Durem Graveyard

DUREM GRAVEYARD

Sacralicious! Open graves and shovels lay around, awaiting to be used.

Terrain

General - The entire field is littered with tombstones and open graves, providing many obstacles to deal with.

Weapons - Shovels.

Bonus Effects - 'Good' aligned abilities and magic suffer a hindering effect due to the natural shroud of death surrounding the area.

"Well you should of ****** seen it! You were in a **** Lambo! You're meant to be **** careful!" Xerion yelled at Jack before stopping beside him. He felt like smashing Jack against something hard, really **** hard. "You're going to have to get us around now, dumb ****! How the ****** ya going to do that?!"

Looking at the massive swarm of shirtless woman Xerion swore. "Well, ya seen Ashera or Janus yet?" He asked Xerion while watching the swarm come closer. Jack just had to be the person to love attention, didn't he...

"They were with us when you decided to sleep, dumb a**. But anyway, security should stop them before they reach us...Right?"

He said before taking a gulp. The fight could be over before it even started. That would suck.

Just then a Red with white racer stripes Ford GT drifted up infront of Xerion and Jack. The driver was none other than Jacks buttler, Chiri.

"Sir, your gear is in the back. You left it at home."

Chiri would say before getting out of the car and walking to who knows where. Smiling Jack opened the back door and pulled out his sword. Now he was ready for a fight.

Looking up Jack spotted that 001 guy sitting on a Grave keepers shack. Grinning Jack began moved his sword up to rest it on his right shoulder. So, guess 001 wanted a run with Jack now. Awesome. But sadly they had to wait till all teams were there.

"Yes?!"

He called back. Just then the fan girl hoards would be stopped by the security. Many were placed under arrest, others escaped. But now the fans were showing up. Nearly time.

"Alrighty then..."

Jack would reply before grinning, it was time to show off his little power, as that was usually cool. Swinging his sword around he shoved the blade into the ground. And with that, nothing happened.

"The hell..?"

The graveyard must do something to his powers, some kind of magic thing. Growling Jack just pushed out more energy till there was a little blue glow around his outline.

"Bloody hell..."

Still, with him expressing that much energy there should at least be more than that. It might be that he was tipsy though. And once again Jack unleashed his energy till there was a blast of blue energy flowing around him, melting the snow away. Picking up his sword and resting it on his shoulder Jack grinned at 001.

"You're goin' down!"

Unknown would only smile. His right eye would glow a bright green. Like it was scanning something important. Maybe. His green eye would give off that clicking and high pitched noise. Much like a machine. But it wasn’t, just a natural ability. The eye turning back to a purple hue. He would lean up against the building. He would fold his arms out in front of him.

“…Now to wait “

The light mist danced its way through the graveyard to quickly circulate over one of the tombstones near 001, the mist starts to spin faster, and faster till it touches down on the ground then solidifies to be the 6'1" kitsune with glowing blond hair, and ice blue crystals that were now observing their opponents. Kamui yawning to himself, as he slowly sits on top of the grave stone he was so rapidly circulating in his mist like state. Resting his tired posterior, Kamui was less than impressed by them, he found 001 more amusing, but he was also thinking of stealing all of the teams fan girls. Remaining quiet Kamui would just observe.

Looked like their whole team was there, but where the hell was Janus and Ashera? Xerion then saw the massive lizard guy, saying he wanted Janus. poor guy, Janus was small. if only Xerion wasn't the Alt.

"No need to fear. The ONLY woman is here." She called out in a sarcastic remark.

Digging an eye gookie out , she flung it at a tree and yawns gently, showing her small fangs. She was dressed in her normal fighting drabs again. Tight black leather pants, bikini like top. Her weapons dangled from her hips, her hair danced gently in the wind.

"Yeeeaaahhhh... Sooo..."

And then Ashera was here, which made three people in total. The fight could start now. Stepping forward Jack was pumped to fight 001 now, there would be no stoppin' this fight.

"So, 001, you ready ta rumble?"

Bazzra made his way towards the edge of the combat area. He wanted to get as close he could to the fight. It was no coincidence that he appeared at this fight, he had found Janus' name in the tournament listing, and tracked his team to this location. He was strolling through the gravestones when he noted the two teams. He could hear nothing from this distance, but he could see the two of them. He was hoping for a win in Janus' team, otherwise this whole endevour would have been a waste.

Surrounding the sorceror embassor were his four bodyguards. Large twelve foot humanoids, covered in black plate armour from head to toe. The perculiar part of the armour, was perhaps the face. There were no holes for eyes, or even breathing holes. It was simply a piece of metal, fused around the head, a featureless piece of metal where the face should be. Speaking in a complicated tongue, the metal warriors froze upon what seemed to be the boundry for the match, and took positions alongside Bazzra. Bazzra on the other-hand simply enjoyed the aura of the graveyard, so much potential...

Kamui raised his left leg up, pressed it too his chest, then wraps his arms around the bended knee. Observing his opponent coming into the picture, Kamui smiled, and blushed ever so slightly when he observed her tight leather pants that went all the way up and made a nice tight a** of themselves. Licking his lips savagely, Kamui raised his right hand, and tipped his hat toward Anna in a slightly respectful and flirtatious manner.

"How are you tonight Asherah?"

She smiled lightly and saluted to him a bit.

"Good, and yourself? Ready for a good fight?"

Asherah took the tombstone next to him and sat down upon it. Just resting before the first big bang.

{[Thank ya.

Anna, you can start your battle, if ya want.]}

Reaching out with her right hand as well, Asherah firmly gripped his hand and shook it. A good honest handshake.

"Good luck."

And she meant it. Walking back a few steps, Asherah sighed out and smiled warmly, perhaps it was the only warmth in a place of the dead. Pulling a few stretches with her arms and legs, Asherah then cracked her neck to either side, then her knuckles to follow. Sliding her right leg back about a shoulder length apart, she lowered her open left palm so that it was hovering above her hips, and the other hand a tight fist up by her shoulder.

This dancer was ready.

"Are you ready?"

Kamui enjoyed the hand shake but it was meant to help her off of the tombstone, but its alright. Time to have fun, Kamui watched Asherah setting up her stance then Kamui followed suit by jumping back slightly, and setting his legs shoulder with the part as well. Lowering his stance slightly her dance partner was almost prepared one final thing needed to be done. Closing his ice blue crystals, then parting his lips, cold air began to escape them at a rapid rate, greatly chilling the surrounding air around the two dancers.

Kamui with one of his senses shut down, the other for were ablaze and highly in tuned with his opponents body, he could hear her heart beat as the blood flowed through her body, the cracks of her different bones, not to mention the surrounding area was dirt, rocks, and grass. With his aura spread throughout the field this kitsune was a king of his people and thus he was highly susceptible to any of the slightest changes in nature.

"Its an honor to share this battlefield with you Asherah."

"Go Ash!"

Jack called out to her. The crowd that seemed to just form suddenly began cheering as the fight began.

"I LOVE YOU ASH!"

"BEAT HIM UP, ASH!"

"YOU CAN DO IT, ASH!"

"OMG YOU're SO HOT ASH!"

"Yew can do it, KAMUI!"

The crowd began cheering. It seemed team Pathways had the most support at the time.

~MeanWhile~

"Excuse me, Jack Nozima. I'd like to ask you a few questions."

A woman wearing a suit had come up to Jack and asked him to answer a few questions. Turning around to face her Jack smiled happily.

"Yeah, sure."

"Alright. Jack Nozima, You are the Captain of Team Pathways, how do you feel about this fight?"

