Avatar of Aku the Samurai

Status

User has no status, yet

Bio

User has no bio, yet

Most Recent Posts

??????? - Lì Yang



Fire Nation - AG 85 - 99 (Fall)


Time passed for Lì Yang, day by day.

Maybe it was because he was more aware of himself this time around, but the years seemed to move more slowly than he remembered. Though that might have just been because so many more things had happened in what felt like very little time. His life was a whirlwind of activity, and that served him just fine. He was always an active person, and reincarnated or not, that hadn’t changed one bit.

When he turned of age, his parents sent him to school, with just a tiny bit of protest (whinging). Indoctrination was the name of the game, and it was a game he did not enjoy, which was quite an accomplishment, if a particularly bitter one. Other than that, it was quite odd, being surrounded by children again. They were his age, sure, but that was only physically. He never minded it too much since he (mostly) got along with everyone just fine, due in no small part to his unique talents.

Even with all of that, he didn’t slack off in his training for even a moment. Being strong was great and all, but without technique, it meant nothing. And ever since he stopped being restricted to an infant’s body, he could do something he hadn’t been capable of before. Practice restraint.

Strength of the kind that he possessed had many upsides to it—it was why he’d chosen it, after all—but it also came with its fair share of downsides. Namely, the fact that people were really fragile. Intellectually, he’d already been aware of that; humans were pretty resilient, but they could also be incredibly fragile. He knew that from experience. Before, it hadn’t been too big of an issue, but now....

Well, that thing about glass houses was a bit more literal in his case.

No matter. It wasn’t as if something so minor would stop him. Assessing and compensating for weaknesses was something he’d always been good at, kind of. Not like anyone here would care about that. They were much too captivated by his excellence.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that he was something of a celebrity.

There weren’t many people he knew of who could wrestle a platypus bear and win.

By the time he turned twelve, he was already being pushed to join the Fire Nation’s army, rather unsuccessfully. Despite not being a fire bender, his strength was more than enough to draw attention to himself, good and bad. It made him wonder how they would react if they knew the truth....

Speaking of talents, he was starting to get curious about a few (a lot) things in this new life of his. Hindsight being 20/20 and all that, he realised far too late that he should have asked more questions before diving headfirst into the (mostly) unknown. Nothing to be done about that now, though. All he could do was keep moving forward and figure things out along the way.

It was still weird how it all worked.


8 Years Ago

Fire Nation - AG 91 (Fall)


“Ow. Fudge and flapjacks.”

It was a familiar sight by now, not-so-little-anymore Lì Yang faceplanting harshly after launching himself from a tree yet again. He didn’t immediately move from his (surprisingly comfortable) bed of dirt, seeming content with remaining face down in his failure for several seconds more. Yet, it wasn’t embarrassment that kept him down, but rather thoughtfulness. His thoughts flowed a lot better after taking a good hit.

“.... This is hard.”

Sure, on some level, he already knew that, but he still seemed to have underestimated just how difficult it would be. He had the strength, he knew the moves, and yet he always faltered at the worst possible moment. It was more annoying than anything else, to be honest. He’d never had this much trouble learning a technique before, child or no. Sure, his limbs were still small and clumsy, and he couldn’t control his strength yet, and, and....

.... and he was rushing too much.

Sigh.... Lì Yang knew he was never much good at pacing himself. That had always been more someone else’s job, keeping him on track. What he needed now was a short break to refresh himself and then try again later.

With that in mind, Lì Yang pushed off the ground, balancing solely on the palm of his left hand. His legs crossed in the air, and he endeavoured to maintain his posture without the slightest tremble. His eyes fell shut, his breathing evened out, and just like that, Lì Yang’s mind wandered off.

*rustle*

....

*rustle*

....?

So, he wasn’t just hearing things! He wasn’t sure whether that was a good thing or not, yet.

Cautiously, or as cautiously as he could be, Lì Yang cracked open a single eyelid and found himself staring at.... a familiar upside-down snout? No, wait, it was actually positioned perfectly normally. He was the one wrong side up.

.... Why was he doing that again?

Ah, it didn’t matter. This was a far more interesting situation, anyway.

Lì Yang grinned broadly, his free hand waving somewhat awkwardly, given his position, as he addressed his new companion, “Hello~ again, friend!”

