(Author's Note)

Hello everyone, and welcome to the first chapter of The rules of Survival, and to be honest, the original reason for this work of 'art' as one sarcastic man such as myself would say, is due to not really seeing anything like this in the Kamen Rider X Kill la Kill crossover section. (though it's not surprising seeing as there's really only five stories as of writing this)

So naturally, I thought why the fuck not! And now I'm typing this out!

...I need a better hobby.

So with that all said, let's begin!

(Note: Chapter takes it's sweet time setting things up, thanks for understanding!)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING! Kill la Kill is owned by Studio Trigger and anyone else who owns it I guess. Kamen Rider Amazons/Amazon Riders is owned by Toei Company, and I guess partially by Amazon Prime Video.

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"This better have been worth it." I muttered, opening the cardboard box in front of me with a boxcutter I had accidentally brought home from work one day and didn't bother bringing it back.

I pulled apart the top of the box, pulling out another cardboard box, Japanese characters strewn about the new box.

Opening that new box once more finally gave way to A black box, the words: DX Amazon Driver Set printed on it in some strange stylized cursive. A portrait shot of Kamen Rider Amazon Omega underneath the writing.

"...Freaking Premium Bandai…" I muttered. "No wonder people make fun of your high prices. You ship a box, inside another box."

"Side note, Ebay's a b*tch…" I said, looking at my phone to see the $600 transaction for the driver.

I opened up the final box, and luckily, I wasn't greeted by another box, but a select few items instead.

The first was the Amazon Driver, missing the faceplate of course. I then took out the faceplate to give it a once over.

"...Not bad…" I muttered, looking it over, before sliding it onto the driver in its Omega position.

"Jin was cool and all, but honestly, he's a bit of a dick…" I muttered, agreeing with my choice as I pulled out what I assumed was the Armlet.

Next was the tiny toy blade thing. That was looked at, then placed aside.

As I lifted the box to toss it aside, I heard the sound of something rolling around inside the box.

I tilted the box so the item could roll onto the table. A second later, a vial of something rolled out of the box.

It was a black creamy liquid, and I couldn't say for certain what it was supposed to be, though I was sure it wasn't supposed to be there.

I placed it down next to the driver, before trying to fit the Amazon Registrator onto my left bicep.

I tried to fit it, but even with the included extension, all it seemed to fit was my arm.

"Not going along with that…" I said, taking the registrator off and tossing it aside.

I grabbed the vial, before placing it in one of the front pouches of the black coat I was currently wearing.

I sighed, before picking up the Amazon Driver.

"Now then… is the belt in need of an extension?" I asked myself, snapping the two belt parts onto the driver.

As I went to place the belt on my person, a sudden knock at my door brought my attention away from putting on the belt, as I walked over to the door, before feeling the need to throw my shoes on, I grabbed the doorknob and opened the door.

What the response I got was to be firmly grabbed by the collar of my shirt, before being violently thrown out of my house, as I landed chest first as a sharp pain erupted around my left side of my chest, as I felt something seemingly stab into me, before I rolled over to look at what just happened.

A man in a white uniform with blue highlights walked over to me, a single star of sorts emblazoned onto his chest, as I was handed a letter, before he walked off.

I stood up, looking down at the letter, as I turned back to look at my house.

What I saw, was NOT my house, but in actuality, what seemed to be the front door to a bar.

"...What the fuck just happened?" I asked myself, as I scratched my head in disbelief, before looking down at the belt still loosely held in my hand.

I looked up, as I tried to get a bearing on the new surroundings I had just found myself in. I was sure this wasn't a dream, as the pain in my chest that was slowly spreading seemed to prove to me that it was, in fact, so not a dream.

"...Okay, for now, let's gravitate to the first thing I can…" I said to myself, pulling out the letter I was suddenly handed by the guy who I presumed threw me out of my house into… well, wherever I ended up.

I held the amazon driver under my arm, as I pulled the letter out of the envelope.

