Caged Fight [Shark Boy]

"Move it, you fucking animal!" The orders barked from a soldier, a nameless one at that, deeply devoted to the heartless Colonel himself, to the captured land shark. Its situation was simply awful, to say the least. Chains around it's ankles, arms, neck. A muffler made out of stainless steel was attached to the chains on his throat, to keep it from snapping and biting.

Pulled by dozens of soldiers and forced ahead by whips, in some sort of cruel show, the monster was finally pushed into the arena, the door behind him locking itself.
One press of the button and now, the chains' electric system snapped right off, completely freeing it. How had it gotten there? Why was it there?

It had been shortly after the events that transpired at the park. When it assumed that the bad people were gone, that he was safe and could be in peace, it commited the grave mistake of emerging. The rumbling, mixed with the fact that its gargantuan body was now clearly visible were all that the army needed to hunt him down. In that terrain, only foot soldiers and their vehicles made it and, in what was a three hour continuous battle, littered with dozens of deaths from the unprepared squad, the beast was subdued. Dragged back as a morbid trophy for all to see.

Experiments soon followed. Once it was safely from further harm, the medical staff, lead by the specially insane lead doctor were quick to take some of its blood, inspect the teeth, eyes, fingerprints. The conclusion was simple: no existing records of him anywhere. For all legal intents and purposes, he did not exist. For the better, since they would research this being extensively. The first thing they'd do? Their modified QED. To see its effects, they injected the being with proportionally large amounts of it and, while it recovered from its dazed state, was pitted against Rin Kurama, to create a show good enough for the Colonel: Quirkeds going at each other.

Finally, back to the beast itself. In streams, it was one thing. In person, it's so much worse. Massive in size, a towering behemoth over double Rin's size, with stomps that shook the very arena they stood on. Of rugged, contrasting blue and red coloring amongst its body, it clearly showed years upon years of battling: there were, in total, thousands of scars, from hundreds of different sources. One shudders to imagine the past that the being carries with it.
Progressively, it went from aloof, even sleepy to agitated, to angered, to murderous. A deafening roar of rage itself escaped the thing's mouth, claiming the arena as its territory and dashed straight to Rin. Faster, stronger than before, though, with a slight caviat. It somehow seemed even more unhinged and stupid than when it fought Darren..

At first the Colonel had almost seemed giddy, what with a fight brewing and all. His vision would come to fruition - two Quirker bastards fighting it to the death. A dry, triumphant laugh could be heard rumbling in his throat. The girl, likely no older than sixteen, could control her blood. Her blood! She could use it to inflict harm upon others. No human being was supposed to be able to do that. None. In the older man's eyes, that made her inhuman. Some creature wearing the flesh bag of a human, pretending to be one of them. What an utter eyesore.

He had hoped that his little experiment would perhaps dwindle that confidence that she seemed to fantasize about. To know her down a peg, bring her to her knees, to beg for forgiveness from the one monster that was seemingly her kin. But, despite what the man had wished, this utter maggot was too weak! Try as the damn thing might, he couldn't break through a wall of blood. Pathetic, he growled, his hand gripping the device in his hold so strongly it threatened to crack under the sheer force.

"Now, now, Colonel. Compose yourself," a voice called out for his attention, making the greying man turn to notice none other than the mystery himself. Tanaka Greyson, the elusive Corporal who seemingly had all of the answers to everyone's problems. Yet where he received
these answers was a mystery to anyone. "One more outburst like that and you're going to have an aneurysm."

"Shut your mouth, you snake," the older man barked back, utter venom in his voice. None of the kids would be able to see the two military men. As far as they were concerned, no eyes were on them. They were alone, fighting a fight that had begun drawing to a desperate and utterly dissatisfying close.

The Corporal, for his part, could only snort with mild amusement at the predicament the Colonel found himself in. Oh how far men with ambition but no vision would fall. Shaking his head, a sly smile was on his face as he approached his supposed superior, "That portable device in your hand, we made sure it had the right dosage," he informed, smiling. "If you were to to apply more of the magical drug medical had supplied, I'm sure you'd be in for the show you've been waiting for."

Masanori's eyes narrowed at the other male, "We, Corporal? How do you know of this?"

The younger male barked out a laugh, "That's going to have to stay my little secret, sir," he cooed, his smile ever in place. "Now, press the button, Colonel. The needles in the shock collar are impossible to detect. They'll pump the beast full of the drug and, well... if it doesn't die from an overdose, which is albeit likely, I'm pretty sure that'd even out the playing field. That's what you want, isn't it?"

He grit his teeth, such impudence! he thought, infuriated by the way this lowly Corporal addressed him. So many times he had considered getting rid of this maggot. So many times he had looked for ways of doing it, yet coming up with blanks every single time. So many goddamn pages torn out of Greyson's file. This man was a mystery; an utter enigma. Frankly the Colonel wasn't even sure Tanaka Greyson was his real name.