"Well, I think we're going to ****** own up. Only problem is this ****' snow, ******' annoying."

"Right, how did you go in your preliminary fight?"

"I did alright, got a bit hurt here and there, but pretty good."

"So, who will you be fighting for your match?"

"I'll be fightin' that 001 guy. I was originally goin' ta fight that guy who's fightin' now but when there was that little outburst in the Crimson Hawk myself and 001 had a tiny confrontation."

At that time a replay of the scenes in the Crimson Hawk Hotel began playing. One scene showed Jack behind 001 taking hold of the guys chair, followed by the security coming and stopping it. The footage stopped before Jack spewed up.

"Well, good luck, I'm rootin' for ya!"

And with that the reported walks away to talk to other people.

Minomusho smirked as his opponent arrived, “Well then looks like the runt of the team as arrived. I don’t take kindly to the waiting game, boy!” The Hazard would say ad he situated himself onto a tree branch.

The Lack of fans didn’t bother The Lights of Sanghelios; they didn’t expect or want fans. It meant that they had to over exert themselves and lose focus of the battle. He also knew that the higher his team got in the tournament, the more likely it would be that his team would acquire fans. Meh what did it matter, the fans wouldn’t want to see him, but the other three.

Snapping back into Reality-Land, Mino muttered under his breath, “I hate the ****** Security on the damn hotel, now how can I get free st!”

Peering up at the Hazard, Janus would nod, never taking his eyes off of his opponent.

Better late then never, no? Don't judge me until you've fought me. I'm sure you'd rather be fighting me than Xer, though.

Pointing at my fellow team mate, the alternative would likely see little action. Janus would try and let him get a little play time, though. How he would do that was an entirely different issue.

So, are you ready?

[Not a problem. Don't know if we should officially start yet, though. Still missing a member of your team, and we're the only ones from both sides online.]

The flying Hazard did startle Janus, but he had made one critical error. Displaying his ability to fly so openly would give Janus a very large piece of information about his otherwise mysterious opponent. Taking a few steps back as well, the young man would smirk at the towering dinosaur.

Yet another advantage Janus had. Size. He could easily dart between the tombstones and even the trees, while the Hazard would have to push through them and stumble over them to get at the man. This would be a long fight, and Janus would more than likely lose, but he wasn't going out without laying some pain on his opponent.

Sliding the steel ring into the inside of his fur coat, Janus nodded at the Hazard.

I, Janus Deai, the last of my kind, am honored to fight you.

Janus did not wish to reveal what he was just yet. Still too early in the tournament for that vital bit of info leaking out.

The roar would not phase Janus as he'd jump to the left, tucking into himself and rolling away from the Hazard. Leaping to his feet, He'd begin to run in the opposite direction, reaching his right hand into his jacket and pulling out two steel rings. Tossing them into the air behind him, the young man would roll forward and come up facing the direction he had just run from. If he'd gauged right, the Hazard would about five feet behing him, the two steel rings still between them.

{1}

[Not at all. Works in my favor.]

Janus would feel the slight pressure on his eyes, the lenses he'd had grafted onto them kicking into action. Though it was becoming dark, the scene before him brightened. The Hazard would crouch behind a monument, but his form was much to large to do so efficiently. Maybe if Janus's vision was affected by the waning sun, then it might have worked. The two steel rings would begin to dart ack and forth, serpentining up and down, left and right, diagonally, basically in every direction. Though, no matter which direction they darted, to, they'd continue to get closer and closer to the dinosaur. They were moving in such sporadic directions that it seemed there were more rings then two. In fact, there were more rings now. Twelve, to be exact, but each waited for the other to dart before doing so, hiding in shadows and behind obstacles, closing in on their pray.

All Janus would do was smirk. He would not be cocky, would not let his guard down, and would only use the amount of skill necessary to win.

{2}

Jack would sit beside the new person and yawn. He had been watching for quite a long time and was bloody tired now, the alcohol didn't help much. By now there were many fans cheering the teams on, which was a good thing in Jacks eyes.

Miroshi noticed the person take a seat next to him, he looked over at him for a moment then looked back at the fight. He couldn't keep himself from reaching out his hand and saying, "Nice to meet you, I'm Miroshi."

Jack took the mans hand in a strong firm handshake.

"The name's Jack, Nice ta meet ya too."

He would say before pulling a packet of cigarettes out of his pants pocket. Lightin' one up he just waited for these fights to be over, he wanted to fight so bad right then. Maybe because the drunkenness had worn off or because he was just getting cold.

Miroshi shook Jack's hand with his best handshake, trying to make a good impression. Miroshi yawned a bit, still tired because he didn't get too much sleep. He held his head up with his hand as he turned back to watch the fight.

"...Hmmm. I guess I didnt read that manual"

He would smile.

"...You got cig. Ive been dieing for one of those "

((Sorry phone Call.))

Mino Charged on through the rings, his head covered in scratches, “Were are you? Oh there you are!” Mino chimed as he caught the sent of his foe once again. Following it to the grave he smirked, “Just like eating live Moray eels!”

Energy Charge: 1

[ Post 4 summary:

Mino Charged through the attack.

Found his foe and began to charge energy. ]

"It is. I was thinking of driving back to the Crimson Hawk and grabbing some food to bring back here."

Jack replied before taking a drag. Watching as the massive lizard thing ran through those blades Jack grinned. He knew he chose a good team to go with. If everything went right then they could actually pass the first round, really depended on everybody's performances though.

Looking up from his obviously hindering and overall compromising position, Janus would smile a little on the inside, this Hazard in for a little surprise.

Two things would happen, both at almost the same time. From his vantage point, Janus could approximate where the Hazard's tail met his body. With that information, the twelve rings, somehow with sharper, larger barbs around their rims, would shoot towards the dinosaurs as. Yes, his as. They would spin and cut, scratching at the exit of the dinosaur's bowels.

As this was happening, Janus would open the palm of his hand, the chain wound around it shooting up at the Hazard's head, aiming to wrap around its mouth and clamp it shut, these metal links free from barbs.

{4}

[Sorry. Couldn't resist. xD]

Unknwonw would grin and watch the fight. He was on his toes. Ready to jump in if his friend needed him as a striker. He was ready. Becuase that last attack woudl seem difficult to avoid. Such things shoudl put any team mate into a frantic demeanor.

"...Damn Hazard. KICK HIS a**!!!!!! "

He would yell over to hazard. For kick his a** was their key word to destroy everything and anything around them.

Mino smirked, as he knew a cowardly attack out come, with a roar a pulse of energy was release from the Hazard, knocking the chain, and the blades way. “Really now, did you think I would not have smelt your sent on objects you have held?”

Now with a predatorial look in his eyes, the Hazard would jump down, hoping to land on his foe and inflict damage with his sickle toe claws.

[ Post 5 summary:

Mino blocked the attack with an energy pulse.

Mino jumped upon his foe and tried to attack with his sickle toe claws. ]

Unknown would take the hot beverage.

"...Thanks "

He would then sip on it. Still watching the fight

The chain would snap back and Janus would feel the wave of energy jar his bones. The steel rings grinding into the hazards a** would, bounce away only to return, grinding and tearing into its flesh and drawing blood, following the beast down into the grave. That is, of course, if it had a rectum at the targeted area, and if it wasn't armored better than an armadillo.

As the Hazard would jump down, Janus would, to the crowd's surprise, fly up and out of the grave. This was not what happened, but anyone who saw it would think so.