"Ehem… Dear Mr. Bridged, you have been selected as a lucky individual who will be transferring to Honnouji Academy effective immediately. Included is whatever you will need to arrive to the school safely. Once there, you will be given directions to your place of residence. Attendance is MANDATORY! Tardiness will not be tolerated! Sincerely, Ira Gamagōri." I said to myself, as I took out what I assumed were tickets for a ferry of sorts to wherever this 'Academy' was.

I stashed the tickets away in my wallet, before finally noticing that while standing there in the middle of the street looking like an idea, I had gathered a fair amount of attention.

I gave a passive look to a few people, finding a few who had eavesdropped on my silent reading of the letter, giving me a look of a mixture of congratulations, and worry.

I wouldn't find out why, until I arrived.

"Well, that was eventful." I muttered, walking off the boat, as I held my coat in my hand, pulling out small shards of glass from one of the front pockets.

So I had found out on the boat, that while I was being thrown onto the street, the vial I had obtained, most likely shattered on impact. The liquid was all but gone, though a fair amount had ended up staining my coat.

As I finally pulled out the last shard, I threw my coat back on, before making sure I still had the amazon driver with me.

The sound of horns filled my ears, as I looked over to the boat, as It slowly left port.

I turned around, before finding man in a similar kind of uniform to the one I had encountered before, the one who threw me into pavement. He looked me over, before nodding to himself, as he walked over and handed me a map of sorts, pointing me in the direction of what I assumed was my current housing.

As I walked forward, following the map, I felt a sense of unease, as I looked all around me, and found people looking at me with weary eyes.

It was also about this point that I discovered where I was to be housed. The slums of this city.

"You know, this probably isn't what most people expect to find as their housing when they're told they're being transferred to a new school…" I muttered. "Speaking of, I'm pretty sure I graduated last year… so why exactly am I going back again?"

I looked up to find what I assumed was to be my residence, finding what seemed to be a tool shed, nothing really big, but big enough to sleep maybe one. I probably would have been comfortable with a tent, to be honest.

I closed the door behind me as I sat down on the floor, taking in everything that had happened to me in the last few hours.

"Okay, so… I'm no longer in Ontario… well, Canada all together for that matter…" I muttered to myself, as I looked around at the single roomed place of residence, a lone backpack sitting comfortably on the worn out carpet floor.

"So that means…" I muttered to myself, before wincing as I took both my coat and shirt as I found a few glass shards from the vial sticking out of my chest. I wasn't really bleeding very heavily, only at a slow pace, so that was all good.

"...I'm not really that proficient with this sort of thing…" I muttered to myself, before standing up. "Well, I have a good… few hours before I should sleep so I can be ready for whatever awaits me tomorrow at this… academy…"

I opened up the backpack, before placing the Amazon Driver into the bag, not feeling safe leaving it alone in the slums, as I threw on my coat and shirt as I walked out of my 'house', looking for some sign of some sort of slum doctor that might know enough to help me out.

It's been about a 10 minutes, and I have yet to find anything that could most likely help me out. During this time, all I can say for certain, is that this group of kids had been trying to stealthily follow me.

The fact I noticed them explains how well they're going about this.

As I was walking, I soon found myself alone. I sighed, seeing the dead end in front of me, before turning to see the group of what I now could refer to as Street rats, as they looked at me like I was their next big score.

"Oh god dammit." I muttered, as I gave weary looks over the three street rats who were pointing their weapons at me threateningly. "So then… this the routine around here? If so, that's gonna get freaking old quick."

"Never seen you around here before, you must be new here then." Said the kid without any weapons on his form, from what I could tell. "I'm the great Lightning Speed Mataro! Seeing as you're new here, I'll explain to you how this will work!"

I felt myself deadpan at this.

"This neighborhood is my turf! Honnou Town Blind Alley; a dead end for lives and a feared hangout for drifters. If you want to get home in one piece, leave your wallet and go!" Said the now identified Mataro.

I paused for a second, before pulling out my wallet to check if I had anything of note in it. What I found was a bunch of receipts in what I assumed was english (which was a question for later) and a few I.D. cards and my scotiabank card. Nothing else.

I sighed, putting my wallet in one of my front pouches, as looked back at Mataro and his gang.

