed in pain. Ottawa began to apply pressure to his face, Kaede's bones cracking and finally snapped causing his head to explode in a blood splatter.

Woah, stay back man.

Like he said. You are mine now. However, you are not a slave nor are you beneath me. I am a human. I have much to learn of this world. You will accompany me on this journey.

Wait... You're a human?

Why is that what surprises you?

You're way to strong for a human! Don't get me wrong, great heroes have emerged from humanity, but... Your strength is on par with that of a god.

Like I said. I have much to learn. Gather your things, we're leaving this place.

Yes sir.

Don't call me sir. Call me Ottawa.

The Demonette's purple eyes gazed at her new master.

Of course Lord Ottawa.

Don't call me Lord either!

Right... Ottawa, before we go, I must bind myself to you in a contract.

Why is that?

Otherwise someone else can summon me.

Fine. Let's make a contract. 

As the Demonette opens her contract circle, Ottawa takes control of it with the magical power he possess. Then once the contract was completed, Ottawa began his march out of the dead village. 

I wonder what kind of man he is. Thought the Demonette.

As they walked, she remained quiet as did Ottawa. She watched him walk and climb over the hills outside the village.

A storm is coming.

How can you tell?

I can smell the rain.

You can what?

Rain gives of a particular scent. A storm is coming, but we have time. Let's keep moving. 

As they marched, they ran into a party of adventurers under attack from a giant cave spider.

Master.. I mean Ottawa, should we help?

Allow me, tell them to lead it my way.

The Demonette rushes towards them as Ottawa knocks down trees with his fists to draw its attention. 

Hurry! Lead it to my master!

A demonette? Come on everyone! Hopefully this guy has magic or we're all toast!

As the party rushes past Ottawa with the demonette, Ottawa takes his stance, planting his foot into the soil. He closes his eyes and concentrates his energy into a single point. He began to remember the battle with his mother.

COME AT ME SPIDER!

The spider roars and charges at him.

WHAT IS HE DOING?

Trust me, it's the spider that is in danger.

As Ottawa's red eye flashed, black lightning shot from his finger tips and destroyed the spider. The adventurers mouths drop.

Is anyone hurt? Asks Ottawa looking over his shoulder.

Okay, just who the hell are you?

My name is Ottawa Yujin, and I am here to help.

Before they could speak, a band of goblins appeared in front of Ottawa.

Get out of there man! They'll...

STATIC DEPRIVATION!

As Ottawa begins to march forwards, the adventurers gasp in horror as the pool of goblins blood reaches his feet.

Such weak creatures... To think that was only thirty percent of that skill's full potential....

Man, I don't know who you are, but we're lucky that you stepped in.

Like I said. I am Ottawa Yujin. You may call me Ottawa.