What actually happened, and only the Hazard would know this since he'd be able to smell the metal, the chain that was wrapped around Janus's hand trailed up his right arm and wrapped around his midsection. Because of Janus's controlling ability, he was able to lift himself up and out of the hole with the aide of this chain. Granted, as he rose up, the claws would slam against Janus's chest, but the placement of the chains would prevent total penetration of the claws. Two small holes, about two centimeters deep, would be cut into Janus's chest, small amounts of blood running down his torso and staining his tank top which now had two cuts running down the length of it. Looks like he'd need to look through his luggage and find another.

In the air, Janus was now exposed in every angle. What would the Hazard do now? It was down in a hole with razors bitting into its sphincter.

It was not a good day.

{5}

[EDIT: Didn't see you knock away the rings behind you.]

The Hazard Roared with Pain and anger. The Bone Layer and stopped the rings from doing any major damage but the Beast with in a rampaging mood. Removing the rings from himself, he crushed them into un-useable bits of metal. “Oh I can’t wait to find you on the streets after this b*h, Cuzz your gonna ****** Die!”

The Hazard Snarled as he took to the air, his eyes dead set on maiming this ******** up!

Drawing his blade the Hazard would slash relentlessly at his foe, hoping to knock the living s**t out of his foe.

Energy Charge: 2

[Post 6 summary:

Mino destroys the rings that hit him.

Mino flies out and at his foe.

He then starts to slash at him relentlessly. ]

(( Your gonna pay! ))

His foe was about to know a new world of hurt. Janus’ scent was all over the place, but it didn’t matter, his body was finally read to deliver a blow. Uncaring of the damage his wings took, the pain his body was in, or even his own life, he was focused on one thing, delivering the pain back.

The Hazard’s body seemed to glow orange, though the beasts mahogany scales. The beast’s mouth opened to reveal what looked like magma at the back of the mouth. In powerful display of power, the air itself seemed to get drawn into the beast’s mouth.

“HELL FIRE CANNON!”

With that said, the attack would stream forth from Mino’s mouth most likely engulfing his opponent in the hellish attack delivering some serious damage and even the risk of burns! “Now we are even!”

[Post 7 summary:

Mino took your restraining attack.

Mino fired off the Hell Fire Cannon.

Mino most likely won. ]

Minomusho Wrote:

[Post 7 summary:

Mino took your restraining attack.

Mino fired off the Hell Fire Cannon.

Mino most likely won. ]

((I'm sorry, I'm just an observer, but only 2 charges and its a deadly attack?))

Janus would smile at the lava, not afraid of the red-hot liquid. As the young man was about to counter, Jack would jump in front of him and deflect the attack, his arm mutating into a wall to prevent the liquid from reaching Janus. There was obviously still a lot he didn't know about his captain. As Jack's arm returned to its human form, Janus would smirk and speak.

Thanks. I owe you.

Looking back at the flying Hazard, Janus would frown. Calling out to it, he would not move. The light was growing dimmer. He could tell by the pressure on his eyes.

I respect you and your kind, Minomusho, and I don't wish to harm you anymore than I have. But, if you persist, I will understand. Honor is terrible to lose when you still have it pure and whole.

The Steel rings floated behind the Hazard, barbs sinking back into their cold, steel body. This fight had been exerting on Janus, but he could only imagine what he had put this noble warrior through.

{7}

In the mean time Jack had got some new bandages to wrap up his left arm once again. His arm felt pretty weird at the time, might have had some actual damage done to it, not many people could harm his left arm. in fact, nobody has harmed his left hand to date, till now.

"********>

“I CAN NEVER DIE!” The Hazard roared as he charged forward, faster that the chains, but not fast enough to avoid the tearing scales from his body. The Beast was ready to finish this.

Sheathing his blade as he charged he got into the classic running position that the Raptors of Jurassic Park are know to use. While a normal Raptor couldn’t have his hands wrist down, A Hazard could. Roaring as he got ever closer he would leap up ready to pin his foe down.

Energy Charge: 2

[ Post 9 summary:

Mino ran faster than the chains.

Mino sheathed his sword.

He attempted to jump on and pin his foe down. ]

Mino turned just in time to see his opponent behind him. Then the Chains hit. Ripping through his wings, they devastated them, leaving only bloody stumps that squirted blood here and there. “Now you will feel the attack!”

Once again the tell-tell signs of the Hell Fire Cannon appeared on the Hazard’s body. The Magma looking energy blast was ready to be fired.

“HELL FIRE CANNON!”

This time this was to close for him to miss. Though now with most of his energy drained, and his wings gone, Fatigue was setting in the Beast, but it didn’t matter, the Stream of destruction had to have knocked his foe clean out.

[Post 10 Summary:

Mino took the chain attack as it destroyed his wings.

Mino got a Hell Fire Cannon off at Point blank range, though it remains to be seen if it had any effect. ]

Unknown would place his white hot chocolate on a small gravestone. He would then charge forward.

"Thats my cue "

His right hand would be glowing with a bright purple hue. Then out of nowhere he would run towards Janus. The fist would go slamming into his opponents mid-back area. The raw kinetic energy would explode from his fist.

“…Kinetic Bullet “

Unknowns’ feet would dig into the ground. The snow kicking up from beneath. The fist, followed by the raw energy would leave a bright purple mark on the opponents chest in its wake. Such power would knock him forward with a powerful force. Thus disrupting his attack.

Janus would, luckily, feel the force of the energy a few moments before impact, giving him a little time to react. Tucking his arms into his sides, he'd bend them so that his fists would be by his face. At the same time, he'd Turn to his right and lean in the same direction, causing the blow would strike Janus's left bicep, spinning him violently towards another open grave and popping his arm back and away from his body, dislocating his shoulder. He'd manage to regain his balance and catch himself just before falling into the grave, clutching his limp arm with his left hand.

The Hazard would come sliding towards Janus. Janus would jump into the open grave he was next to and duck, the chains he'd kept wrapped around his legs ripping through the fabric and rising. They would grow razor-sharp and angle towards the sliding Minomusho and acting as those 'wrong way' tire spikes. If the Hazard wasn't careful, these chains would rip into its tail and continue through.

Second damn time I've had a dislocated arm.

Janus would grumble to himself as he'd yank violently, popping the arm back into place. It would be sore for a long time, this blow much more substantial that that he'd received in the preliminaries.

The young man had been back into a corner once more, but this time he might no be able to escape.

{11}

Mino flipped over the chains using his forward momentum. The he would find himself curled up into a ball, falling into the same grave that Janus was in. “We finish this Here! One will leave this GRAVE!” The Hazard roared in anger, hoping to land on top of his weakened foe.

[Post 12 Summary:

Mino flipped over the spikes.

Then used his momentum to attempt to land on Janus, but will land in the grave regardless. ]

Janus, crawled out of the grave, groaning as his shoulder reminded him of what it had just been through. Nodding at Jack, Janus spoke, his voioce tired and soft.

If I get in a bind again, let me find a way out. We might need those assists later.

Looking at the rising Minomusho, Janus would move the chains into a net below the Hazard, ready to catch him when he fell. Literally. The net would part and wrap around the hazard's feet and a hand, hog-tying him, another around him mouth. It would more than likely fail, but it was better than nothing. It bought him some time, though, and time was a good thing.

Now, how would he manage to perform the attack he had in mind?

{12}

After reaching his car Jack sat inside and breathed deeply. Opening the bag of food and drinks Jack pulled out a bottle with green alcohol inside. This drink was known as Absence, 89.9% alcohol. Opening the bottle Jack took a big swig before closing the bottle. Putting it back the alcohol took effect. Most of his pain, mainly in his legs for lifting something so big, left his body when the alcohol took effect.

