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Tenth feather

Who: Rakka Yoshitoshi and Raye Satterfield/Later on, Isaac and Miria
Where: Random Alleyway, Locke City/The Dians residence
What: Rakka has a run in with the mafia and then she gets saved.
When: August 3rd
Warnings: General violence, mafia shenanigans.

What a nice afternoon for a walk home. Rakka walked briskly down one of the downtown streets, trying to get back to the Dians household following a busy morning of looking up some information in the library. She'd cut though the streets and ended up going down an alleyway. It wasn't the best shortcut, or the first one she'd choose, but it would get her back to the Dians house faster. As she got farther in though, she found her shortcut was blocked by a man, standing in her way.

"....Uh..." Rakka stopped, confused. There weren't usually people here, why was someone here now? Rather than confront them, she decided to turn around and leave. The way, she found to her shock, was blocked by a few more men, each of them slowly advancing into the alleyway towards her. Confusion slowly mixed with fear, and Rakka backed away from them. "Ah.... what... who are you...?"

No reply. They just continued to advance.

Fear turned to panic, and Rakka continued to back away. "What do you want!?"

"To deliver a message." The man that had originally blocked her way replied, he too advanced on her, all of them trying to prevent Rakka from escaping. She looked around frantically, searching for a way out. "Now, this can be easy, or it can be hard."

There was little doubt in Rakka's mind that these were members of the mafia she'd heard about, the ones that attacked Expresso Yourself, And Rakka wasn't going to stick around and find out why they wanted to talk to her. She fled, trying to run around the three men, but one of them managed to grab her by her coat. They struggled briefly, but the thug won out and yanked Rakka back, losing her coat in the process and exposing her wings.

"So she is one of them." One of the men remarked, eyeing Rakka's wings. They stayed away for the moment, hesitant in case she had any powers, but they were still getting closer to her. Panic overtook Rakka, and she grabbed her magic staff, holding it out in front of her. "Get away from me!"

She opened fire, sparks of electricity and sounds of fighting erupting from within the alley.

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It was a nice afternoon for a walk home, wasn't it? One that saw Raye out and about as well, dressed fully in Senketsu. She wasn't sure anybody in the mafia had her face yet, but with all the random attacks going on, she wanted to be sure she wasn't caught off guard. Anybody who tried to mess with her was gonna be in for some serious shit.

"Raye. Wait."

She stopped short at Senketsu's warning, blinking down at the outfit. "Huh? What's up?"

"Something's happening. Can you hear it?"

Raye frowned, lifting her head and listening until she caught the sounds of violence.

"... Yeah. What the hell? Is it those bastards again?"

Scowling, she took off at a run, following the sounds even as the sparks and flashes of light soon faded away. It took awhile but before long there she was, staring at the sight down the alley for a moment before a familiar rage began to bubble up inside her.

"HEY!"

It was.

By the time Raye arrives the fighting has died down and the sparks of electricity have ceased to be. And when Raye finally reaches the spot, she'll find that the fighting had ceased. Rakka was caught, her hands held behind her back by one of the men as another stood in front, yelling at her. her magic staff was on the ground a ways away, smoke drifting slowly into the air.

"You see that!" The man shouted at Rakka, gesturing to one of his companions, who was convulsing on the ground, bits of electricity coursing over his body. "We don't take too kindly to your kind doing stuff like that!"

"Stop it! Just leave me alone!" Rakka struggled against her captors, stll trying to get away from this horrible turn of events. Instead of listening to her, the man balled his fist and drove it into Rakka's stomach. She doubled over, gasping and coughing.

Raye's shouting drew their attention. "Who're you supposed to be?"

It didn't take long to piece together what she'd missed. Those mafia sons of bitches were taking a shot at them again, and this time it was at Rakka. Quiet, shy, kinda nerdy Rakka who Raye was pretty sure had never tried to hurt anybody. At least until she'd zapped that one scumbag.

