《The Fox With No Tails- REVAMPED!》Chapter 14- Coming of The Fourth Tail
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Mayako braced herself, the cat spirit had increased his power by a huge margin, he smirked "Hope your ready" he gave a wink Mayako grumbled in anger she raised her fists again, the two stared each other down waiting to see who would make the first move. Mayako decided to play it smart and wait for him to move, "Aw, your not coming at me this time" he grumbled Mayako groaned in annoyance the cat spirit smirked "Well, if you won't come to me, I'll come to you!" he then disappeared Mayako gasped and started looking around, she had to find out where he was attacking from. In a split second before he appeared Mayako had pinpointed his location, "Behind!" she wirled around with a punch sure enough, the cat spirit was behind her but, before Mayako's attack could connect he vanished again throwing Mayako off. "Shit!" she cursed now she had to find him again but, before she could even do that a kick slammed into her back sending her careening to the ground, Mayako hopped up and the cat spirit was smirking at her "Almost had me" he chuckled.
Mayako was ticked off at how the cat spirit was just toying with her, like he didn't take her seriously, she was getting angry, so much so she glared at the cat spirit uncociously, "Woah, what's with the mean look?" he taunted Mayako in a flare of annoyed anger rushed at the cat spirit which actually took him by surprise, as Mayako was too quickl for him to get out of the way Mayako landed a knee into his abdomen which sent him flying back, he caught himself and flipped back up right. He touched where Mayako had hit him, "Wow, that hurt a bit" he said through a pained look on his face Mayako smirked, she had actually been able to hit him, "Your full of surpirse aren't you?" Mayako smirked "There's more to me than just a beautiful face" the cat spirit snickered "You know, I like you, sad I have to beat the crap out of you" Mayako scowled. She refocused back on the fight, "But, I gotta say, the reports don't match up" Mayako raised an eyebrow "Reports?" the cat spirit smirked "Yeah, the report says your nothing but, a monster" Mayako's body jolted there was that word again, monster, the word that had put her in the situation she was in.
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Mayako kept a cool face outside, but inside she was fumming, "You don't say" Mayako tried to play it off that his words had affected her, but, it seemed the cat spirit knew, "Yeah, it said you were nothing but a killer" the cat spirit grinned evily, he was setting his plan into action, Mayako's eyes went wide, she was labled nothing but a killer and monster, she clenched her fists tight. Her internal anger was rising, "Kid! Calm down!" Kurookami shouted Mayako was trying to calm herself down, she didn't need Kurookami yelling at her, but it was hard after the cat spirit said "To think, a cute girl like you, killed almost an entire school of spirits" Mayako gritted her teeth "We had spoken with some of the survivours of your killing spree" he smirked. Mayako's body started to visibly shudder from the anger inside her, "Each one told us how you were nothing more then a monster" he chuckled "They said you were even enjoying it" Mayako growled "They're wrong!!" she shouted Mayako's eyes flared with anger "They even said, that we should just kill you" Mayako bit into her lip, "Those bastards..." her body shook with anger the aura or Spiritual Energy around her started to shift.
It started swiriling almost like it too was angry, "Kid! Don't let him get to you! If you do you'll regeret it!" Mayako wasn't hearing Kurookami at all, she was too absorbed in her anger to hear him, she was more focused on that fact that people were saying she should die, that she was nothing more then a monster that needed to be destroyed. Did they forget that she was a girl, did they not see her as human anymore, did they see her as nothing but a monster, a killer, and they wanted her to die, how could they want something like that. Mayako's anger rose,her Spiritual Energy aura was going crazy as her anger increased, her anger was getting the best of her, and unbeknowst to her, a fourth tail, started to slowly form and started to grow out from her, "Kid! Stop!" Kurookami shouted but, Mayako was to absorbed in her anger, "Damnit Kid!!" the cat spirit smirked, he had no idea what he was going to be instore for. [Ch.14 END]
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