"I'm gonna be honest with you, I honestly don't got any cash on me. So this right here, is a giant waste of time." I said, looking at him. "I'm just looking someone with medical skills, that's it-"

Before I could finish, or have time for Mataro to understand what I was saying, a messenger bag of sorts slammed into Mataro's back, as he was put off balance as a girl in a blue and white uniform lunged after him, a shout of 'Hey!' was heard from her person as she slammed into Mataro, both rolling a bit before she put him in a pretty painful looking hold.

"Out shaking people after school again, I see!" Said the newcomer.

"Oh no, It's my big sister!" Mataro said in fear, his arm held by his sister in a way that made me think that one wrong movement, and that arm is most likely gonna be snapped in half.

"You can't get away! How many times do I need to tell you to stop mugging people! And now you're doing it after school!?" Said Mataro's sister.

"I'm sorry! I'll leave him alone! I'm leaving!" He said, as he and the rest of his gang ran off away from his sister.

Mataro's sister then turned to me, showing just how much taller I was then her. "Oh, I'm sorry! Are you knew around here?" She asked me.

"Uh, yeah… just arrived… a few hours… ago…" I said, still trying to process what just happened.

Mataro's sister seemed to nod in understanding, before she let out a gasp as she pulled my coat away from my left side, as I looked down to see that my bleeding had started showing through.

"...You uh… wouldn't happen to know anyone who could help with that… would you?" I asked, with a raised eyebrow.

She seemed to instantly nod, before grabbing my arm as she started sprinting to wherever I assumed someone who could help me was. All the while, I was basically waving through the air like a flag.

As we reached the location, I looked up to read a sign.

"Mankanshoko Back-Alley Clinic… How exactly did I miss this place?" I muttered to myself, as the girl who still was holding my hand led me inside.

"I'm home!" She yelled out, as a woman who I swear had her eyes closed look… turned her head towards us.

"Ah, Mako! Who's this?" She asked.

"This is… Ah! Wait, I never got your name!" Mako said, as she turned to me.

"Oh right, sorry. I'm Bryce." I said, giving a slight wave with my right hand.

"Is daddy busy?" Asked Mako, as she pointed at the bloody spot on my shirt.

Mrs. Mankanshoko's eyes opened at the sight of the now bigger blood spot on my shirt as she quickly turned around and pulled open a nearby sliding door, as an overweight man around my height walked into view.

"Daddy, you gotta patient!" Said Mako, as he looked at me, then at the blood mark on my shirt.

"How long have you been bleeding?" He asked me.

"Uh… maybe a few minutes. The wounds didn't really seem to have been bleeding until only recently." I said, as I was dragged into a side room, and had my shirt pulled off, as he looked at the glass shards still stuck in me. "Wasn't really all that… sure of myself to pull those out without making it worse."

He nodded, as he quickly got to work taking out the shards of glass, before wrapping my torso in wrappings. He was rather quick with that sort of thing actually.

"Don't move too much, it might agitate your wounds." Said Mr. Makanshoko, as I nodded rubbing a hand over the wrappings that were tightly wrapped around my form.

I looked up at Mr. Makanshoko. "So about my payment…"

"There's no need, think of it as an apology for Mataro's behaviour earlier today." Said Mr. Makanshoko. "Besides, it looks like you're a new friend of Mako's, so it's fine by me!"

I sweatdropped. "I wouldn't go that far yet…" I said, before standing up and grabbing my coat. "But at this point I'd say it's probably best I head home for the night."

"Safe travels then." Said Mr. Makanshoko. "Do stop by if you need anything!"

I nodded to him, as I turned around and walked out, finding Mako waiting by the door.

"You go to Honnouji Academy right?" I asked Mako.

"Yep!" She chirped.

"I start tomorrow. I guess I'll see you then." I said, smiling as I left the house and started walking home, my bag hung over my shoulder.

It was dark. It was cold. It was tight.

Most importantly, it was an enclosure.

A sense of unrest was gathering inside the cage, as a green humanoid laid on the ground, as it slowly rose, looking out of the metal bars at me, as I stared into the cage with the same amount of curiosity.

I slowly walked into the faint light, finding myself staring at a red eyed version of myself, as the other me licked it's lips, it's skin slowly turning green, before it slammed its hands against the bars.