The guy shouting in her face was bad enough, but when he hits the other girl right in front of her it sets her blood boiling.

"I'm the crazy bitch that's gonna rearrange your face!" She casts a glance downward. "Senketsu!"

"I'm ready!"

She was already starting forward as she clamped her teeth down on the pin in her glove and yanked it free. The stars spring up around her before she even takes a step, red rapidly flooding her clothing and dying it a deep red before the threads spring free and wrap around her again. Then, there's one final flash of light and she's there in a flash, throwing a punch at the goon that had hit Rakka.

At the last second she did remember that she didn't actually want to splatter the guy like a tomato. So her punch is pulled.

A little.

The light show that was Raye's transformation sequence managed to distract the guard enough for him to be surprised when the punch came. It connected and sent the man sailing across the alley into a pile of garbage bags. He's hurt, but alive. Thanks for pulling that punch.

Rakka coughed quietly, still doubled over in pain. She looked up blearily as the fight started, tears in her eyes. "Raye... be..."

One of the other men charged Raye, fist raised to hit her while she was still distracted and moving faster than a normal human should be able to move.

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That was just fine with her. She was just fine with roughing the stupid sons of bitches up but outright murder is not an option yet.

Yet.

She scowled, watching the first guy go sailing away from the force of her punch and moved closer to Rakka, glancing down at her warning.

"Just stay there a sec. Everything'll be fine." She looked back up as the other man came at her, watching as he rushed in far too fast for a human being...

... and then casually caught his fist in her hand.

"Looks like you guys got some power ups too." She tightened her grip on his hand, turning her wrist to slowly twist his arm. "But this is still a joke compared to the last fight I was in."

Rakka wanted to say something, say anything and help Raye out. But she was already down and out for this fight. Her staff was out of power, and she was in no position to try and resist. She could only watch while Raye fought, still restrained by one of the men.

The fact that she would catch his fist wasn't something the man was prepared for, especially coming from someone that looked like Raye. There was even surprise on his face before it mixed with anger and he tried to swing at her with his other fist.

"Tch."

If the mobster looked angry it was still nothing compared to the expression on Raye's face when he tried another swing at her. This one, she caught as well, grabbing onto his arm and then twisting both arms aside before yanking him forward to eye level with her. And then she reared her head back and drove it forward to smash her forehead right into his face.

A crack echoed through the alley as Raye slammed her forehead into the man's face. It was sharp enough to get a wince out of Rakka. The man went slack in Raye's grip and flopped to the ground like a sack of flour. There would be two black eyes and a completely smashed nose for him when he woke up.

The relative silence that followed that victory ended when Rakka was pulled to her feet again, the thug restraining her putting Rakka in between himself and Raye. "Stay back, and she wont be harmed!"

Raye let the guy drop in front of her and then planted a foot at his side and just sort of... swept it to the side. That small move carrying enough force to send the guy flopping into the alley wall like a sack of potatoes.

Letting out a low growl she started toward the last guy then stopped when he held Rakka between them. Damnit. She was pretty sure she could just bulldoze this shithead but she couldn't count on being able to control herself enough not to do the same to Rakka in the process.

"Not how it's gonna work, buddy." She folded her arms, glancing at Rakka and getting another surge of violent anger. This shitstain had hurt her and all she wanted to do was smash his face into the brick until it left a smear but something held her back. She had to make sure Rakka was okay... that's what mattered here. "But if you let her go right now, I'll let you carry these other fuckheads outta here."

Rakka continued to struggle, getting nowhere fast. She wanted to be anywhere but here. She wanted to be back at the Dians place, with Isaac, and Miria, and Jacuzzi, and Nice. She didn't want to be feeling the pain she felt, or the fear of what might have happened to her, had Raye not come along.

It did make her feel a little better seeing Raye toss these guys around like they were nothing. The guy holding her was certainly scared by it, knowing he probably had no chance against her in a fair fight.

