A Formidable Foe
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Thread Topic: A Formidable Foe
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Briar looked at the gentlemen and watched, until they spotted he was there. He growled in and shook his head. Katashi wasn't going to like that they were new here and already causing trouble. not to mention the man that was wearing the white coat. He had never seen him around here before, and strangers were rare in this realm. He turned and walked toward the ally-way where he left Katashi. When he got there, he saw Katashi there with a smirk on his face, and a brown haired girl by his side that was shaking like a leaf. "The boys, they are going to stir trouble. Someone alerted them that I was there and I didn't recognize him either." he said, taking a deep breath, realizing that he didn't even think to grab his jacket on the way back.
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Gabreal smirked as the man took off back where he came. He turned to Peter and Pan, his eyes sparkling with a morbid excitement. "The bosses asked us to raise a little bit of hell. Rafeal should be out here, somewhere, but I doubt we need him." He glanced back towards the crowd of people, his hands sliding down to his jacket. He swiftly removed it, tossing the heated fabric atop Pan's head. The werewolf pulled it off just enough to stare at Gabreal. All along the white haired male's arms were tattoos of various symbols and markings. As soon as the tattoos were fully exposed, Gabreal's eyes flashed a dark purple.
Pan let out a soft sigh, smiling at the sight of his comrade. It wasn't as if it was his first time seeing Gabreal's tattoos, but he loved watching the man remove his coat. It was refreshing to see the pale skin underneath, with such bold shapes and colors striking his skin. Peter glared at Gabreal, throwing his hands out. "What do we do, puppet master?" Peter questioned, narrowing his eyes.
Quietly, but loud enough for them to hear, he replied, "Attack whoever you'd like. We are to draw out the leader of this town. Oh, but we were asked to refrain from killing anyone. He wants to have the rights to the.. First murder of many." A smile tugged at his lips. The brothers howled in agreement, standing up tall and proudly. It would be the first time they had been unleashed in a long, long while. -
Katashi looked at Briar. His face now etched with anger and frustration. He was wondering why these people where in his realm and bothering it. "Take the girl back to the base, and when you come back, bring Damien and Drayven with you." he said, making his way down the street, then pausing to look back a Briar. "And don't forget to get your leather jacket on the way up to the market. We are going to have to confront these...new-comers." He continued to walked toward the market.
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Briar looked at the girl and shook his head as he grabbed her by the wrist tugging her along the streets and vendors. The base wasn't that far away, but the way the crowds were, and how slow the girl was running, it would take him forever to reach it. He paused for a moment and picked the girl up, running down the street. He finally reached the base in no time and walked inside. "DAMIEN!! DRAYVEN!!" he yelled, looking around and grabbed a pair of hand-cuffs, slapping one on the girls writs and the other on a pipe. "Get down here!" he said as two young men came down a fire-man pole. "What do you want this time Briar?" one asked, he had shaggy black hair and a scar that ran down his face. "I don't need any smart talk from you, Damien." he said, looking at both of them. "Katashi needs up to meet him near the market. Someone has infiltrated this world with bad intentions." Damien looked at him and nodded as Drayven walked toward the door. "Come on, we don't have all day." Drayven said, smirking as he started to run down the street as the others followed him. -
Gabreal approached a young man who had been watching them wearily. He grabbed the man's face, staring into his eyes. The man struggled against his grip, but he could not do anything to break free. The white haired male leaned in close to the man's ear, whispering inaudible words. Slowly, the man stopped fighting, his eyes clouded. As if he were a robot, the man turned around and began to walk over to another booth. Gabreal watched with sheer fascination as he began to tear everything apart, knocking merchandise to the ground.
Peter and Pan worked together to attack the booths that had large numbers near them. Many people were left writhing on the floor, clutching wounds and hollering in pain. The brothers had not turned into wolves, but their sheer strength made for good use against the townsfolk. As they ripped into another person's cash box, Gabreal approached them. Visibly concerned, he said, "They're on their way. Rafeal says there are four. We do not know anything about their powers. Be careful." -
Katashi walked forward, each step he took his walking stick hit the ground in anger. He could sense the rampage and havoc going on and he didn't like it. He paused for a moment, realizing that Brair and the others were behind him and he smiled. These new-comers were going to regret ever messing with them.
