Amy and King- The Hunt

If Amy was vulnerable to attack, it was because she’d already assumed that she was always going to be faster than King. Anything he could throw at her, she was confident that she could dodge. Amy was already backpedaling when King tensed his legs, and Amy’s eyes grew wide as King suddenly flung himself forward. Amy twisted desperately and threw herself onto the roundabout off to the side, causing it to creak and turn a foot. She grunted as she crashed into the cold steel surface, but she was grateful, since she could feel the three-hundred pound alternative whoosh by, led by a holiday ham-sized fist.

“Fuck.” Amy quickly picked herself up and got herself back on solid ground, putting the roundabout between herself and her vicious opponent. Okay, so he had surprisingly explosive speed, too. His superman punch would have knocked her head clean off of her shoulders if it had connected. She wasn’t even sure if she could credit herself entirely for the dodge, since the lack of proper lighting may have hampered his attempt at making a precise punch.

It had been close. But it was good, because it erased her carelessness and sharpened her senses. But it was also bad, because now she couldn’t just pepper him with impunity; she’d need to be hypertense when in range, sapping valuable calories from where she wanted them to be- in attack.

Still, better safe than dead.

“Come on, buttercup, you’ll have to do better than that.” She put a foot on the roundabout, and her arms casually on that knee, tempting him forward. “You can’t hit me if you can’t catch me.”

King thought that his plan right now using his feet to tensed against the floor and launches himself right at Amy hoping to smack her hard so he can take the advantage of her dazed and weaken mind and body from his strike, except she narrowly dodged his punch and end up sliding his feet on the floor to stop himself from falling. "Shit"

The beast can see through his mask where theres no explanation how can he sees through the black leopard mask with those glass scary eyes, yet he can see it through like normal, only thing he would have trouble is eating and sometimes drinking, which he can do privately not showing anyone his face, due to scars and such.

Back to the 'match' between the beast King and cutie Amy, avoid his deadly punch and now taunting him, not making the beast any happier. "You really looking forward to your funeral arent you?" He said, need to find a way to get her distracted enough for him to catch her like she was hoping to avoid.

**Hmmmm lets see what she can do!** He thought, seeing the trash can shape like a barrel, the beast swing his foot to kick it sending it flying right at her, after that he hoped to rushes at Amy as quickly as he could, aiming for her tiny body with his arms out, using his large broad shoulder to spear her down to the floor.

Amy ducked under the trash can as it hurtled by, hiding behind the handles of the roundabout. When she had raised her head again, King was rushing directly at her. Amy cursed; he learned, too.

But so long as there was something to hide behind, Amy was going to be safe. She grabbed onto the roundabout and turned it as she avoided King's spear. With luck, he'd have had put his weight on it, and she could knock him off balance. She'd have been happy if King had run into some of the steel handles, too, but right now, she'd be satisfied with avoiding the attack.

King was going to take her down pretty hard as he could, hoping to keep her still at some point but by the time he rushes her going to give her one hell of a spear, only to  slam himself by the shoulder into the metal bar of the roundabout kid's toy thing. "GAHH!"

He bounces off and hunching over to hold his shoulder, growling yet still moving towards her as he got hurt, gonna take some time until he could reach for her and hopefully his shoulder would recover by then, his angry just filling up more and more, probably close to the top at anytime.

King rammed his shoulder painfully into the steel handles and Amy perked up. But he got right back up; he was holding his shoulder, sure, but he was also still stalking her, like a predator his prey. This only confirmed to Amy that she'd need some sort of weapon to really put the hurt on him. Perhaps she had exhausted everything that the park had to offer, and it was time to move on.

But still, she was glad that she had come, because there was one good thing to come of all of this; King's shoulder was now her number one target. In fact, that whole side of his body was going to be easier to get hits on with his arm in recovery.

Amy decided to capitalize. She detached herself from the roundabout and ran at King, at first approaching from his strong side, but quickly juking to the other and throwing a punch into his gut again. Then she ran back toward her backpack, picked it up, and stood out in the middle of the street. "Let's get going, buddy. It's getting late, and I kinda wanna get this done in time to sleep at a decent hour." Once King starts to follow, she'll begin to run again.

