Executioner grabbed Kazuki's wrists, he bared his teeth. Tears filled his eyes as he strained against the wickedness that threatened to consume him. Before he could find a strength for a punch, his body betrayed him, and he fell on the floor.
Kazuki laughed, his face cold.
" You really think you still got the strength." He said, producing another syringe filled with poison.
Executioner tried to stand. With a desperate effort, he pulled out the IV tube and struggled to stand on his feet. Kazuki became surprised before he moved forward, intent on administrating the lethal dose.
Executioner reached out and grabbed Kazuki's wrist. For a moment, Kazuki countered a small knife, jabbing it into Executioner's arm.
He felt pain as his teeth grinding together and his right arm became numbness. Yet, he still stand but his movement going side by side. He swung his fist and punched Kazuki's jaw.
Kazuki stumbled back, blooding coming from his nose. He wiped it clean with the back of his hand, he chuckled.
" Who are you, really?"
Executioner's response was a punch that made Kazuki hit on the bed. He laughed as he took the knife and spin it.
They crashed, punching and kicking. Executioner's strength was draining, but he continued to stand on his feet, bleeding from his right arm as he hold on.
Executioner quickly moved a step and pushed Kazuki near to the window, both straggling to make one fell. Executioner raised his fist up and shoved Kazuki towards the window.
The glass shattered, and Kazuki plummeted to the ground, his body crashed on a car parked below. His head hit the car glass as his face were all cut, his body bleeding severely as he loses his life.
Executioner looked down at Kazuki's dead body. As he stood there, he realized his body was responding again, but he still felt pain in his right arm. He squeezed his eyes shut.
He picked up his clothes - a simple white round-neck shirt - and put on a brown jacket and blue jeans. The fabric felt rough against his skin as he moved. Opening the door, he stepped out, his body still recovering from pain and his steps shaky. He walked like a drunk person, but then he straightened his back and moved straight as he walks.
' wooo-wooo-wooo-'
The sound of sirens echoed.
" What happened?"
" We just saw him fall from the last window up there, but no one was there."
Executioner kept moving, snatching a donut from a nearby vendor, taking bite.
A black van pulled up beside him, and the door slid open. Sakura called out.
" Master Executioner, what are you going to do now?"
Executioner sat down in the van, and it drove away. He looked at Sakura and frown,
" Stop calling me Executioner. Call me Raven. I'm back as Raven, not Executioner."
At their hideout, Sakura treated Executioner's wound, the pain still throbbing. He then shaved his hair, and his familiar look returned. Then, he made his way to Bryce secret room, where weapons waited.
The room was a treasure trove of guns and swords. Executioner's eyes gazed on the swords, and he walked over to a selection of massive blades. He paused, considering his options.
" Which sword should I take?"
He whispered to himself, his eyes scanning the swords.
He looked at some five massive swords:
* The claymore* 55 - 60 inches long, weighing 5 pounce, capable of delivering powerful slashes.
* Nodachi* 60 - 70 inches long, weighing 6 pounce, designed for carnage on the battlefield.
* Zweihander* A two hand sword, 60 - 72 inches long, weighing 6 - 7 pounds, with brutal chopping power.
* Espada Grande* 55 - 65 inches long-range slashing.
* Odachi* Similar to katana but larger, 60 - 70 inches long, weighing 6 pounce, capable of powerful cuts.
Executioner's hand closed around the Odachi sword's hilt. He glared at it, as he said.
" This will do."
Sakura appeared and asked, " Where are you going master Raven?"
Executioner face suddenly changed.
" Stay here, don't follow me!" he shouted, waking towards the garage. He grabbed a black sports car and stuffed it with weapons, including bombs. The engine roared to life " Vroom-vroom-vroom," as he sped away.
His destination was a man's house, Daisuki's, the police officer, who had called Kenji to inform him that Executioner was still alive. Executioner kicked in the front door, shattering it. Daisuki, anticipating intruders, grabbed his pistol and pointed it at the door.
Executioner burst into the room, and Daisuki pulled the trigger. Executioner dodge the bullet and pinned Daisuki to the ground, the Odachi sword's edge pressed against his throat.
" Tell me where to find them," Executioner growled.
Daisuki trembled, stammering, " I - I don't know what you're talking about."
The sword bit into Daisuki's skin, drawing a thin line of blood.
" You were talking to someone on the phone at the hospital," Executioner spat.
" You mentioned a man and his son. The son is still alive. What do you know?"
Daisuki's body was shaking as Executioner applied more pressure on the sword.
" Okay, okay... Go to Kyuho ji street, number 224. You'll find a building with a sign that says Ongenki."
Executioner's face became cold and anger. He drew the sword across Daisuki's throat that cut off his head. Executioner stood up, wiped the sword clean, and walked back to his car.
He drove towards Kyuho ji street, punctuated only by the hum of the engine.
" Rrrrr-VROOM.