Born Yagami Akira, to father Tetsuya Yagami and mother, at the time of Akira’s birth, Rinko Yagami, this girl didn’t have the easiest of times growing up.
Already developing a strong sense of pride in her own self not to show weakness, she’s an ex victim of bullies who ended up turning into a violent delinquent who, during her time in high school, thoroughly enjoyed any opportunity to beat up punks and so called gang leaders from other high schools.
Unlike other delinquents, who would prey on the weak, she only focused on other punks and rejects who reminds her of her time as a victim, essentially being a bully hunter.
Bullied by kids back when she was just a tomboyish girl with no real training, Akira developed a deep hatred for people who would prey on those too weak to defend themselves, doing it for nothing else but getting a laugh about beating some helpless kid.
Hating her own weakness and defenselessness on top of despising the people who made her feel this way, she categorically refused to ask her parents for help, or the teachers for that matter, her pride refused to let her ask for help, she wanted to resolve this with her own hands, making the bastards pay with her own fist instead of letting them get some useless punishment by parents or the school itself.
She wanted to get her own justice.
She understood though that what she lacked was training, as demonstrated by the few times she tried fighting back and got beaten for it, what else had she expected?
After all, before then, before she actually needed to be strong, she didn’t really put much effort in physical activities that weren’t mandated by school lessons and the like.
This had to end and end it she did by picking up martial arts at a local dojo that taught actual martial arts instead of the hobbyist tripe one would find these days, and even back then a rare find for sure.
Akira threw herself in the training like a fish to water.
Her desire for revenge against those who bullied her day after day driving her to do her very damn best, giving her purpose, fueling her burning desire to beat to a pulp those who had been beating her up till now whenever she tried fighting back.
On the first day of taking Martial Arts lessons though, the first thing her new Sensei made her do before beginning her first lesson, had been to make her swear to never use what she learned to arm others, only to protect and to always be honorable in the way she fought, to never use the skills she learned for personal gain or selfish reasons.
Though to be honest those promises sounded like tripe to her even back then, she still decided to try and follow them, as long as she could stop those who would harm her.
And it’s not like she was breaking her word by fighting back at her tormentors, after all by taking her revenge on those people she was protecting herself from being further bullied, only reactive instead of purposely seeking to beat them up.
Though she was stifling her urge to seek revenge for all the shit they put her through, she did her best to keep her word with the man who taught her how to defend herself at last.
While at first she kept losing fight after fight, it didn’t take her long to begin winning against opponents stronger than her or double her size.
The more she trained the more she won, and the more she won the more pain she caused to those who had dared to hurt her for she didn't know how long!
The urge to just go out of her way to actively beat them up was strong but still she resisted, keeping to her promise.
Despite the fact she was “just” defending herself though, it didn't take long for the people to start pointing fingers at Akira and start calling her a dangerous delinquent, mostly cause of how she seemed to take delight in breaking fools who thought they could beat her now that she actually knew how to fight and how her attitude pretty much attracted too much of the wrong kind of attention to herself.
She didn’t care though, she was happy, even her Sensei was surprised but proud of her increasingly faster mastery of the art, considering it a success of his teaching methods rather than a result of Akira’s own talent...
Neither her parents nor her Sensei knew she, though not fault of her own, was beating delinquents by the truckloads by then, fools way too eager to attack her to gain the rep that beating her would net them.
Though, after a while, at long last she might add, delinquents around her school and outside finally began finally leaving her the fuck alone, not bothering her anymore.
They now knew that bothering her meant pain and lots of it...
Probably the way she kept beating them to a bloody pulp had something to do with it, giving her somewhat of an infamous reputation really.
None of them seemed to be telling the teacher about her, either because of fear or because of pride, what kind of delinquents would they be if they asked help to the teachers because they were being beaten by a some girl all on her own, after instigating the fight themselves on top of that?
But alas, it couldn’t last...
The bullies and delinquents, who she had been beating up for a while now, decided to gang up on her on day, the idea being that many could do what few couldn’t.
They decided to use sheer numbers to tire her out.
If she took one down, another would take his place while the others rested or started attacking at the same time.
Her anger growing with every hit they landed, though her teachings expressively said to always fight honorably and to never bring herself down to the level of those who would use trickery to win their fights… it just WASN’T WORKING!
Or at least not working fast enough, she wasn’t some super human manga character with endless stamina, sooner or later they would tire her out and who knows what would happen to her then…
After a certain point, when her arms began growing heavier and her opponents kept taking turns to defeat her…
She simply didn't care anymore.
She finally gave in to that urge always in the back of her mind to cause some REAL damage.
Akira began throwing sand in their eyes, kicking them between their legs, and even stole the Bokken one of the attackers brought and began beating them bloody with it.
Now when one went down, he stayed down, some began begging for her to stop as she kept beating them even after surrendering, she was done playing nice girl.
