Me, My Weapon, and a... 2 Ton Bear!?

[Koga Akane]

The outskirts of the village held many wondrous natural occurrences within its forests. For Akane, something about it always calmed her nerves but lit a kindling inside her at the thought of hunting and survival. The warmth of the campfire she sat at brought her comfort but not even an hour after resting the forest began to shake. Akane cocked her head to the side to look past the moss-covered trees. Brown hues widened at the sight of a massive bear nearly the size of the two story academy meander past the trees into view. A beastly roar shook the earth as it stood on two legs, branding its white rune across its chest and belly.

From the looks of it the beast wasn’t looking for its cubs. With ferocity it lunged forwards with raised paws. “Holy shi-!” Akane instinctively jumped backward to avoid the beast's wide swipe. With some distance between them Akane held out her right hand at her side. Flurries of gold essence gathered around her hand, beginning to form her signature weapon. With expertise the large spear twirled in her hand before the spearpoint aimed directly at the bear's heart. Her grip around the polearm tightened, her heels dug into the dirt and her mind began to clear from all distractions. Her attention locked onto the center of the beast's chest. “I’ll show you the true definition of a broken heart.” She smirked.

The beast stood on two legs to let out another ground-shaking roar, and at that moment Akane lurched forward. There was that flicker of confidence that craved to take the beast by surprise. She dashed through her campfire which sent kindling and fiery debris everywhere. She felt the spear pierce through that hardened chest, however something was off. The blood staining her spear wasn’t nearly what she had in mind. Another defiant roar bellowed out and with devastating strength a massive right bear paw swiped at Akane. A plethora of eyes opened up inside of her, forcing power into her weapon Akane had been fast enough to pull her spear from its chest. She performed an impaling counter in the knick of time, at the cost of slashing her left arm open. Luck stood at her side, enough to impale the beast's paw and not become sliced salami.

Akane hopped back in a panic. In the heat of battle she always subconsciously held her breath. A horrid trait which always left her tense. She exhaled than inhaled, letting air pool back into her lungs and release in steady breaths she had to think quickly. The thunder of the beast's footsteps shook the forest. The fire that encased her brown hues grew wild. Backed to a corner of rocks Akane’s primal instincts took over. Fight or flight, but she’d never been known to back down. Her breathes grew heavier and again her spiral twirled in her hand before both hands gripped the pole with all their might.

Pearly white teeth grit together, brown hues dilated as allotted all her might and brainpower to focus on three points. The beast's hands, heart and head. It rose up once again, the gravel beneath her feet agitated as she blasted forward. A bloody barrage of dynamic pokes sliced and cut up the beast. Beast-blood spewed out and around, painting the ground, clothes and face of both contenders. Another right swipe tried to connect with her but this time she foresaw it. Akane dodged backward and onto the rockets that cornered her. With chakra infused to her feet she bounded off the rock. Her spear ruptured the hard skin and fur of the beast's paw. The sound of flaying tendons fueled her to press onward. As she continued forward through the air she retracted her spear and made one final attempt on the beast. Akane managed to fly overhead of the massive bear with her spear held high. It began to glow a radiant blue-gray hue as if absorbing her soul-essence through it. A wicked grin appeared on her lips and a beastly roar of her own mimicked the bears. The spear point lurched forward faster than a bolt of lightning to the top of its head.

Thick blood spewed from the top of its skull like a punctured soda. Akane stood valiantly atop its head and back like a victorious gladiator if only for a moment. Rage consumed the beast. Violently, the beast bucked to get Akane off of them and she was wise enough to bail out. Akane dodged backward with spear in hand watching adamantly as the beast convulsed and spased. Another violent rock shook the earth before it stormed away, felling trees as it presumably ran back to its hidey hole.

Akane propped herself up with her polearm. Her right hand clutched her sliced arm to stop the bleeding, if only a little. “Run… Coward…” She murmed out, noticing her eyes growing listless. The voice in her mind remained silent. Akane had to get to the village. If she passed out from blood loss here she was as good as food for when the beast came back.​

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