Power Challenge

[Yoshimitsu]

OOC - Basically, this is a "Everyone Vs Yoshimitsu" battle. The only thing I'll say is, no more than 3 people join. It'd just be embarassing if more people joined after that, since I -know- Yoshimitsu's pretty damn strong.

BIC -

Yoshimitsu grinned. It had been a while, that was for sure. Been a while since his last full-on brawl, just for the sake of a fight. For the hell of it, he put a notice up in a few of his favourite hotspots for fighters, requesting a sparring match. So now, he was stood on the battle field named, ready for a fight.

For the fight, he wasn't exactly dressed like a fighter would normally dress. He actually had a combat outfit, but he couldn't remember the last time he had worn it. Today, he was wearing a simple black-and-orange outfit. On his head, he had a pair of goggles. Not swimming goggles, these goggles were slightly pointier in shape, and rested on his forehead for now, partially obscured by a blue side-fringe. On his top half, he was wearing a sleeveless zip-up black top with orange lining and zip. On his legs, he was wearing black combats that had a simple orange pattern running up the outside of either leg. Hanging at his waist were two swords, and stabbed into the ground behind him were a series of other, different sized blades.

The battlefield itself was quite desolate. It was a snowfield, covered in at least a foot of snow and ice. The few trees that stood were completely devoid of leaves, instead coated with a layer of frost. Boulders on the area were also completely obscured by snow and ice. Fighting in these conditions would be unusual, and Yoshimitsu thought fun. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes, telekinetically lifting one to his mouth and igniting it with a flame from his finger.

"Let's see who shows, then," he muttered to himself, grinning.

 

[Kalseng]

Warm stray breezes gently moved around Kalseng's thin body, warming the air around him. The cold, frost covered scenery was a nice shade of white, making it easy to look at as it whipped by. The light breezes nipped at his clothing, catching the edges of his thin, green vest-style jacket. The jacket had two leather straps on the back that were wrapped around a metal ring in the center, where Kalseng would usually keep a spear if he was carrying it. No spears were on his back today, however. The skin tight, white, long-sleeve shirt he wore barely shifted with the wind, but a couple of ripples occasionally tickled Kalseng's body. The light blue jeans he wore lazily shifted in the wind, but not as much up by his waist, where they were the tightest. A pair of green-rimmed goggles with a light yellow tint were pulled over his eyes, only resting there due to the way he was traveling.

His black gloved hands twisted harder as the motorcycle's engine roared up again, moving them farther down the highway. Kalseng took one hand off of the handles, steadying it with the other. He reached into his back pocket, and pulled out the folded flier. It opened up quickly, the wind moving the edges of it. It advertised a rather interestingly dressed man brandishing a sword, with a few words advertising a "challenge" to anyone that wanted to battle him. Kalseng had taken the opportunity by the horns.

Kalseng promptly stuffed the flier back into his pocket and put his hand back onto the handles. There was the gentle sound of an engine not too far behind him. The other person was probably only thirty seconds behind Kalseng, and he could hear the engine going backwards. Kalseng twisted the handles a bit farther, and the dark green motorcycle sped up. The windshield on it was rather clean, but that was because Kalseng was guiding the insects away with a few strands of wind.

When Kalseng saw the array of swords shoved into the ground, he made a sharp turn on his bike, slamming on the brakes. The bike moved downwards, and slid on its wheels at a 45 degree angle. A few columns of dust shot up as the Motorcycle zoomed backwards, and if eventually stopped, not too far from the man standing in front of the blades. It moved up to a fully standing position, and Kalseng looked back through the dust and saw his traveling companion still on the bike. Kalseng pushed a hand forward, and all the dust was immediately pushed outwards from them by Kalseng's wind.

"Alright, Lyn," Kalseng called back to his passenger. "We've got some fighting to do." Kalseng turned towards his opponent, apparently named Yoshi, and focused the wind around him into a tight air channel in his right hand. It wound tighter, and created a spear in his hand. Kalseng did a full spin of it in his hand and readied himself. He grabbed hold with his left hand just under the spear head, and grabbed near the back with his right. His stance became low, and his goggles were still over his eyes.

"All right, Yoshi!" Kalseng called out. "Time to meet your match!"

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Ahaa, this oughta be good..." Yoshimitsu muttered, observing Kalseng. Out of the pair, Kalseng seemed to be the more aggressive of the two, based on first impressions anyway. And a spear as the weapon of choice. Polearms. Which sword would be best suited for the spear, Yoshimitsu mused. He glanced at the swords behind him, then made his choice.

"Fuck the weapons, show me what you've got," Yoshimitsu said confidently. "See if it's worth my time to use any of those swords."

Yoshimitsu's movement was unusual, but elegant. Instead of charging right at Kalseng, he ran at an angle, swerving round the warrior before vanishing, making a quick step at super-sonic speed and approaching Kalseng from the other direction. With a jump, he spun and swung his heel round at Kalseng's head.