The little dragon moose did not respond in kind, merely blinking at him in seeming disinterest, but Lì Yang took the silence in stride as always. He’d get a stronger reaction out of it eventually. Maybe. Who knows what could–

All of a sudden, the little hybrid nudged his forearm. When that didn’t get a reaction, it pushed against the limb more insistently, finally snapping him from his thoughts. Lì Yang looked down/up at the pushy calf, tilting his head at it curiously. With a light push, the formerly upside-down boy flipped himself back to his feet, landing (mostly) without so much as a wobble. Hands on his hips and looking quite proud of himself, Lì Yang peered directly into his animal friend’s eyes now that they were practically eye-level.

“Oh~? Are you in need, friend?”

Naturally, the juvenile dragon moose (he needed to find an easier way of saying that) didn’t answer verbally. It did, however, walk away from him with no sense of urgency the moment he gave it his undivided attention. Naturally.

Lì Yang huffed in half-hearted annoyance, but followed the calf nonetheless. His curiosity was officially piqued, and he wouldn’t rest until he was satisfied!

....

.... Well, he’d said that, but now he had even more questions, and still no answers in sight!

Well, mostly. As it turned out, his dragon moose friend had been leading him somewhere, after all. Success! Of course, he still wasn’t sure of the why, but that didn’t matter quite as much as figuring out–

Hog monkeys!

Whatever train of thought had been going through Lì Yang’s mind was immediately derailed as a new sight took to the tracks. He’d never seen any before since his parents always said they were too unruly to be kept in any sort of confinement for long. There was something else, too, but he hadn’t really been paying attention. They were so, so.....

Lì Yang froze, staring at them wide-eyed as inspiration struck.

.... They were geniuses!

But, as much as he wanted to jump into it straight away, the sun was getting real low and he didn’t fancy his parents finding him breaking curfew. Again. But! He would be back tomorrow to finally put this learning experience behind him.

Lì Yang did not put the experience behind him the next day. Or the day after that, as a matter of fact. It was only on the third day that he made a breakthrough. Or rather, he was made to have a breakthrough. Turns out, the troop of primates had also gotten curious about the not-so-little human that had been observing them for the past few days. Of course, Lì Yang was more than happy to indulge them for as long as he could.

“Hello. Am I bothering you?”

The only response he received was one he identified as confusion. It was easy enough to see, considering he lived surrounded by no less than 50 different animals at any given time. Hog monkeys were new, sure, but not so different as to be inscrutable. If anything, they were easier to read than the others. Still, he would be remiss if he intruded on them. To that end, Lì Yang reached into his pocket and withdrew–

Lychee nuts!

That got their attention immediately.

A grin spread across Lì Yang’s face, and slowly, but surely, an idea took form.

Finally, on the fourth day.

Lì Yang breathed deeply, calmly. His eyes were laser-focused on the forest in front of him as he was watched by his newfound hog monkey friends. So focused was he that he didn’t even notice he’d drawn another crowd. His knees bent slightly, and then he was off, soaring between the trees as fast as he could go, the wind roaring in his ears. The minutes ticked by without him crashing into anything, and the more time passed, the more his smile widened.

He did it! He finally–

Ate dirt once again.

Ground - 2 — Lì Yang - 0

Without pause, Lì Yang bounced back onto his feet, a grin still etched on his face. The hog monkeys jumped and howled in celebration.

Step 1: Complete!


[Trope Acquisition: Disney Princess Animal Whisperer.]


That had been quite the experience.

Sure, he might have been getting questions than answers, but so what? The more, the merrier, as he always said! Well, he was saying it now.

On to more important things, his neighbourhood town’s central square was crowded in a way he hadn’t quite seen before. A sole messenger from the capital had arrived in the afternoon, accompanied by a small group of soldiers. They brought with them a call for new volunteers for the Fire Nation’s grand army. Well, calling them “volunteers” was giving them too much credit. They weren’t precisely forced into service, but the pressure from their elders as well as their peers was almost as effective. It was fortunate, then, that Lì Yang’s parents were not quite so insistent for him to heed the call.

Still, the fact that this was happening now meant that the time was nigh. All of his waiting had led up to this (near) moment.

“About time.”
??????? - Lì Yang



Fire Nation - AG 84 (Fall)


Several of the others had chosen to ask for the ability to remember everything from their past clearly. He wasn’t any different in that regard. Starting from scratch wouldn’t have bothered him; if anything, it would have been an even greater challenge, pushing for the top in an even harsher world with nothing but his natural talents once again. But this wasn’t something he could play like that, yet. The other gift he’d requested was one well-suited for him. It may have been a new life, but old habits die hard. He was the second to last one to go, and to be honest, he didn’t dig it.

