Jessy didn't know energy could burn so badly. When he finally hit the ground he got and was hopping around like he needed to put out a fire.
"That wasn't very nice," he said to John. He ran at him and faked as if he was going left but went right and started using his Capori fighting style on John, courtesy of the slayer that was just before him.
It looked as if Jessy was beat-box dancing, but in all actuality he was continuously kicking the tar out of John using his slayer strength and speed to add force and hostility to his attack.
"woah" john managed to say as he blocked some of the attacks..jessy was coming at him with a new ferocity..not suprising, those things could burn anything..after three hits to the face john had enough, hooking his scythe around the mans leg, he slammed him into the ground with all his strength..strength wasnt a tactic he used often..john prefered to take on whole armies and use his necromatic powers to make his own out of the corpses..going one - on -one wasnt his style, but they had sent him to win this tournament anyways..'think of the demon' john thought as he watched jessy get to his feet..'think of the fact your going to slay a really powerful demon...and get paid for it'
john knew he wouldnt be satisfied until he had won..he thought of a new strategy..'lets hope he falls for it'
John wasn't a vampire, or a demon, or anything evil from what Jessy could tell. "This ain't easy. How am I supposed to fight someone that I can't go crazy on," he thought to himself. Just then he had an idea.
"I wonder if my scythe is strong enough," he thought as he slammed it to the ground. Big chunks of the arena floor was being thrown upward because of the force. Jessy started swinging at the rock as if he was hitting baseballs.
"Maybe I'm digging at the bottom of the well now. But if this is going to help me win, I have to go for it."
(actually johns half vampire, half but he isnt evil..he works for god 😂 )
john dodged most of the rocks, and cut one that was going straight at his face in half...half of it still hit him, but it was a glancing blow..john started spamming missiles of black fire at jessy, leaping behind him..'scraping the bottom of the barrel arent you?'john thought, smiling, showing the only things that connected him to vampires..he used tk on what was left of the rocks flying around, throwing them back at jessy, at the same time aim a vertical slice at him with his scythe..
~Well that certainly works out for the best. And a vampire is supposed to be working for God? Wow. I need to read my Bible 😆~
"Were those what I think they were," Jessy thought to himself referring to John's...fangs. The rocks were coming at Him with incredible speed. It was a good thing that Jessy had super speed and reflexes. He dodged most of the rocks and took the brunt of the ones that did hit him on the arms.
His slayer ability to sense danger kicked in and he flipped over John, seeing that he was about to bring his scythe down on him, and dished out a Rainbow kick followed through with a Dragon's Fire punch and ending with a large High kick.
"So you are a vampire, aren't you. I saw the fangs," Jessy said. "Now I don't have to hold back. You're just lucky that we can't kill in this tournament because you're about to wish that I could dust you! No hard feelings though."
(in the divine scheme of things, vampires, like humans, are neutral, they can make their coice of good or evil consciencely, the human vampires chose evil because they were just mimmiking the bad things humans can do)
"none, fortunatly the universe needs me alive, so in order to kill me, you must blow up the universe" john said, grinning, grabbing the high kick and slamming jessy down into the ground.."immortality" john continued, kicking jessy while he was down.."it ensures that i do what i was meant to do..you humans..you're as blind as bats..you dont see the bigger picture" another kick.."you're completely oblivious"..a third kick "you think your here for your own purposes, slayer..you arent..if you were, you'd die like the rest of them"
~As I said before...Wow!~
He tripped John and got up. He held his scythe, stake end first, at his throat and said, "You're right. I will eventually die like the rest of them. That is a part of the lineage after all. When I die, some other girl will take my place and continue the fight. I'm just a speck in this whole universal slayer thing.
"But I'm not a blind bat. I see what's going on around me everyday. I see the evil that's out there and I hear the pleas for help. That's what reminds me of why I was born. To save people and stop evil things like you from taking over this planet.
"I don't know why you think you're so different from the rest of the vampires but I have a purpose. True, it may be the same as all of the slayers before me but that is what makes me so special. I was born to save the world and that's what I'm going to do."
