03-10-2009, 10:09 PM
Kokukashin quickly slipped a look to Dimitri, which was responded to with a modest nod.The Scientist dashed forward, holding his hand out as if he would soon thrust the needle into the half-ling's flesh. Ares instinctively hoisted his arm into the air to block the perceived attack, however, Koku withdrew his hand at the last second, and instead delivered a round house kick right into the hybrid's temple. Ares now had a dazed look on his face, which was doubled in intensity whenever Dimitri hammered his curled fist into Ares' spine.
The hunter coughed up enough blood to stain a good portion of his own shirt, yet he refused to give up. Dimitri chambered his arm, preparing to deliver another attack. Ares was ready this time. He pivoted around at an amazing speed before using a knife-hand to deflect Dimitri's fist, knocking it into the window of the rusted car. The glass shattered, some pieces even mercilessly pricking themselves into the youth's hands.
A wave of rage covered Dimitri's face as he freed his own hand, and swung it so close to Ares' face that the shards of glass ripped open fresh wounds in the hybrid's face. A drop of blood fell through the air and splashed into the ground. Ares' face now contained the same anger that had manifested on Dimitri's a few moments earlier. He held his face for a split second, while Dimitri tried to observe how much damage he had done. Ares forearms suddenly let out a burst of red ki. He punched with each of his hands at the same time, landing both hands side by side into Dimitri's chest. The boy's eyes opened as wide as tennis balls as he flew through the air until a huge, unforgiving oak tree stopped his body.
Ares felt the skin on his back rip open. He leaped forward while turning his neck to see Kokukashin. The scientist held his lanky katana out in front of him with both hands. Anger burned in his eyes like the fire of hell. The sword released a navy-blue burst of ki, similar to how Ares' arms had done. Kokukashin swung the blade again, smashing it right into Ares' arm. The blade dug it's way into it's opponent's wrist, however, the concentrated energy in Ares' arms prevented the sword from slicing off his hand. The two warriors swung their weapons into each other multiple times, each time a sonic boom would fill the air.
Ares finally got sick of his assailant. He hammered the sword so hard that it was submerged a few feet into the soil. The hunter raised his hand again, and brought it right down on Kokukashin's head. The scientists head moved against his will, speeding down until he collided into the dirt of the ground. He slowly tried to stand, but Ares slammed his fists down again and again. Ares brought his hand up in the air, ready to deliver the coup de grace. As expected, Dimitri noticed his comrade being clobbered, so he rose to his feet and delivered at least 20 ki blasts. Despite the fact that they were pretty weak because they were lightly concentrated, they all burst into the skin of Ares' back, grabbing his attention. Kokukashin ripped his sword out of the soil, pulling himself together to finally finish this guy off. He slashed his blade twice, gouging into his adversary's chest each time, forming an "X" shape.
Ares was heavily wounded. He had been blasted, smashed around, and even had his flesh ripped open by a huge sword. He was clearly outnumbered. Despite this, he was not at a complete loss. Several of Kokukashin's bones had been broken, and the scientist had thrown out tons of energy to keep up the fight. Dimitri had his fair share of wounds too.
"Well, I really did enjoy it" Ares snarled, trying to hide his injuries "but I am seriously done playing these games, grampa."
Kokukashin laughed at the nickname he had been given, considering how he was only 34. Ares ignored the chuckle, instead he bulged his muscles to their maximum as he erected his hands up in the air. As he brought his hand crashing down to kill Kokukashin, ignoring the blasts that had hit his back earlier, he felt an arm wrap around his neck, like a snake around it's prey.Ares identified the lib as belonging to Dimitri's.
In Dimitri's free hand, he held his syringe next to Ares' temple. Kokukashin felt a tingling rush of adrenaline as he clutched his own syringe, and dashed at the restrained hunter, with the needle gripped tightly in his hand...
The hunter coughed up enough blood to stain a good portion of his own shirt, yet he refused to give up. Dimitri chambered his arm, preparing to deliver another attack. Ares was ready this time. He pivoted around at an amazing speed before using a knife-hand to deflect Dimitri's fist, knocking it into the window of the rusted car. The glass shattered, some pieces even mercilessly pricking themselves into the youth's hands.
A wave of rage covered Dimitri's face as he freed his own hand, and swung it so close to Ares' face that the shards of glass ripped open fresh wounds in the hybrid's face. A drop of blood fell through the air and splashed into the ground. Ares' face now contained the same anger that had manifested on Dimitri's a few moments earlier. He held his face for a split second, while Dimitri tried to observe how much damage he had done. Ares forearms suddenly let out a burst of red ki. He punched with each of his hands at the same time, landing both hands side by side into Dimitri's chest. The boy's eyes opened as wide as tennis balls as he flew through the air until a huge, unforgiving oak tree stopped his body.
Ares felt the skin on his back rip open. He leaped forward while turning his neck to see Kokukashin. The scientist held his lanky katana out in front of him with both hands. Anger burned in his eyes like the fire of hell. The sword released a navy-blue burst of ki, similar to how Ares' arms had done. Kokukashin swung the blade again, smashing it right into Ares' arm. The blade dug it's way into it's opponent's wrist, however, the concentrated energy in Ares' arms prevented the sword from slicing off his hand. The two warriors swung their weapons into each other multiple times, each time a sonic boom would fill the air.
Ares finally got sick of his assailant. He hammered the sword so hard that it was submerged a few feet into the soil. The hunter raised his hand again, and brought it right down on Kokukashin's head. The scientists head moved against his will, speeding down until he collided into the dirt of the ground. He slowly tried to stand, but Ares slammed his fists down again and again. Ares brought his hand up in the air, ready to deliver the coup de grace. As expected, Dimitri noticed his comrade being clobbered, so he rose to his feet and delivered at least 20 ki blasts. Despite the fact that they were pretty weak because they were lightly concentrated, they all burst into the skin of Ares' back, grabbing his attention. Kokukashin ripped his sword out of the soil, pulling himself together to finally finish this guy off. He slashed his blade twice, gouging into his adversary's chest each time, forming an "X" shape.
Ares was heavily wounded. He had been blasted, smashed around, and even had his flesh ripped open by a huge sword. He was clearly outnumbered. Despite this, he was not at a complete loss. Several of Kokukashin's bones had been broken, and the scientist had thrown out tons of energy to keep up the fight. Dimitri had his fair share of wounds too.
"Well, I really did enjoy it" Ares snarled, trying to hide his injuries "but I am seriously done playing these games, grampa."
Kokukashin laughed at the nickname he had been given, considering how he was only 34. Ares ignored the chuckle, instead he bulged his muscles to their maximum as he erected his hands up in the air. As he brought his hand crashing down to kill Kokukashin, ignoring the blasts that had hit his back earlier, he felt an arm wrap around his neck, like a snake around it's prey.Ares identified the lib as belonging to Dimitri's.
In Dimitri's free hand, he held his syringe next to Ares' temple. Kokukashin felt a tingling rush of adrenaline as he clutched his own syringe, and dashed at the restrained hunter, with the needle gripped tightly in his hand...