The Trolling Jin

The Trolling Jin! Issue 93# "Segment Three: The Unfathomable Fighter"

"Goddamn..." Jin was looking at the news inside a private room, it talked about new porn magazines and she wasn't holding one, she was missing the nutting. She hasn't been doing it in a while, life has been quite bothering such as handling the supers on her side. "Hey, do I hear a telly in that room?" Judas leaned against the door, standing in the hallway. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jin roared at the door, he backed away from the door while Jin shook her head annoyed. "Okay..." He shifted away from the door, their base was like a hive, built and designed by one of the finest inventors of the universe, Jin. Her room was just like her office, just like the way she wanted it to be. 

The base had many, many rooms, for Amado and Kiryuu, the routes to get in are from the secret known entrances for the league. She exited her room, standing on an upper floor, multitudes of octagon shaped dorms. All of the rooms had a bed, lamp, closet and a sliding door that ajoined a patio. She looked at her side and saw Amado, they passed by without saying anything to one another. Their objective was to find something about the villains. 

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36 hours passed drearily. 

Midnight in Queens.

Jin was out in the medieval-esque zone, searching for odd activity lurking somewhere. Nothing, nil, diddly-squat, she wore her usual civilian attire. In her civvies, not particularly fond of dressing up like a man in tight underwear, from the shadows, she emerged into the light surprising the akin infront of her. "I wish that all of you had one neck and that I had my hands on it." Jin says before they spread into numbers in the construction zone. "It's Jin! We weren't expecting her to find us!" One roared powerfully. 

"Fuck your expectations," Jin says dryly. 

Some of them were hesitant to attack, some transcend that fear and transformed into something equal to her. She sighed sarcastically. Three replicas of herself, she raised her head up cautiously something about them felt broadly close to herself. Perhaps these Akin weren't just a bunch of pushovers. Something considered remarkable to her standards! She fulled her guard as one deliberately threw a footsword kick, Jin shifted backwards then pirouettes in on one as they threw a roundhouse she shifted away and threw a quick backfist to their mug. The third Jin threw a front snap kick to her midriff, Jin performed a cartwheel to the side as more appeared. 

'Jin! Jin! We've picked up Akins at our base.' The other leaders notified her. "Join the club." Jin replied sarcastically. Never to respond formally. Wait, when has any of the characters written by the writer ever tried to be formal at all? Meh. More akins transformed into Jin. "This is hell... and I'm the one who raised it." Jin says as she threw a high kick to another akin's mug. These things weren't going down, they're just as tough as me. She threw a reverse turning sidekick, it dodged and gets at her hip side. Striking her to the jaw, another attempted to jump on her. 

She pushed her hips forward and threw a front snap kick to push them away. Another Jin comes in straight, throwing a high roundhouse kick she counters their attack with a double kick. Another charged from her side, grabbing both of her legs as she was carried high up. She wrapped an arm under their throat as a free hand pulled it upwards to put them in a choke lock, the figure froze choking for air. Then she transitioned her hands as her feet pressed against their back, she dropped onto the pavement as one foot threw the akin across the pavement. She kipped up, stabilizing her ground. An akin threw a right hook, she ducked down and punches their midriff, abdomen, and then under their chin. 

These things weren't going down. Another akin attempted a german suplex to Jin, she was about to hit the pavement she stopped it by placing hands against the pavement. She spins on one hand, the akin retracted from her as she landed back on her feet. She glanced repetitively at the enemies in her range. Another akin attempted to throw a flying wrap mantis lock, almost getting Jin on the floor she threw a sweeping kick across their jaw to push them back. She dive rolled onwards, after she stood up she glared glaringly at the opponents around her. Continuous thoughts cycled their mind on attacking her. She points attention at an Akin attempting to lock Jin into a scissor grab, she performed backhand springs to distance herself.