But, for what it was worth, the Colonel knew he had a point. If there was one thing that would do the trick, it would be the drug. Turning back to the cage, he hit the switch. Four needles would burst into the beast's neck; painless, completely untraceable. They would amp the dosage by nearly three times, and if the beast couldn't put up a proper fight then, then this would be an utterly pathetic turn of events.
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NOTE: ALL OF RIPPER'S STATS GET AMPED UP TO RANK D FOR THE REMAINDER OF THIS FIGHT SHOULD NOTHING CHANGE FURTHER.

The monster's tears refused to stop streaming down, even when the young, raven-haired angel assured him that by staying calm, he'd be safe. A promise that it would take to heart, doing its darned best to keep its legs, torso and even arms still while the wall held him. The beast never held any malice within its heart, it never held evil. Its animalistic mind, lack of discernment and humiliatingly slow mental capacity made it into the simple, though well-meaning being that it was today.
While Rin talked, with her actually getting too close, instead of snapping or biting at her, it instead nuzzled its deeply scarred, incredibly coarse face against her, quietly whimpering and searching for some affection, for some contact that wasn't violent. Even a deeply competitive, battle-loving monster desired for companionship, for friends. 

As nearly as much as he feared death, he feared lonelyness.

"_{Rin.. friend. They put collar on me. They whipped, beat me. Evil people. Very evil, very cruel. They say I'll die. I don't do what they say, I die. I was free. I escaped Thundershock. They must be allies. I am scared.. I want fr-- f.. RRRHN...} RHNN!?" The beast was interrupted just as it was about to say that it wanted "fr". Freedom? Friends? Maybe both? Well, Rin wouldn't know as the needles pumped way too much modified QED into the beast. Its struggling became frantic, desperate as the pain which it was suffering, as its system did its best to not collapse completely worked at max speed. Rin still had a few seconds before the wall becan cracking, crumbling. Whatever happened to it, it just got that much stronger.

With a desperate, furious roar, it broke the wall into several thousands of pieces, standing up tall again, its eyes darting everywhere, still crying. The body was weak, but the soul still weeped in horror, fear. Staring at Rin for a few seconds, even walking slowly towards her, it also noticed heat signals behind the walls. The Colonel surely thought no one could see it, though he had never accounted that the monster couldn't see to begin with. It saw heat. 
The thing needed to attack, to maim and maul. The drugs pumped into him demanded that he did it, being way too much to stop. As it wa sfinally broken away from everything that bound it, it began growling, which evolved into a proper roar. He had to attack what was closest.

Suddenly, it lifted its claws to the skies, roaring even louder as it slammed them onto the ground. Thanks to his heightened strength, much stronger claws and much better digging, not even the floor could stop it. Digging underground, with speeds greater than anything had ever been seen, it circled Rin for a while, the constant rumbling being quite the horrifying thing: she was not outmatched by any means, though, by some process, the thing was now a proper opponent. Suddenly, from behind her, it emerged up to the middle of its torso, screeching while trying to slash at her with a strong swipe of its claws.

It had never been a henchman to Thundershock. In fact, it had been one of his prisoners, one of the beings most tortured by the cruel man, who continued to throw innocent people at the reinforced pit that held his captive. Laughing, as the beast weeped and screamed in anguish as it was forced to eat, to harm innocent people due to its fear of dying in starvation. In the time that Thundershock held it captive, it suffered the most traumatizing moments of its life, moments so deeply scarring it forced the thing to forget everything from his past. The good, the bad, the ugly. It went so deep, it eventually forgot its own name, its own identity. It didn't know who it was or wanted before.

It escaped, it tried to live alone and away from people. Sometimes, it hunted animals it could find, the ones he saw to be the biggest and meatiest ones from what his infrared vision could detect. There started the rumors. A massive digging beast that would ambush only the biggest cattle, which would never be seen again or, to the luckier men, only seen in chewed up bones. 

Its trip to Tokyo had just been a mistake. It rose out of the underground to listen to the surface, to see if it had come back to a peaceful place. Its very presence sent everyone into a frenzy and, thanks to mistakes after mistakes, misunderstandings after misunderstandings, people began attacking him, pointing cameras at him. It ended up seeing them as villains, as bad people attacking him who, in his very simple mind, was innocent. It devolved rapidly, ending up escaping to the mountains and, subsequently, being targeted by the Army. Dozens of soldiers killed before it was subdued, it got dragged back, looked over, inspected, insulted.. and now it was forced to fight Rin, the second human to ever show him kindness.

Its rational side kept furiously screaming and crying, tears flowing out of the thing's eyes while it kept trying to slash at the wall, repeatedly scratching it, forcing several little debri to fly out every time it did so. Of course, it grew distracted, getting pulled out of the ground by her quirk, no longer in its natural habitat. Thanks to the QED however, it could use all of its power: it swung its tail from the side, trying to strike at Rin.