1 Chapter 1: Awakening of a Demon

Earland is world of different cultures, in each territory, there always is a certain uniqueness to each and every city and person. This also means, that for how big the city are, there will always be the slums. In the East, the city of Jhapan, in a dark alleyway somewhere, a brother and sister were cornered by 3 different boys the same age as the brother.

"Eh?~ Did you really think you can hide forever? Slum Boy?"

The 3 boys revealed themselves, each wearing the same garbs of yellow chinese tunic, yellow slacks and boots. In fact, the only difference they had were the faces as they had shaved heads. The one in the middle, known as John, cracked his fist with a changing smirk.

He looked towards the brother and had a condescending one, he then glanced at the girl behind him and had a lecherous smirk, he repeated this several times before stepping closer. The girl hid even more behind her brother while the brother stayed in place.

"Ain't none of ya' bastards touchin' my sister with yer' fuckin' trash arms!"

One of the bald boys, the one to the left, known as Jhon, quipped back.

"Who said we're touching her with our arms?"

The implications of that statement only made the brother fume even more, but before he could even speak, the one in the right, known as Jon, moved towards the brother and kicked him in the jaw, straight up making him fly and land back down with a loud noise.

"BRO! BLADE BRO!"

The sister hurriedly went to her brother who flew several meters back, all the way to the walled end of the alleyway and knel beside him, the sudden action making her knees be injured because of the friction but she ignored it and tried to shake her brother awake.

That wasn't needed.

"Hey, Jon, you crazy? That kid's a slum trash, you're going to kill him if you do lethal attacks like that"

Jon looked at John and rolled his eyes, he was the more serious of the 3 and did not like playing around.

"I'd rather finish it quickly and get the sister"

"I'd rather do that as well but we aren't exactly Southerns, we can't just kill and go, we have to make it... official"

Blade laid in the ground, his perception of the world was spinning around, he recognized the energy use in the strike.

Martial Energy, an energy that is used by anyone who uses physical combat, it's counterpart was Magic Energy, an energy used by those who casts magic, the 2 energies were always another part of conflict in the world, as aside from the 4 territories, both Martial and Magic Energy users are always fighting for superiority as to which is the dominant one in the world.

But, due to certain natural causes, they are technically equal but no one wants to acknowledge it because doing so opens a whole can of worms that only the Northerns and Southerns would enjoy from.

Blade, however, was one of the many people who can't use both energies, as Earland was a very large place, not everyone could use it, either by being born or crippled intentionally or hasn't had the chance to gain or use it.

Blade was the latter, for as much as he could remember, he was a slum trash and the only family he had was his little sister who had been with him for most of his life.

Unknown to him that the previous strike did much more than make him dizzy, he stood up with newfound determination, the memories and voice of his sister was enough to bounce him back up, this earned the attention of the John and Jon who were starting to bicker about something.

"See? I didn't kill him! I held back!"

"Holding back doesn't make someone fly away that far! Stop acting like a Southern and fight him without using Martial Energy! Usage of that outside of duels, tournaments and monster hunting is a crime in the dojo"

"Tch, claims to be a rule lover, does it matter though? We just want the girl, the life of the boy is not important"

"The life of the boy isn't, our life though? Very much, and being an accomplice in crimes is a good way to ruin our life, he can just snitch us out that you used Martial Energy and we're done!"

Jon crossed his arms and tilted his head with a snort.

"And what makes you say he wouldn't do it now?"

John palmed his face and sighed.

"Because, we are making this entire thing 'official' or in other words, we beat him without Martial Energy until he gives up and gives us his sister"

He looked towards the standing Blade and raised an eyebrow.

"Now that I think about it, they probably really aren't related"

Jon and Jhon looked at the 2 and nodded in agreement.

Blade was ugly, as in, he had the face-of-a-Southern type of ugly, his face smeared with dirt, missing teeth and blood, but even without those, he had thin pale lips, teeth that were sharp, nearly demi-human types of sharp, his pupils were permanently small red dots along with thin eyebrows with obviously damaged parts and small eyelashes, his skin tone was slightly tanned and his hair was all types of dirty, from split ends to greasy. It also doesn't help that his hair had the color of brown, it made it look like shit on top of his head.

Meanwhile, the sister who was known by the name Hime, has silver hair that was blonde on the top and magenta on the tips reaching towards her bottom back, her face was framed by bangs and one part of her face, the left, was covered by hair that reached her chin as well. Her face, even if half was covered, was enough to make her beauty known, she had long eyelashes, perfect eyebrows with the same shade as her hair, making it also too beautiful to look at, she had hetechromia, bright golden on the left and rich purple on the right, her eyes were big and people staring at it were automatically swooned by her, hence the poor efforts at covering it. She had fair soft skin that was absolutely an impossibilty for a slum dweller coupled by a very cute shaped face, and the worst part of is all was that she was a shy, polite girl that mirrored her so called brother's rude and unruly behaviour. And younger. That part was bad.

This gave them the title, The Beauty and The Beast.

And doubts.

"So how about it, slum boy? Give us your sister and we spare you the pain, it's simple. You don't really have to suffer that much for some girl you're not related to don't you?"

