The NightShade has arrived! May 3, 2017 5:22:20 GMT
Post by nightshade on May 3, 2017 5:22:20 GMT
Night has fallen upon Tokyo… the city lights almost illuminating as the sun.
But though the lights were bright…the darkness had no fear in showing their grimy faces…
"Give it up. NOW."
Those words were demanding, sounding like they came from a man with a domination complex. He liked being in control… liked being on top. That was the attitude of many of the men and women that were employed in Warrior Wrestling League. They all had ambitions of being the best…they all wanted to become legends in the game.
But unfortunately for them…majority of them didn’t have what it took to make it out of the battle royal with a worthy showing…
A small, older man in a suit was pinned back against the wall, pinned by fear, but more pinned by the switchblade pressed against his throat. The attacker, a brutish thug wearing a white tank top and blue jeans, glared hard into the fearing eyes.
"Let’s go Ojisan! I ain’t got all night!"
"What do you w-want??" his voice was quivering, but still legible. The thug answered his question by pressing the blade harder into his throat.
"Don’t PUSH me…old man… give up the wallet or I cut you a smile across your neck!"
The old man’s hand began to quake as he reached for his back pocket. The black haired close shaved man watched greedily as the brown leather pouch emerged from his backside, his lips licking greedily at the sight…the image of the almighty Yen flashing in his head. Aspirations of walking away a few yen richer…
Much like the competition imagined themselves walking away one match victorious…one championship grander…
But of course…there was that one person that killed imaginations.
"The Moon watches down on us all…"
A black taped hand reached onto the thug’s shoulder. The old man’s eyes look past him, the street hood only getting one glance at the person behind him.
Then all he saw was the fist in his face.
"And the next thing I knew, I was starin’ up at the sun risin!"
Our old friend sat at a round black table slouched back, holding a beer sitting on the table. He exhaled deeply and shook his head slowly, disappointment setting in.
"I swear if I ever get my hands on her…I’ll--!"
"—get your ass handed to you again!"
He glared to his left at an attractive woman wearing a red bra, black mini skirt, and a black fur coat. She chuckled to herself as she took a swig of the tan frothy liquid in her mug.
"F-ck you, Eiko… she got the drop on me, but if I see that bitch coming I’ll f-ck her up good."
"You could only wish, Shun." She rolled her eyes and laughed at him. Shun scowled harder before taking a drink of his beer.
"You sure got a lot of jokes over there! I don’t recall you having any luck with her either!"
Eiko’s laughter dropped, a serious look melting over her face. Then she sighed, leaning back and closing her fur jacket around herself.
"We’re not talking about me…we’re talking about you."
"We’re talking about Miss Moonlight!"
Eiko and Shun looked across the table, where a young looking kid sits approaches the table, wearing a pair of baggy jeans and a black baseball jersey. He pulls out a chair and turns it around, sitting backwards just as his cap sits backwards on his head. He reaches over and grabs Eiko’s beer, taking a slow drink.
"It’s not every night you get caught with your pants down either…Eiko."
Eiko arched her neck back, her face flushed with both lust and heat. Pressed against the alley wall was a young man, a office worker wearing a white shirt and black slacks. He looked down at her, his eyes drunken from lust and booze. Eiko smiled, her eyes narrowing as she ran her hands up and down his chest.
"What do you want baby…hmmm?" she questioned in a throaty voice. He laughed, his own hands looking to explore her body as much as she explored his.
When examined…wrestling isn’t much different from sex. Two people exploring each others’ bodies…one trying to find the special spot on the other that makes them vulnerable. Heavy breathing, sweaty bodies, grunts and groans…And in the end… three seconds is all they’re looking for.
In that comparison… Nightshade is "coming"… for the tag-team title in the coming battle royal… coming for her debut victory…for her debut prize.
But…given the majority of guy on guy action in the wrestling world altogether…that theory is homosexually flawed.
"You got a big mouth doncha babe?" he said with a gleeful slur. One of his hands ran up to run his fingers through her red hair. "You should put it to some good use… huh?"
Eiko gave him a sultry look, nodding slowly. "Maybe I will…that is if you got anything big enough to shut me up."
Her hands began unloosening his belt buckle, going down to her knees. He leaned back and prepared for the pleasure coming… but it never came…
He never came…
As soon as his trousers hit the ground Eiko stood up, one hand to his throat and another in…lower regions. Her red nails dug into his skin as he stood petrified.
