Mather gets hit directly in the stomache by the shotgun blast, yet he doesn't even flinch.

 

"That's no way of repaying a nice gesture," he sais, putting back his gun and bandaging himself, then he contiues; "that only made me angry" and then he pulled his sword.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a set of Kunai pin Hex's floating gloves to the walls.

Ares had returned to the Arena, brandishing a sword that is different from the one he was using the day before. He slowly began to speak, once again donning his mechanical, emotionless tone "This is Maken Valborg, if it cuts you, the wound will not stop bleeding for one year. It also syphons strength from my opponents and straight into myself. Now, I have a debt to pay". Upon finishing his speech, he once again vanished into the darkness, waiting for another moment to strike.

Hex's kunai's were pinned against the wall, the smoke swarmed at the wall and he rematerialised as a human, the gun and pistol on the floor. his hands stuck to the wall, he pulled twice against the wall in an attempt to free himself.

"Oh, that was dirty" He remarked.

 

He pulled his hands towards the floor ripping his hands and gloves in a bloody mess. The cuts sealed together, this time it wasn't instant, it was slow, so very slow.

 

He streched his fingers out and clenched his fists, placing them above his face.

 

"Your pathetic, when your guns and knives are gone you have nothing to fight with, and when I take them your dead. Are you going to prove me wrong?" He remarked at Ares

"He won't get a chance." came Kemios's voice out of the darkness. A dark hand then grabbed Ares's feet, and began sending dark tendrils around his ankles.

A voice from the darkness began to speak "How do you intend to kill me if you can't see me? This sword is dark, unlike the last one, it isn't visible while this darkness fills the room"

200 Kunai suddenly flew at Hex from all angles.

 

((FYI I'm essentially nonexistant at the moment, practially combined with the darkness itself))

A voice from the darkness began to speak "How do you intend to kill me if you can't see me? This sword is dark, unlike the last one, it isn't visible while this darkness fills the room"

200 Kunai suddenly flew at Hex from all angles.

 

((FYI I'm essentially nonexistant at the moment, practially combined with the darkness itself))

((That's what Kemios is right now as well. :blink: ))

((kind of gone for half an hour))

Hex jumped to get the shotgun off the floor, he fired it at the kunai's five shots managed to get most of the ones infront of him off track. a couple of them flew past him and one just managed to skim his leg.

"your pathetic, your running and hiding, you couldn't defeat anyone!" Hex bellowed through out the room.

 

Hex dropped the gun on the floor again and flexed his fingers.

 

"Non of you could fight without a weapon, your all pathetic" He adressed everyone in the room.

Shifting in and out of the darkness, Ares started slashing at Hex's legs, disappearing again before he could react.

"I wasn't aware that using the setting to my advantage was considered pathetic?" He laughed

 

((I'm pretty sure that 5 shotgun shells wouldn't stop 200 kunai))

"Neither could you, Hex." replied Kemios. Kemios then punched Hex in the back of the head.

Hex grabbed the fist from behind him, the one that had punched him in the head, he threw the fist away with all his force, enough to knock the person off there feet.

 

He turned his attention back to Ares.

"How do you like it when I do it" Hex smirked.

 

He raised his white gloved hand, he raised two fingers, a black line cruved and faded over the pure white glove, contrasting like the sun to jet black. it formed out and made the shape of a snake, a pure black snake that spun around wriggling around on Hex's hand. The snake grew longer, it grew around Hex and it was still getting longer; from normal oily black it seemed to in an instant set on fire, the flames were jet black. They covered the entire room, it seemed to multiply into seperate snakes, burning and disintergrating nearly everything in its path.

A snake crawled over the pistol and it almost instantly disintergrated. Hex threw the shotgun in the flaming snakes and the snakes crawled over it and destroyed it almost instantly.

 

Hex stood in the middle, the only circle of clean floor, infront of him there stood another circle of clean floor.

 

"You can't go anywhere else, apart from the circle infront of me" He bellowed.

After Hex threw the fist, it returned to the darkness from whence it came.

 

"Ah, Hex, but the darkness can be wherever there is no light..." And a dozen dark hands all came at Hex's throat.

((Hex, I can only assume that your legs are now cut to shreds, since you never made any attempt to block))

 

"I do believe that you are forgetting one thing" shouted Ares, striking at Hex's shoulder from above, "Who said anything about staying on the floor?"