"Gah!" I awoke with a start, my heartbeat pumping adrenaline into my bloodstream as I took a moment to calm down. "...What the hell kind of dream was that…?"

I stood up, looking down at the wrappings I had received from Mr. Makanshoko yesterday.

"...It SHOULD be fine to take them off now…" I said, slowly peeling off the cloth to make sure that if it wasn't fine to take these off, I could quickly tighten them back up myself.

To my relief, I was completely healed, no signs of the shards being there in the first place were seen. I tossed the wrappings aside, as I threw my shirt and coat on, not noticing the dried black liquid that was soaked into the wrappings.

I grabbed my bag and left the shack. I quickly asked for directions to Honnouji Academy, only to get weird stares. Finally someone just shook their head, pointing to the giant structure that was most likely the tallest building in the area.

"...You know, now I see why the people here saw me as an idiot." I muttered to myself, as I slowly walked towards the building, not noticing the commotion that was taking place next to me, involving a girl, and a familiar group of street rats I had met yesterday.

"...Holy shit…" I said aloud, looking up at the dangling body hanging by his wrists as an example, his body both naked and bruised. There was a wood board hung on his chest, a warning to all.

"This is a naked pig who dared to defy Honnouji Academy. As such, justice was dealt, eh?" A female voice said to my left, as I turned to see a girl with black hair and a single red stripe standing next to me, looking up at the 'example' as well. "The city's dangerous, but this school is just as bad, I see."

"Interesting. Something tells me I'll find some leads here." She seemed to pay me no mind, as she walked off into the school grounds.

"...Well, that was… interesting." I said to myself, standing there looking like an idiot, before looking down at the watch on my wrist. "...Well, better head on to class."

I quickly walked into the large open area that was Honnouji Academy's courtyard, as I looked up to see a tall tower of sorts standing tall above all of us.

"Not bad…" I whistled, impressed. "Now then… what class am I in again?"

I looked to my right, seeing a teacher with messy blue hair gesturing me over. I complied as he looked me over.

"Bryce Bridged… Right?" He asked.

"...Uh, yeah? And you are…?" I asked.

"I'm your homeroom teacher, come with me. There's another transfer waiting outside the classroom." He said, as he motioned me to follow him.

"This is Ryuko Matoi, and Bryce Bridged, who have transferred into second year class K today." Said the homeroom teacher, as I gave a side glance at Ryuko to find her doing the same before quickly looking at the class.

I turned to look for any empty seats finding one either side of-

"Ryuko! Ryuko!" Mako suddenly said, pointing at one of the empty desks next to her. "Over here, over here! This desk is free!"

"Oh." Ryuko muttered, looking at Mako.

"You know each other?" I asked.

"I wouldn't say that we're acquaintances exactly…" Ryuko said.

"Well, that's how Mankanshoko is. That'll be your seat then." Said the teacher. "Bridged, there's an empty desk behind Ryuko's seat, you'll take that."

"Got it." I muttered, walking over and taking a seat behind Ryuko, as Mako started going off on a tangent. I ignored it, since I had nothing to really do with it.

"All right, let's begin the lesson." Said the teacher as I felt my eyes close a tad. "With the Nazi rise to power, Germany became-"

My eyes seemed to snap open as I bolted up, seeing people leave that classroom, Mako also still asleep.

I shook my head, before grabbing my bag and nudging Mako to wake her up, before quickly leaving the room.

As I was walking, I barely had time to dodge to the side as the sound of a homing Mako flew past me, as the other transfer, Ryuko, just seemed to slide a bit to the left, as Mako seemed to completely miss her, and rolled into a cluster of garbage cans.

"...What the hell?" I said aloud, as Ryuko looked at me, before back at Mako as the young Makanshoko just seemed to bounce back up.

"Aw, why'd you dodge me?" Asked Mako, as Ryuko turned and walked into the courtyard. With nothing better to do, I followed.

"It's normal to dodge something that comes flying at you from out of nowhere, isn't it?" Ryuko asked.

"I was just giving my bestie a hug!" Mako said.

"Bestie?" Ryuko said in confusion.

