Look at me now...{Open}

[Perses]

There was an hour before the dojo opened, a certain male was determined to train as he wanted to be the best fighter in the world. Lightning based chi surrounded his body as he was in the mood for a spar but would be satisfied with just being able to train. Things were not meant to be at this hour, however, so he decided he would go for a walk and find a nice to place to grab a coffee and something to eat as he waited. Time began to tick away slowly as he walked around the area, but as he narrowed a corner, he spotted a gang of scum bags picking on a young boy and his mother, right across the street, this angered the Valor Grand Cross member as he rushed across the street and headed over to the gang, his fists were clenched tightly as he gritted his teeth and threatened "Leave them alone or else."

The one who seemed to be the instigator stepped up to the man who had stood up to him and his friends and asked "Who do you think you are?" The man smirked as he looked into the man's eyes and stated "The name's Lucifer Mason but you and your scum bag friends may call me, 'Slayer'." Lucifer began to analyze each fighter and become in tuned with his surroundings as he waited for them to attack him. As if on cue, the punk who seemed to be the leader ordered "Get him." And as soon as that order was spoken, Lucifer readied his stance, his knees bent slightly and he began to shuffle his feet like a B-boy, then as they rushed him, his elbows bent, one bent in so that his right hand was level his pecs and the other bent slightly and stretched outwards, with his fingers bent up, so that he could gesture them to c'mon.'

When they were close enough to hit him, they threw punches and kicks at him simultaneously, each time they threw a punch or a kick, Lucifer blocked them and parried them, when there were openings after he had parried their punches or kicks, Lucifer struck. With elemental chi (Lightning based), Lucifer was shocking them with each hit, soon he had disposed of the first lot, then a second lot attacked. These punks seemed better than the others and Lucifer knew that once he got rid of them, it was down to just him and their leader, so he charged his chi into his fists so that they would deliver a lot more power with each punch. Once he had charged his fists, he threw swift jabs and then he ended them with a right hook, the combo was done on each of them.

Now it was down to Lucifer and the leader of these scum bags, it was time that Lucifer taught him how to treat a lady and so the first thing that Lucifer did was he sent a right knee to the jaw of the bastard, followed by a left roundhouse kick. And he finished the prick off with a swift right elbow to the temple, the punk fell to the ground in a heap. After he had finished with the gang of scum bags, he looked to the boy and his mother, a smile formed as he asked "Are you both alright?" With that asked, they both nodded and answered "Yes, thanks to you."

Now Lucifer looked at his cell and noticed that it was two hours past opening and so he rushed to the dojo so he could get in some training, due to his spar with that group of thugs, Lucifer did not need to warm up as his warm up was fighting those scum bags. The first thing he started with was the punching bag, the bag which he chose was a Mixed Martial Arts bag, which would not split easily. As he was punching the bag, he began to kick it as well and since this was his training to get better, he began to charge his chi into his fist.

Lightning surrounded his fist, the sound of the lightning crackling echoed throughout the dojo, with the lightning covered his fist, Lucifer looked down at his fist and the entire balled fist was no longer the same color as the rest of his body, since the lightning's illumination made it seem to have turned blue, all the way up his arm, the illuminated caused his skin to look a bluey color. Soon the punch was ready to unleash but first, Lucifer would need to get rid of the bag, as this was the type of punch which could burst a bag open. So he focused half of his power into one swift kick, once the kick connected with the bag, the bag flew to the other side of the room.

Once the bag was out of the way, Lucifer looked around, he spotted that there was a wall of metal, he struck it with his lightning fist, the force of the punch nearly burst through the metal, but luckily for Lucifer, it didn't. However, Lucifer was rich enough to break things in this rundown dojo.Which was why, Lucifer began to focus his chi for one more hit. And then he heard someone enter the building.

[Johnny]

………..*BOOM*

The once airborne bag soon met an abrupt arrest, curling inward as to seemingly engulf such a mans fist, yet at that moment the man’s fingers successfully curled about the bags exterior, holding it outward to his side with an arm of right, fully extended it was. The planets rays was set forth, beams of sunlight reflecting through the windows elucidating all within its omnipotent existence, yet within a far corner laid a darkness, the very darkness that would seemingly consume all who stood within it. Pulses of a blue chi dissipated around this beings anatomical structure, forming the shape of a man. It flowed from the ever still movements of what could only be described as a soundless gathering of chi carrying a being whose power remained obnubilated behind the shadows of anonymity.

Several steps came to life momentarily, short lived as it was the man came to a standing rest, halting his steps just long enough for a glimpse of his form to be seen by lesser beings beneath him. Eyes of Viridity observed prominently as flashes of identity came to bear in the moments to pass. The curled cerulean told countless warnings and gave nigh hint of the man’s appearance, only those who knew the lore of the man that claimed ownership as the leader of Valor Grand Cross. Emerald eyes gleam with power fitting in equal resonance with the man’s own hair and the sights to be held below as he bore a hoodie and sweat pants of black with silent bare feet pressing against the matted floor of this public dojo. The passive motion of a man can to bear as his chi held the most peculiar make-up, as if the small bulk in which it was being released was far from being the tip of the iceberg, yet this ‘tip’ proved far superior over a great many of beings.

The man stood in silence, a keen gaze cast towards the now dented wall in which Lucifer’s fist so contentedly struck. As a voice egressing from the bowels of nihility the man spoke, posed as a chiseled statue, allowing the dusting of spirit particles to pass harmlessly by before answering in reply to the mans rather reckless act of power, "You seem to be growing strong Lucifer...."
A simple focus held on the man in the confines of both his physical and chi sense, observing his powers eagerly and with a silent thrill, relishing in the sight of Lucifer's ever growing power.

The man stood in silence, the passing moments seemed to make an eternity of silence. Why was he here? What was this mans purpose? such were deep seated questions that proved dangerous to ask so openly. Yet the mans purpose became apparent as he spoke, a smooth tone of velvet seeping from his very being, the focus of his stolid visage remained hard upon the man before him.

"It pleases me to see my members grow as I once had, we've never sparred together Lucifer, but that is about to change. Spar with me, here and now. Not many get this chance so make use of it, maybe later we can grab something to eat." The mans stoic demeanor remained unchanged even as he'd shown acts of kindness. Though this was a challenge, it too would serve as a lesson Lucifer would soon learn, a lesson that would be carved into his mind until the ends of time. There came a time where all fighters must realize just how much improvement they need, such a task can only be carried out by few.