 

[Shiny Motley]

((OOC: Kal, I lied. Lyn and Lyni are the same for this RP, as in... combined powers. XD))

"He's not the only one here looking for a fight, you know," said a quiet voice. The girl had jumped off the bike. Lyn was wearing her typical everyday clothes, and not her combat things she usually wore for an event like this. Though it's been a while since she even set eyes on her suit. Her sweater was a pale grey in color, with some silver linings. She had a pale blue scarf wrapped around her neck, though it was more for decoration than for protection against cold; she could live in these sort of weathers with shorts and sandles. Her hair was black with purple and blue highlights. A side bang hid her left eye, though when the wind blew, it showed that, though the right eye was blue, her left was a deep violet color.

In her right hand, there was a small metal item. The item was ovular in shape and had a red knob on it, with words written on the knob, like "pointer" and "fan", though nothing suggested that the iten was anything like a fan. A pointer showed it was currently off. What the item could be used for, no one really knew except for Lyn, unless she revealed to them its true power. "Not now, though," she whispered to herself, placing the item into a pocket in her grey jeans.

Instead, her right eye started to glow, and the snow and ice immediately around her swirled into a giant mass, but it didn't stop there. The mass began to form into a shape, long and slender. When the swirling stopped, the girl was seen holding a large whip-like item, with a small black ball at the end. This she threw in Yoshimitsu's direction, and the ball, controlled by Lyn, started to spin around her opponent's leg. "You're not going to start fighting before you go and take your weapon, now, are you?" she inquired.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Too slow," Yoshimitsu said before vanishing again. He was almost glad that he could move at super sonic speeds today, because if that whip, or whatever it was, had managed to snare him then he'd already be in trouble. However, that was not the case and Yoshimitsu skidded to a halt in front of his weapons.

"I'm waiting to see if you two are strong enough to warrant me using a weapon," Yoshimitsu stated, flexing his hands. "But to be honest, I think you two need to... cool off."

With a sweeping gesture, Yoshimitsu concentrated briefly and telekinetically grabbed all the snow on the ground around him, launching it across the battle field like a tidal wave.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng felt the wind ripple around where the man stood, and it showed him where he had gone. When he felt the distortions moving towards his left side, he calmly waited for Lyni. His partner let out a whip of water, and the combatant jumped back, and focused for a moment.

"No weapons?" Kalseng inquired, cocking his head slightly to the right. "Alright. I'll play along." Kalseng twisted the spear around, and slammed the butt into the tightly packed earth. The entire spear turned back into breezes, which wrapped around Kalseng again. As he re-readied himself, he saw the frost come at him. He let the wall of cold get close, so close that it was to the point that he could feel the frost touch his nose, and he heard the enemy.

Kalseng did a straight punch towards the center of the wave, the wind around his forearm twisting and expanding. It blew a straight line through the snow, driving him straight through the wave until he was cleared on the other side. Kalseng took a moment and let himself steady. He had lost a strand of wind, but he could just take one from this battlefield later. They were good to keep around.

Kalseng promptly blew a few strands of hair out from his face and ran a hand over his jacket, knocking off any rogue snowflakes that had landed on his person. He gave quick glance backwards, and saw that he had actually diverged the snow on either side of him rather well.

Kalseng chuckled slightly, and made a mad dash to his right. The wind propelled him to the right by about ten yards, making him nothing but a blur. Kalseng rebounded from the ground and shot forward. He stopped about five yards short of Yoshi, and quickly shot to the left, followed by a sharp turn behind the tall enemy. Kalseng focused the energy in his hand for a moment, and quickly thrust it forward, but not hard. His hand landed on the small of his opponent's back, and a large amount of energy was propelled forward, small strands of wind flowing to either side.

Bits of grass were torn from the ground, only the strands at the end of the large, one hundred foot wide cone of wind. The energy was mostly discharged forward, but some wind had to be pushed backward. Kalseng grabbed hold of a rogue breeze, taming it. He let it orbit around him, returning some of the lost energy to Kalseng.

"Lyni!" Kalseng shouted, propelling his voice with a small amount of wind. "Now! Hit him with whatever you got!"

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"You're too fuckin' slow," Yoshimitsu stated simply. Even as Kalseng performed his elaborate move to strike his back, Yoshimitsu had expected a tricky move like that. With a single step to the side he dodged past the attack, wind rippling his shirt slightly and threatening to rip it from his torso. Without hesitation, Yoshimitsu spun and pointed both palms at his opponent, firing out a wave of flames.