"We're desk neighbours, so let's try to get along, okay?" Said Mako, before she seemed to realize something and turned to face me. "Oh! Bryce! You're also a desk neighbour as well!"

I just paused as I gave an uneasy look. "...Yeah… That I am." I turned to Ryuko. "So… since we're on this track of getting to know each other… What's in the guitar case?"

"Oh! That's right! Do you play the guitar?" Mako asked Ryuko, taking the attention off me. "Play it! Come on, Play! I'll sing!"

I watched with bemusement as Mako started singing into a fake banana mike as she tried balancing on top of her bag.

"Calm down." Ryuko said to Mako. "I want to ask you something. Who's the top dog at this school?"

"Why that's-" Before Mako could finish, she suddenly grabbed both of us and forced us into a bowing position. " Watch out! Bow, bow!"

I looked down the line to see every student had ended up forming a straight row, as a bright light at the end of the row shined down on us, as a hulking man in a strange variant of the male uniform walked out of the light, three stars like the one star that was emblazoned on the guy who gave me the letter to begin with.

"Is he a big shot?" Asked Ryuko, as she squatted down looking at the big guy.

"Yeah, he's a three-star." Said Mako.

"Three-star?" I asked in confusion.

"Yep, that's disciplinary committee chair Ira Gamagoori, one of the elite four of the student council." Said Mako. "Compared to us no-star commoner students, he's a super elite who's three whole ranks above us."

"No-star?" Ryuko asked.

"Right." Mako said. "Our school uniforms have amazing powers, and it's incredible when you wear one. They give you superhuman power."

"So super clothing huh… that's neat…" I said, now resting on one of my knees.

"They're called goku uniforms and they run from One-Star to Three-Star." Said Mako. "Student Council President Satsuki Kiryuin bestows Goku Uniforms based on a student's abilities."

"Long story short, they're awesome! Got all that?" Mako asked.

"So in other words, the top dog here is that Student Council President?" Asked Ryuko.

"Sounds like it…" I muttered, before my eyes were suddenly blinded as the already bright light shined ever brighter.

"Ah, speak of the devil! That's Lady Satsuki there!" Said Mako, as my eyes adjusted to see a tall girl in a white suit, sharing the white and blue colour scheme that was plastered on basically every uniform at the school. Her hair was a silky black, that seemed to go down to her waist. In her right hand, she carried a sword of some sort. The thing that unfortunately drew my attention the most about her, was her ginormous freaking eyebrows!

As I kneeled frozen, unsure whether or not I would suddenly blurt out something about eyebrows, a sudden movement to my left, as I saw Ryuko suddenly get out of her squatting position and stand up in the way of this Satsuki Kiryuin.

The reaction was unanimous. Everyone currently bowing had their jaws dropping at the sight of the transfer student standing in the way of the student council president. I was kneeling, therefor, wasn't jaw dropped, but was still wide eyed at this.

"So, I hear you're the queen bee at this school." Said Ryuko, hands in her pocket. "I have a question for you."

A couple of students looked at Ryuko in rage, as I felt a bead of sweat run down my forehead.

"Bitch! How dare you?" Yelled one of them, as they all lunged at Ryuko, only for her to smack them all aside with her guitar case.

Almost immediately, the guitar case opened up, as Ryuko pulled out a red object of some sort, spinning it around in her hands for a few seconds before the object slammed to a halt, a giant red half of a scissor currently being pointed at the Student Council President.

"...That's a big scissor…" I said, processing what I just witnessed.

"It's a huge scissor!" Mako exclaimed, now standing with her hands on her face in an 'OMG' pose.

"That's right. This is half of a giant pair of scissors. I'm looking for the owner of the other half." Said Ryuko. "Prez, I noticed you were shocked to see this just now. You've seen it before, haven't you? You've seen my scissor blade!"

"And what if I have?" Asked Satsuki, as I felt the temperature drop a few degrees at her tone of voice.

Ryuko's eyes lightened up in realization. "The way she said that… You're the woman with the Scissor Blade, aren't you!?"

Ryuko seemed to snap, as she launched forwards, grabbing her blade in a stance to attack Satsuki.

