Living A Dead Dream (Baji x OC)

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Right off the bat, I punched three guys consecutively, knocking them each back. Two of them rushed at me, aiming punches at my face. I ducked in time and swept their feet out from under them with a kick. The third one came from behind but fell before he got to me.

"Thanks, Captain!" I shouted before punching another guy, knocking him on his ass.

"You're pretty good!" he said, kicking a guy on the side of his head.

"I'd hope so," I laughed. From my peripherals, I saw another guy charging at Baji's back. Before he could do anything, I gave him an uppercut to the jaw, putting enough force behind it to knock anyone out. "Now we're even!"

As the battle went on, I was getting into it more. I was in the perfect mindset for this. How my opponents moved... Where they would aim their hits... Where my allies were and where they were going... I could see all of it clearly. This felt way better than any of my other fights. Even most that I've drawn out.

"PEEEEEH!" Mikey shouted, bringing me out of the zone and making everyone freeze to see what was going on.

"Mikey...?" I could barely hear him.

Three guys then charged Mikey before getting laid on their asses in an instant. "Peh, why'd you attack Kenny?" he asked before another guy charged him and got knocked out. "You knew Kenny and I had worked everything out again!" he said as he approached Peh, knocking two more guys out. "And you brought Mobius in? Since when are you such a damn coward?!"

"I don't give a rat's ass if you two made up! That shit's got nothing to do with Pah!"

"We're done talking about Pah."

"Like hell we are!" He took a few heavy breaths. "How do you figure we're done with him? When Pah got caught, we didn't do a damn thing about it! Huh? That's bullshit. How am I supposed to be done!" He punched Mikey. "Don't you get it?! Pah was everything to me!" he shouted as he continued to hit Mikey, the latter of the two doing nothing to resist. "If Toman's gonna abandon Pah, what choice do I have but to be your enemy!? Come at me, Mikey!" But he didn't. "Why the hell won't you fight back!? You'd only need one hit!" He stopped short when Mikey grabbed his head and softly brought it down to his own.

I couldn't hear what he was saying, but I could tell from their body language. The more I'm around him, the less I understand how this sweet Mikey could become the dark stranger he does in the future, I thought to myself as two more guys came charging at me. It's just... I sent a strong kick at their heads. Inconceivable... My leg made contact and the next second, they were on the ground.

"DRAKEN!"

"Shit!" I cursed when I spotted Take. Kenny was down. I rushed over, dodging anyone who tried to get in my way. "Take, move," I said in a stern voice as I took off my soaked jacket.

"Daju..."

"There," I muttered as I found the wound. "We're gonna need some pressure on that."

"What's wrong?!" Mikey shouted from where the fight was still happening. "Takemitchy!"

"It's Draken, Mikey. Draken, he's been stabbed in the stomach! I think he's dead!"

I quickly felt for a pulse, feeling it a moment after as Mikey tried to make his way over. "His pulse is fine!" I shouted to him. "A little weaker than normal, but he's fine!" Mikey seemed a little less worried at this. "Take, help me sit him up a bit. I only got my jacket for some extra pressure, but it'll do."

"R-right," he said with a shaky nod as he helped me. As I was about to tie it, he coughed up a bit of blood.

"Well, that's not a good sign," I muttered as I tied my jacket sleeves tight around the wound.