"We don't take orders from you!" He barked, not moving from his spot. Something seemed to occur to him. He released one of Rakka's hands, only to grab onto a handful of her feathers. "Stand down, or the angel girl gets plucked!"

"Ah...!" Rakka flinched, frozen as every tug from the wing in the man's grasp sent a small shock of pain though her. "R-Raye..."

Raye's teeth grit in frustration at Rakka's pained cry when the man grabbed a handful of feathers and her fists tightened at her sides. She had to think of some way to hit him... maybe with that sword.

No, same problem. Actually, even worse. Every time she swung the thing, it smashed everything in front of her to bits. Or at least... it did when she was transformed....

Raye sighed after a few seconds and shut her eyes. Sparkles flashed around her and there was a short burst of light as Senketsu turned back to normal.

"Raye, what are you doing?" Senketsu looked up, concern clear in his voice.

"I got an idea, just hang on a second." She whispered back, before turning her attention to the man with a cocky grin on her face. "There, feel better? You gonna run off now, dickbag, or you wanna see if you do any better than those other turds?"

"Raye... what..." Rakka watched as Raye transformed back into her normal form. She hoped there was some sort of plan at work here, she didn't want to think that her friend was giving up now. "Raye, be-"

"Shut up!" Rakka winced as the last thug yelled in her ear. He was nervous, the rest of the men were all downed, and Raye had barely worked up a sweat. The only smart option would be to run.

But, she was defenseless now, so he had a chance. So, he threw Rakka to the ground, obviously hurting her, and charged Raye, this time confident in his abilities.

Raye winced when Rakka hit the ground hard, but she was out of the way now. Good. Now she just had to deal with this last guy, and...

Fuck, he was coming straight for her. Suddenly, the thought struck her that this was a bit different from the fights she'd gotten into in school. This guy was a decent amount bigger than her too.

The short distance between them left her no time to transform again, or go for the weapon she had stored away. Only one thing left to do... one stupid thing that was hopefully going to catch the thug by surprise.

She balled up her fist and swung right for his face.

SO THE DIANS MISSED SOME BIG STUFF WHILE THEY WERE CLEANING SHIT. AND THAT'S WHAT THEY'RE STILL DOING. CLEANING SHIT.

He was probably the biggest of the group that had jumped Rakka. Though, size didn't seem to be an issue, because he was still able to dodge Raye's punch with the same speed the other men had and counter with a fist straight to her stomach.

Meanwhile, Rakka was trying to pick herself off the ground, just barely registering that fighting was still happening. She hoped Raye was doing better than she was.

CRAP he's fast too!

Raye blinked when the guy slipped past her punch and off-balance as she was there was nowhere for her to go when he countered. His fist slammed into her gut and she coughed out a rush of breath, stumbling back with an arm around her stomach until her back hit the wall.

"Shit--!" Wincing, her free hand scrabbled at the pouch at her side, going for the weapon there.

They weren't just going to run now that they had been hurt. Two teenaged girls weren't going to make fun of them, or, at least not without getting beaten into the dirt for it.

The thug let her stumble back, enjoying that he was beating her, after she had shown so much strength. He was about to attack again, ready to punch the smug grin off her face.

"No! Leave her alone!"

Something hard slammed into his back, making him stumble. It was Rakka's lightning staff, powerless but still heavy enough to hurt when she threw it at him.

Raye grit her teeth, bracing for the impact when she saw the guy coming at her, still going for her Scissor. Rakka's shout made her pause, as did the impact of the staff hitting the man in the back.

Her hand closed around the Scissor Blade in her pouch... and then the Echo hit. Hollowness washed over her and her movements slowed for a second, before Senketsu's voice snapped her out of it.

"This is your chance!"