"And as for you," Yoshimitsu said, spinning again to face Lyn. He smirked slightly, then vanished, moving at super sonic speed. Instead of directly attack her, Yoshimitsu ran circles around her. Literally. At the speed he was going, he was kicking up a whirlwind, a force strong enough to catch the snow. Within seconds, Lyn was surrounded by a tornado of ice. Yoshimitsu jumped out of his running circle and clicked his fingers, causing all of the snow to implode on one point - Lyn.

 

[Secad MS]

(Ooc: This better, Yoshi? If not I'll edit.)

Suddenly, however, a wall of flame came and melted most of the snow spiraling into Lyn. Surprisingly, a freaky, five-and-a-half-foot, white, human/gerbil hybrid thing fell into a pile of snow, spraying it all around the area. The thing was covered in white fur, but surprisingly had shoulder-length, ponytailed, dark brown hair. Other than possessing pink eyes, her face was normal, with a square chin and an upturned nose. It was wearing a simple, puffy, blue coat unzipped to show a blue T-shirt that said ‘Global Warming: Not Cool' and a grey, fleece-lined jacket with a skull on the hood. The hybrid also had specially made dark-wash jeans with a tail hole for her long, white, tail, and special legs to accommodate her bent, animalistic legs. On her head, she had some navy earmuffs covering her animalistic ears, and a pair of dark green boots, to keep the sensitive pads on the bottoms of her feet warm. Other than that, her ability kept her functional in the cold. If she wasn't pyrokinetic, she would be severely incapacitated, as she was a partly a desert creature in origin. Stupid genetic splicing. It was odd, though, that pyrokinesis was a side effect of the splicing.

Her name was Secad.

Along with a man with blue hair wearing orange, black, and goggles, there was a girl with purply, seeming to be accompanied by a man in a green vest with a motorcycle. They were evidently in the middle of fight.

"Seriously, why are you beating on little girls, Little Boy Blue?" She taunted Yoshimitsu, as she jumped over and sent a thick line of flame at him.

 

[Shiny Motley]

((OOC: Secad: One girl. XD))

Lyn blinked several times before she could comprehend what she was seeing. A large gerbil had seemingly saved her from the ice tornado, though where had the fire come from? Not Kalseng, that was for sure, but surely not from Yoshi either. The only other person, or thing, that could've done that was the giant gerbil.

Oh well, it didn't matter. At least she was safe, though she could've easily sent the ice and snow away from her with her own cryokinesis. Seeing the gerbil throwing flames at her opponent, Lyn decided using snow, ice, or water probably wouldn't be a smart idea in the present situation, so she used her only other weapon.

Her hand reached into her pocket with the small ovular item. She quickly turned the knob, and a small red dot appeared on the end of the item. She pointed it at the ground, and a red dot just as tiny appeared, immediatly melting all the ice around. A high-intesity laser. Lyn quickly swiped it towards Yoshimitsu's direction, hoping to slice a part of him off while the flames distracted him.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

OOC - ...

I have no clue howto reply to Secad's reply. Seriously, no offense, but I'd rather not have a six foot gerbil in this >.>

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Flames, coming from some jumped up rodent thing," Yoshimitsu said, raising his palm at the incoming fire. As soon as it came into contact with his palm they ceased to be an attack, instead seeming to condense into a single flame in Yoshimitsu's palm. Despite a slight burning sensation, Yoshimitsu was unharmed.

However, Lyn had drawn her own weapon. As quickly as possible, he thrust the flame into the ground, evaporating some snow and creating a thick fog. The lazer cut through the steam easily, but it met no target. Yoshimitsu had moved. Now, he was stood away from all three of his opponents with his palms clasped together.

"You three aren't bad. But I still don't reckon I need a sword yet," he said confidently. With a solid movement, he swung his arms horizontally in front of him, generating a gust of wind. The wind was strong enough to pick up the snow and create a tidalwave of snow and ice. But his attack didn't stop there. As the snow moved, he shot straight through it, launching a powerful reverse-spin kick at Kal.

 

[Kalseng]

"Not today," Kal said. He threw up a hand and spun himself directly into Yoshi's spin kick. His hand took most of the force, but his elbow had to act as a shock absorber. He braced it with his other arm and grabbed down on Yoshi's foot, holding him somewhat in place. The snow was quickly behind Yoshi, and Kalseng had to push as hard as he could outward with his body. A large field of wind pushed outwards, splitting through the snow. It cut around Kalseng, and he turned towards his attacker. "You're getting worse at this, really." He spun Yoshi around once, and let go of his leg, the force carrying with Yoshi. Kalseng pushed backwards hard with wind, landing himself in between Fi and Lyni.

"Water, wind, and fire," Kalseng commented, "And we're still having trouble with him." He brought his face up into a tight look of confusion. "This isn't as fun as I thought it would be. Lyni, what do you say to using our real weapons?" Kalseng asked. Their real weapons were different than the ones they always generated. They were stronger, lighter, more durable than any regular weapon could be. And they were worth every second that they needed to be made.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Oh. I assume that's something to do with manifesting your powers into weapons, or some shit like that," Yoshimitsu said, flipping in the air so that he landed on his feet, albeit skidding slightly. "Or maybe you actually just have normal weapons like the rest of us. Come on, then. Show me what you've got."