Taking out a cigarette Jack began smoking once again, waiting for the fight to be over.

Still sips on coco

"...You know those things will kill you "

He would say to jack. His right fist glowing dimmer

Mino felt at peace, the dim-lit grave, the sounds of the chains following him, the shovel in his foe’s hands. Yes this was going to be a fight to forget the first part of, but these final moments would be something to remember. Leaping over the grave with grace that a deer would never have, he ran on getting ever closer.

“Seeeeeeeyahhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Mino would start to spin as he got closer to his foe, like some kind of cutting whirlwind out of a popular adventure game. This would give the Hazard range that his foe didn’t have, as well as a deterrent for another Assist.

Energy Charge: 2

[Post 14 summary:

Minomusho charged forward leaping over the grave.

The He proceeded to go TLoZ on Janus. ]

Janus would Jump back, trying to keep distance between himself and the spinning Minomusho. Circling the Hazard, Janus held the shovel in his right hand, gripping the middle of its handle with his left. The chains would stop following the Hazard and drop down into a nearby open grave.

Time. Just time, and Janus would come out alive. Just time, and Janus might even be winner of this bout. But now was the time to be most cautious. Last second efforts in an attempt to win were common.

Unfortunately, Janus wasn't much different.

He just had to keep his wits about himself and watch out for another Striker assist.

{14}

Mino let the sword fly at his foe as once again his body started to glow orange. But unlike the other time he held the attack in as he charged forward, but breaking off at the last few steps to run circles around his foe.

Only 4~3 feet away from his foe Mino grinned, the Tribal war-paint he had put on at the feast had become doused in his own blood and the dirt and snow. The orange energy let light shine through the Beast’s knife like teeth.

“It ends here!” Mino said, he and his foe were exhausted, and this would most likely mark who was to win.

The Blast was released and Mino still was circling his foe, hoping to knock his foe out with this final effort.

[Post 15 Summary:

Mino threw his sword at Janus.

Mino creates and holds in a Hell Fire Cannon

Mino circles his foe and then fires the attack of.

The hazard is now weak as ********. ]

As Janus had expected, a last ditch effort was heading towards him. Well, time to win or die trying.

One chain would come out of the ground and wrap around the sword's handle and pommel, slowing it down until it crashed to the ground a few feet before Janus. The chain would then disappear back into the ground, heading towards its brothers.

This Hazards was putting his all into this fight, and Janus appreciated that, but he was not about to let that attack hit again. A blistered back was one thing, but his face?

As the blast was released, Janus would attempt something new. One chain would emerge from the ground four feet before Janus, forming another shield like the first, readying to catch and bounce back some of the energy of the blast heading towards him. Three more chains would emerge just below Janus, sticking out at an angle and creating a cone of sorts. These chains would begin to spin, digging earth out from underneath himself and pushing it to the side, sinking the piece of ground he was standing on into the earth. This would never happen fast enough to be an evasive technique. It would, however, be used as an attack As the blast neared, the three chains would snap taught towards the Hazard, sending the chunk of earth Janus was standing on towards the Hazard up and over the beam of energy, shovel held at the ready, the three chains that had dug out the crumbling piece of earth circling around Janus's body.

He didn't know if it would work. Hell, he didn't know why it had worked so far, but no matter. He was soaring through the air towards the Hazard.

This match was going to be over soon, anyway.

{15}

Mino didn’t care that his final attack was defeated, didn’t care that he was about to get hit. His body ached and wished for rest, and that’s when the Adrenalin finally pumped into his system!

“This will not happen!”

The Beast with all the might he had left in him, Grabbed and swung his blade at his foe like a big a** bat. His foe was lunging towards him and would have little, if any time to react, giving this attack a 99.9% success rate.

[Post 16 Summary:

Mino’s adrenalin kicked him giving him some last minute strength.

Mino swung the flat of his sword with all his might to bat his foe away. ]

{[I think he meant swing it at ya or somethin'.]}

Mino roared as the chains pierced his flesh. Dropping his sword he ripped the out and threw them back at his foe, which was airborne for the moment.

Thoroughly exhausted, his body bruised and battered, he stuck his sword into the ground and leaned on it. Barely able to stand, the Hazard would watch for his opponents land fall so he could attempt to hold off another attack, when his FIGHTER buzzed with a message stating that the time limit for his and Janus’ match was over and that they needed to leave the area so the next participants could being their fight.

[ Final Post summary:

Mino gets hit by the chains and rips them out.

A message stating that the first fight of the best 2 of three was over, appeared on his FIGHTER. ]

"s**t!"

Jack would yell before running from his car towards Janus who now lay unconscious upon the ground. Reaching him Jack bent down and checked for pulse and breath. There was still a pulse and and heartbeat, a good sign. Grinning, Jack was proud with Janus. By now the medical team would be arriving to help Janus. It was a good fight against hard odds.

Now it was Jacks turn.

The morning light had now risen and shone over the Graveyard where the two teams and spectators were. One fight was over, another to begin. This fight was between Jack and 001. They seemed to begin a tiny rivalry in the Crimson Hawk during the big commotion. So this fight should be good.

"Jack! Jack!"

A male dressed in a suit came up to Jack with a microphone and video crew. He looked to be a reporter, probably was. Maybe he was just recording for the HoH square. But whatever the case, he was talking to Jack.

"Good, we caught you. So, Jack, During today we have seen you come to your fight drunk and in a Tow Truck. You have showed off your strange left arm. And you have kicked a rolling Lizard man into the air with your bare hands! Since you are rather new to this scene, well known for your fight with Yusuke, the world wants to know. Are you going to be able to beat your opponent?"

Jack was still a bit emotional about Janus, but replied anyway.

"Dunno really. The stuff I've read about this 001 guy is that he is a MMA fighter. From what I've seen he can use some purple flame. ******, they already ****** up Janus pretty bad so now I'm pissed and want to give them back what they deserve."

Quite a nice reply if he did say so himself.

"Alright then. Your team member Janus was fighting against Minomusho. During the fight he looked like he was running most of the time, but he got some attacks off. In the end he looked like he took the worst of the fight, will you be running from your opponent?"

Now that just sounded like the guy was trying to insult Jack and his team. If it wasn't on live television Jack would of just knocked the ******** out right then and there.

"Janus was running cause he had a big ****** Dinosaur coming after him. ******, even I would've been running. But anyway, I won't be running from 001! End of interview."

Jack would then turn away and head toward the main fighting place.

Just at that moment cd Jack had put in earlier began playing. The sound of angels chorusing boomed out to the sound of war drums. Following this the sound of a slow solo began drowning out most sounds around the graveyard. During the solo Jack would move forward and look at 001 with a grin. His right hand rose and unzipped his Jacket. With his Jacket unzipped Jack tossed the top to the side which looked like it was in slow motion. As the Jacket hit the ground the drums began booming before hard guitars began playing. This song was Into the Battle by Ensiferum.

Jacks icy blue eyes moved from 001 to the crowd around the Graveyard. This battle was going to be good no matter what happened. If Jack lost, it would still be ****** awesome. If 001 lost, It would still by ****** awesome. Now was the time to fight! Now was the time to enter Heaven or Hell!

His eyes trailed back to 001 before Jacks grin dissapeared. He could hear only 001, not the crowd, nothing but 001.

"...Let's Rock."

Jack would say before bringing his right hand up to his chest, only a few inches from touching skin. His left arm came out infront of him, a fist not formed. A blue glow formed around Jack as he looked at his opponent. Jack was serious now, no more jokin' around, no more. This was Heaven or Hell! It was time to make his PATHWAY to the top!

