Dance of the Butterfly ( For Tanosh )

It seemed that the sky was busy trying to show itsself through out the thick grey clouds that occupied it, a light amount of rain was dropping down everywhere, there was not a single hint of a quiet night today because with that rain came thunder.. It was still far from the city but it was approaching. Despite the bad weather still far away, there was a scream that came from the park near the AFW building. A panicked woman ran out of the park with her dog in her arms, she was horrified at what was going on at the center of the park. Two girl's seemed to be fighting eachother, with another one who was unconsious on the floor. There was one with a bright orange jacket, black bikini underneath, numerous of tattooes around her upper body, black denim pants and boots that came up to her knees. She was fighting two other girl's, the one that stood out the most was a girl with quite a unique hairstyle, purple glowy eyes, an odd purple spider like top and white baggy pants.

One of the ganging girl's tried to hit the oriental girl right in the face but the girl managed to take off her guitar that was behind her back and use it to block the punch, almost breaking her attacker's fist. She quickly moved to send a quick chop to her opponent's throat to knock out all of her oxygen and temporarily cut off her breathing, kicking her to the ground. Now it was just between the two unique girl's, throwing her guitar away and getting into her stance. " Juri.. I expected better from you.. Joining the Era of Hell..? Have you gone insane!? "

Her opponent was named Juri, still fresh from the same wrestling federation the girl was in. "Koumei, your entire strategy is failing today! " Juri quickly ran to Koumei, who had no chance to defend herself and could only absorb the expert kick Juri initiated, making Koumei stagger backwards and clutch her face, dropping the guitar she held and was completely open for the first time!

A storm was brewing, and Koumei had slipped away after their second chess match in the park. Her last move in the game had left Yi quite bewildered as there seemed no strategic gain for making it, in fact it was actually a quick way for Koumei to lose the game. Lady Lu had fallen into deep thought, pondering any tactical advantage that Koumei may have gleaned from opening herself up to defeat. When the historian finally decided it was just a poor move, she looked up to question Koumei what had possessed her to make such a play, only to find that the woman was gone. A boom of thunder in the distance made Yi worry about what might have happened to her friend, and so she began searching.

Searching until she heard a scream come from a more central location in the park. The Chinese woman left the game and lifted her feather fan from the table. Something was greatly amiss, and she would certainly get to the bottom of it. The coming storm but some haste into the woman's steps as she got closer to what sounded like a tussle... there was a wall of shrubbery between her and the apparent action so she couldn't tell if this was were Koumei had gone off to or not. Creeping closer, she heard the distinct sound of a guitar being punched... obviously Koumei's. Things must have been going well. But then Juri was named, and the sickening sound of a body dropping and a guitar hitting the ground suggested things may not have been going so well. Yi needed more information... and trusted Koumei to handle herself for a few moments more.

The former sailor began to push into the bushy shrubs and make her way through to get a look without revealing herself. Hopefully the sound of the gusting winds would hide the sounds of her entering the branches and working in to see better just who was fighting Koumei, and how many there were.

The force of the kick was so great that it actually made Koumei's legs tremble, either from weakness or fear, Juri had managed to destroy Koumei's resolve and stance with just one kick! Koumei was desperately now, she took a few more steps back, trying to get back into the fight or retreat, the blow didn't help her think straight within a flash Juri was right infront of her, Koumei's eyes widening with shock and saw a kick coming straight to her face, quickly ducking low and past Juri, wanting to attack but Juri had something else in plan. " Here's a nice finisher you know! "

Within a flash Juri's leg moved back and send it up hard and swift to the girl's chin, Koumei coming to a dead stop from that hit, her arms immidiatly falling limp. Juri brought her leg back, standing straight as Koumei stumbled backwards, close to falling onto her back. Juri couldn't help but smirk. " The high and mighty Komei.. Famous for her style of fighting, now just a puppet that is about to fall! " The loud sound of thunder came down after Juri's last word. Koumei was about to fall, the legendary stragetist from her country had failed this battle and soon enough she fell onto her knees, her head hanging low and she was about to fall onto her stomach... Then as the lightning struke near them and made the entire park flash, Juri was once again infront of Koumei and slammed her knee hard against the girl's head, not even a cry or gasp came from Koumei as she was catapulted backwards and onto her back, her eyes completely closed, looking like she was unconsious, Juri silently walking up towards her.