 

[Secad MS]

"Jumping around are we now, Blue-Boy?" Secad said, her smiling exposing her rather long incisors. "I can easily do that."

Almost effortlessly, Secad bounded up and aimed a spinning hook kick at Yoshimitsu's face. "Don't I have the advantage in jumping?" she said rhetorically.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Not even slightly," Yoshimitsu retorted, throwing up his arm in defense. The rodent's foot connected with his arm causing him to slide to the side slightly, but otherwise causing no damage. He jumped back, out of range of Secad, and summoned up electricity in his palm. With a graceful spin, he thrust his palm out and fired a beam of the electrical energy, hopefully incapacitating the rodent-human-thing.

 

[Kalseng]

"Another sleight of hand will handle this," Kalseng called. The wind propelled him in front of the electricity, and he tightened the air molecules around him, vibrating them together, causing static electricity to build up, adding more to the bolt coming near. He grabbed hold of the electricity, his own sub-element, and pulled it around his body, tendrils of power licking his body as it spun. His right hand guided it forward, and the power snapped out, stronger. It lashed out towards Yoshi, bringing Kalseng's hair into a static-y spike.

As the last of the electricity left him, he still held onto the feeling of building electricity. It was tingly, exciting, energizing. The particles around him began vibrating faster, the fastest around his fingertips. He smirked casually, and dashed towards Yoshi's own position. He moved the vibrating particles to his foot, and an electrical charge built up. He lunged on his opposite foot, a huge crackling noise filling the air. A spinning kick was aimed at Yoshi's right temple, prepared for discharge.

 

[Secad MS]

What in the world? The man in green aomehow absorbed the shock meant for her without injury.

"Ah, you're electrokinetic, Senior Azul." Secad said, picking herself up from the snow. "Handy thing to know. I'll make use of that information, I assure you."

Noticing the green-coated man aiming a quick kick at Monsieur Bleu, Secad instantly sped into action, ducking down to aim a flaming spin kick at the back of Yoshimitu's legs, aiming to knock him down, and then strangle him. Yay! The fun!

"How 'bout I join you?" Secad asked, expecting no answer as she attacked.

 

[Shiny Motley]

Lyn watched from the side for a while, not really feeling like fighting. Using her whip, then successivly using the lasers had taken a large toll on her, for the lasers weren't made with electriciity or anything else, but her own energy. She could just use the energy around her, like from Yoshi himself, but she saw that as unfair. "I don't think I'll be using my true weapon just yet, Kal," the girl responded. "I'm going to need the true extent of out opponent's powers before I do that, and as he's not using his weapons right now..." Lyn sighed. For now, she could only rely on distractions, and maybe a bit of weak magic, for her to actually be able to hit Yoshimitsu.

Seeing Kalseng and Secad aiming kicks at Yoshi, Lyni quickly took some snow and, turning them immediatly into icicles, flung them into the air in random directions, seemingly not aiming at her opponent. The icicles turned, though, and shot themselves immediatly at Yoshimitsu's direction. They would easily reform if shattered, and would just continue pursuing their target until they hit, or until Lyn ran out of energy and would have to quit, lest she risked passing out and becoming an esay target. And being made of water, even if they melted, Lyni could just take the water out of the air again, freeze them back into icicles, and shoot them at Yoshimitsu.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

The initial lightning bolt, stolen from his own power, arched at him. With a casual sidestep, Yoshimitsu dodged the bolt entirely, the electricity leaving a scar on the ground. He heard the movement of two opponents at once, and the rush of an element being used.

"A tri-attack. Clever," Yoshimitsu commented, before vanishing entirely. Secad and Kal both met thin air with their attacks, and the icicles soared through nothing. However, Lyn's attack was the most effective, for as soon as Yoshimitsu reappeared one of the icicles opened a gash in his arm.

"Hmm. Not bad," Yoshimitsu complimented, guesturing casually. All of the icicles immediately stopped moving, then disintegrated as Yoshimitsu split the bonds between the hydrogen and oxygen atoms. "But honestly, I feel like we're playing games. Let's have some fun."

Yoshimitsu vanished again, the time appearing in front of his sword collection. Looking mildly thoughtful, he gazed over each blade, considering with one to use. However, in the end, he chose one of the swords hanging at his waist. The katana with no guard. It seemed to whistle as it moved through the air, a deadly melody. With a casual flick of his wrist, he brought the sword sweeping round, releasing a wave of blue and golden flames.

"Flare wave."