What was that? An Echo, but nothing had appeared and she didn't get any new memory... fuck it, she could worry about it later. She yanked the Blade out and unfolded it to its full size in an instant and then she let out a half-crazed yell as she swung the blunt, curved edge of the heavy weapon at the man's knee.

What she didn't yet realize was that her swing was carrying far more force than a seventeen year old girl should be able to muster up. Even with adrenaline rushing through her veins.

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Rakka had backed away, holding her right arm to her side and bracing herself in case she was attacked again. She hoped that Raye would be able to recover.

Luckily, her hopes seemed to be answered, as Raye pulled out her scissor blade and swung it. There was no where to dodge this time, so the blunt end easily hit its mark on the man's knee.

For the second time, a cracked echoed in the alley, although this time it was worse than before. A sick crunch that told anyone around that bone was definitely being broken. All the smugness in the man's face disappeared and he collapsed to the ground in agony.

Crack? She... hadn't expected that. Yeah, she'd figured he'd go down but seeing the knee actually break was a surprising sight.

Not one that was going to stop her though. Fueled by adrenaline and rage at seeing her friend hurt, Raye pressed forward, and delivered a sharp kick to the side of his head. And then another.

"Motherfucker!" She spat at him, flipping the Scissor Blade in her hands and holding it tightly. "Don't ever touch my friends again, you piece of shit!"

"That's enough! Raye!"

For once, she ignored the Kamui's shouting and held the Scissor Blade up over her head to bring down on her downed opponent....

Rakka felt herself flinch when the crack came. It was a disgusting sound, one she wouldn't forget for a while. But, she was still relieved that despite some injuries, the fight was over now.

Only, it seemed it wasn't. Rakka watched Raye as she kicked and beat the downed man. "Ah.... Raye? Raye, it's... it's over..."

But she didn't seem to be listening to her, which only made Rakka's worries worse when she raised her scissor blade above her head.

"Raye, don't do it!" Rakka shouted, trying to get her attention at least.

Raye couldn't hear either of them. Not really. Their voices were there but drowned out by the buzzing anger in her head and the thoughts and images of what these men might have done if she'd arrived only minutes later. They'd hurt her friend, they'd still been hurting her and if that had gone on....

Her heart hammered in her chest and the same relentless anger that had driven her to attack and fighting during the Wise Snake attack spurned her on here again, linking with something else that burned in her heart and her arms and called for her to destroy this threat to herself and her friend. Her shoe thudded into flesh and bone a few more times, she held her weapon tightly and began to swing it downward.

... When Rakka's last ditch shout broke through and she froze in mid-swing, eyes wide, breathing hard. Wait, when had she...? Didn't she say when she was fighting transformed that she didn't want to kill anybody? When had that turned into wanting to take off somebody's head.

"That's enough, Raye." Senketsu's voice rolled upward, quite and gentle. "You've already won this battle and done what you wanted to do. There's no reason to continue."

"R-right--" The point of the Scissor dropped to her side and she stepped back from the man, shaken, but she quickly recovered herself and looked toward the other girl, gingerly reaching a hand toward her. "Hey, let's get out of here."

Relief washed over Rakka as she saw Raye's weapon freeze, and eventually move away from the downed man. She'd wanted the mafia men to get their just desserts after what they'd done to the coffee shop, and especially now that they attacked her, but killing... it wasn't something she was prepared for. She'd hurt them, sure, but going past that almost scared her.

But, at last, they were the last two standing; they were bruised and battered and sore, but they were still standing. The alley was a mess now, Rakka's jacket completely destroyed, although she still had her hat and her staff. At this point, she didn't care about hiding her wings, she just wanted to go home.

"..." She stared at Raye's hand for a moment, reaching out for it with her own, showing a scrape up her arm from where she landed on the asphalt. She took it and stepped forward, embracing the other girl.

"Thank you..." She said quietly, her body shaking with quiet sobs. "Y-you saved me..."