Awareness came slowly.

An adult mind in a newborn body would have its perks eventually, he was sure. For now, though, all it served to achieve was making things very, very uncomfortable. Who knew being born was so, for a lack of a better word, revolting? He supposed it was a good thing babies weren’t exactly cognizant at birth. In any case, it was a small price to pay for salvation. Maybe.

He didn’t cry at first, though he rectified that soon after. Better to let them know he was healthy the easier way.

It took him only a scant few seconds to notice the ringing in his ears wasn’t normal if the reactions he could see were accurate. The vaguely humanoid blobs around him shifted in a way he instinctively recognised as discomfort.

Huh. He had a good set of lungs on him.

Why was it getting so–

He jerked awake what felt like a second later, never even having noticed he’d fallen asleep. It wasn’t exactly a voluntary decision either, as he found. Someone was moving him, and not entirely gently.

“Be more careful with him! He’s not a brute like you.”

Who was that?

A boisterous laugh was the only response he received, though it wasn’t a response at all.

“Don’t count our son out just yet! He has his grandfather’s blood!”

Were these.... his parents? Once again, his tiny body was shuffled around, and a face peered down at him. Younger than he’d thought, but bearded, smiling and above all, filled with warmth.

He couldn’t help but wonder. Why?

“Trust me, our little Lì Yang will be a tiger unlike any other.”

Hell, yeah!

So, his name was Lì Yang, huh? It sure was nice.... to....



Consciousness came and went over the next few weeks.

His mother remained mostly bedridden during that time, so he was held in her embrace for a lot longer than he was used to, with his father stopping by every once in a while to visit them, all smiles and laughs. It was odd to be sure, though.... not necessarily in a bad way. His parents, or rather, parent in his past life hadn’t been the most affectionate, if he were being generous. There was no resentment in his heart for such things, though, as it did allow him to become one of history’s greats. No, that wasn’t a boast. Why?

Still, as welcome a change of pace as his parents’ affection was, it didn’t leave much time for training. It would take some time before he grew enough for them to leave him by his lonesome, at least for a while.

At the moment, the only time he had to himself was bedtime; he hadn’t had one of those in a while. Today was no different, except for the singular window in his room being open, courtesy of his trying and failing to learn how to walk. He’d probably have to rectify that before anyone came to check up on him. It was–

Ssssss....

Huh?

His tiny eyelids blinked. Was he hearing things? That sounded oddly familiar, and not in a good way. Then again, it wasn’t as if his senses were flaw–

Ssssss!

There it was again! This time, he was sure of it. Something in his room was hissing. He strained his eyes against the dimness of the room, and while at first he saw nothing, he eventually caught sight of the source of the sound.

A grey, tubular form slithered across the floor, creeping up the leg of his crib. He watched the reptile as it moved closer and closer. His breath hitched, his body going still as the snake reached ever closer towards his–

Quick as a flash, his hand lashed out, grabbing the grey snake by just below its head, fingers clasped tightly around its neck. Unfortunately, he both overestimated and underestimated himself.

The door to the room opened suddenly, and, for the first time in this life, Lì Yang was at a complete loss. Thus, he decided to do as babies do. A smile of sorts stretched his pudgy cheeks apart, the viper dangling limp in his left hand.

“.... Mmmbbllrr!”



Fire Nation - AG 85 (Summer)


Understandably, Lì Yang’s parents never let him leave their sight after that incident.

It was less than convenient, but he couldn’t rightly blame them for it. His carelessness screwed him over there. It was pure dumb luck that his parents didn’t question how the snake got in through an “unopened” window, and he wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Fighting the horse, however.... Anyway, relying on luck alone wouldn’t work out in the long run. Caution was not his strong suit, but he was nothing if not adaptable. Everyone had to start somewhere.

It’d been several months since then, and for the first time since he’d opened his eyes here, his parents decided to take him outside. It was about time. Being cooped up in one place for so long wasn’t his style, so it was a big relief. If only he hadn’t fallen asleep before they’d even left the building. His first thought upon blinking awake from the sweet embrace of oblivion?

That’s a lot of animals.

And if anything, that observation was an understatement.

What exactly did his parents even do?

“Ammmblrrt?”

As always, his question went unasked and unanswered. Curse his baby vocabulary, or lack thereof, he supposed. Speaking with actual words wouldn’t come for a while, but walking was another story altogether. Which led to his current predicament.

“Aba....”