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng saw his opponent disappear, but he was nowhere near finished. He continued his charged swing, but pulled his magic in tight. The wind pulled him appart softly, taking his essence rather than his body as a whole. His physical manifestation disappeared entirely, only to reappear in front of his strong opponent. His spin had more time to build up force, and he wasn't willing to let this slide.

"Fly, baby."

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Fly all you want," Yoshimitsu retored, raising the flat of his blade to meet Kal's leg. The kick met the sword in a stalemate, and released a shockwave that caused the trees to shake and the snow to shift. "I could teach you a thing or two about flying, actually." Yoshimitsu vanished and reappeared in the air, apparently standing on nothing.

"Didn't you want me to draw my sword? I'm waiting to see what you've got waiting for me. Don't disappoint me now," Yoshimitsu taunted, grinning.

 

[Kalseng]

"Oh," Kalseng said mockingly. The side of his foot hit the ground, and he slid around to meet Yoshi, his right leg to one side, fully extended, the other still close to his body, bent as close to his body as possible while still supporting him. "I know plenty about flying. Not just yet, though." Kalseng summoned up his spear again, still a low-level one for him. He jumped into the air, propelling himself with a few air channels. He placed his left hand on the but of his spear, and brought the blade up swiftly. It wasn't nearly close enough to hurt Yoshi, but a roaring noise filled the air. A visible distortion of wind was quickly tearing through the space between Kalseng and his opponent, nearly deafening anybody within earshot. He slowly dropped to the ground, creating an air cushion as he neared the ground.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"No fuckin' problem," Yoshimitsu said, grinning. He raised a hand as soon as the wind was about to hit him. Despite a slight rippling of his clothes, he appeared to have taken no damage. Instead, the wind seemed to be condensing to his palm, much like the fire had before. In his hand, he was holding what looked like a distortion, an ever shifting orb of apparently nothing. Yoshimitsu closed his palm, and the orb vanished.

"Seriously, show me something good."

 

[Kalseng]

"No, I'm fine," Kalseng said with a smirk. He slashed a couple of more times at Yoshimitsu, his swings casual, yet powerful. The same air waves moved through the air, only this time crossed over each other. Coming from under, there'd be little more challenge, but you have to test the waters before jumping in. "When you're ready to step it up, I'll be willing to push back. After all, it isn't a fight unless two people contribute."

 

[Secad MS]

Secad's kick missed, as Yoshimitsu suddenly disspeared and reappeared, this time selecting a katana from the assortment of swords on him. Azure-man then decided to swordfight with the green-dressed man, who had a weapon of his own. This was a good a time as any to show some new tricks of hers.

Secad concentrated on forming small knives of fire held in her hands. Small, but effective, the fire-blades could both cut and burn. They were very handy when making steak and baking potatoes, but they had more applications than cooking.

As Yoshimitsu was distracted by Kalseng, she made a leap, landing beside Kalseng and Yoshimitsu.

"How about me?" The gerbil/human hybrid said, making a quick slash at Yoshimitsu's side with her blades. "I'm always willing to 'jump in', if you pardon the pun."

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"You want me to step it up?" Yoshimitsu asked, gesturing vaguely. As soon as the wind got close to him, it weakened significantly, losing its force upon impact with an invisible barrier. The only thing Yoshimitsu felt was a light breeze. Then, as Secad appeared beside him, he raised his sword swiftly and blocked her fire-blades. The heat wasn't pleasent, but it was not nearly enough to cause him significant damage.

"You really underestimate me, don't you?" Yoshimitsu asked, grinning. He dropped back down to the ground and put his free hand on the hilt of his second sword, the Bahamut Blade, that was hanging at his waist. "I feel like I'm playing with a kitten. Y'know, with one of those funny cat toys that they love for some reason. But if you insist..."

Yoshimitsu took his hand from the Bahamut Blade and raised it to his face, frowning for a moment as he concentrated. As soon as he lowered his hand again, his eye had changed. It was completely blade, no white nor iris. Just black. He drew the Bahamut Blade, and readied himself.

"Since you wanted me to step it up, let's step it up. See if you can keep up with me now," Yoshimitsu said, his voice sounding... different. It was as though someone else was whispering the words has he said that. He jumped into the middle of all three of his opponents and threw himself into a violent spin, both swords whistling as they cut the air. As he picked up momentum, his swords began to glow red, and suddenly waves of red and black, evil, unholy energy exploded outwards.

 

[Shiny Motley]

"Dang it, how are we supposed to dodge that?" Lyn wondered as a wave of red and black narrowly missed her as she teleported away. "I mean, I really don't know what that's supposed to do, but seriously? I think I'd rather not know..."

Another wave loomed over her, and Lyn tried blocking it with a shield of ice, only for the ice to break and Lyn, again, having to teleport to a safe spot. Darn it, even ice won't work, she thought to herself, and I really haven't recovered much yet to do anything else. I guess I'm just going to try playing a game of hide and seek with him for the time being... she thought as she jumped away from the attack yet again.