Brair ran up to Katashi, his leather jacket now on and slightly askew. "We left the girl at the building. Seymour should be there at any time to jeep an eye on her." he said, now catching his breath. Katashi nodded, his eyes dancing around. He hasn't had a big fight like this happen in a while, and he was ready. "Drayven, scout ahead. If the see you, blend into your surroundings and cause a storm to swirl around them so we know who they are and where to attack." Katashi said as he spun around to look at Damien. "I want you to get as close as you can to those werewolves. They might not have shifted into there full forms yet, so keep an eye out. Use your ability, only if it is needed." Damien nodded and took off with Drayven. "And Briar, I want you to cover me in this fight. If anything happens to the others, don't help them until after this little fight is over." Katashi turned on his heels and ran toward the market at full speed, with Briar not far behind. -
The trio was quick with their destructive work. They had destroyed an entire street of merchandise and goods, despite having started mere minutes ago. Pan slumped against one of the broken stalls, throwing his hand over his face and groaning. "This gets boring really quickly, brother," the werewolf sighed. "None of them fight back. Maybe we should have selected another street to raid.."
Peter sat beside him, watching Gabreal release his puppets one by one. Each collapsed at their feet, their bodies exhausted from being pressured to fight. Shaking his head, he replied, "They must have a reason for not fighting back. Maybe walking stick boy has a special force that protects the townsfolk and keeps them in order? Whatever the case, we did our job. We just have to wait for them to show up." Despite the fact he had just sat down, the werewolf stood, stretching his limbs and smirking. He could hear the hostile walking up to them now. Hoping their foes could hear him, Peter yelled, "Blondey! You better be ready to fight me! I'm a wolf with a lot of bark and bite!" -
Katashi watched as Drayven quickly blend in with a brick building and cause a storm around each if them. He laughed and stepped forward, stopping time for all of the townspeople, but not for them. He stepped toward the tornados one at a time. "Now, are we going to chat about thus like civilized folks, or are we going to be...animals about it." he said, looking in the direction if the two werewolves. "I want to know why you are here, destroying my world. I have not invoked wrath up you, but I shall if needed." he said, motioning Damien, Drayven and Brair forward.
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Gabreal stood up straight as soon as a fierce wind picked up around him. No, it wasn't just a wind- it was a tornado, and he was in the middle of it. He had seen four men there- but which one had this magic? He strained to think who could have gotten close enough to create such a strong barrier. As his mind raced, he heard a voice break through the loud gush of wind. Whoever it was, it must have been the leader. Carefully choosing his words, Gabreal responded, "This is your world, then? You must be a leader. Are you of noble blood, or are you nothing more than a powerful man?"
"Who cares what he is!?" Peter barked from his end. He tried to slam himself against the tornado, but found that he was only flung back. This gesture made him angrier. "I say we rip into him! We can show everyone how strong we are if we take over this realm. You will learn to fear the name Jade Viper, you stupid blonde." The werewolf's eyes shone a deep orange, and he let out a low growl. "If you're so strong, you should release us and come see our true power."
Atop a building, another man was perched there, watching the chaos below from a distance. Long pink hair was drawn back in a sloppy ponytail. He glanced from tornado to tornado. Gabreal was to the left, Peter and Pan to the right. The man with a cane was smart to separate them. He leaned over the roof, counting heads. He could only see three-- no, four. The fourth had peeled himself off of a wall. Rafeal crossed his arms, thinking. He still did not know the powers of them all. He shouldn't drop in. At the same time, if he didn't, the three of them might be in big trouble. -
Katashi shook his head and motioned Drayven forward. Drayven looked at the tornado that held Peter and grinned. He took a full run and leaped into the tornado, tackling Peter to the ground, the tornado making their clothes fly with the wind. "You have no idea the force you are reckoning with." Drayven gritted his teeth together, throwing a punch at Peter, but he missed. Drayven shook his head. He would be able to control the tornados and fight all at once. He back away slowly, away from the werewolf, cautious, but ready to fight if needed.
