Hidden Intent

Chapter 11

        Fist's body lay motionless on the ground, his clothes charred from the attack. Kid

watched while circling the body of fist before mindlessly beginning to crawl towards it. 

 As he got closer, his eyes switched from Fist to his baseball bat. An evil, animalistic grin began

to form on his face, an acknowledgment of the act that was to come. Kid's right hand slowly

approached the metal bat, savoring the last few inches between it and him. 

"AHAHAHA!!" , Kid screamed as his hand touched the bat.

        The remaining electrical discharge flowed through his body, sending him flying back across

the field landing in the wet grass. Everything went quiet as the storm begans to calm down,

leaving both the bodies of Fist and Kid, motionless on the ground.  

        As the the minutes ticked away, movement could be seen on the field as one of the

combatants sprang back to life. He breathed heavily as he could barely get to his feet.

"What a kid, even in his current state he is able to get up," Fist said as he stared across the field,

noticing that the kid had already started to pull himself from the ground

        Fist tried to get up but it was no use; the damages on his muscles from the lightning 

needed more time to heal despite his powers. He could only lie there as he watched the 

Kid rise fully to his feet, the damage from the electricity easily show as he pulled his

helmet off and threw it to the ground, revealing the clumps of hair which then fell from his scalp.

Fist's view of the kid's hair was disrupted by the damage on the Kid's face - the shock from the

lightning had fried both of his eyebrows off and made the veins on his face protrude in every

exposed part of his face. His eyeballs bulged to their limits. His body looked broken as he turned

in the opposite direction of Fist and began to walk, but he only took four steps before falling back

to the wet earth.

         Fist felt a renewed feeling as his powers began to repair the muscle damage received,

his body slowly growing more muscular as the effects of the tiger DNA in him prompted his body

to change. His muscles grew bigger and his pale white skin began to get slightly darker as

the shapes of extremely light black stripes appeared all over his body. The camouflage

muscular shirt ripped under the pressure of its' owners new body mass. 

"This should be enough," Fist said as he effortlessly lifted himself from the ground and to his

feet. 

         Wasting no time, he began to walk towards the kid, his newfound form moving stealthily

and faster than before and with an even more ferocious atmosphere than the kid's. 

Clap, clap

          

         Fist was only a few feet away from the kid when he heard the sound. It was coming from

the bleachers. He turned his head towards the direction of the sound. The top of the bleachers

lay shrouded  in the darkness of night but it was only a minor issue. Fist's eyes changed from

 their normal green to the black crescent shape of a tiger's, giving him the advantage to see in

the darkness with no trouble as he saw there was a person there. 

SSRCSH

         The remaining light around the field flicked on to revealed the man, a visage of pure angry 

twisted Fist's face. His jaw had elongated, preventing him from fully closing his mouth and

exposing his large tiger canine teeth sprouted on both side sides of his mouth.

The man spoke, as his voice was carried across the field, "Awesome, using the bat as a lightning

conductor to hit Sergeant Fist." 

"LEECH!", Fist roared in anger

         The man in the bleachers stood up, his short, straight orange hair barely hanging to his

forehead, with a black faded shirt, blue jeans and a hole in his left knee.

"How's it been teach?" The man named Leech asked in a mocking tone.

"..." FIst didn't reply as he continued to stare at Leech

"Well, I guess I'll go first. After the little incident at the base I found a new teacher, to teach me

how to use my powers and since then life has been rather awesome."

"Do you really think I am going to let you have him?" Fist replied, growing more angry by the second

"Who said anything about the kid? I am just trying to have a friendly conversation with one of my

EX teachers. Plus it was your fault, telling me not to use my powers. How could I just go without

my powers? I was the strongest student and yet I still never got to go on missions."

"HAHA, kid your more messed up then we initially thought. Yes we did prevent you from going

on any mission because we knew if you had any chance to get out, you would have sacrificed

anyone around you so you could survive." 

"SHUT UP! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! IF I WHERE THERE, MY BROTHER WOULD HAVE

SURVIVED!" Leech yelled, angered by the response 

"Stop with your delusional talk, what is done is done and I can only say one thing: you were our

student, what we did was for the best for you but what do you do? You betrayed us in a way that

you will never be forgiven for."

Fist released a monstrous  *RAWR* before disappearing in a flash 

      Fist lunged at Leech, Leech was too slow. The claws of Fist sliced through the skin and

ligaments of Leech's neck. squirting blood from his open neck hole as he tumbled down the

bleachers, leaving behind a long line of blue blood which quickly turned red. Fist held the head

of Leech in his hands before throwing it up and reducing it into six pieces with his

extremely sharp claws.