It scared Raye a bit too. Not that she figured she'd really lose any sleep over that guy being dead but how far she'd almost gone. That anger was still simmering but she was at least in control now. In the end, while Rakka being in danger and pain had been what pushed her there, it had also been her voice that yanked Raye back from doing something drastic.

Her hand closed around Rakka's then she blinked in surprise when the winged girl suddenly closed in for a hug instead.

"H... hey." She hesitated when she felt Rakka crying against her and slowly wrapped her free arm around her shoulders, mindful of her wings. "Come on, save the waterworks, okay? We still have to get outta here."

Killing as a whole just wasn't something she was ready for. Rakka had barely fought anyone in her life before. She was so thankful that Raye had come to save her before things got worse, and she had managed to stop Raye before things got worse.

She didn't want to cry right now, it just stated happening. All the pent up anxiety, all the fear from earlier cascading over Rakka. There was no way she would forget what happened here, no matter how hard she tried.

But, she does pull away when Raye suggests it, still holding her hand. She nodded. "Y-yeah..." she sniffed. "Right. Let's... get out of here before anyone else shows up."

WELL HOPEFULLY THEY'LL NOTICE RAKKA WHEN SHE STEPS THROUGH THE STORE DOOR.

Her jacket is gone, wings exposed, and she appears to be covered in dirt and bruises. There's a scrape up her left arm too. Generally, she looks like she had been through quite a bit, and it showed on her face.

"Guys...? Are you home?"

It wasn't that she could blame her much for it. Rakka had been hurt worse and it was pretty obvious that Rakka wasn't much of a fighter... Raye would be surprised if Rakka had ever thrown a punch in her life. But this just wasn't the time, with a bunch of knocked out thugs around them. They had to go.

"Yeah." She gave Rakka a small smile, squeezing her hand before putting her Scissor away and after a thought dropping an arm around her shoulders again to lead her out of the alley.

She only looked back at the last guy one time to spit at him over her shoulder.

"Oh yeah, right here buddy!"

"We're just reorganizing so-

And then they noticed. Panic immediately set upon their eyes as Miria dropped the small plastic doll she was holding and Isaac the broom. They race over as quick as can be, FREAKING OUT.

"RAKKA!"

"HONEY!"

They aren't really. Sure what to do when they get there. If they touch her, will it hurt her? So they just hover over her nervously, feeling kind of useless.

Rakka looked up at both of them, sadness in her eyes and threatening to cause tears.

"I... I was in an alley, and all these mafia guys showed up." She trembled a little, already wiping her eyes. "I couldn't get away, and they started beating me up, and if Raye hadn't saved me..."

Yeah. She's sobbing now. Her afternoon had been very emotional.

Okay, they are totally setting fears aside now to wrap Rakka in the biggest goddamn hug of all time.

"Raye's a great friend like that...."

"She knows how to handle big ol' jerks who probably have no friends..."

"Because they're jerks."

"Yeah."

And you'd better believe Rakka is returning that hug with all she's got. There wont be a reply to their babbling for a while, of course, since Rakka has descended into inelegant blubbering. There will be many tear stains on both the Dians's clothes.

Those were gonna be there anyway. What with the crying the couple has failed to stop themselves from doing.

Damn it. Why is this happening. Why do great people like Jacuzzi and Rakka and Jasmine and Raye and everyone they know keep getting hurt. They've been so nice to the couple, the greatest friends they could ever manage to have. And people keep pulling things like this.

It just doesn't make sense to the Dians.

Their ramblings trail off and they just take a long, long moment to hug their surrogate daughter.

Bad things just kept happening to everyone, it would seem. It never got any easier either. When Rakka had been sent here, she thought things could be better for her, and for the most part, they were.

She'd gotten friends, and even people she really, really cared about. And the Dians... they'd become so much to her.

They were like family. And, as she hugged both of them tightly, she realized that she wouldn't be able to handle it if anything happened to one of them. So, she'd be here for them, their guardian angel who can't fly.

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