Little Lì Yang flexed his toes curiously. They were slow, barely responding to his will, but strangely, they weren’t as frail as he’d expected of them. It was obvious, in hindsight, that would be the case considering everything else. Now, all that was left was trying to use his legs. His previous attempt hadn’t been the most graceful, but he was used to failed first attempts. This time, it was going great, all things considered.

Sure, he needed to use a tree to prop himself up, but other than that, he was doing pretty well for his age. All he had to do was keep up the momentum, and eventually–

CRACK!

Face meet floor, er, soil.

.... Hm.

This.... might be more inconvenient than he’d predicted. Fine motor control was nothing but a pipe dream for a toddler, so really, he should have seen this one coming.

Pushing himself up to his feet—and being a lot more careful with his grip this time—Lì Yang wobbled for a moment before clumsily balancing himself. He made a pointed effort to avoid looking at the tree he’d just accidentally assaulted. A chunk of wood was torn from its trunk, the only silver lining being that no one would ever trace it back to him in any way.... he did feel bad about it, though.

“Abaggabuga....”

Sorry, tree friend.

Well, that could have gone better.

Still, it was no matter. Few months old or whatever, that wouldn't stop him. He was going to overcome this challenge just like all the others. All he needed was time, and he had plenty of that right now. Already, he was itching to get back to the thrill of blood-pumping and bone-crunching. Oh, he was getting giddy just thinking about it!

The world wasn’t ready for Lì Yang!
Moving over the Smoke bender.

I'm in.

Why bend when you can break limits?

Location: 1-B Classroom, Eirei Academy, Shibuya
Yui slipped a hand over his mouth, partially covering his amused grin. Who would have thought their homeroom teacher would be one of those types? For shame.

For a moment, the hologram flickered off and then on again, and Yatagarasu-sensei reappeared with her Quirk in bloom. Briefly, Yui’s thoughts wandered elsewhere. His previous method worked well enough, even with its.... drawbacks. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to refine it a bit. Speaking of refining, that promotion to four-star hero was tempting in more ways than one. If he had known the top two ranked students would get rewarded with a “star-up”, maybe he would have put in more effort. Then again, the risk probably wasn’t worth it. Aside from that....

The Furious Five, huh?

And he was going up against the strongest one, too? This day was just getting better and better. Win or lose, a battle against the so-called strongest student in the school would be a treat. It was almost enough to convince him to be nice until Christmas. Almost.

Scanning the list of his teammates, Yui raised an eyebrow. Shirakawa Kagari, Todoroki Hinata, Todoroki Naito, and Akatsuki Chinmoku. A five-on-one battle with two of the three new students on his team, huh?

Well, that was interesting.


Training Ground Sigma


Was this even legal?

Was the question Yui found himself asking nobody in particular as he changed into his gym uniform. He didn’t dwell on it for too long, instead giving himself a once-over and humming quietly at what he saw. The uniform definitely wasn’t the most concealing clothing he’d ever worn, that was for sure. The skin-tight nature of it did nothing to hide his build, unlike his usual attire. Certainly, he wasn’t one to care much for what other people thought of him, and he was nothing if not confident in his physique besides. Even before his Quirk kicked in, he’d had to keep himself in perfect shape. He did enjoy living, after all. Oh, well, at least no one could see the scars.

The real problem was the fact that he wasn’t allowed to use his armour in the battle. The Eirei gym uniform may have been sturdier than its appearance might suggest, but it could not serve as a replacement for his tech. Unfortunately, it was all he had, and while he was no prude, he didn’t exactly fancy running around naked on school grounds because he accidentally disintegrated his clothes. That meant Redline (as if) and Mach anything was probably a no-no, but everything else was theoretically still on the table. Eh. He’d figure it out later.

Fighting with a handicap wasn’t anything new to him, anyway. It was nostalgic, in a sense.

What was new, however, was the No.1 hero swinging his way onto the training grounds from out of nowhere. Yui was suddenly struck by a reminder that Spiderman was an alumnus of Eirei and a fairly recent one at that. The way he spoke with the second years only compounded that fact. He let the hero’s words wash right over him in favour of figuring out what he was doing here.

There weren’t many reasons for a hero of his calibre to be here, and considering what they were doing today, it was almost a no-brainer. Yatagarasu-sensei’s admonishment only served to confirm his assumption.

“So,” Turning to his team, Yui flashed them a grin, sweeping a hand through his messy hair, “What say we win this?”


Location: 1-B Classroom, Eirei Academy, Shibuya
Yui was.... conflicted.