Mather entered the clear circle, sword in hand, "Fight like a man or you'll die like that coward you are!" he bellowed at Hex...

((Mather, make a move on me please))

 

The snakes began to crawl up Keimos's legs. these snakes really were white hot, they were about as hot as molten steel.

Hex dodged the slash at his shoulder and his left bottom leg had been cut off. he began to slowly regenerate it.

 

He made a motion with his hand as if he was holding a gun, lines drew in the air as if they was an imaginary artist standing next to Hex. he felt his leg touch the floor and fired twice into the air, into Ares's head.

 

The dark hands were caught by Hex's arm, he dropped his pistol and made his hand into a two fingered shape, the snakes came back in apart from the few that were beginning to crawl up Keimos's legs.

((You can't regenerate your leg, that was part of the power of the Odachi I'm using. The leg is gone.))

Having absorbed a large amount of Hex's strength through the wound he inflicted, Ares cut the energy Hex had fired in half, mere seconds before it reached his head. He then launched another barrage of Kunai at Hex while slicing downwards into the same spot on Hex's shoulder with his Odachi.

"Hex," Mather shouted, "You will face me! And I promise you when you do there'll be no return, least not for you"...

((Mather, make a move on me please))

 

The snakes began to crawl up Keimos's legs. these snakes really were white hot, they were about as hot as molten steel.

Hex dodged the slash at his shoulder and his left bottom leg had been cut off. he began to slowly regenerate it.

 

He made a motion with his hand as if he was holding a gun, lines drew in the air as if they was an imaginary artist standing next to Hex. he felt his leg touch the floor and fired twice into the air, into Ares's head.

 

The dark hands were caught by Hex's arm, he dropped his pistol and made his hand into a two fingered shape, the snakes came back in apart from the few that were beginning to crawl up Keimos's legs.

((He has no legs right now, remember? He's dissipated into the darkness of the room, which is, by the way, still pitch-black.))

Mather darts forward, his sword ready to strike, he swings a horizontal blow right above Hex hips...

He fired his gun at mather,

1.25 calliber explosive cyanide tipped rounds, twelve rounds.

 

five bullets all aimed at his chest and two aiming... just bewtween the eyes.

 

His leg just wasn't healing, he dissapitated into the room, as a small layer of smoke on the floor, his gloves lay on the floor; invisible to the rest of the room.

Ares reached into his trenchcoat and retrieved a small bottle, and upon opening the bottle, all the smoke in the room ((Hex)) was sucked into it. He replaced the bottlecap.

He started laughing "Hah! This bottle is practically unbreakable. Your smoke form wont work anymore, so come out and fight me properly"

He turned towards Mather and Kiemos "Please, can you stay out of this for a while? I have a debt to settle."

Kemios materialized and looked at Ares. "You have a debt to settle with Hex? I thought you'd be angry at me. Ah well....." He turned towards Mather. "I guess I could fight you.... although it probably wouldn't be much of a fight."

"Well, you were aiming at rocco, apparently, so I hold no grudge." stated Ares, still holding the bottle which was serving as Hex's prison.

"I'd love to fight you properly" Hex bellowed from the tight container.

 

The bottle began to crack, a small slit formed and the smoke flew along to the wall. The gloves were the first part of the body to form followed by the feet and arms, then it grew into a human form of Hex. he sat with a pure black trenchcoat which went right down to his ankles, he wore a black polo neck and dark commando trousers. On his eyes were white teashades, they reflected all the light in the room and gave off a pure white glow.

It was an open bedroom, nothing in the room apart from a rickety light and the light from the dusk outside.

Hex leaned agains the wall, with one foot pressed against it.

 

He formed the pistol in one hand and then shotgun in the other, as if both of them were drawn first and then coloured in. he threw both of them in the floor and kicked them behind him.

 

"no weapons" He remarked as he got closer to Ares.

 

He put an expensive ciggerelo in his mouth,

 

"wait... let me light up first" he said as he pulled a lighter out, marked with the latin "Nunc futurus repletus per vestri cruor"

 

He lit his cigarello and put the lighter away, eyeing up Ares.

"Somehow, this doesn't seem fair. As long as that leg of yours is severed, your strength will continue to syphon into me. Regardless, you've made your choice, now its time to die."

Throwing his Maken Valborg into a nearby wall, he removed his trenchcoat and threw it, so that it was hanging from the hilt of the sword.

"I assume that magick is still allowed?" He asked, as the ground began to shake around him.