John paused and his face lightened with a joking glee.

"Or perhaps, you ram into her every night at the streets for your pleasure and don't want to give it up?~ Damn, I don't feel like getting her now if she isn't pure"

The 2 others laughed at the insinuation, while Hime blushed.

"N-No!"

She squeaked.

"I-I'm... u-untouched"

Oh, now the 3 boys were even more energized, they really considered that previous statement, but with her confirmation that she was, indeed, pure, they all breathed a sigh of relief, or future pleasure and relief.

Future pleasure. Right.

Blade wasn't really listening, he was still busy trying to figure out what he was currently feeling aside from determination, the moment he was kicked, he felt the Martial Energy impact his chin and make him fly.

There was also something in there that cushioned his fall, something, something eerily similar to what he was sent off with.

"So? What? Giving up already?"

John asked once more, taking a step towards the brother and sister to probe, when Blade did not move, his smirk widened and he beelined for Hime, who was grabbing tightly onto her brother's arms.

'I-Is he really giving me up? B-Blade Bro... w-why?'

She watched fearfully as a hand was about to grab her and for all that she could muster, a silent squeak and a closed eyes were all that it was.

That was when the feeling of extreme fear permeated throughout the narrow alleyway, the hand that was supposed to touch her did not come and she opened them hopefully.

"Hoo~ so this was really it"

John's arms would not budge, a mighty grip holding his left hand's wrist and this was coming from the slum boy who was now grinning.

Maniacally.

"W-Wha-!!"

He didn't have time to finish it as he was sent flying by a sucker punch to the face, or well, he slid down the alleyway back to where the other 2 was, they caught him and looked curiously and apprehensively at Blade who was still stuck at the form of punching.

"HEEEEHEHEHE!"

Blade charged at the 2 with a creepy expression for battle that rivaled a Northern. He sent punches without skill at them but alas.

They were trainees. They were Dojo trainees.

The 2 weaved around the sloppy punches parrying that which they could and redirecting anything, they didn't dare attack back as doing so would kill the slum boy, or well, Jhon did.

Jon didn't care. So, he sent out a counter attack in the form of a chop to the head after a left hook, he charged it with Martial Energy and snorted when it was only inches from making contact.

But contrary to his expectations, the attack didn't budge Blade, he stood there, looking at him, forehead blocking the strike.

'He's using Martial Energy?!'

The shock was enough to distract him from the immediate undercut coming from Blade. The punch was strong enough that without Martial Energy to held reinforce defense it would technically crack a jaw into smithereens.

And that did happen.

Jon died.

"Y-YOU FUCKING KILLED JON!"

Jhon was the last left awake, unaware that John was slowly coming to, he kept dodging the strikes as out of the 3 he was the weakest of them and seeing as to how he killed Jon, Jhon did not want a piece of that pie.

And so he jumped away, grabbing John who was now awake and went to for the exit out of the alleway, only to be stopped by John who grabbed him by the arm, he shook his head and successfully stopped Jhon from running.

Out of fear.

He knew when John was pissed off and serious.

"Run away and I'll skewer you with my punch"

Jhon nodded fearfully and stood at the side of the walls. John looked towards Blade who still had a maniacal grin.

"Who taught you Martial Energy?"

"Dunno, try that dead guy over there, or maybe I'm just that good, eh?"

John furrowed his eyebrows and stared at Blade.

'This went bad quickly, who knew the slum boy could use Martial Energy, was this how he survived with his sister for so long? No, Martial Energy might reinforce but it doesn't heal, healing is through Magic and he couldn't possibly a user of both'

He looked towards Hime but didn't entertain the thought of her using Magic Energy, doing that would mean he would have to hand her over to the Dojo and she would probably be seen as a super important asset.

In The East, magic of The West was frowned upon, but their own version of magic? It was considered royalty, it was a known fact that Magic Energy users were terribly rare at The East, some speculated that it was because of their more natural way of living while others, mainly Westerns, just pegged them as magically inept, or punching retards.

And if Hime was really a Magic Energy user, John would have lost a friend for virtually nothing, as the girl would then have a higher stance in society compared to them if she even just said one sentence about being a Magic Energy user, pile that with her beauty and the Eastern Royalty would have adopted her in a heartbeat.

And so, John was now also livid.

Basically.

"I'm killing the 2 of you now, fuck it all!"

He placed his right arm at the side of his hips while his left hand was stretched out in a vertical chop, he was doing a Karate punch.

The surrounding's air swirled around him as he activated his Martial Energy, around him a green aura started appearing and it all went to his right fist in the hips.

"Tier 1 Martial Arts: Turtle Strike!"

John disappeared in the blink of an eye, appearing in front of Hime who didn't even have time to react before the fist was launched, but before it could even actually hit a hand stopped it, covering his own fist with palm that was glowing yellow.

"And who gave ya' permission to hit ma' little sister?!"

Blade's arms were bulging with nerves and the palms were covered with yellow energy, catching a fist that was covered in green energy.

"Who? My POWER!"

And then everything went white for the onwatchers as the wind swirled even more furiously.