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[h1][color=fff200][b]Part 1[/b][/color][/h1]

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[color=e74c3c][h2] Roy Kusayanagi [/h2][/color]

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Jett gave a confused look when Roy claimed he was ‘shitting’ on their hard work. Theirs? He was telling Roy not to act like he was the only one with problems. This only pissed Jett off even more that this guy couldn’t even follow the argument. But before he could say anything he notice the foot sweeping back and the clear cocking of the arm. His training kicked in as he quickly shifted his own weight.

Using his left hand he quickly raised it and batted roys arm to his right while moving left. Then delivered a sharp jab with his right hand to the side of roy's face, aimed at the back of the Jaw and under the ear. 

Roy’s eyes narrowed as he saw Jett evade his punch and retaliate with one of his own aimed towards Roy’s face. Roy slid his foot farther back and shifted his weight forward, standing his ground while simultaneously constructing protective headgear similar to what a boxer would use. The punch that Jett had thrown landed on its mark causing Roy’s head to be flung towards the side but he wasn’t out the fight. Taking a blow like that full force would have easily put anyone out when backed with enough power, especially someone who had suffered injuries to the head not to long ago.

With Roy’s left hand he quickly acquired a vice grip onto Jett’s bicep before turning his head back towards jett cocking his right hand back as if he was about to go for another attempt at his foes face...Well that’s at least what he wanted Jett to believe.

In reality, him going for a punch to the face was indeed a feint! As Roy was about to release his strike, the boy tucked his arm under his shoulder. From an elbow, a burst of concussive energy was released slingshotting a haymaker straight for Jett’s rib cage with enough power to create a bit of separation between the two of it happens to land.

Jett was a bit surprised when roy was able to construct a headgear in the mere second of his counter attack happened in, and that he was able to latch onto his arm. He shifted his weight incase he was about to be thrown but only saw the arm cock back again. Expecting the attack aimed for his face he shifted his weight forward and to the right, into Roy. Pressing his captured forearm into Roys upper chest. Pinning Roys left arm to his own chest as he held onto Jetts bicep. 

While doing this movement he didn’t see the change in Roy’s right arm, and continued to proceed with his plan, ducking his head under his captured arm. Protecting his face. As he pushed forward he lifted up his right leg and repositioned it behind roys left leg. Using the force of his push to knock him back. 

Roy’s haymaker aimed for his ribbs launched suddenly. Catching Jett in the shoulder, and grasing jetts nose in the process. Unbalanced from tripping Roy, the force would cause him to fall face first into the ground. 

He didn’t let this stop him though, as soon as he hit the ground he pushed himself up and rolled sideways away from roy and back onto his feet. Working out his left arm to get used to the pain while holding his nose which was bleeding now. 

Looking at his blood on the back of his thumb he glanced back at Roy with a glare that could kill. He was fucking pissed now. He was going to show the little shit he didn’t need his quirk to beat his ass. He moved forward quickly but in control. Trying for a powerful jab to Roys chin, it wasn’t his main target though, he was waiting for roy’s next move before delivering a combo to knock him back. 

Roy leg slid slightly out from under him as Jett used his own concussive blast along with a well positioned leg against him. Roy tried to regain his balance but he isn’t exactly the most graceful on his feet and eventually hit the floor. Without wasting time,Roy rushed to get back onto his feet, paranoid that Jett would try to take advantage of his vulnerability. Thankfully that wasn’t the case as Jett also sent tumbling backwards from the impact, this game the boy a bit of time and space to plan out his next move but not too much as Jett had now collected himself and was making his way full force.

[i][color=e74c3c]Compared to the shadow clan, he isn’t too much of a handful...the only thing is he is a whole lot quicker than me.[/color][/i]

Jett was closing in quickly, Roy would have to make a move soon. The boy raised his fingers up aiming that at Jett, his fingers were shaped like a gun. Soon the boy let off a couple rounds of shots, the first one fired sailed right past Jetts face. It was probably for the best that Dulga had evacuated Kaida and Tomoe from the bleachers because where they had sat was there were now a couple of deep dents.Taking advantage of the distance and staying on the offensive was the most optimal against someone who could teleport, to be honest he was surprised he didn’t do so yet.

As Jett was moving forward. He hesitated midstep when he saw roy make a hand gun. It threw him off, but knowing Roy it was possible he actually could… but he really didn’t believe the guy would ACTUALLY go through with it.