King failed to ram his shoulder into her soft body and instead ramming himself into the roundabout, hurts like hell as the beast roars out in pain but still able to keep his legs moving while holding onto his injured shoulder, continues to coming towards to Amy, chasing her like a freakin maniac. King IS an maniac and couldnt be stop that easily, not at all, he kept coming and coming until hes all out of energy.

Now that he can see her taunting him while escaping from his view, the beast continues to chase her while even being slightly injured. "Grrrrr.... you wont get away with this... and I can help you sleep, permanently!" He shouted, grunting as he move his thick and strong legs to a slight jog to coming from a distance behind her.

Where to go, where to go...

Amy had only been running fast enough to give King the illusion that he could catch her with a sudden sprint, but King seemed to have figured out that she was baiting him, and didn't bother to run any faster than at a slight jog. If she had been planning to wear him down with a little cardio, that plan was dashed now. She was running out of tricks; nothing would do now except for a straight up hardcore fight. But there just wasn't anywhere she could go this time of night with a wealth of improvised weapons. The streets of Japan were just too clean- in LA, she would have found a heap of trash down the first street she turned, and she'd be beating King down with an old TV set by now.

Then Amy turned a corner, and it seemed as though all of her problems were solved. There was a construction site on the corner of the next block. It was a completely new development- it appeared as though they had torn down an older building in preparation to build a new one. Good. That meant that, except for where the foundations were exposed, the floor would be fresh dirt.

She looked behind her to see King's progress, then made a sudden sprint to the construction site entrance, looking to maximize her time to search for a weapon. Perfect. As she'd hoped, the workers had cleared away nearly all of the debris, leaving the ground covered with a nice thick layer of soft dirt. And some hapless construction worker had forgotten to turn off the floodlights, so the area was plenty visible. Okay, weapons, weapons...

There were sawhorses, giant concrete pipes, and even a lifeless excavator on the site, but no stray tools, which was really what she was hoping for. What the fuck? What kind of construction site is this? It's almost as if they don't want people using their tools while...

Oh. Right.

She looked up. There seemed to be a toolbox one level up on the scaffolding, but, King was likely to be close to the entrance by now, so she needed something quicker. Without any better option, she picked up a sturdy two-by-four and hid next to the entrance, planning to smash the wooden plank down hard on his injured shoulder when he entered.

King doesnt mind chasing someone like he does most of the time in the ring with his opponents but out at night where people is sleeping and no cops around to see King in a black leopard mask would be suspicious but he doesnt care, he wont get caught easily, he'll knock any cops out before they can cup him, cant stop the beast like that at all, hes a deadly terrorizing monster.

But chasing this girl from one location to another in kind of like a hardcore match, he isnt cut out to keep chasing someone all night long especially after a workout, not his night but he isnt going to give up until he teaches this girl Amy a huge big ass lesson. He kind of knows where shes going or pretty much just checking each locations he jogging by until he reached the construction site that he never personally see before here in Japan, kind of clean, strangely clean, and dark too.

"Grrrr.... where the fuck are you..... " The beast enters the area as it almost like the last place she could of run off to, she couldnt be anywhere else he thinks, might as well take a look around in the dark, carefully scanning the area as he could. "Just... let me.... fuck you up... Amy..... Grrrrrrr...." Low growling as he talks to himself.

The hulking form of King appeared at the entrance, blocking the light from the street, but Amy waited until he was several steps in. The words he spoke to himself sent chills up her spine- dude was crazy. Dude was straight-up, mad crazy. But Amy was still confident that the fight could be won. She had the initiative, after all.

Once he was well inside the construction site, Amy made her move, lifting her wooden beam high above her head, then sending it crashing down hard onto King's injured shoulder.

King stepping in the construction site in pure darkness surround the lights that barely shined in due to his large body blocking it behind him, growling and lurking to see if he could find Amy and teaches her a lesson, though he could of just let her go but the beast is stubborn man and wont let this go easily, his prey must be caught and severally punish.

As he steps in closer then suddenly he took a hard hit to his injured shoulder as he shouting out loud. "GAHH!" The beast drops down to his knee, kneeling and clutching his shoulder, growling that the girl sneak attacked him, she was waiting to beat him down. "Damn you!"