"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Hikaru yells frantically, his hands waving in the air as he free falls down the hollow chambers below the city. Hikaru desperately tries to grab onto something in the air, but to no avail.
"God damnit!", Hikaru curses to himself in his mind as he tries focusing on how to avoid his impending doom. Hikaru tries to 'fly' and move closer to the edges of wall of the hollow cave in order to grip it. "My fingers will hurt a bit, but I'll try to slow myself by dragging against the wall. I just hope my Senzai can minimise my hurt," Hikaru thinks as he formulates a plan.
As Hikaru keeps free falling, his hands start etching closer and closer to the wall of the cave. "Come on... Come on... Now!", Hikaru says as he frantically digs his fingers into the hard dirt of the walls, the free fall slowly down as Hikaru slides against the wall. The wall causes friction and heat to form from his hand's contact which burns his fingertips ablaze.
Hikaru's eyes widened as he began wailing, "OUCH OUCH OUCH THAT HURTS! THAT HURTS!!!". The pain was excruciating but it was definitely better than falling head first into oblivion, right?
Eventually, Hikaru slides down to the floor of the massive cave as he lands on his butt. The faint moonlight barely reaching down below. He brings his hand out and sees the burnt skin via friction and the multiple beads of blood formed on his hand. He sighs: relief that he survived but upset that his main hand is incapacitated for the moment.
Suddenly, an eerie and omnious blue glow shines on Hikaru's face from far ahead. He lifts his face up and his eyes widened in surprise.
A man: probably in his late 20s, long majestic yellow wavy hair, side parted well, the major part curtaining his right face, a well maintained chin beard and adorned in light pink large kimono stood there frozen in a massive ice block.
Hikaru felt a sense of strangeness and attractiveness to the mysterious sight infront of him. What was this? Or more importantly, who is this? The block eminates a sense of longing and another darker sense of danger. Hikaru knows that he shouldn't touch it as to not wake up the man, but a part of him feels protectiveness to the sight infront of him. Maybe he could save him? Maybe this guy could become a friend.
Making up his mind, Hikaru shrugged and walked towards the ice block. His hand lingered infront of the surface for a second as he hesitated rethinking his choice just a bit before placing his palm on the ice block.
Warmth. Instant warmth. Pleasure and soothness. Hikaru closed his eyes and let out a sight of content. The ice block was making him feel good: his dopamine enjoying this weird contact.
KA POW!
Hikaru gets punched straight to the cheek, his lower jaw moving to the side from the sheer strength of it. Hikaru went flying away, crashing way down against the rocky hard wall with a loud thud. His body slouching against the wall.
The man's arm was extended and fist shaped into a punch, but his eyes were still closed. Suddenly, he blinked and opened his eyes as he took in the sight. His body twitched a bit and then he looked at his hand. He placed a hand on his chest and then on his cheek.
He grinned. A terrible terrible grin.
"I'm alive... I'm alive... It's been way too long since I've breathed fresh air! What year are we in? Whose the emperor?! And more importantly... Where's that 'woman'?", the man said aloud as he looked around and saw Hikaru slammed against the wall.
His eyes narrowed down at Hikaru. Hikaru had gotten up, his hand on his forehead as he tried focusing back again.
"No fucking way... Don't fucking tell me! I fucking killed you, you fucking piece of shit!", the man roared as he clenched his hands tight, his red eyes ablaze in fury.
Hikaru looks back up and puts his hands up in the air. "H-hey! Hey! I didn't do anything wrong didn't I? I-i uh I freed you! What's your name, uh mister?", Hikaru pleaded as he kept begging for mercy.
"It's Sora. Sora Makizushi... but you aren't him. No, you look like him... Tell me, brat, do you know Tsukuyomi?", the man, now called Sora barks as he crossed his arms impatiently waiting for a reply.
Hikaru blinks twice before stuttering to make up a reply, "u-uh uh a tsuku- what? I don't know man... World's a big place-".
"Whatever. You're related to him and I must end you off," Sora says as he puts his hands infront in a martial artist stance. A powerful reddish aura of Senzai bursts forth from Sora's body. Hikaru shivered a bit. The strength felt overwhelmingly... not evil perse, but definitely malevolent and violent. Looks like peace isn't an option with this man.
Hikaru grabbed his fallen sword nearby and held it tightly as he faced Sora and got ready for the battle.
Chapter 2, end