Katashi stepped toward the tornado on the far left and smiled. "I take it you are the second-in-command?" he said, peering into the tornado, making out the facial features of the male that stood in the center. Despite the circumstances, he looked very calm and Katashi was slightly caught off guard by this. As Katashi looked up, he motioned Damien toward the tornado that was to his right. Damien nodded and stood outside the tornado, muttering a few words and giving Pan a wicked grin. -
Peter yelled at the impact of hitting against the ground. It had knocked the air out of his lungs for a split second. He glared up at Drayven, snarling in his face. As the man missed a punch, he smirked, pushing himself up and balling his hands into fists. "You must not be a very powerful force if you can't even throw a punch. Unless.." The werewolf tilted his head, gesturing to the winds around them. "Is this yours? This dumb thing can't hold me forever. And I can tell you don't match my strength at all!" The werewolf charged at Drayven, his hands stretched out. His finger nails had hardened and extended into wicked claws. He threw a swipe at the male's chest, hopeful he'd tear into his flesh.
Gabreal glanced in the direction of Katashi's voice, but he made no move towards him. He smiled at the question, shaking his head and looking up to the sky. "I am not," he responded, as if speaking to a child. "I wish I could have been given that position. I am only a follower." He looked back to Katashi, removing his glasses and setting them against his shirt. His eyes were now glowing a permanent purple, one that was ominous and dark. "Do you know what my power is, sir?"
Pan heard a voice just outside of his tornado. He quickly flung his hands up in a defensive position, but he couldn't see anything. Inhaling, the werewolf barked, "Instead of talking to yourself, you should come in here and fight." -
Drayven tried to dodge Peter's wicked claws, but he didn't move that much, causing the claws to tear into his skin slightly and he fell to his knees, clutching his side, causing the tornado's to fall. He looked up at Peter and scrambled backwards, seeming to disappear in the ground. He crawled backwards, wincing in pain, hoping he wasn't bleeding enough to leave a trail.
Katashi looked at him as the barrier fell. "I do not, but I see that you aren't like the others. We could use someone like you on our side. It's your decision. But, also we don't, because here, the leaders come and talk to each other." he said, looking over at Peter, his lips upturned in disgust. "As far as I can see, your leader is a coward. Why doesn't he show his face, and we can talk this out, man to man. Or man to woman? Whomever your leader is." Katashi walked up to Gabreal and shook his head. there was something that seemed off about this one. He didn't know what it was exactly, but he could sense it.
As the barrier fell, Damien smirked and continued to chant. He looked deep into Pan's eyes, trying to find his darkest fear, but he found none. At least he couldn't sense it. Damien was tempted to turn back, but if there was one thing he didn't do, it was turn away from a fight. He stepped toward Pan, curling his fingers together forming a fist, and punched him in the gut, causing him to stumble slightly, but not back down. -
(Pan's biggest fear is losing his brother. But don't tell him I shared that information or he'll get mad at me. )
Peter gave the man a wicked grin as his claws hit skin. He brought his claws up to his face, licking some of the blood off of them. However, he lost sight of Drayven before he could make a fatal blow. Instantly, the werewolf's anger case flooding back. "Where have you gone and run off to? All of that talk and yet you're showing me nothing special. I'm disappointed, boy." Suddenly, the werewolf caught a whiff of the same blood that was on his claws. He glanced down at the floor, hoping to catch sight of a trail of blood.
Gabreal watched Katashi walk up to him. He was about to step backward, but instead, he stood and waited for the other to walk up to him. His power could only be used if he had the man closer. Dropping his hands to his sides, he said, "I am flattered by your suggestion, but I believe in my leader. Our cause is a part of a big picture." The white haired man's eyes were widening, but not in fear- his mouth was twisting into a smirk, one that would give most chills. "You seem to be stuck grounded. We soar above everyone.. As for where my leader is? He believes in us. We are capable enough to take you down without his help. If you surrender now, you might even be able to meet him yourself!"