Only, she was met halfway, by a giant boxing glove.

"TEK! KEN! FUN! SAI!" Shouted a voice, as Ryuko was launched into a hoard of identical one stars, as I felt my instincts flare up as I grabbed Mako and pulled us to the ground, as the one stars around where Ryuko smashed into were sent flying.

I looked up, letting go of Mako as I felt my heart start pumping harder.

"Fukuroda, eh?" Satsuki said, as the man who had just punched Ryuko so hard people were sent flying stood up.

"Yes, Ma'am. Boxing club president Takaharu Fukuroda." Said Takaharu. "Permit me to finish off this insolent wench!"

"She is yours." Said Satsuki, as I turned my head to where Ryuko had landed.

"Stand aside, you bastards!" Shouted Ryuko, as she pushed the one stars out of her way, charging at Takaharu, swinging her scissor blade down, only to have it harmlessly bounce off of Takaharu's boxing glove.

"That glove is made of iron?" Ryuko asked, banged up a fair bit.

"Don't you even know your uniforms?" Asked Takaharu.

"You're not even wearing a uniform!" Ryuko said, as I felt my breathing start to get heavier.

"To Boxers, these gloves and trunks are our uniform!" Shouted Takaharu. "As well as the Athleticism-augmented Two-Star Goku Uniform given to me by Lady Satsuki!"

"Imbue even ordinary gloves with the power of a Goku Uniform and they will possess the strength of steel." Said Takaharu, as I felt myself wince, realizing Ryuko was smacked around by what was essentially, a wrecking ball.

"I don't really follow you, but if they're made of iron, I guess I don't need to pull my own punches." Said Ryuko, flipping her Scissor blade so that the sharp side was pointing at the ground.

"Pull your punches!? Don't you dare slight me!" Exclaimed Takaharu.

"Uh oh…" I said, as I saw Takaharu throw a punch that seemed to split into a thousand small boxing gloves, all impacting Ryuko with precise movements.

"Left jab that rules the world!" Takaharu shouted. "And then a left hook! And then a right upper!"

Takaharu seemed to appear underneath Ryuko, as he pulled his right arm back, before swinging it upwards, sending Ryuko sky high, the battered form of the transfer student crashing back down seconds later.

I felt my breathing get more rapid, as I put a hand to my chest, my deep breaths now audible. I suddenly felt drops of water land on my shoulder as I looked up to see it had started raining pretty heavily.

"I thought you might prove slightly amusing, but you're just a fool who has no idea how to wield that scissor properly. How dull." Satsuki said, as she turned around and started walking away.

"Not so fast!" Ryuko said, pushing herself into a sitting position, looking very exhausted. "You do know something, don't you!?"

"Mind your tongue!" Takaharu said, as his feet connected with Ryuko's face, as she seemed to remain stuck there. "You're nowhere near worthy of addressing Lady Satsuki directly!"

Ryuko finally seemed to hit the ground, as Lady Satsuki stopped walking away. "Confiscate that scissor." Said Satsuki.

"Yes, ma'am." Said Takaharu.

The sound of metal hitting concrete was heard, as I looked back to Ryuko standing up, using the blade as support.

"No! This is the one thing I'll never hand over!" Ryuko said. "Never!"

I felt my hand curl up, as I looked down at it and felt something in the back of my mind start worming it's way to the forefront.

I looked up at Takaharu laughing at Ryuko, before I felt something inside me take over, as I seemed to tap into some kind of adrenaline, appearing beside Takaharu in a split second, before my fist connected to his face, sending the man off balance as I continued with an uppercut that sent him back a few feet.

I felt myself shaking, as I turned to Ryuko, giving a silent message of 'Get out of here!'.

Ryuko seemed to snap out of her stupor, as she quickly booked it.

"Huh? Ryuko! You're leaving already!?" Mako called to Ryuko, as I felt my legs bend as I looked at the Boxer with some sort of… hunger?

The sound of an engine caught my attention, as I turned to see Ryuko steal a scooter of sorts, before I felt something hard impact the back of my neck.

Everything went black at that very moment.