[1]

Unknown would smile. Appearing from a darkened corner he would stop onto the battlefield. He would walk over hazard and stand over him

"...Damn you. I told you not to overexert yourself "

He would then lift the large lizard up. He woudl be heavy even for him. He woudl then walk slowly bringing him over to the sidelines.

{[The best kind of post.

-Will stop spamming now. xD.-]}

001 would bring his partner to the side line. Placing him against a gravestone he would move form a crouched position, to a standing up position. Watching as he was carried off he woudl hear his teammate talk

"...Yea, go get a bite. Ill handle this "

He would then turn his head to face his opponent. The news all around asking him questions. He would think this battle was about the fight not the media. His teammate gave one hundred percent, and 001 would give one hundred and ten. He would tilt his head to the side cracking his neck. Then he would slam his left fist into the palm of his right hand. Then the loud cracking noise would be heard.

“….About time “

He would say as a evil could be seen in his face. H e would then walk forward to meet his opponent in battle. For this was a battle after all. Words would not be necessary from this point on. So he wouldn’t say not even one. He would start off with a simple fast paced walk, Then a jog, and ending he would go into full sprint. His speed would be abnormal for a human species. But for 001 it was normal. For as far back as he could remember this was how he moved, and reacted. His memory was not his, something was missing, and it left him in dark part in his life that he rather not remember. But he had come a long ways from then. He was in a tournament of the best fighters. This was not only fun for him, it was a search for a worthy opponent. Someone to test his existence.

“…….Death is not worthy of those who do not deserve it “

He would yell out to his opponent as he ran at him. His right fist and forearm glowing a bright purple hue. His eyes now would begin to glow also. It would be very blinding for those who looked directly at them. His hair flowing in the wind with ease. 001 would be fighting with all of his skills.

“…A true warrior enters the battle field with all of his skills at the ready “

He would say to himself. He was closing in on his opponent fast.

[1]

{[BRB, Dinner.]}

A fist is like a sword, doesn't matter how big it is it still cuts.

The two fists would smash into each other unleashing a large blast of energy, pushing hats off spectators heads. As the snow came down bolts of energy zapped around the two as they pushed forward at one another, they seemed equal in power.

Gritting his teeth Jack dug his feet into the ground and began to push himself forward. His fist would every-so-often wiggle about due to the colliding forces. Jacks newly wrapped bandages would suddenly tear off from the power being exerted by the two warriors.

The two would be at a stand off, equal in strength and not moving at all. Both seemed to be on the defense with their left arm. Grinning Jacks eyes burst open as he pushed his right leg forward with a sudden burst of energy. Jack had one step on 001, but now his left leg was holding him forward, it wouldn't be as supportive as his right.

"Come on..!"

[3]

The movement of 001's feet signaled something was 'bout to go down soon. Just as 001 arched his back Jack would act. His left hand would shoot forward straight at 001's face for a good ol' straight punch. If his fist got to 001s face it would his just as he said 'Here'. There would be no stopping the punch anway, 001's fist was on the other side of the two colliding hands, so no blockage.

If the fist hit Jack would break the clash between the two by jumping to his left and going into a roll. He would come to a stop about four feet away at his feet. His left hand would take hold of a nearby shovel which was standing on end in the dirt. Swinging the spade around his arm Jack grinned.

The swinging would quicken. Faster, faster, till the shovel was spinning around like a helicopters blades. How could this be physically done without Jacks left hands wrist being broken? Well because his left arm had no bones, no veins, no nerves, nothing. It was just there and being controlled by Jack.

"Come."

[4]

Jacks left arm would come back after the miss to have 001 send a punch to Jacks ribs. The attack sent him sideways and made his left hand come up in a late reaction, blocking the second attack by accident. Jumping backwards Jack would stumble before coming to a stop by a Spade.

Spitting out blood Jack grinned, his opponent was pretty strong. Taking hold of the spade beside him with his left hand Jack would begin swinging the spade around. The swinging would quicken. Faster, faster, till the shovel was spinning around like a helicopters blades. How could this be physically done without Jacks left hands wrist being broken? Well because his left arm had no bones, no veins, no nerves, nothing. It was just there and being controlled by Jack.

[5]

{[Got ta go, I'll reply later.]}

“What the ******** ? “

He would say to himself. 001 would think how this was possible Then he would realize where he was. Nothing was ever normal about this place. But then again the man wasn’t the most normal looking thing either. 001 would proceed by slowly moving backwards. He would be watching the shovel, for a single hit from that would kill him and the man didn’t want that. He would be disqualified and 001 would continue in the tournament. So the man would be playing a dangerous game here.

“….I would say drop that weapon before it becomes the last thing you hold “

He would threaten the man. Just then his right fist and forearm would glow. Then something new would happen. The left would follow the same procedure. So now his right and left would be glowing. 001 never used both hands full charged with kinetic energy because it meant widespread destruction for anything he touched. 001 would then charge forward, maybe he was stupid for running into danger. But the man wouldn’t risk hitting him with something like that.

“..Lets see how far this would go “

He would yell as he proceeded forward.

[5]

001 would slightly raise his guard to cover his face from the snow. You could say his tactic worked, but not completely. His eyes could see through most things. The snow was only another obstacle. The snow would fly in his face, grinning he would begin to back up. He would then to have a clear visual, then he would feel the extreme pain of a full forced punch. Without thinking both of his hands would shoot up. They would grab the an around the wrist. W without a second to spare his right foot would step in front of the left. Then the torso would twist

“….AAARRGGHHH!!!! “

He would yell as he would begin to spin. It would seem like a marry go round. The rather small framed man swinging this other man around in a very fast fashion. Thus he would negate the mans jabs for the maneuver would very quick like. Now it would be not known what was going to happen next. But the opponent better think of something quick.

“….Now is the moment…”

[6]

So the man didn’t want to go for a marry go round. Well he would just have to settle for this. 001 wouldn’t waste time, since he was dragging the man, and still holding his wrist. He would pull the man towards him with all his might. He would twist his torso to the left, while his right boot would lash out. So while the man was coming towards him, the boot would slam into his solar plexus. The proximity of the two was dangerously at a medium range. The kick had a high probability of actually happening, due to the fact the man was being jerked forward. But then again not all attacks worked.

“….He!!!! Yo!!!!!!!”

He would scream like his favorite role model Jack from dead or alive. It would be actually funny to him. This whole battle now. Something would have to give and it wasn’t him. 001 would grin slightly as he performed this. His mind would be in the battle but not really. But his body was overexerting itself. Even though his stamina was still high, he would begin to feel the effects of fatigue.

[7]

001 would be surprised that this man can with stand to blows to vital spot in the body. But now he was pked on and was being suplexed into an open grave. How ******** great. 001 would be like..

“…What the fuccccc…..”

His voice would trail off as his body was flying about six feet down. This son of a b***h he thought. Before reaching the bottom he would slam both of his hands into the side of the open grave. His hand submersed in dirt. He would climb his way back up.

“….I’m going to kill you for that “

This had to be the most ******** up fight he had ever fought. Once near the top he would push himself up. His body would get to the top but not without him grabbing and clawing to the edge for near dear life. But not really. He still had a lot more in him. Once to the top he would be covered in puke mixed with fresh dirt.

“….I just brought this vest “

He would grin at jack. He would then extend his right hand out. His left hand would come over to hold the right wrist. The right fist would begin to glow more brighter than ever before. But this time it would be different. The area around the fist and forearm would be emitting a deep kinetic aura.

