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Every motion continued in themselves as the Dark Knight clutched his right arm. Anxiety had overidden the fire that sparked in Inelight's eyes, sweat trickled down his brow, and his structure gleamed forth a malevolant portrayal of momentary alignment.

The moonlight stretched, expanding itself far beyond the Arena. It's solemn rays made themselves comfortable, reflecting off the Dark Knight's blade as they descended. It's paleness was a vision to behold. It served the distinct intuition of battle, and at the same frame, the prudence of vast warriors. It had shone itself on the field of battle once again.

The Dark Knight caught a glimpse of a contingent of flames streaking, and so he reeled a counteracting blow. He shoved Argath to front the assault, and taking the flames to the steel he spun, creating a whirl of blazes upon himself. Inelight'es eyes carried it's perciever towards Neo, splitting the image of ferociousness for it's master. Inelight twisted his hold of the blade, and cut in a horizontal row, sending the trapped flames back to it's predescessor.

Neo's cloak shimmered behind him, designing the fashion of Neo's entity. The figure took itself to wait no more, and started a complete sprint down Inelight's path. The flames were cut mercilessly, torn from their rifts as Neo craved passage. His edge aimed at Inelight's torso, conflicting the possibility of a mirror thrust.

Inelight met the blade with the same accusation, flinching as the sparks of steel made their way to his cheeks. His cutting blade held for it's own, taking Neo's weapon to itself in a test of pure endurance. Finally, Inelight loosened his grip, faltering the hold on Argath for a release. His feet lifted, and gave a wrenching kick to Neo's chin, sending him staggering backwards. The landing sensation was met with another arc, the Dark Knight caught Argath in the twirl, and cut vividly on Moe's shoulder.

The Dark Knight stood his own grounding, cleaning his edge of the taint that it spat as he waited for Neo again...






The motionless SC starts to stir after a while. He opens hi eyes, the glint gone. He rolls over and looks at Strider. SC smirks. His body dissapears into the wind.

Strider- Dammit. I used that on a clone?? DAMMIT!!

He stays on alert, knowing SC could be anywhere. He starts turning, his eyes full of anxious fear. His arms start twitching from the quietness. He hears a rustling behind him. He fires an arrow into the bushes. He retrieves it to see a rabbit speared on the end. He hears something land behind him. He turns around and sees nothing. He hears something land behind him again. Again he turns. Again, nothing. He hears something land next to him. He turns. He sees three identical people there. All look like SC.
They all take thier daggers out and start circling Strider. One dashes at Strider, but dissapears and lands behind him, stabbing him through the shoulders with both daggers. the other two take the new advantage and stab one each through Strider's hands. Thierother two daggers go through his biceps, disabling his arms, with a total of six daggers in his arms.
The SCs step back and bow. Strider looks puzzeled, but relizes what is going on. He looks up, only to see the real SC floating above him, Dae Hyanda unsheathed, the shadowsteel glinting in the light. The blade is pointed downward. SC flys up, then dives back down with great speed. Strider barely has time to roll out of the way. SC hits the ground, again causing small fissures.
He charges at Strider, angry now. He slashes Strider across chest, arms, face and back. He then knocks each dagger loose with his sword, peeling up skin with them. The daggers hit the ground and dissapear with a puff of sulphuric smoke.
SC steps back from the pitiful site of Strider laying on the ground....





I slowly walk into the arena, wind blowing sharply with cool crisp air. My hair is blown around wildly and I brush it out of my eyes. I take a couple more steps, and am now in the trainig arena. My comrade, SS, a great fighter and brother, is going to train with me. He is skilled, skilled indeed. The reason for the training...

I see you across the arena. You stand still, your cloack billowing in the wind like the waves of the ocean. I lock eyes with you, and you give me a small smirk. I return a grin, then unstrap Morthoseth of my back. Morthoseth is my mighty spear, it contains power beyond any normal persons comprehension. A mystical mysterious power to control speed and also transfer elements, such as dark fire. In return, SS unsheaths his blade, Shadow Blade. The surface of the blade gleams in the sunlight, and the blue aura around it glows silently. It was a blade of shadows, the blood of many warriors splashed on the silver surface. With are weapons drawn, I take the initative, planting my left foot into the soft dirt on the smooth terrain of the battle grounds and lifting off. I seem to fly at you, my speed is amazing and I seem like a blur, or a wraith. My feet hit the ground harder, causing me to pick up more speed, with dirt and loose foilage to fly up in the trail left behind me. I approach you, cutting through the wind wih speed beyond anything you have ever seen. I seem to be going for a kamakaize, for I do not stop while I close in on you. I then see the white of your eyes, and then stop. I face you, just a couple of inches from your face. The wind I sliced through rushes past me and whirls at you, blowing you back a couple of feet with a staggering step. I snicker at you, then quickly swing Morthoseth at your face, slicing your face from chin to chin. Blood seeps from the wound, but it dosen't halter you in your counter attack. You jump at me, Shadow blade coming straight down towards the top of my skull. I quickly rasie Morthoseth, blocking with a loud clash of steel on steel. We both jump back, and prepare to duel again..


Shadow stands up grinning as he was not harmed by the patheic assult that was released upon him. A force of bright aura pushed off my body as a field of energy surrounded my body. With lightning speed, I teleport myself infront of Spawn and puched my Demon Blade in him, penatrating his flesh and stomach organs. Spawn gasped for air and let out a painfulcry. I kick him off my blade with thrust, sending him to the ground with a loud THUD.