Pan frowned at Damien, trying to figure out what he was doing. He felt as if something was poking his mind. Did he have Gabreal's powers? The werewolf jumped back, trying to stay on the defensive side. Suddenly, an image of Peter disappearing crossed his mind. Pan gasped, a visible look of horror crossing his mind. As this image came, Damien swung at his stomach, forcing him back slightly. Angry, he prepared his own fist, lunging for the man with a large cry. -
(Okie ^w^ I'll be sure to remember that.)
Drayven back further away, reaching on of the alleyway. If Katashi found out he was backing out of a fight, he wouldn't be happy. He stood up, his form flickering in and out of existence. He felt the blood flowing from his would, this time a bit slower than before. he could attack Peter once more, but his life might be at risk. He ran toward Peter, limping, but rage spread across his face. He still had a short burst of energy, and he was going to use it. He thought about a massive storm and it appeared around Peter, ripping at him violently. He would only be able to keep this up for a few seconds. He just hoped Katashi would hurry up.
Katashi shook his head, smirking slightly. "If he believed in you, he wouldn't be hiding in the shadows, or should I say, on top of buildings hiding from me. If I am no threat, he can speak to me." he looked at Gabreal and crossed his arms, his over-coat slightly flowing in the wind. He quickly looked over at Drayven and noticed he was bleeding and motioned Briar over to help him. "As for surrender, that is something I don't believe in. I never back down from a fight, and I won't start today. Especially against...new-comers." he spat, trying to control his anger.
Damien felt the impact before he saw it and he landed on the ground with a thud. "Ugh.." he said, trying to catch his breath, as Pan took another punch and Damien curled up clutching his stomach, trying to gather his thoughts. -
Peter paused his hunt to survey the rest of his surroundings. Gabreal seemed to be okay, and his brother was winning a fight. The werewolf smirked, cracking his knuckles. He had been fearful at first, with how high and mighty the group seemed to be. It wasn't worth his time in the slightest. Just as the confident wolf was about to claim victory, a powerful burst of wind lashed out at him, knocking him clear backwards several feet away. Peter threw his claws out, digging them into the ground and gasping for air. Struggling to see, he squinted to see who had all of this power. After realizing it was Drayven, he cursed, struggling to stand. The impact had likely broken something.
Gabreal's smile faltered when Katashi spoke about Rafeal. There should have been no way for him to know that he was on the roof. Shaking his head, he muttered, "I am sure my brother would be flattered to be the leader. Unfortunately for you, that is not our head hancho. He is far, far away from us.." He paused, watching the blond carefully. While he was watching Gabreal, he was also focused on his fellow teammates. Peter had landed a strong blow, and it seemed Pan would be doing the same. Taking his chance, the white haired male stepped forward, taking Katashi's head in his hands. The tattoos along his body burned a furious white light, and his eyes' light dimmed. Calmly, he said, "You will step away from your men with me.. Not far. You will be allowed to say and do as you please, but you will not leave until I tell you to." As the final command left his lips, Gabreal released Katashi, turning his head to spit out a small amount of blood. He had used a lot of energy to ensure his power would work. Even then, he wasn't positive it would work- Katashi was powerful, and his will was strong.
Pan glared down at Damien, his fur sticking up in every direction. He spat on the ground beside him, ripping his shirt off. "You messed with the wrong wolf," he growled. Despite his act, Pan wasn't sure what powers the other male had. He didn't want to overstep his boundaries, even with the man writhing around the ground. -
Drayven could feel the storm weakening as he lost a good amount of blood. He also felt like he should turn back and go back to the head-quarters. "W-what?" he said, looking dazed and confused. He stole a quick glance at Katashi and he was staring at the man he had been talking to with a blank stare. Drayven tried to take a step forward, but he couldn't. It was like he was being held at bay by some unseen object. "KATASHI!" he yelled, the storm falling away from Peter.
Katashi looked at Gabreal and shook his head. "I will let you know something, I leave of my own accord." he said, grumbling something under his breath. "My boys need to be taken care of, as they have taken quiet the hit from your...fellow companions." Katashi turned away from the male, motioning the others to fall behind him.
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