“….That attack I used on Janus….was only a taste of its true potential “

He would the run at jack, the fist still charging the energy. It was now or never to 001.

[8]

001 would go charging. His right fist reeling back for a purely offensive attack. From the speeds he was running you could say he resembled a very large tank of some sort. The aura around his right fist and forearm was great. The snow whipping in all directions with great ferocity. A smile would crease across his face. For if this worked out as he wanted this would surely end the battle quite early.

“….Lets end this “

His right fit would slowly creep forward. He would break past the opponents guard but yet he didn’t attack. He was waiting for his opponent to make the move. Its not like it would matter, such pure energy would hurt, if the man was in a defensive stance or not.

[9]

Without thinking He would pounce off his feet. So much velocity behind him is such a short distance. The right fist would flow forward. The punch would be aimed for the chest.

“…Kinetic shot “

Was what he would yell. The area around them would resemble a large snow globe of some sort. The snow still whisking around them with so much power. It would feel as if a snowstorm was hitting. But 001 was not effected by temper change as the next man. His skin was tougher maintaining a constant body temperature for a period of time. His fist would pile drive through a weak defense that if he had any.

“…Ahhhhh “

He would yell , for he knew it would not be such an easy task to go through such a defense.

[10]

001 would be pushing forward very slowly. Then he would realize the man would break such a powerful bond. The little b*****d was going to Bail, but 001 would not be having that

“…Get back here “

Before the man got to far from blowing away he would jump forward catching him by the neck. Jerking him towards himself, the right arm would draw back. Then as the man was jerked in closer the right fist would connect with his stomach.

“….Kinetic Shot “

He would repeat. For he had never really did the first part, of his three part harmony. A smile would come across his face. For this one the beginning of the end for him. The attack would be raw pain. It would feel like a cement brick hitting you in the gut. Plus with his weak defense at this point maximum damage would be dealt. that’s if he didn’t fait from such an onslaught.

[11]

001 would be surprised. That this little ******** had caught him. His mind would be going in circles as he would do the attack. Once he saw his arm turn blue his natural intention was to guard his face. So the right arm would come up to guard but it would be too late.

“…Son of a bii…”

He couldn’t finish his sentence for his right hand and forearm would take the brunt of the attack. But his face would get the rest. The right side of his face would be badly scarred. He would yell out in pain, but he wouldn’t let go of jack. His grip would only get tighter. He would grit his tooth thought he pain as his right arm would draw back once more. Revealing his blood covered face.

“….Double Shot Kinetic Overdrive “

But this time he would attack with an open palm. The palm connecting with the mans chest. A purple radiated shockwave would pound into the man. It would feel like a powerful sound wave rattle the body at a very fast pace. Everything in the immediate radius would be effected greatly. Since the man was focusing on not being choked out and attack. His guard would be open once more. This would deal maximum damage, it would be a miracle if this man did not knock out from this. 001 didn’t know how more of this he could take. He was losing blood fast, but this attack should end it.

[12]

The little bugger was persistent. For he was going for his wrist. Which was a wise decision. But not really. 001 would start to feel pain, for his body was getting a bit numb from all the blood loss. He would think to himself that maybe this guy was fighting out of desperation and a such. But no that wasn’t it. He was pissed perhaps he wanted 001 to end this.

“ Kinetic Double Barrel Gate “

He would scream. His whole right arm would turn a bright purple. Just then his hues would glow so bright it would be blinding the crowd and people around. Then he would suddenly throw jack to the ground. But right after his back would make contact with the ground 001’s right fist would go smacking into his chest.

“….This is were it ends !!! “

He would yell. Much like shotgun from yuyu hakashu. A large blast of energy would be condensed into a medium size radial blast. The raw kinetic energy would smack jack as hard metal girders. The force would be strong enough to knock anyone into a coma state. But this guy wasn’t normal. The snow underneath him and in the immediate area would blow away. All that would be left is Jack, 001, and a crater type terrain. If one could see from a aerial view a big brown dot could be seen.

“……….”

While the fist still touched his chest and the attack was over. 001 would jerk forwards. His body coughing up blood. Then his right arm would begin to pulsate. The raw kinetic energy bursting out his pores creating large gashes in his right arm.

“….I never used that much energy before, Hell….I never finished the sequence “

001 would say. As blood would pour form his mouth. For this was the first time something like this would be released from his arm. So much raw power.

[13]

Tumbling in would be Asherah.

She reeled her fist back and smashed a tombstone into pieces. But of course, this was not all. The shards would not fall to the ground, but instead levitate in the air. With a flick of her wrist, and the glow of her eyes, the shards span out in cloud, poised to draw blood. Sweeping her arm as she id she were smacking someone, she directed the shards to him at an alarming. The shards would not cease until they hit their target, they would rip through energy like a hot knife through butter.

"Gotcha."

Asherah then turn tail and ran ot of the way, not wanting to get a yellow card.

+[Sorry I didn't post much at all. I've been doing lots of stuff lately, mainly running sports. So here's a post before I go to do morning training.]+

Xerion was watching from the sidelines. Jack was fighting ******** awesome. From suplexing the guy into a grave to unleashing that amazing Holy Spear attack. It was awesome. But would he beat his opponent?

"Go JACK!"

Missed, and there wasn't anything he could do but try to survive the rest of the fight now. But how would he do that with his right arm being completely smashed, literally un-usable. His left arm was the only thing he had left now, but his left arm was something to be delt with.

And just like when he strikered the arm would suddenly mutate and form a wall blocking 001 and Jack from eachother. The Kinetic shot would pound at Jacks wall shield, pushing Jack backwards till he was halted by a grave stone. By sheer will power Jack would cling on to consciousness.

The wall arm would then return to normal as he hit the tombstone, waiting for 001 Jack grinned a sadistic grin. His teeth covered in blood, his right arm covered in blood, his clothing covered in blood. But still Jack grinned. What a sport.

[15]

"...No...There's still one place I can go..."

Jacks legs would begin to move till he was standing on the balls of his feet in a crouched position. Once in position the shards would hit the grave stone.

"One last place...Where I'll feel no pain...My head."

And with that with the strength of will power, Endurance and adrenaline Jacks legs would take him forward, his left hand cocked back into a fist. One last desperate attack. But what he didn't count on was the fact the shards behind would explode, he just thought it was crap aim. With the explosions Jack would be sent forward much quicker than before.

"YAAAAAAH!"

He would yell before swinging his fist at 001s face. Whether it hit or not didn't matter, as afterwards Jack would fall to the ground, unconscious.

[16]

Jacks eyes would open slightly once to hear 001 say what he said. No matter the outcome, Jack didn't care if he lost. Not anymore at least. He was injured, he was ******** over, he was going to the hospital in a Limo.

"Yeah...It is over..."

Jack would reply before passing out again, where would he become conscious again?

[17-End Battle]

{[Wanna continue rping in the Crimson Hawk?]}

001 would smile. Looking down he would reach into his right pocket. Pulling out a locket he would open it. There would be two pictures of people he had never remebered. He would then reach out and place it around jacks neck.

"....I never knew you into today. Placing the past behind me....will be my first step "

H ewoudl say. Then he would look out the window waiting to arrive at the Hotel.

-Fin-

[17]

[[Sure...its your post thought lol]]

Asherah sat on a tombstone, slightly slumped, her eyes staring into nothing. Both of her teammates were thrashed, but she wouldn't let herself become like that no. The damp, rotting soil beneath her feet stank of death. And she was basically alone now. Just her, and Xerion. Destined to fight Casper the friendly ghost. And that little ******** wasn't there to take a stand.