Shadow: Its about time I get SERIOUS!!!

An expression of confusion covered Spawn's face. Sapwn regained his composer as he stood to his feet. Rushing toward me wit unbearable speed, he catches me off ground. Punching me in the nose, black blood quickly poured from it. After the punch, he sweep me off my feet sending me to the ground and with no heart what so ever, he shoves his mighty blade into my chest. As i lay there in pain, gasping for air, he twist the blade around and the pulls it out of my weakened body leaving me to die. He turns aroud to walk off when he feels the presance of someone as dark as he. He fault the horror of his own body leak from the pours of his skin as I touched his back. His body froze all over, stunned to see me still alive. He turns around with a look of dreadfulness on his face and looks at me. He then looks at the wound in which I inheriage from him as I stood there in shadows. He noticed that the wound slowly healed, as if it reganarated it self. Spawn stumple back in disbelief, almost cowarding out of the fight. I pick up my Demon Blade which i dropped and Yall at Spawn how is several feet away from me

Shadow: Stand!!! Pick up your blade!!! DIE LIKE A WARRIOR OF SATAN!!! BECAUSE SOON YOUR GOING TO A PLCE MUCH DEVILISH!!!!!
Spawn: I............It...............It it can't be!!!!!!!!

Shadow glowed a violent red color as his body and blade gave off red rays of light. His body was cover in black aura. Kamikaze picked up as screams of lost souls covered the desert. Spawn drops his blade, and grabs his ear falling to the ground. Shadow points his blade at Spawn and says



DEMON STRIKE



The moon dissovled in the black clounds as well as the stars as everything became black. I put my left leg foward and dash toward Spawn who stills holds his ear from letting the souls scream enter. I get to him and punch him in the stomach. He lets his ear go to clutch his stomach and the screams of millions of lost souls find a new home in Spawn's head, driving him insane. I uppercut him and he bites his tounge. Blood pours and oozes down his mouth. I wave my Demon Blade hard across his chest in an abstract motion, spelling my name and putting my symbol on his chest. I then raise my blade over my head and slash him down the chest. The slash is so powerfu that it brings him to his knees. Spawn falls to the ground, flat on his face as he trys to stop the screaming thats driving him insane out of his head. But there is no use since the souls are part of him now. The symbol that was imprinted on Spawns chest showed upon his back. The symbol glowed red and within the symbol, Spawns flesh begin to bubble up. Withing a flash of a second, his back exploded leaving green blood everywhere. The moon suddenly reappeared and the starts brought out the night. A light of pure green evil the size of a golf ball emerge from Spawns dead corspe. Shadow walks to the dead corpse and grabs the green ball of light. Without being nervous, he puts the green light in his mouth and shallow it.

Shadow: Good fight...... BuT yOuR dAmN sOuL iS mInE!!! MuHaHaHaAhaaaaa!!!!

In the body of Shadow,Spawn finds himself burning in a place much devilish then hell. He then leads around to find a exit but with no luck. The flames surround Spawn as he trys and make his way throw bones and heads of the dead. He then excepts the fact that he will be here for all eternity, hearing the screams of the souls WITHING SHADOW!!! he looks at his hands as they burn and he realize that he is now just a lost soul. He joins the others and scream forever...........








Coughing, sputtering up vital organs, Fly struggles to bend his neck to look at his wound. Rolling over to his back in immense pain, he struggles to lift his head. trying many times. Rauko stares in delight as the agony and pain in Fly amuses him. Rauko treds forward, confidently, defiantly. Smacking Fly in the head numerous times in a taunting like fashion. After a few slaps Rauko decides to straight punch Fly. But as the fist lowers Fly begins to seep into the ground. Staring in astonishment then recalling the moment of their last battle when fly did the same thing Rauko darts backwards as shards of earth erupt upwards. Fly then stands, vines protruding from his midsection winding themselves around Fly.

Rauko: heh same trick dont work twice

Fly:.. true thats why i improvised

A vine then shoots out of Flys torso wrapping around Raukos neck, he quickly cuts it off and looks up to see Fly has vanished. Sensing the movements rauko turns his gaze behind him to find Fly in the moment of thrusting punishment forward and dodges it. Rauko then goes to swing his own Luciendar, and seemingly the blade goes through Fly. A small smile crosses Raukos face as suddenly the image fo Fly fades. rauko then feels a thud in the back of his head and begins to lunge forward. Fly then appears behind rauko and folows him to the ground,repeatidly beating th eback of Raukos head. Standing after his assault Fly slowly staggers as a small amount of blood trickles out of his right ear.

Fly: you'll pay for that

Fly then jumps on the back of Rauko twisting his head sidewards and locking his legs and arms so Rauko cant move. Placing his mouth near Raukos revealed ear a defeaning crack is heard as Fly begins to dislocate his jaw. Flys jaw drops menacingly as a small gust of wind bristles past the two. A scream is then let out of Fly, directly into the ear of Rauko increasing in pitch every second. Rauko goes to move his hand upwards but are restrained By Fly as Rauko begins to fade in and out of consciousness. Blood trickles out of his ear as the dizzines begins. Finally Rauko drops his head and the struggle stops.

Fly then lets go of the hold and stands. picking Rauko up by the top of his head. Slamming Raukos head downwards,Fly tries to stand him up inevitably propping him up against a tree then pummelling him finsihing with three somersaults cracking the trunk of the tree and forcing Rauko through it.


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