"I think my nails are too sharp sometimes… I should really trim them down."
The skin on his neck began to turn red from the pressure, skin breaking from piercing nails. He sputtered, trying to push out questions about what was going on…but they never got out.
"I want the usual… credit cards, ATM cards and pin numbers…cell phones and numbers, rings…cold hard cash… I’d ask for gold fillings, but I already checked for that." She ran her tongue up against his lips and smiled. "The price for good teeth I guess. And don’t tell me you don’t have any, I saw how you were shoving out the cash at the bar."
And then the infamous quote of justice came echoing out from around them…
"The Moon watches down on us all…"
Eiko and the man looked around, he with hope of a savior, and she with caution for a foe. Her hand came from around the man’s throat and pulled a blade from out of her waistband, keeping the man at bay with the crotch claw she had locked on him.
"What the f-ck?" she looked up and down the alley, but saw nothing. "Show yourself!"
"All of your evil deeds soon come into the light…of the Moon…and I will see it and cease it."
Eiko heard something… a fluttering like bat wings from above. She looked up, and blacked out.
The dive bomb boot to her face did the job nicely.
Eiko’s face was blank as she stared at the kid.
"You suck" was all she said.
The kid grinned, taking another swig of her beer. "Not as much as you, hun."
"Funny thing is, you’ll never know, Ryo!" Shun broke out into laughter, Eiko giving a smarmy grin. The kid named Ryo rolls his eyes as he pushes Eiko’s beer back to her.
"In that case, at least I’ll never catch anything." He stuck his tongue out at the woman. Eiko flipped him the finger before grabbing her drink.
Shun sat up, punching Ryo in the arm to get his attention. "Hey, you’re one to talk anyway! Didn’t you get caught by Nightshade too?"
Ryo, much like his buddies, scowled. Just then a waitress with brown hair wearing a tight black blouse and a black skirt with matching nylons and heels approaches the table.
"Can I get you guys anything?" she said drolly, as if she didn’t care. "Drinks, food…CHECK??"
Her tone of voice made it obvious that she didn’t want them around. Shun looked up and shook his head.
"’Nother round of drinks babe!"
She looked down at Ryo, her brow rising. "You’re of age right?"
Ryo held up his ID, the knuckle of his index finger holding it against the raised middle finger. The waitress glared at it and nodded, walking away muttering to herself. As she passed the front door of the bar, in walked Naomi Kawaii.
Five ten, two hundred pounds of lean, shapely, sensuous, not to mention dangerous muscle.
Dressed in a pair of tight blue jeans, blue Converse chucks, a white tank top with a black leather jacket, she walked across the bar and sat down on the third stool. She rapped her knuckles on the bar, and the bartender turned around and smiled at her.
"Naomi!" he said cheerfully. "You’re in here late."
She nodded, her black ponytail bouncing up and down behind her. "Yeah, I had some business to take care of around the corner."
He wiped his hands on his black apron. "Yeah I feel that. The usual?"
"You know it, Ranma."
The waitress sat down next to Naomi and sighed. Naomi looked at her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Tough night, Rei?"
She nodded, her hand holding her forehead before thumbing across the room. "Got a few rowdy ones tonight."
Naomi looked back, finding the trio laughing and drinking. Her brow wrinkled before she shaking her head. "Need me to take care of it?"
Rei chuckled softly and said no. "We wouldn’t want anything to happen to our best friend, now would we?"
Ranma came back over to the two women, placing a red bottled beer down on a napkin. "Not to mention our best customer."
"That is…if I ever pay for anything." Naomi winked as she took a sip of the beer and exhaled loudly.
Back at the table… Eiko pointed over to Ryo with the neck of her beer.
"Where were you, anyway? You’re late."
Ryo looked up at her with a irritated look. "I had to lift some cash before I got here to get some drinks…because you know…" he shrugged.
"Because you left your wallet in the other pants." Eiko and Shun said in unison. Ryo grinned with a nod.
"But fortunately for me, there’s always another pair of pants walking by. But then guess who showed up?"
Ryo shook his head at Shun. "No…Nightshade dumbasss!"
Ryo stood in the middle of the merging sea of pedestrians, watching with a careful eye, In his line of work, you needed a careful eye and fast hands. Just like in wrestling you needed sharp wits and quick reflexes in order to come out the winner… and Miss Moonlight was the one with both and then more.