She was mad and too into the well deserved beating she was giving them to care for their pleas.
Only when a teacher FINALLY did come along grabbing her arm as she was about to strike another one of the now “defenseless” delinquents did Akira stop, coming out of her frenzied state before she accidentally beat up her teacher too.
One of the kids had seen what was happening while she was busy beating up the “victims” and had called the aforementioned teacher over.
As a result of her actions some of the bastards who had taken part in her attempted group beating had to be taken to the hospital to heal the bones Akira had broken.
When all was said and done and despite being expelled from school, Akira couldn't help stop the euphoric grin on her face.
Later that day... when she was taken home by her parents, her clothes had been dirty with the blood she had made those boys bleed.
“Mom didn't care, she was happy I was safe and proud I made those thugs pay despite the expulsion, believing her story when she told her what happened instead of the story the delinquents told the teachers to save their own asses, dad… wasn’t of the same opinion”
Cause of the parents of those very boys she kind of hospitalized, nobody would believe she had acted in self-defense, only her mother still trusted her at that point, her father blaming the fact he had let her learn martial arts for her expulsion.
Soon enough, her parents began fighting, they had never been the most loving couple really but this latest issue brought them up to a point of no return.
Dad demanding she stop with that “martial arts nonsense altogether”, while her mother defending her actions and argue that it was a good thing she was able to defend herself otherwise they might not even had a daughter anymore at that point.
It wasn’t that surprising really, dad had always been a stickler for tradition after all, even letting her learn how to fight was a struggle with him.
Though in the end her mother won the argument, her father’s opinion that she should stop learning how to fight and act like a “normal girl” never changed, and he somehow concluding that fighting is not something a girl should do in general...
Did she mention her parents had met through an arranged marriage? Cause their difference in beliefs made it painfully obvious ever since she was a kid.
The worst part though, came on the day she went back to the dojo, being shamed by her Sensei and kicked out of his Martial Arts School, he had found out what had happened, of how dishonorably she fought and for hospitalizing those boys while neglecting to remember that those same boys wanted to do the same to her and who knows what else.
She never forgave that self righteous prick for kicking her out, spouting some bullshit about how she brought dishonor to his dojo for sending those “poor” boys to the hospital at the same time as she was pushed out by the other students.
To this day she was still sure in her belief of being in the right and that all she did was give those punks their rightful punishment for trying to beat her up with numbers rather than skills.
If some idiot somewhere believed punishing bastards like that was dishonorable conduct then…
“To hell with Honor and Rules! JUST FUCK IT ALL!“
From then on Akira began going from Martial Arts School to Martial Arts School, giving fake identities, just in the case they had heard of what she did, not wanting to be connected to the incident that got her thrown out of her first dojo.
Karate, Judo, Jujitsu, Kick Boxing, Muay Thai even Kendo and other kinds of armed combat, any style she could get her hands on she would do her damned best to learn to perfection.
Her path to power also gave her the possibility to mix everything she learned while doing everything in her power to win any and all fights.
From then on she never stayed in a single school for long, martial or otherwise.
What with her being expelled from numerous schools for fighting other students again and again.
In the case of Martial Arts schools though, either she was kicked out after they found out her identity was fake or they found out how she used the skills she learned.
Though most of the time, it was Akira herself who left long after learning everything they could teach her in whatever dojo she happened to frequent at the time, taking all their teachings like a sponge with water.
Taking on the habit of hunting down other delinquents and even school gangs to make their life hell on earth, more and more Akira began to realize how much she loved fighting.
Especially if they made her work for it with a good battle.
Her parents never stopped fighting though, any reason was good enough for them to scream at each other by that point.
Then, a few weeks before her 17 birthday, her mother found her father had been having an affair with another woman for over a year.
By finding him cheating on her in their own bed on a day that nobody was supposed to be home, her at school and mom at work.
Akira, to this day, considers her father a complete and utter moron for taking her lover to their home, did he seriously expect they wouldn’t find out that he was fucking a mistress in their own house?
It didn’t take long for the divorce to take place and even less for him to completely abandon them.
Back then, the one year she had still been a minor, the only thing they received from her father anymore were the monthly envelopes with the check for child support, no messages what so ever.
When the chance showed itself though, Akira didn't waste time and with no second thoughts she changed her family name from her father’s, Yagami, to her mother’s maiden name, Kiryu.
At that point though, school yard fights and simple delinquents just didn’t satisfy her anymore, though she still fought them, Akira needed a new method to vent her frustrations at the world while at the same time sating her need to punch people.
She began street fighting.
Random brawls or underground tournaments, it didn't matter as long as she had someone to fight.
She even began making a fair bit of coin from winning the few no rules fighting tournament she did manage to join, always keeping her identity a secret of course.
Kiryu Akira, now 20 years old, is living on her own in Kabukicho, a red light district in the Shinjuku ward of Tokyo
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