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Nick and the Chlorofiend; Trip to the arena
Topic Started: May 30 2014, 12:09 AM (58 Views)
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Nick took of his gray hoodie and tossed unceremoniously to the side. He paced as he recounted how he had gotten here - the arena. It had been a rough past several days,. The band broke up in a rather explosive fight, Aksana was mad at him - again. Hey, he thought to himself, that blonde asked him to look at her tattoo. Couldn't help that it was on her tush. What's a guy to do? Nick just shook his head and went through a few stretching exercises, flexing his arms to make the cobra tats ripple a bit. He was a showman at heart. The crowd murmured in anticipation of the next event. Nick's. The announcer introduced Nick although there wasn't much to add...too many formers to be honest. Then he announced what was in the cage. What in the name of Iommi was a chlorofiend?
The cage was lifted and Nick began to think this was a joke. It looked like someone had put a large bush of some sort in the cage. As he waslked closer he said out loud "What am I a gardener now?" Then it began to change, grow taller and take shape. It was * feet tall - thick legs and long, gangly arms. Looked like leaves roots, and mud all thrown together to make a B-movie monster. The emerald green and glowing eyes were more than a little creepy as well.Nick barely got out of the way as tendrils came from the arms - his vampiric reflexes were the only thing that saved him from getting wrapped up. "Dahell!" he muttered as he rolled out of the way. Springing back up he did several backflips as a he put distance between them. Nick was worried as the thing began to move toward him..quickly, very quickly. It's scream sounded eerily like wood being torn apart.
Focussing a bit Nick formed a long, pointed spear and waiting until it was dangerously close he thrust it forward. He knew it was a bad move when it went through with no apparent effect. The swing Nick took to the side of the head rolled him several feet before he was able to stand up again. Clearing the cobwebs he brought chains of shadow up from the ground. To know real use as well. The damned thing was just to strong. It shot tendrils to him again this time wrapping around his torso and began squeezing. Nick felt his ribs giving a little as breathing became harder. At once he went limp, relaxed and imagined a wedge of shadow b coming between his chest and the tendrils. He wasn't sure if it was the wedge or just going limp but he was free and rolling off to the side. He was thinking. A first some would say..but he knew piercing wasn't going to do it. Crushing was doubtful, and Eagle Claw strikes like wouldn't be effective either. Fire would be great but he didnt have the means for that. "Think Nicky think!" he said aloud.
Then he started to hear a song in his head:"---like a laser, a six string razor...."
"Thank you Quiet Riot...cutting...."
Showtime. He backflipped several times as the creature came up on him. Then he concentrated and made what appeared to be an axe made of shadow. He imagined the handle in his hands, the double-bitted shape. More important he imagined the sharp edge. He knew his next few moves were either going to be winners or he was going to be carried out in broken pieces.
The creature fixed its glowing green eyes on him and moved purposefully towards Nck. Nick was only dimly aware of the watching crowd focussed on what was coming. Sifu might be amazed that Nick DID pay attention during weapons training. As the creature came close and stretched out its armas Nick let reflex take over. He dropped into a roll and as he passed by the chlorofiend he flicked the axe out in a quick, powerful shot and cut into it's leg. The axe bit and the creature let out a yowl. The stroke didnt go through but Nick managed to use his rolls momentum and pulled the axe free. The thing stumbled and Nick let his spped due the talking...as a vampire he was fast. In spades. With perhaps a little more flair than was necessary he ran and jumped high in the air and brought the axe down on its head. It made a satisfying thunk-crack as it hit with Nicks weight and momentum behind it. It was a deep cut. And apparently fatal as it slumped to the ground and quit moving.
Nick stared down at it. He wasnt sure how he felt at this point. Mixed emotions went through him. He knew it would have killed him but he really didnt feel like he accomplished anything worthwhile. Walking to the wall he picked up his hoodie and slung ot over his shoulder. He bowed briefly to the crowd and made his way out the exit door and began a lonely wlk home.
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