The Ultimate Organization III+.5

The others all went down their respective paths...

OOC: All my characters at least...

BIC: Xardius was grumbling to himself when he entered a courtyard. "Another one?" he asked himself. "Who's in here...?"

***

Meanwhile, Xane's path took him by an arena...

"Look who made it," a voice laughed at him.

 

"Seems like I've met you before, "Xane shouted back at the voice. "But, I can't tell you for sure since you haven't shown yourself yet."

 

Trent dropped down to the ground by Xane. "Well, not technically. You see, the last time we fought, I was just an illusion provided by Azull."

He gestured. "Have you ever fought in an arena, boy?"

 

"Arena?" Xane asked, smugly. "In Asgard, I was king of the arena!"

 

Trent smiled. "Then enter. I have waited nearly twenty years to fight someone like you, boy. Someone who has mastered the arts, as I have. Someone who I can truly..."

Trent flipped backwards, landing on the arena wall a few meters away.

"Unleash all my strength upon. Are you ready, boy?" Trent laughed, leaping again to land in the center of the arena. "I shall crush you with all the joy I hold in my body!"

 

"That sounds...kinda disturbing, really," Xane says as he leaps down towards the arena, himself. "Then again, you are a Brotherhood member." Xane then qickly put his hands up, taking a stance that indicated he was ready to fight.

 

Trent rushed forward, slamming his right fist downward as he simultaneously spun his left leg upward, to perform a scissor movement.

 

Xane used his right arm to push down Trent's leg for the upcoming attack as he lifted his left knee up ward, aiming directly at Trent's chin.

 

Trent changed the swing of his right arm to grab Xane's left arm, using the momentum to dislodge Xane's balance, then swept his right leg out behind him and brought it sweeping forward to take out Xane's legs.

 

Ecko fired some more shots...

 

OOC: Sorry. Had to run some errands.

BIC: Xane fell on his back, but swiftly rolled to the side to avoid getting hit by Trent. He then jumped to his feet, thrusting his palm at Trent's shoulder.

***

Pharell ducked under a nearby canopy. He looked to the side to get a clear view on Ecko, before returning fire.

 

OOC: I love running errands.

BIC: Ecko pulled a piece of large brick out from the ground and used it as the shield. After a few strikes the makeshift shield broke, and Ecko ran, straight for Pharell, a knife in his hand...

 

Trent rolled forward nimbly, coming to his feet and turning back to Xane, ready for his next attack.

 

Pharell pulled a small blast rifle from it;'s holster and shot towards Ecko's right knee.

***

Xane then leaped into the air, raising an arm to chop down on Trent's back.

 

Ecko collapsed, grabbing onto Pharell for support. "Oh god!" He yelled, in genuine pain...

 

Pharell coldly shot the other one, stating unconvincingly, "You'll heal....But, you'll be in a lot more pain if you don't tell me what I want to hear. Got it?"

 

Ulian grabbed his legs in pain. "Alright! Alright!"

 

Trent sidestepped the blow, bringing his left fist upwards into Xane's path, aiming for his stomach.

 

Xane swung a fist upward, knocking Trent's arm out of the way. Taking a few steps back, Xane said, "I think it's time I stopped foolin' around." After a monet, he leaped into the air, usin the same style Dragoon taught him, diving down with a chop towards his opponent.

***

"You know any details of the U.P.A's assault on the Enigmatic Knight's forces?" Pharell asked.

 

"What attacks? The Knights are small and well hidden, I don't know nothin' bout us launchin' a series of attacks!" Ecko replied.