((Feeling really lazy atm, sorry. XD))

 

[Secad MS]

"A kitten?" Secad screeched, "I am a gerbil! How dare you compare me to a non-worthy feline when I am a godly rodent!"

(OoC: She certainly is proud of her rodent-um, heraitage(sp?).)

"I might as well melt your pretty little swords for that insult!" Secad was still angry, even though Yoshimitu seemed to going into some sort of 'godly power' mode.

Secad put up a wall of flame all around her, hoping it would block most of the swords. Then she sent a large, moving wall of flame against Yoshimitsu, so hopefully in this state he would not block it or it would melt his swords.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"You think you can melt my swords?" Yoshimitsu laughed. "You have no idea who you're facing."

Yoshimitsu stabbed both of his swords into the ground as he came to a sudden halt and threw up both of his palms. The fire instantly ceased its movement, stopping completely and shrinking down to nothing. Yoshimitsu grinned and grabbed his swords again.

"When are you guys gonna realise that your elements aren't enough at this level?" Yoshimitsu asked, sheathing his swords.

"Raijin! Thunder God! Heed my call! Bring wrath to the enemy, march in thunders might!" Yoshimitsu recited perfectly, pointing his palm at Secad. "Destructive Art Four; White Lightning!"

With the sound of a cannon, Yoshimitsu's palm seemed to explode. A bolt of white electricity blasted, arching violently at it tore up the ground below and shot at Secad.

 

[Secad MS]

Well, Secad certainly got stupid when she was angry. If this guy could control the classical elements, he certainly should not have normal, metal, meltable, swords. But she wasn't going to let any more of that show.

"I certainly do know who I'm facing," Secad responded quickly, saving face. "A guy who really needs to stop getting the blue-rinse. Don't you know grey-haired old ladies have those?"

"Oh, crud." the hybrid said, as Yoshimitsu began his recitation to the sky. No way was she staying put now!

Secad shot away from Yoshimitsu's vicinity as she quickly shucked off her coat, jacket, earmuffs, and boots, preparing to tunnel. The snow insulated the ground in winter, keepin it a few degrees warmer than the air. If she heated up the ground enough, it should be suitable for digging. Secad had a chance if she could possibly get underground and assault him from below.

"Argh!" She cried, just missing the bolt of lighting, but smelling burnt fur. It was her tail! The fur on her tail was only singed, though, thankfully.

She heated up a patch of ground, the snow on the area she planned to tunnel into melting. Secad then dove onto it, the strong claws on her hands and feet quickly pulling up clods of earth, until after a few seconds, she had the beginnings of a tunnel long enough for her entire body to be hidden, and wide as the diameter of a small telephone pole. (OoC: I know gerbils can squeeze into an area smaller than a quarter, but what would the proportion for a 5'5 hybrid be?) She was sure no one here could squeeze themselves into that.

Ah...she was underground, it was pleasantly dark, it was mostly quiet (With all those tasty bugs all in hibernation...yum.), and she just needed her senses of smell and hearing to navigate. She could smell the purply-haired girl, the man in green, ozone, and Blue-Rinse from just a few feet under. Secad needed to thaw some of the soil for her to dig through it, though, so that could give her away.

Thaw, dig, thaw, dig, turn right... Secad thought as she smelled Yoshimitsu, quickly digging towards him. Then dig, jump, and assault!

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"So, what, is this devolving into childish taunts? I should have known I was fighting a twelve year old, not a glorified mouse," Yoshimitsu retorted, watching Secad burrow into the ground. "And now you're about to, typically, jump up from behind me and attack. I don't know which is worse, the fact that you think this'll work or the pathetic use of fire you've been trying."

With a sigh Yoshimitsu vanished again, reappearing above the scene. Once again, he seemed to be stood on nothing at all. With a small grin, he drew both of his swords again and set his eyes on Kalseng. With a casual jump and flip, he shot directly at the warrior and poised his swords in front of him, spinning like a drill.

 

[Secad MS]

Grr...Secad shouldn't have responded to Yoshimitsu at all. She was pathetic at in-fight banter. Secad was one who could only do well when concentrating on one thing at a time. From then on, in this fight, she would be silent. She could hear his comments even underground. Maybe she could weaken the ground underneath him by tunneling and cause it to collapse...that certainly wouldn't be the 'jump up behind him and attack' tactic.

Then suddenly, his scent disappeared from above ground, and then reappeared elsewhere. The vibrations suddenly became variable, and stopped(as Yoshimitsu jumped and flipped at Kalseng).