Jessy bent down and picked John up by his collar and gave him a powerful clothesline. He then kicked him across the arena. Next Jessy took all of his strength and proceeded to pummel John in his face. How dare John tell him that he can't see the big picture. "I was born for the big picture," Jessy screamed in his mind.
(wait..is jessy a him or her)
john laughed so hard he popped 3 ribs..he was still chuckling after he had put them back in place.."your even blinder than i thought, if you truely believe that i, of all people, am evil"..john gave jessy a backhand slap, which to the salyer felt like the sky falling on her head..john teleported to his feet.."i figured that if you were as good as you boasted, you would have recognised a fellow slayer..the same slayer that, through an incredible use of divine intervention, led you here" john said, catctching jessy by the neck with the crook of his scythe, lifting her up and slamming her back down.."whatever you think your facing, you cant defeat alone" he continued, punching jessy, knocking her sideways.."you'll need help, and im offering it"
~Jessy is a boy. I made him the first male slayer 😆~
"I know you're not saying that you're a slayer? And the only person that led me here was my watcher, Tavlin."
Jessy was all kinds of confused. He knew that there were previous slayers that had been turned into vampires but none of them kept up the lineage. Another was always called and slayed the now undead slayer.
After he got loose of John's scythe he charged at him. He was trying to use his slayer speed to offset John. He preformed a series of flips and John couldn't keep up. Jessy added a few super kicks in to get John down.
Jessy was about to deal a cross kick when he suddenly stopped, "Wait... Did you say you're offering me help?"
"yes i did" john muttered, using the same trick jessy did, slamming the ground with his scythe, but instead of of rocks flying everywhere, black fire and lightning exploded from the ground, frying jessy and spinning him through the air.."your speed is astounding" john said, catching jessy.."but it wont help you if you try this alone..im offering you my help, and at the same time, your life, because you have no hope of slaying the nequam everto and living" john slammed jessy into the ground so hard the he bounced up again..
"chosen by god?? i was chosen by god 74 years ago" john said with telepathy as he flew upwards.."if jacope X is gods chosen. then im the almighty's hitman..i gain revenge from this particular venture..a chance to strike at my mortal enemy where it hurts....and naturally to stop the earths destruction"
john appeared out of nowhere, tele-stomping jessy into the ground, launchiung yet another fireball at point blank range right into jessy's face..
(er..this is goin a long time 😂 )
Rayden entered the ring and took his spot on one side. He cracked his fingers and tied applies wrist-tape to his arms. As he finished he felt a bead of sweat drip down his back. he couldn't lose, his family was counting on him...
Rayden closed his eyes and concentrated. With a yell "Doragon!" His eyes snapped opened, and the his dark blue pupils expanded until it covered his entire eye. He entered a the Doragon Fist stance, and waited for his opponent.
(Ismail*)
As Ismail Muhammad heard his name called, he slightly brushed a little speck of dust off his shoulder. Very nonchalantly, he slowly strolled out into the arena. He was not a crowd favorite, as he was constantly being booed and called a "terrorist." None of that mattered to him, however. Now, he was completely focused and intent on fighting. He hadn't had the chance to identify this "Marie-Lee Bishop" figure, but, he thought, someone with that kind of a name could not put up much of a fight against him. He brandished his scimitar from its sheath, and stood at attention, ready to demolish this b*tch.
Marie-Lee heard the announcement and got up from the couch in the observetory room, where the TV screen with the arena fight was. She walked away with a rapid phase and got to the entrance of the arena in no-time. She smiled when walking outside, into the arena. She had a look around, at all the crowd watching her. This made her a bit uncomfortable. Females never got a lot of appreciation when it came to fighting. She understood them, and Marie-Lee was kind of a female symbol in this fight, representing what everyone thought of women. She was very weak. However, this was not something she would let this Ismail gain benefits of.
She took a prepared for combat stance at her side of the arena, watching Ismail on the other side. He had a minor sword, while she had nothing at all. This meant she would have to trust her martial arts more than ever. Her life depended on her fighting style, and how well she mastered it.