"Transfer Student! Can you hear me?" This was the first thing I woke up to as I looked out, finding myself hanging upside down, restrained. My bag nowhere in sight.

"One hour from now, the execution of both of your friends will be carried out!" Shouted Takaharu, as I felt my eyes widened. I was awake now. "As shared responsibility for your crime of treason against Honnouji Academy!"

"If you want to stop it, quit sulking and show yourself!" Shouted Takaharu, as I looked to my left, or… my right? Being upside down hurts my brain…

Mako seemed to let out a shriek of terror, as she tried desperately to keep her skirt from falling down anymore than it already had. "Mako's in a big pinch! Everyone can see my panties, plain as day! I'm not even wearing my sexy painties today!"

"Mako! Calm down!" I exclaimed, the feeling from earlier today creeping back up.

"Bryce! They dragged you into this as well!?" Mako asked, still squirming around.

"...That… is probably an adequate definition of the situation we're in right now." I said, swallowing.

"Bring out the boiler!" I heard Takaharu exclaim, as I turned to see a group of one stars bringing out a fish tank looking thing, with a stove top underneath it, the water boiling.

"Look!" Shouted Takaharu, as he pulled out a shrimp.

"I don't like where this is going…" I muttered, tugging against the restraints.

Takaharu patted the shrimp in some kind of bread, before dipping it in the boiler, what came out… well, let's just say that this was NOT the first thing that came to mind for an 'execution.'

The chorus of people exclaiming that it was now 'fried shrimp' gave a perfect reason for Mako and I to start freaking out more.

"We will start with the girl!" Shouted Takaharu, as the boiler was moved underneath Mako.

"No! If I get that much oil on it, my uniform's going to be totally see-through!" Mako shouted.

"Priorities Mako! Please!" I shouted, tugging hard against the restraints, my breathing becoming more erratic.

A sudden gust of wind caught my attention, as I saw a robed figure jump into the air, before slamming her foot down onto a no-star, before doing the same thing again and again, making her way towards us.

A sudden flash of red was seen, as the hooded figure slammed into Mako's restraints.

"Ryuko!" I heard Mako exclaim, before the sound of creaking metal was heard.

"Hold on tight!" Ryuko said, as she jumped away from the one-stars that lunged at her, leading to those pour souls getting covered in that bread stuff, before being plunged into the boiler, coming out as fried dicks.

I looked up, seeing Ryuko and a now safe Mako, spin through the air, landing a few feet away from Takaharu.

"So you've come, transfer student!" Exclaimed Takaharu.

"Using a hostage is playing dirty!" Said Ryuko. "Two is overkill."

"Thank you!" I shouted from my still restrained position.

"I thought you were a boxer. If you are, then let's settle this one on one!" Ryuko shouted.

"I don't recall recruiting you as a club member, but as you wish!" Said Takaharu. "But your other friend doesn't get off that easily, he to has been charged with treason against Honnouji Academy."

"Of course I have…" I muttered, as my breathing started to get heavy again.

The sound of a bell being struck seemed to indicate that start of round one, as Takaharu seemed to be all to confident in himself.

"I'm gonna haze you like a newbie!" He shouted, sending out a torrent of left jabs, each of them bouncing off the ring and rebounding into Ryuko.

"How do you like it? The squared circle is overflowing with my flood of left jabs!" Said Takaharu.

"And… he… moves into a right straight! But it's really a corkscrew!" He exclaimed, his right boxing glove becoming some sort of drill, as it closed in on Ryuko. "Tek! Ken! Fun! Sai!"

Now I know what you might be thinking? How dead is she? She's actually a lot more fine then I'd imagine you'd be after an attack like that, but I think she wishes she were dead after this.

The robes Ryuko was wearing seemed to explode off her, as she was left standing in this weird red and black sailor suit looking suit, only if it showed WAY more skin than necessary.

The people in the crowd seemed to explode at this, while I just seemed to start struggling harder against the restraints, a presence familiar, yet unnerving seemed to start taking over.

"W-w-wha-!?" Takaharu was dumbstruck, as he stared at Ryuko in her basically naked state. "What sort of outfit is that!?"

"Quit Gawking!" Ryuko responded, a heavy blush on her face.