Dang! Secad thought as she tunneled past the original spot of the vibrations. Where did he go? Maybe he can fly...Best go past this spot, then, and weaken the ground father out.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng laughed as he saw the waves of black energy come towards him, almost ridiculously so. As the waves came near, the wind around him dispersed it through the air, turning it into harmless particles. He then twisted himself around, readying his spear again, until he saw his enemy coming straight down towards him. It wasn't the smartest move, but Kalseng would settle for fastest. He twisted his spear in the opposite direction of Yoshimitsu's spinning, and it create a small funnel. The shaft twirled gracefully in his hand, negating the opponent's turn. Kalseng jumped backwards and up, keeping himself at the same level as his opponent.

"Go!" Kalseng said, reaching into his back pocket. He found what he wanted, and he slung it outwards. "Crazy Doll!" A small, sewn, cloth doll was launched from his palm, twirling helplessly through the air. It was made of a cheep brown cloth, and had no definition at all other than the odd seem. Kalseng pulled his energy inwards, not pulling it into wind, but just bare, untamed energy. HE forced it into the doll, weaving it in between every single stitch. The doll was no bigger than Kalseng's hand, but it grew.

The doll was entirely green and about three feet tall. It had some clearly defined hair resembling that of a six year old's and eyes that were simply two buttons loosely attached. Where its mouth would be, an open zipper crossed its face. It wore a set of clothing that made it look mismatched. Metal shoulder guards were slung over either shoulder, one spiked, one flat. His clothing was odd, as if they were sewn together from two torn shirts. One half was long, coming down past his torso with a long sleeve, while the other barely ended at his waist and had a short sleeve. His pants were a pair of tattered jeans, and he was barefoot. However, this wasn't what made the doll stand out.

The doll was standing on top of the butt of a spear, seemingly floating in mid air. The wind around it was distorted, letting it float. The doll was only standing on it with its left leg, and its two hands were being held together at its chest.

"Meet Crazy Doll," Kalseng introduced, bowing slightly in mid-air. He too was manipulating the air around him so that he could fly, but he was trying to just barely stay in the air. No need to waste energy. "Attack." Before Kalseng had even closed its mouth, the doll had already started speeding towards Yoshimitsu. It was holding the spear in its left hand, trailing behind it. Crazy Doll thrust its right hand forward, and a small wave of green energy shot out towards Yoshi, and it followed up with a swing of its spear.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Okay, fuck that," Yoshimitsu snapped, sheathing a sword and raising his palm to his face. With a gesture as though he was pulling something, his silver masked formed, that strange mask with three curved points down the side. "You're asking for it now." His voice had changed again, this time definitely sounding like two people talking. However, the second voice was inhuman and unholy.

Yoshimitsu raised a finger and pointed at the incoming green energy, a very small orb of that unholy black and red energy forming. He grinned, and a beam blasted from the orb, piercing Kalseng's attack and causing it to dissipate into nothing. Then, Yoshimitsu unsheathed his sword, bringing it round to meet Kalseng's Doll's spear, holding the weapon away from his body.

"You're no match for me," he snapped, swinging the Bahamut Blade down. A wave of blue and gold flames blasted from the slash. At such a close range, there would be no chance to react.

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng felt the energy travel around the Bahamut Blade, but he couldn't suspect what was coming. He went for the one thing he knew could happen. "Defense, Crazy Doll!" Kalseng shouted. His doll pushed all its energy forward, leaving the back exposed to reveal the cloth exterior. The energy netted together, forming a large block of green energy between it and the attacker. The waves tore through the first couple of levels of energy, but couldn't entirely penetrate the doll. The energy around it exploded, turning to harmless strips of energy around it. The dolls base was revealed, a gash in the center.

With a curse from his kips, Kalseng pulled the energy back into the doll, but this time pumped a bit more into it. The armor on it became larger, moving to cover the upper arms and form a shield on the right arm. The doll's clothing began to shift, growing to match lengths and textures. A few patches sprouted up, still revealing its doll-like base. The doll had grown four inches, and it had a clearly defined face now. The energy shifted colors, revealing a very human-like doll creation.

"Stitches," Kalseng muttered, pulling in a few strands of energy that he had missed. "Don't hold back now. Use Lark." Kalseng smiled devilishly on the last word, and his friend turned his head backwards.

"You got it, sir," The doll said cheerily. It re-readied itself, preparing the same spear from before. It suddenly vanished, moving too quickly for any eye to see. It appeared behind Yoshimitsu, its arms poised behind its back. Suddenly, power surged from the doll, lightning surging from its palms, aimed straight for Yoshimitsu. Two rogue pulses of energy surged to the left and right, quickly turning back towards the main target, one from above, one from the front. Tricky little attack, that thing.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

The electricity ripped through Yoshimitsu's form, causing him to twitch and shake uncontrollably. He fell to the ground, smoking slightly, in a heap. However, he dragged himself to his feet, green sparks playing over his body.