On one hand, he'd confirmed the quality of his network to a degree, having accurately reported a Nomu sighting to him. On the other hand, things had gotten just a tad bit out of hand after following it. The mayor being a villain was less of a surprise to him than it probably was to most people. If there was one thing he knew, it was that power was far easier to obtain when one didn’t overly concern themselves with petty “morality”.

How ghastly to even think about!

Yui glanced down at his Hawkspad as his thoughts trailed off. Apparently, at least according to the footage of the happenings inside the classroom, they were meant to be going on a joint training exercise with Class 2-A. What all that actually entailed, Yui couldn’t rightly say. It could be a competition, to try and bring out the competitive spirit between the classes. A competition of sorts, maybe? Perhaps, it would be a no-holds-barred clash to decide the superior class once and for all. Most likely, it would be some boring event led by Class 2-A to do something he couldn’t care less about, though he was open to being surprised, as always. At the very least, they were going on a field trip to Otheon. An excursion outside of Japan was always welcome. A bit of research was probably in order before the time for the trip actually arrived though.

Then, there were the new transfer students. The Todoroki Siblings and one Mischa Belic. One of the twins was apparently Quirkless. A slow smile spread across Yui’s lips at the thought. It was always a wonder to see one of them among the Quirkful like this. Further evidence of just how uninteresting the average person really was. The other twin had a Quirk that was fairly similar to his own, so that was interesting, in more ways than one. His was still better, of course. The only problem he could foresee from the two was the fact that they came from America, and he had heard less-than-stellar things about them. He’d form his own opinion on them later. The other transfer student was neither Japanese nor American as far as he could tell. That was something he’d have to figure out later, too.

Oh, and Himura-san was elected as the female class representative. That was fine, he supposed.

Soon after the announcements, the hologram’s message ended and someone was revealed to have been sitting behind it the whole time. Someone...?

Yui’s footsteps paused for a moment.

.... Was that a furry?

His eyes were drawn away from whoever that was to something else, and Yui barely stopped himself from rolling his eyes. Oh. It was just Takari doing Takari things.

Seeing his destination coming up, Yui breathed a soft sigh, collapsing the footage and removing his Hawkspad from his bracer. Almost immediately, its generic screen returned and he pocketed the device. One of his fingers tapped his bracer absentmindedly and a voice chirped from the device.

[95% remaining.]

His steps came to a halt in front of the classroom door.

A hero is never late, nor is he early, he arrives precisely when he means to.

.… That might have been a wizard, actually. Well, whatever. Time to get this day over with. With that final thought, Yui made his way into the room.

“Pleasure to meet you, senpais. Let’s try to get along.”

Preferably not, though.


Location: Pier
Interaction(s): N/A

Syl barely paid any attention to the conversations going on around him, not that he had much of a choice. A lazy smile rested on his lips as his fingers danced to a soundless tune beneath his purring Espeon’s chin. When Sai wanted attention, she got it.

That didn’t mean he was entirely out of the loop, but it did mean he mostly caught bits and pieces instead of full sentences.

The Pokétopia Foundation had gathered quite the group for their grand opening. Everyone here was famous in one way or another, even if he didn’t recognise many of them—Professor Sycamore might have been right about him needing to find a hobby. He couldn’t help himself though, they were just too entrancing for him to step away. Training and researching were two sides of the same coin, and both sides were his passion. It might have–

Huh?

The grumpy girl, uh, whatever her name was. Anyway, something she said finally brought his attention back to the group.

“Oh? I’ve got a Salamence who’d take that as a challenge. What say we put them to the test? We could even–”

Ah, there was the captain.

Syl’s eyes wandered past the captain to the Machamp following him. Well-formed head ridge, developed muscles, and a healthy shine. It was certainly well taken care of if nothing else. It lacked the ruggedness of its more battle-focused brethren, though whether that was because it wasn’t one or it just hadn’t done battle in a while, Syl couldn’t say. Either way, it was a good specimen. He would have loved to have a closer look at it in his lab. That wasn’t allowed though. Apparently, he needed to “get out more” and “interact with people”. As if he didn’t get enough of that already.

“Esp.…”

Right. They were supposed to be taking attendance.

Syl flashed a smile, idly scratching Sai under her chin in thanks, “Syl Archer. Here and present. Nice to see you alive, captain. I feared the worst.”

Syl paused and tilted his head as he watched the Machamp pass by. Did he remember to pack his luggage?
© 2007-2026
BBCode Cheatsheet