(DOA5 - With Pictures) The Assassin's Advantage (1 Viewer)

[Sora]

A/N: Finally! I got inspired the other day to write another ryona fic in excitement for DOA5U. This is a story centering around Bayman and Christie, with ryona pics for both characters. Hope you enjoy!

Also, will be updating Kokoro's training soon.
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Chapter 1 - The Flight of the White Haired Temptress

"Is that all you've got?"

Bayman, crouching on one knee, was gathering his breath back--not saying a word in reply. In front of him, Christie, one of the world's most proficient and cruel assassins, was slowly inching her way forward in her trademark snake stance.



"I think I might have overestimated you. Your reputation is exaggerated, to say the least." Christie sneered.

Bayman took one more deep breath then wordlessly stood back up, readying his stance.



"You sure have the dullness of an assassin though." continued Christie. She crouched forward, closing the gap between them almost immediately.

She is fast, Bayman thought. Christie started striking, going for Bayman's abdomen.

Bayman started blocking, avoiding the deadly blows. But, this was all he could do as he was getting pushed back by Christie's sheer agility. Still, he solidified his defense.



"You're not going to get anywhere blocking!" shouted Christie in triumph. She did her a faint of her last strike into a side roll, catching Bayman off guard. She then took this chance to do a swift kick at his abdomen.



"Ooff!" Bayman groaned as the hit connected. He doubled over, but Christie wasn't about to let up. Christie immediately followed up with her snake strikes, hitting Bayman in the chest, abdomen and finally in the head in quick succession.



Bayman reeled back clutching his face, but quickly recovered. He immediately took up his stance and concentrated back on Christie--as steely faced as he could muster. An assassin must not show emotions.



Upon seeing this, Christie surprisingly lowered her stance and walked casually forward to Bayman. "You know, you can stop it with the whole bad-ass guy act thing".

She laughed. "Why don't you just give up? You're only human after all... and a man at that. You can't beat me--not with your male desires kicking in."

Bayman didn't react--not the slightest flinch at this statement.



Christie let out a small laugh and continued. "Oh, come now. Don't think I haven't noticed? You have been looking at my breasts for some time now. Can't resist can you? No man can..."

Christie closed her eyes and let out a shrug. "... and that's why I love fighting men." Christie opened her eyes and stared straight into Bayman with a steely glare. "It makes my job a whole lot easier!"

As she said this, she immediately crouched forward again. Expecting the quick strikes, Bayman tried to pre-emptively counter.



"How naive!" Christie shouted. She did two rolls to quickly get behind Bayman, then did a four-hit palm strike to Bayman's broad back.

Despite being hit, Bayman got out of the way and did a quick ukemi roll. Christie was expecting this and immediately dashed after Bayman.



"Now you're dead!" Christie spun around in the air in a forward lunge. This was her trademark killing move that she's used for her hundreds of assassinations. One strike at the heart, and the target is all but guaranteed dead. Christie had deftly timed it so that this strike will land as Bayman recovers.

But, all of a sudden, Bayman vanished from Christie's sight.



Bayman did another roll after his initial one, ducking under Christie's killing blow. Christie then felt a sudden thrust on her chest. Her vision fading, she looked down and saw Bayman's finger in between her breasts; right at her solar plexus.

"No, you're dead." Bayman said simply.

END OF CHAPTER 1

 

[Sora]

Chapter 2: How Naive



Before she could even react, she felt her whole body crumbling, as if all her energy for sucked out of her body all at once. She crumpled to the floor, barely able to lift a finger.

The solar plexus. As the area above the abdomen and below the lungs, it was a nerve hub of the body. Christie knew well what one strike at the point cans do. She cursed herself under her breath for not seeing Bayman's attack.



She stared up to Bayman. "How did you move that fast? I've been beating you all this time."

Bayman, fixing his gloves, replied, "yes, but your strikes were weak. And..." He unbuttoned his vest to show off his under armour: a reinforced army suit, "your body strikes don't work at all against me."

"Kuhh!"

"You on the other hand, use your sexual wiles against your enemy, which doesn't allow you armor. That's what made your solar plexus easy to target..." Bayman sneered. "...your breasts make it easy to spot."

So that's why he was looking at my chest the entire time...



That was the last straw. Humiliated, yet refusing to be beaten, Christie mustered up all the energy she had left and rolled upwards. Still in a crouching position, she readied another strike, shaking the very ground beneath her. Bayman knew: this attack can't be blocked.

"Take this, you bastard!" She extended her whole body to her right arm, straight to Bayman's heart.

"How naive..."



He skillfully rolls twice to the side, immediately getting to Christie's back. Not leaving her time to react, she grabs her entire frame and pulls her up from her stance immediately.

"This is over."



He snaps Christie's neck, immediately causing unconsciousness. Christie's whole body goes limp. The battle was over.



He wasn't done however. He takes Christie's now limp arm around his shoulder and does a roll forward, dragging her to the ground. He forces her to sit upright, wraps his leg around her body in one fluid motion and snaps her spine with the his trademark hold.

The pain jolts Christie awake as she screams in agony. However, with her nervous system incapacitated, she could not move at all, much less defend herself.



"Don't worry, I'll finish this quickly."



He picks up her legs and starts putting her in a sharp shooter hold. With all the strength gone from her body, she doesn't put up any resistance.



He turns her on her stomach and executes the hold, sending a new surge of pain through Christie 's body. He then grabs her back, rolls on the ground and prepares his finishing move, the reverse destroyer.



He puts his arms around Christie 's head and his legs around her waist. This move is designed to sever the nerves in the neck from the brain to the rest of the body, causing paralysis or sometimes even death. Christie could feel that she was in danger, but could barely see in front of her. She was in effect, in complete darkness.



Bayman however, holds the move for a bit. He takes a few seconds to whisper something to the barely conscious Christie.



*CRACK*

A few minutes later, Bayman starts walking off to the nearby building towards his actual target. He looks back at Christie, one of the best assassins in the world and as it turns out, his competitor for this target, lying in a heap.



He briefly stops and looks back. Even from this distance, he could tell that she was still breathing. Bayman smiled and continued walking off.

Because you entertained me, I am leaving you alive. But know this...

You are nothing to me.



END OF STORY

 

[Parasitoro]

Oh, my God...so sexy. He could have screwed her, though.

 

[Somepersoncorn]

Great story, I especially loved the revelation about the solar plexus. Great ryona and creative writing.

 

[Sora]

Thanks! Please let me know if you have any more ideas. Need some inspiration/things to tide me over before DOA5U. :p