"That wasn't bad. Trick I'd use," Yoshimitsu complimented, brushing himself off. "Fake out the opponent. If I hadn't thrown up that barrier at the last second, I'd probably be dead by now."

The green sparks slowly died away, revealing Yoshimitsu in more or less pristine condition. He still felt a bit tingly from the electricity, but he could fight just as well. With a brief check of his body, he clicked his swords together.

"I'm not sure these swords are up for this fight now," Yoshimitsu commented, sheathing them both. He turned to his sword collection and pulled out a different blade, this one much bigger and wider. He hesitated for a second, then grabbed another sword. This one was an unusual shape, with the blade extending past the hilt and connecting to the bottom. Yoshimitsu twirled them both, then looked up at the doll.

"Okay, stronger attacks from now on," he said, shooting directly up. The swords would land attacks much heavier than the previous two, so hopefully his opponents couldn't defend as they had been doing. With a quick twist, Yoshimitsu spun in the air, bringing his swords swinging round at the doll, one right after the other.

 

[Kalseng]

"Ha!" Stitches mocked as he caught the first blade with his spear. The second blade, however, was stupidly unanticipated. A spear from his back went to block the blade, but unfortunately not fast enough. The doll was slashed straight through, the two halves fluttering to the ground. Kalseng clutched his spear tighter, and he quickly turned his angry eyes towards Yoshimitsu.

"Good job," Kalseng started, spitting out the compliment. "Few ever slice Stitches like that. But unfortunately, I have a trick up my sleeve." Kalseng closed his eyes, and a faint green aura surrounded him before promptly turning to a white one. His jacket reflected this change by turning white, shimmering slightly in the gentle sunlight. Kalseng snapped his eyes open, the irises turned white by the change.

"Elemental shift," Kalseng's voice seemed to echo outwards, regardless of the lack of cavernous walls to bounce the sound off of. "Blank." His spear changed into strands of white energy, which compacted and began whirling around Kalseng's body. "You like? It's an ability of mine."

Kalseng immediately disappeared entirely, appearing above Yoshimitsu in a split second. "Double Up." He stated. He disappeared again, only to reappear right in front of him. With a quick flick of his wrist, three strands of energy shot forward, piercing the air with insane speed.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Not even a little bit," Yoshimitsu retorted. As Kal appeared in front of him, he immediately disappeared, reappearing a fair distance away. "But then again, even if you've changed your element... I don't need to use them."

"Bahamut, into the buster sword!" Yoshimitsu commanded. Immediately, his arm holding the larger of the blades started glowing, semi-transparent flames dancing up his arm. Something began to form around his hand, a strange dark blue material. The material warped and shifted into a dragon's head, Bahamut's head. Up his arm, armour started to form, much like samurai armour. However, on each plate, there were three spiked. Yoshimitsu grinned, and threw his second blade to the ground below.

"Show me what you've got, Kalseng!"

 

[Kalseng]

Kalseng sharply inhaled, almost sounding like an inverse hiss. "Bad choice on your part," Kalseng said. He shifted himself in the air, still being propelled by rogue strands of energy. He quickly flashed a new color, but it was only seen for an instance. A dark purple color became a flash in the air, and Kalseng appeared behind Yoshimitsu. "Bye bye." Kalseng moved Yoshi upwards, ripping him through portals. If it worked, he'd be high enough in the air for the next move.

"That was space," Kalseng informed him, his clothing changing again. "This is one that I'm not so sure you'll live through. This time, his clothing seemed to alter its shape, not the color. The sleeves on his shirt and jacket retracted, becoming even smaller and tighter. Two wristbands formed on the bottom of his gloves, and his jeans became shorts. Kalseng vanished for a moment, only to be found quickly slicing through the air, a bladed object in hand. He was passing by Yoshimitsu repeatedly, swinging his blade straight at the body. The blade he was carrying resembled a sword, only it was shorter and wrapped around his fist. No detail could be made out on the weapon, it's moves a blur against the sky.

Speed and space were one heck of a combination.

 

[Yoshimitsu]

"Fuck," Yoshimitsu swore as soon as he felt his body ripped from its position and thrust elsewhere. That kid had managed to forcefully teleport him. How? However, he had little time to ponder this. Kal was on the offensive again. And because Yoshimitsu was partially in a state of shock, he was barely defending. On the other hand, he was moving his sword at a speed that should not have been possible. Each attack was met with a powerful defense. As soon as Kal halted his attack, Yoshimitsu vanished.

"I don't know how you did that, but it wont happen again," Yoshimitsu snarled, reappearing above Kalseng and raising the heavy sword. He swung down powerfully, released another wave of blue and golden flames. However, his attack wasn't over there. He followed the flames, then released a flurry of slashes. Yoshimitsu could move the sword easier than he should have been able to, and his attack speed was unbelievably fast.