"Y-you're trying to distract me with it's sexiness!" Takaharu exclaimed.

"I'm not wearing this cause I want to!" Ryuko exclaimed.

"How dare you! You're mocking boxing! No, all sports!" Takaharu shouted.

"I am not!" Shouted Ryuko.

Takaharu seemed to step back, as he seemed to reach for his pants. "All right, then. In that case, I'll take the liberty of undressing, too."

"Hey! Now you're the one who's mocking it!" Ryuko exclaimed, before the sound of snapping chains were heard.

"I'll take off the soft gloves that I had been wearing for away bouts." Said Takaharu, leaving Ryuko jaw dropping at this.

"What!?" Ryuko exclaimed.

"Behold! These are the real Honnouji Academy Boxing Club President Athleticism-augmenting Two-Star Gloves!" Takaharu exclaimed, the glove looking more like a metal box with spikes poking out of every end. "If I didn't wrap them, students from other schools would be too scared to fight me. But having them out for all to see like this fills me with even more strength."

"This… Is… A… Goku… Uniform!" Takaharu exclaimed at the top of his lungs.

"Even someone like me who doesn't know the rules can see that's illegal." Said Ryuko. "But still… you're on."

The bell was hit once more, round two had begun. I think I'm losing feeling in my legs now.

"I don't know what you had hidden in that cloak you were wearing, but now that you're half naked, I'm going to rip what little fabric remains to shreds and send you flying!" Takaharu shouted, going for the same attack as before.

While everyone seemed to expect the uniform to basically disintegrate upon contact, in actuality, it was Takaharu's glove that seemed to shatter apart.

"W-What!?" Takaharu exclaimed. "My glove!"

"Your glove isn't the only thing that turns to steel! So does my outfit!" Shouted Ryuko.

It's dark again, I'm not passed out, I can still barely hear what's happening, but it's not what I seem to be focusing on.

I'm back in that jail cell. I don't see anything inside it, but I do hear something.

There's a sudden growl, as my eyes widen at what was once a mirror image of myself, as instead of the red eyed version of me, some kind of creature stands before me.

And suddenly, I feel very hungry.

Why… does it hurt?

What… smells so… good?

I feel myself struggle against the restraints again, this time, the sound of bending metal is heard.

I look back to the fight between Ryuko and Takaharu, seeing them both staring at me with shock.

I on the other hand… am looking at a meal.

I feel my tongue involuntarily trace my lips, as I clench my hand shut, an inaudible growl escaping my throat as I struggle on the restraints.

The Inaudible growls turn into full on roars, as I start violently struggling against the restraints.

At this exact moment, I was back to the cage, only for the bars to be torn off and-

Suddenly, I feel something inside me snap, as I let out a scream of pain, as I finally break free of the restraints. My eyes changing from their natural green colour, to a blood red.

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As the restraints fall, I land on my left hand, before I shoot myself high into the air, steam exploding outwards as he lands on the ground, steam still barreling off him.

Taking a step back, both Ryuko and Takaharu look at him unsure, as a green form walks out of the steam, hunched over as if ready to pounce at any second.

This creature, green in colour, seemed to be looking at them as prey would. The body looked to have been some sort of armour, but it looked to… organic. What looked like red spikes seemed to stick out of the beast, forming what looked to be a ribcage, while also giving his limbs something sharp to attack with.

Omae wa dare da? Ore no naka no ore

Red bug like eyes stared down the two life fiber wearing individuals, the reptilian looking head of the creature unnerving several onlookers.

Kage ni kakureta sono sugata misero!

The steam seems to stop evaporating around him, as he stares down his first victim.

Oh...soudou no derivation

His breathing is slow, yet precise, as he slowly starts to walk to the left, still facing the Boxing Club President.

Fureru karada akaku kirikazami

His head snaps to Ryuko, who had taken a step back without warning.

Kokoro wa doko da? Itami sagashite mo

Satsuki looks down at this development from above, a calculating look on her face.

Oh...shinzou ga hotobashiru dake

He seems to look back at Takaharu, before screeching loudly, leaning back as it's roar echoes across the entirety that is Honnouji Academy.

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