Just then a man in a black suit came walking by, an older man with black hair and wire frame glasses. Ryo walked forward, and in his rush bumped into the man. The man glared at the boy, Ryo bowing and apologizing before running off. He ducked down into a dark alley and sat there for a minute before reaching into his sleeve and pulling out a black wallet.
"This should get me nice and sloshed tonight," he grinned, seeing the wad of yen sticking out of the man’s wallet. But his grin faded…
"The Moon watches down on us all…"
Ryo jumped up, looking down at the other end of the alley to see a woman wearing a black skirt and a tight black spandex shirt with a low revealing scoop neck, black tape running up her hands and arms, and black boots going to her knees. Masking her face was a black mask that covered from the bridge of her nose to her forehead, allowing her black hair to hang low.
"Da f-ck you want, huh?" Ryo jumped up, putting the wallet aside as he kept his eyes on her.
Leaning against the wall with her arms folded, the hero pushed off and began to approach him, her face still shadowed by her long hanging hair.
"Your evil deed has come out in the light of the Moon…now you’ll pay for your crime."
Ryo shook his head, cracking his knuckles and balling his fists up at his side. "You think I’m scared of some masked whore like you? I heard you were some tough broad, but I think I can take you out!"
She didn’t stop approaching. She would never stop… no matter the pressure being put on her, no matter the odds, Nightshade would never stop until she got the job done. Everyone would see on her debut; her first match in PCW, she would not stop until she was left standing in victory with the tag team title in hand. She’d prove that she was indeed worthy of being the justice of Warrior Wrestling League…being the hero it deserves after so long.
"You got quick hands there kid," she said, amusement sounding in her threatening voice. "But so do I. Wanna see?"
Ryo didn’t waste his chance to deck her, swinging on her with a left hand as soon as she got into range. In a blur of black hair and darkness, Ryo found himself being thrown face down into the filthy street. He tried to get up, but Nightshade fell back on his arm quickly. She heard his growl of pain, but ignored it. Locking him in a headlock while hooking his free arm and wrapping her legs around his thighs, Nightshade left him in a very… very vulnerable position.
"So I’m sitting there with my ass in the air… and then she starts spankin me!"
Eiko and Shun sat there with blank faces, hearing that portion of the story. Then they both break out into laughter that roared through the bar, drawing looks from the other patrons. Ryo kicked them both in their knees under the table and sulked, downing his beer in a few gulps.
"But yeah, you know… I let her spank me. I mean if you look at her…Nightshade’s a hot bitch!"
Shun nodded slowly. "I can’t lie there…she was kinda hot…for that split second I saw her."
"I didn’t see much past her foot in my face…" Eiko muttered bitterly. "What’s with her anyway? Miss Moonlight? What kinda name is that?"
"I heard she’s from the future…when humans and aliens live on the moon in an advanced colony and she’s the princess, daughter of a human and an moon alien and the first child born on the moon."
Ryo rolled his eyes at Shun. "That’s Sailor Moon…more or less. I heard she’s like a werewolf or something, that gets all these powers when the moon’s out. A nocturnal possessed demoness that can only regain her humanity back by doing what’s right."
"I heard she’s a chicken! A giant chicken!"
Ryo and Shun stared at Eiko with bewildered faces. Then they both burst out into laughter, another round that drew unhappy faces to their table.
"Yeah…she’s drunk," Shun laughed. "Anyway…who cares what the f-ck she is? All I know is that if I ever got my hands on her…I’d beat the sh-t outta her and THEN give it to her up HER MOON!"
They all laughed hard in drunken pleasure… while across the bar Naomi sat at the bar with a bitter look on her face. She sat her beer down on the table and stood up, nodding to Ranma and Rei.
"Be right back."
Eiko, Shun, and Ryo came walking out of the Toshiro Bar together after a few minutes. They walked down the street, laughing and making jokes, enjoying the life of drinking and crime. they turned the corner and stopped dead in their tracks; shocked faces coming upon all three of them.
Sitting on the bus stop bench with her long legs stretched out and crossed, with her arms folded over her chest… was Nightshade. She looked up, her hair covering her face, but her black lipped smile showing as bright as the moonlight.
"The Moon watches down on us all…"
Watch out Warrior Wrestling League… there’s a new hero in town…