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Steele grunted in pain. The fire was beginning to scorch him. He was a sitting duck, he had to get out of this whirl wind! The wind wasn't strong enough to lift his weight up into the air, and if he hurried he wouldn't that burned by the fire. Quickly he dashes on all fours out of the whirlwind, and right on the side Phillis was. Steele looked at him and tilted his head. He had forgotten this was a THREE way battle, he begins to pursue Phillis!
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Steele takes out another knife from his pocket and lunges at Phillis, even if Phillis blocked the knife Steele would still land on top of him. (Okay there's no way to say that without it sounding wrong lol)
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 27, 2011 22:54:56 GMT -5
(It's quite alright. Nothing wrong with kinky fighting.)
"Eww, you're all bloody." Phillis muttered, trying to push Steele out of the way. He manged to dodge the knife, but of course Steele still landed on top of him.
Phillis coughed, Steele was heavier than he looked. He grabbed onto Steeles wrists pushing them back, he didn't want anywhere near that knife.
Steele used his claws on his other hand and put it up to Phillis's neck. "Give up er' I'll cut yer' throat." He lies still bleeding onto the ground around Phillis. He had to be careful, he didn't want Phillis to accidentally be infected with Lycantrhope.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 27, 2011 22:59:59 GMT -5
Denzel had a look of pure panic in her eyes. At high speeds, she flew at steele. The only thing she could think of was to...
Denzel went with it. She tossed her dagger like a throwing knife and stabbed the back of steele's hand. she was still flying at high speeds, so she tackled the heavy werewolf off phillis. a Very painful collision which made something crack. maybe a rib, maybe he arm...could of been her colarbone.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 27, 2011 23:03:09 GMT -5
Phillis coughed, he was relieved to have Steele off of him. "Thank you!" He called to Denzel. He stood up, brushing himself off. He watched Denzel with concern, hoping she would be alright.
((I'll probs be on at my school lunch period and then whenever after school lol))
Steele hit the ground, his body tumbling in every way. He had a severe pain in the back of his hand. He finally landed on his stomach meters away from Phillis. The crowd was now chanting her name and cheering, they were beginning to love her! Steele groaned in utter pain clenching his razor sharp teeth. It felt like a car just hit him. He tried getting up but felt that same excruciating pain his hand. He looked at it. Denzel's knife had gone all the way through his hand and blood was practically pouring from it on to the ground. The handle stuck out the back of his hand while he blade was on the other side. Steele was in utter shock at the sight of this. He growled in a mix of panic and anger. He closed his eyes tight and grabbed the knife handle. He roared in shear anguish slowly pulling it out of his hand which caused a small puddle of blood to begin forming on the ground. "Hrrrrgh!" Steele growled clenching his teeth finally pulling it out of his hand and throwing it to the side. "You motherfuckers!Arrrgh!" He roars holding his hand. "I'm done being nice, you bastards are dead!" He was pissed off like never before. He charged right at where Denzel and Phillis were.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 28, 2011 12:53:58 GMT -5
"Phillis, move!!!" Denzel shoved Phillis, and he went flying out of the way. It felt like denzel was hit by a truck.... It deffinitly knocked the wind out of her.... She was on the ground, gasping for air. Many broken ribs and a broken colarbone. Painful? Yes. Very painfull. "Phillis-" she gasped, "You have to forfeit! Please!" She begged.
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Nov 28, 2011 15:30:49 GMT -5
"No." Phillis muttered, without a seconds hesitation. " And although I appreciate your concern, I think I can handle myself quite alright. I don't need to be protected like a child." He stood up, brushing the dirt off his jacket. "I think it be best that you forfeit, you're practically dead." Phillis said, standing over her.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 28, 2011 18:05:25 GMT -5
"DAMMIT PHILLIS! WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT?!" she gasped as she got up, holding her ribs. Denzel was pissed off.... this is another reason why she vowed to never come to town again.
Steele growled, viciously grabbing Denzel's neck with his good hand and lifting her up off the ground. His grip vice tight and getting tighter with his rage building up. Denzel was finished, with the injuries she had there was no way she could put up much of a fight, or resistance for that matter. Steele wanted to kill her, how he wanted to claw across her stomach and watch her guts fall out. No, if he did that, the whole arena would swarm in and try to fight him. He'd be thrown in jail if he was caught. Steele growled looking Denzel in her eyes. He couldn't take it anymore, he forcefully brought her up by her neck high above his head, which is over 7ft tall, and ferociously slammed her into the ground. The force from it causing a humongous crack. Steele instantly after looked at Phillis. He was the only thing standing in the way of Steele getting revenge on the whole town. People boo'd very loudly at Steele for what he just did.
Post by Namari Lovelle on Nov 28, 2011 18:19:09 GMT -5
Namari winced each time one of them was hurt. She wanted to intervein, she really did, but she couldnt. They werent going gainst the rules. So, she sat there and watched her friends hurt eachother one by one.
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 28, 2011 18:37:43 GMT -5
But you would rather watch one of your friends be killed? Denzels body quivered.... If she survives this, then she will spend months, maybe years, in the infirmary. "p-pillis...r....run...."she choked the words out. Her whole body was in something worse then pain. She wasnt even talking, really. It was more as if she was mouthing the words.
Steele turned around astonished. How was Denzel still conscious after that!? He walked to her and crouched. "Di ye get it yet hinny? Di you get it!? These people neva' cared, NEVA'! They're scum! Nd' while ye' were off tryin' ti fix yerself FIR THEM they jus' move on ti' hate someone else. Ye tried ti protect one, nd' now look at ye. Protectin' thee weak get's ye killed nd' betrayed! Why din't ye understand that!?" Steele yelled at Denzel. "These people are nothin'! They're PARASITES!" Steele growled. "I couldn't have promised that twee' would be friends, but I could've promised ye' a whole lot betta' than tis'" He gets up, his attention turning to Phillis. "You're next."
(omg I feel bad now XD)
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Denzel Kumori on Nov 28, 2011 19:08:46 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]'My turn.'[/glow], the voice was like a song to Denzel...a lullaby.
[glow=red,2,300]Raven took control.[/glow] Ravens eyes began to glow, and even though her body cracked in pain and agony each time she moved, she stood up. Her own blood pooling in her mouth, she spat towards namari. "Shut up you piece of fucking shit! You have no right to call them scum, or parasites." She pointed roughly at Namari. "You see that? you just called her scum as well... as you did all the other people you once called your so-called friends. So shut your fucking trap you miserable, whinning, bitching, no good, rotten, scum bag, douche!" ((sorry about that DX i dont mean to swear and stuff. But you really pissed denzel off.))
She coughed up more blood. "You...couldnt even- save a life if you tried....It doesnt matter what YOU think of me.... it matter of what i think of myself, and of what the people i call my friends think of me." At this point, Denzel and Raven were a whole. Slowly, raven...no....Denzel.... took steps towards steele. Her eyes glowing a murderous red- and the killing intent was high. This was worse then the Masacre. Darkness swirled around denzel AND steele... engulfing both of them. The darkness choked steele, tortured steele....It showed him what he is and who he has been. It also showed Denzels past, her feelings... everything.
Denzel wasnt going to become like steele. Thats why she tried to save phillis... Thats why she tried to change. It wasnt going to get her very far, of course...
She was almost dead... only living on oure willpower now. She was going to die. no.. she is going to die.
Last Edit: Nov 28, 2011 19:13:39 GMT -5 by Denzel Kumori