"Well," she whispered, "this is productive."

Kicking up a stray rock, Asherah caught it and flung it at another tombstone.

Over, and over, and over again, until someone FINALLY showed up to fight.

Asherah picked up a rock, then flung it at Jack. It seemed her patience was wearing thin, who would blame her. Her body turned towards him, her face ladened with a grimace.

"Ya think?"

Asherah then returned to what she was doing. Sound the alarm. Pissed female in the vicinity.

"How's Janus doing?"

}I'm not mad, just my character. <33{

"Why you little! MAKE ME WAIT."

Before letting him take his stance, Asherah tromped up to him and landed a hard b***h slap right in his cheek. She then extended her finger to him as she backed up.

"Don't you EVER make me wait again. You HEAR ME?!"

Her FIGHTER beeped.

Sliding into her stance, Asherah huffed out in displeasure. she was not pleased in th slightest. Her Right leg slid back and planted itself into the ground. Her right hand rose up in a fist, and the other hovered by her hip. but she didn't hold this for very long, she was already on the move. her speed was fierce as she bolted towards him, her weapons dangled at either side of her hips. He wasn't that much taller than him, or that much heavier, so it would be easier than some HEUG GAI. And so she neared him at last, close enough for a blow. His defenses were at their prime, but it wouldn't be for long. Asherah skidded to a halt, kicking up dirt to his body. Reeling her right fist back, she hauled power into her punch and aimed for his jaw with an uppercut. And to not leave herself open, her left hand guarded her ribs and midsection.

}1/17{

[Anna wanted me to inform you that she had to go to class. She'll be back later. o.O ]

But the punch was not of the normal variety. This was one of her favorite techniques. It was infused with her power to shatter anything, be it solid of energy. The was forced to break, preferable leaving him open to another strike, in which she would indulge upon. Cocking back her fist again, she slugged him in the square in the jaw, but quickly backed off to sustain full physical health.

"Now now. Shields are no good love."

}2/17{

Unknown would be perched on a nearby gravestone. He would still have bandages around his waist for some reason. He was still in recovery. All of the major dangers was out of the way. He didnt feel pain much so recovering for him was a breeze. His right fist would be always glowing a purple hue. For he was ready to be called a striker. When ever it was needed.

"....So this fight begins. How amazing "

((My mom needs the computer, I'll be back in an hour or two))

Unknown would look over at jack

"...Looks like you heal fast "

Unknown looks at jack. Then his eyes would urn a deep purple.

"....Something wrong jack ?"

((Sorry, just barely got the computer back.))

Miroshi could not see his opponent through the flames, but it was easy to tell that she was blocking the attack somehow. Her attack came out of nowhere as Miroshi was tripped and fell to the ground.

Before he fell completely to the ground, thinking fast Miroshi created five energy spheres that shot out at the opponent. This attack would not give his opponent time to use the shards and even if she did, the sphere explode on contact and due to the close proximity of the sphere when one goes, they all go. This would knock the shards out of the way and save Miroshi if it came to that. Hopefully they would hit Asherah.

If the attack did hit Asherah, Miroshi would use this time to get to his feet and ready his staff.

[4]

[Spirit Energy: 82

Focus Points: 0]

Miroshi couldn't help but giggle when he heard the explosion compared to fireworks.

"You say the strangest things."

Before his opponent could get close enough to attack Miroshi would swing his staff like a sword with one hand. He would aim this swing at his opponent's stomach. This would leave him open to a counter attack. Miroshi would create a line of energy that would act as a second sword. He would swing this line vertically at his opponent’s right shoulder. This line was about 5 feet long, giving it exceptional reach.

[5]

[Spirit Energy: 78

Focus Points: 4]

Miroshi did not have enough time to dodge the attack so he decided he could try another one of his shields. He created a square shield infront of him again. He returned his left hand and the staff infront of him, just incase she did break through the shield again.

[6]

[Spirit Energy: 73

Focus Points: 3]

The staff was block by Asherah's forearm, but she did not get to stab Miroshi in the chest. Miroshi blocked the stab with his free hand. The sai cut at the flesh inbetween his index finger and middle finger. Miroshi then brought his leg up and kicked at her waist.

If the kick went through he would push himself away and charge energy into his hands, preparing another fire attack.

[7]

[Spirit Energy: 73

Focus Points: 5]

Miroshi covered his face with his arm. The diamond shards dug deep into his flesh. He winced in pain but fought against it long enough to see his opponent charging at him. He took the blow to the stomach, it was more powerful than he expected.

The blow to the stomach knocked the wind out of him, he was about to get hit by the second blow when he let out a large blast of fire from all over his body. This blast turned all the snow around him into steam and clouded the area around the two fighters.

Miroshi would take this time to jump back from his opponent and create another square shield in between them. If his opponent didn't attack him immediately he would try to remove the shards from his arm.

[8]

[Spirit Energy: 63

Focus Points: 3]

((Night. I'm having fun too. I know that tomorrow is the 1st round deadline. I won't make you edit any of your posts.))

Yelping out at the scalding flame, and at the man who threw the ouchie dirt in the air, Asherah looked down at the ground with wide eyes. There was an open grave to her right, just five feet away. Darting over, she saw a coffin.

"God save me..." She whispered.

Jumping into the grave, Asherah opened the coffin to see a random dead guy. Or rather a lovely rotting human shield. Lifting him up over her head with a bit of difficulty. But it would suffice. The dirt burned into the corpses flesh, and exploded. But there were worse things afoot. Like the smell... of.. burning rotting dead flesh man. A bit of the dirt reached her arm and blew up a portion of her arm, her skin now sheered off. Asherah would scream as the acidic snow stopped falling, and flung the dead guy out of the grave, and then herself.

Looking up to see him digging out the shards, she snapped her fingers again with difficulty to shatter the splinters even further. Embedding deeper into his skin. Her hand reached down and grabbed her whip from her hip, and with a flick of her wrist, the whip unraveled, and with another flick, would crack in the air.

Blood dripped from her wounds, and off her fingers and fist. But she tried to ignore the pain. Asherah raised her hand in the air, and lashed the whip at him, to his neck. She would try to strangle him with it, and ravel it further buy moving closer. Instinct now moved her.

}8/17{

Kamui for one reason or another, he backed up from his fight with Asherah, and sat back down on the grave stone he was perched on before his introductions with the young maiden. Watching from the gravestone, Kamui saw both the Hazard and 001's bouts. Remaining quiet durring the whole ordeal, Kamui was about to step up to fight Asherah again, but his spot was quickly taken by th alternate Miroshi, this fact really didn' bother Kam all that much as he had always had qualms about fighting a beautiful woman, but if is team needed him the ancient Kitsune would be there in a flash to assist any of them. Resting himself on the granite monolith, Kam sighs, and closes his eyes, parting his lips, Kamui says something barely inaudible.

"Damn, this was supposed to be my fight. I will be Miroshi's next striker she can count on that one."

With that stated, Kamui quiets to watch as Miroshi's sheilds are unmercifully destroyed 1 X 1. Closing his eyes once again, Kamui intunes his psyche into the surounding nature that they found themselves in. Feeling the energies that flowed through the two fighters it was clear that Miroshi had more power, but Asherah's powers were quickly attained, while Miroshi's were more effective.

Kamui taking his ice blue crystals from the fight, looked over to see 001 chilling sipping some kind of drink, while Jack lay in the imo still badly beaten, he then looked over at Janus to see him being healed by the tournaments first aid staff. Kamui continued to smile when he saw the Hazard feeding his maw after a well fought battle.