And the bottom dropped out. The clouds opened up and heavy drops of rain poured down upon the area, almost instantly drenching all of the players. Two adversaries and Koumei could be counted easily, and from the looks of things there was no sign of any other ambushes prepared. She revealed herself, especially since the Juri girl was facing Koumei. Slowly, she closed the distance and dropped her knee into the girl who had first dropped, pressing her knee into the girl's throat to make sure she was entirely passed out. Sure, Juri was focused on Koumei directly, which meant she likely wouldn't notice as Yi made her approach.

That feather fan was shifted from the fist grip to a more accurately controlled fan grip. Her left hand rose and touched Juri on the shoulder as Juri stood over the crumpled strategist. "Hello," if Juri turned to look at Yi, the feather fan was sent out as a slash across Juri's eyes. And why wouldn't she? She was distracted, fully focused on Koumei, and in a position of what appeared to be absolute power. Sure, it was just feather fan, nothing special, but raking anything across the eyes would cause temporary blindness and pain.

Juri was about to finish off Koumei, who was bleeeding from the forehead and the side of her lip, the girl was really in bad shape after fighting the three of them, the two girl's Koumei had taken out were infact out of it but Yi's attack made one of them just sleep a little longer then intended. Juri was about to pick Koumei up when she was touched on the shoulder, turning to see who it was and noticed Yi, who was a strange for Juri but then came the fan that grazed against her eyes, immidiatly a sharp cry of pain came from her, stumbling away from Yi and Koumei and clutched her face with both hands, unable to open her eyes as the seemed to burn alot.

" G-Gaahh.. What the hell!? Who are you!? "

As Juri stumbled back to clutch her eyes and demanded to know who the new woman was, Yi stepped in with her left foot and raised her right leg in a side thrust kick. She said nothing as she moved, not deeming the woman worthy of speech. There is also the fact that Lu Zhou Yi simply avoided talking while fighting. After all, the fighter who focuses on talking and not on the fight loses the fight and thus the conversation. Her magma red eyes remained on Juri's face as she kept moving in, sending her left fist to connect with Juri's face after she should have been focusing now on her stomach and still not seeing.

Jury was left defenseless, taking the kick into her stomach, making her stumble back further and clutch her stomach, which was enough for the punch to hit her right in the face, finally falling backwards and onto her rear, one hand clutching her face and the other her stomach, panting out softly underneath her hand, trying her best to reopen her eyes ad fixate her vision to see where that girl was.

"Koumei..." she said as she knelt to one knee beside her friend. Magma eyes remained on Juri as the stranger hit the ground. Yi's right hand went to Koumei's face, "your friend seems a little disrespectful, do you mind if I cut in?" she asked as her thumb gently caressed the girl's cheek, hoping there was just enough consciousness left in the girl to let her answer. Pouring rain soaked those long tails of hair and matted them to her coveralls.

When Juri began to stir, Yi would stand back up to meet her, knowing that her surprise was ruined now. Yi was not confident that she was better than Juri, but Juri had not witnessed Yi make techniques, which meant the woman didn't know what to expected. Of course, the rain itself could be an effective ally for the strategist as well.

Koumei's eyes did flutter and opened them, though they were mostly closed, she could hear Yi's voice.. And something that looked like Yi though er eyes were blurry, though it was a pathetic sound, she managed to speak out. " ...Go...... Ahead.. " The blood was being removed thanks to the rain, not moving an inch.

Juri recovered swiftly, her eyes opened to show that fierce glow in them, flipping herself onto both feet perfectly and rubbed the side of her neck, walking up towards Yi like nothing happened. " You're dead. " Then suddenly she rushed towards Yi with blinding speed, it looked like the rain wasn't slowing her down, trying to send a harsh knee strike towards the girl's stomach.

As Juri came in, Yi waited for the woman to make her approach. Her stance shifted back to primarily upon her right foot though she led with her left side. The attack was almost transparent for Yi to read, her feet rocked a bit and she took a half step back to protect herself from the knee. Every attack had a certain range and a certain use. Knee attacks were often powerful but extremely range limited. Her left hand dropped in a chicken head strike (one where all the fingers were pressed together into a single point of contact. This strike would be directed to the inside of the leg where the top and bottom thigh muscles did not fully cover the thigh bone itself. Here was a brilliant chakra point that would ignite into pain if the strike was successful.