[color=007236]“What are you gonna do? Sho…”[/color] He started to ask, but was immediately answered as he shot off a couple of shots. He instinctively curled up and twisted his body after the first shot zipped by his face. Luckily the second shot missed him as well. After another moment or two he realized where he was and where the shots went. He spun his head around, totally expecting Tomoe and Kaida to have been hit. Luckily that was not the case as he saw Kaida and Tomoe closer to the door now holding Acion. 

[color=007236]“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?” [/color]He screamed as he turned and rushed Roy, Cocking his right arm back and punching him in the face, following up with two hard body shots and starting with his left fist. He then finished it off with a powerful front kick to his chest by planting the sole of his foot against it. 

His shots missed the mark, which he somewhat expected a bit since he had little to no time for practicing his aim, Jett delivered a blow to the boys cheek followed by some body blows before following up with a kick to the chest knocking Roy off his feet. The boy rolled a couple of feet back before landing on his face, he struggled a bit to get up. Out of all the blows that were delivered onto his body, Roy was only clenching his chest and panting heavily.

[color=e74c3c][i]“Shit…”[/i][/color]

That had to be the one place he didn’t want to get hit, thankfully it was a kick that did impact damage instead of a punch that would’ve rattled his core. A single line of blood began to flow from his mouth and travel down towards his chin before dripping onto the floor. 

[color=007236]“Are you done!? You could have hurt Kaida and Tomoe you Dipshit!” [/color]Jett yelled at him, lowering his hands to his side.  


His eyes also flicked from yellow to sea green before staying solid yellow. Roy took the time to unzip his hoodie before tossing it to the side, under which he didn’t have a shirt under. His stomach was wrapped in bandages, clearly showing that he hadn’t exactly recovered completely from his last battle.

[color=e74c3c][b]“Shut up!”[/b][/color]

His breaths were short and he began to cough frantically, he was now facing a time limit. Roy managed to get back to his feet eventually, he looked forward and squinted as he saw two Jetts slowly mesh into one. Roy clenched and unclenched his fists, almost as if he was doing a systems check on his body before continuing with the fight. Now that the hoodie was off he could feel his freedom of movement expand, the boys right arm had begun to be enveloped by yellow energy which slowly began to expand in size before he shot out a large hand with sharp claws from his right arm that was aimed towards Jett who hand now lowered his guard. 

The construct opened its palm and managed to grab ahold of Jett’s torso, once contact was confirmed Roy supported his right arm with his left and twisted his body as he swung his right arm across his chest. The construct reacted to the change in motion of Roy's arm and swung its captives body to the right before throwing Jett some ways across the room. 

[color=e74c3c]“Time to give you a little taste of what I’ve experienced”[/color]

Blood continued to trickle down Roy’s chin and onto the floor as he released the construct and straightened up his stance and faced Jett.

Jett was an idiot for letting his guard down. He didn’t have time to get out of the the way when Roy reached out and grabbed hold of him with his light construct. Before he was tossed though he could feel the heat starting to burn him on his exposed forearms. 

He hit the ground hard and slammed into some racks that held training equipment. It took him a moment to get up, groaning as he did. He really wished his quirk would start working for him right about now. He paused while on one knee, hearing the pathetic one liner this guy gave him. 

[color=007236]“Oh please, just throw me into another rack. I rather have that than listen to you trying to act tough.” [/color]Jett said as he pushed himself to his feet. 

Roy held his right hand out as if he was grabbing something before bringing his left hand to join in, soon a long bow construct was formed but it had a different air around it.

[color=007236]“What? The finger gun not flashy enough for you?”[/color] Jett said as he rubbed and rotated his left wrist that jammed when he landed hard. 

Roy began made an arrow to go along with this bow but it was far from energy, as he drew back on the bow the arrow began to howl and boom with energy which began to grow more violent and powerful the farther back he drew. Despite what was going on Jett was no stranger to slick comments, Roy just simply smirked before simply replying with one word.

[color=e74c3c]“Nah”[/color]

Jett stood there, glancing at the items around him. Weights, staffs, bokens, and...rubber balls? Great he had nothing. There was nothing to jump behind… He looked over at Roy who was smirking like alittle shit.[color=007236] “Go ahead. Shoot me. You lemon.” [/color]

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