((Had to hijack a damn computer to do this. ))

Unknown woudl be watching the battle from the sidelines

"....Hmmm "

The shield was destroyed a lot faster than Miroshi thought. He didn't have time to grab a shovel when he hand was constricted by the whip. Miroshi was being pulled to his opponent and losing his footing. Miroshi tried to resist the pull of the whip but was pulled toward Asherah anyways.

She had bound him tightly with the whip, restricting the use of his hands. When she brought Miroshi face to hers, without giving her time to act, Miroshi hit his forehead to his opponents face. Miroshi didn't really like to hit girls, especially with such a cheap shot, but he didn't see her as a girl, just an opponent. Hopefully she would release her grip on the whip and Miroshi would be able to get out of its hold and charge more energy.

[10]

[Spirit Energy: 58

Focus Points: 5]

Blood dripped down Miroshi's brow. Asherah's sharp teeth kept sinking deeper into Miroshi's neck. He couldn't pull away without fear of ripping out his own throat. He needed to make her let go of her own free will or knock her out so she would lose muscle control.

Miroshi had trained long to gain his mastery of spirit energy. He had train to use, not only his hands to generate fire, but he could generate it anywhere on his body.

Miroshi closed his good eye and began to concentrate on making fire come out of his neck. His neck started to heat up as he charged energy into it. A strong blue fire shot out of Miroshi neck right where his opponent was biting. The fire would burn scold his flesh, but hopefully it would safe his neck.

[11]

[Spirit Energy: 53

Focus Points: 5]

Miroshi was spun out of control by the whip's release. Miroshi got dizzy and feel to the ground before Asherah lashed at his feet. He was lying on the ground when she jumped on him, slamming him with her fist. The fists would crash into Miroshi chest. He could feel his a few rips break as she landed her blows.

Miroshi would take a few hits before creating a square shield and flipping on top of his opponent. If he succeeded in turning the tables so to speak, Miroshi would push down on her with his shield; he would create three spheres under the shield and explode them at point blank range.

[12]

[Spirit Energy: 42

Focus Points: 0]

Hadn't he learned his lesson about shields yet? Guess not. The Shield would only be broken again, just like the others. For a moment, she stopped and snapped her fingers twice, making all the tiny, little shards rip out of him, and reform her sai swords. Ah the power of magic.

Reeling her fist back, one last time, she powerfully smashed her fist into his face, hoping it would knock him out. God how she wanted this fight to end.

"JUST GET YOURSELF KNOCKED OUT ALREADY!!!" She cried out frantically.

}13/17{

001 would be ******** pissed.

"...This ****** bullshit. Miroshi get the ****** up...fight back "

Unknowingly punching a gravestone it woudl shatter into a million pieces.

Miroshi couldn't feel his crotch. He had been hit right in between the legs one the many times. One side of his body was rendered almost completely useless by her attacks. His vision was being blocked by the flow of blood. Miroshi was pushed to his knees by her kick.

"She's good."

Miroshi reached into his pocket and activated his Kai Kube. His spirit flared up and pushed against his wounds. It would keep some of the blood from leaking and let him fight a little longer. He cleared the blood out of his eye just in time to see the Sai flying right for him. He barely dodged it by pushing himself over with his right leg.

Miroshi created another line shield. He used it to cut through the on coming whip, unless it was made of some uncuttable material. Miroshi pushed himself up with his free hand and kicked at Asherah as she got close enough to strike.

[14]

[Spirit Energy: 128

Focus Points: 4]

Miroshi through the line shield at his opponents whip attack, slowing it down long enough for him to get out of the way of the attack. Miroshi was sitting up holding his leg with his good hand. She probably cracked his patella, standing was not an option.

Miroshi wouldn't stand up, instead he would prepare for her to come at him with everything she had. He raised the best guard he could make with what was left of his arms. He created three large sphere shields four feet away of him, ready to explode if touched. Each sphere was guarding him from one flank, right, left and front.

If she tried to get around to his back, Miroshi would just spin the spheres. She would have to force her way through the exploding mines. The distance between the shields means that they all won't explode if one does.

[15]

[Spirit Energy: 119

Focus Points: 2]

Miroshi didn't have much time to act as his right and left shields were destroyed. As his opponent ran forward and prepared to slide Miroshi slammed the shield right on top of her, this caused it to explode and blew dust and snow into Miroshi's face. If his opponent was still moving after that, Miroshi was pretty much boned.

He still had to try to go for the win. Miroshi charged energy into his hands and aimed a direct blow with two streams of fire. The new found energy that the Kai Kube released made the streams twice as strong as they would normally be, each glowing a bright white. Miroshi was tired and didn't have much time left; he wanted to end this fight one way or the other. Miroshi was still sitting up and not ready for a counter attack, his last fire attack was all or nothing.

[16]

[Spirit Energy: 109

Focus Points: 5]

Miroshi wasn't ready to give up yet. Miroshi grabbed her hand as she tried to knock his away. He pushed himself off the ground and threw himself at her with all his might. He only had 30 pound on her, but it should be enough to catch her off guard.

She still tried to punch his face, but missed because he launched himself forward. Instead she hit him in the stomach. Miroshi scream in pain as he had been hit with another devastating punch. Miroshi hoped to knock them both to the ground. He grabbed her in a bear hug and if they started to fall he would grab on with his legs as well.

Miroshi took a deep breath as he prepared to fire another attack. He shot a beam of fire from his chest, aiming at his opponent trapped in his grip. The beam would burn his arms, and maybe his legs, but his opponent would definitely be toast.

Miroshi's FIGHTER beeped and let him know the match was over.

[17]

[Spirit energy: 104

Focus Points: 5]

Unknown would walk ont the battle field. Smilign weakly he would go over to miroshi.

"...Didnt do to bad kid "

He would smile. He would grab him by the waist. Lifting him to his feet he woudl sling the kid over his shoulder. He didnt care to much if the kid was coincious or not, just that he would need to get to the hotel.

((Good fight. I hope we get to fight you guys again, win or lose))

"Good fight, let's do it again sometime"

Miroshi was beyond tired. He had been pushed to his physical and mental limits. Just as the battle ended his spirit energy locked, an unfortunate side effect of the Kai Kube. His wounds were starting to bleed again, he was feeling woosy and losing conciousness, he needed to get some medical attention.

One of his eyes had some nasty burns. His right arm had been ripped to shreds by diamond shards and his right patella had been broken. He had takened too many blows to the stomach and crotch, he really couldn't move on his own.

That's when 001 came and picked him up. He knew that 001 was hurt too so he did his best to walk on his own.

"Yeah. I think I could have done way better"

Miroshi then walked off with 001 to the Hotel.

+[I found the game. And I will be getting off now and going over to Theory's house.]+

Hearing the call Xerion headed over and into the car. Looking at Ashera and Janus he chuckled. Love being made right there. Good on them. Looking forward again Xerion waited for Jack to drive off.

Janus was already in the limo. He'd entered it when he'd seen Ash could walk. He was relieved.

Now, it was just a waiting game.

As Ash got into the limo, her flaking and red skin rested on him, her body leaning into his as he reached over and gently touched her hand.

Everyone's favorite time-traveling Judge flew in from a nearby dimensional vortex to rewrite history once again! Whoosh~!

.Antique Heartbeat. Wrote:

Kicking up her leg, she smashed him square between his legs over and over.

"Yellow Card! Asherah! Unsportsmanlike conduct!"

In the midst of a PIME TARADOX, the Judge would simply slip the card into Asherah's back pocket. She probably wouldn't mind.

TimeJudge AWAY~!