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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 4:23:19 GMT -5
"You are my son, therefore, I do not fight you if I do not have to." Seth replied, his brown eyes fixed on the sharp steel blade in Zev's hand. Zev was stronger than Seth was, yes, but Seth had years of experience to back him up, and was cunning with his swordplay.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 4:26:42 GMT -5
Zev growled at Seth. "Family means nothing!" His anger was fast rising, and Seth better be careful, or he would not be able to control Zev. Just for the hell of it, he slashed the soldier, that had given him the sword, and his rolled across the ground, he kicked it into Seth, the ran forward and their swords clashed.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 4:28:57 GMT -5
Seth became a whirlwind of flashing blade and shining steel, yet never landing a blow on his son, seemingly through sheer fluke. Neither of them was being struck, and Seth had it planned that way, he fought without injury, and countered every move.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 4:32:41 GMT -5
Zev pushed against his Fathers sword. "Why don't you fight back!" His voice was angry and he was speaking through clenched teeth. He backed off, then struck again, but a blow never landed.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 4:33:53 GMT -5
Seth smiled obscurely. "I have reasons..." Neither of them could land a blow, and Seth could go for hours on end like this, it did not tire him like it tired his son.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 4:35:39 GMT -5
Zev backed off again, panting for breath. "R-Reasons?" His voice studdered from being tied. "You're scared!" He attacked again, this time clashing blades, and pushing Seth back.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 4:38:09 GMT -5
"No, not scared for me." Seth kept his obscure smile on his face, and now they were both locked. Seth reached up, and braced his sword with the palm of his hand, pressing it against Zev's blade, forcing him to back up, then suddenly dodging aside and ducking low. He reappeared behind Zev, watching, waiting.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 4:40:41 GMT -5
When Seth dodged away, Zev fell foward, his sword slidding away from him on the ground. "Shit." He muttered under his breath, then lundged for the sword, grabbing it and rolling over, pointing it at Seth. "Scared for someone else? Who then?"
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 4:42:44 GMT -5
"You." Seth murmured simply, watching the sword without fear, but with caution. His answer was short and direct, and everyone, right down to the last cell, heard it, though it was almost a whisper. The entire pit fell dead silent.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 4:48:26 GMT -5
Zev's arm went noticably limper, but the sword was still held up. His face softened, but then he shook his head and his arm tensed again and his face was hardened once more. He slowly stood up, keeping the blade pointed at Seth, he took one step forward, then another until the sword point was an inche from Seths neck. "For me? You don't even care about ME. You never did."
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 4:52:33 GMT -5
"Oh, I care about you more than you might ever know." Seth's face still had that obscure smile on it, and he had a distant look in his eye. "I would not have taught you to fight if I didn't. And you would be dead long ago if I didn't care for you." He appeared as if he was looking straight through Zev, but he wasn't. He was looking directly at him, his gentle brown eyes fixed dead on his youngest son. He didn't even flinch at the sword pointed at his neck. You cannot kill what has no wish to die, my son. Flashed through his eyes like lightning, then was gone.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 4:54:40 GMT -5
This angered Zev. "Care? It was all an act to make Mother happy!" His angery kept rising, and soon, Seth was not being smart not defening himself. "I'LL KILL YOU DAMNIT!"
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 4:56:47 GMT -5
Seth's eyes glinted. "Not if I have any say in it. And I do." He brought his sword up like lightning, leaning far back, and bringing himself out of danger for the moment, then ducking down as a slash was aimed for his torso. It missed, flying over his head, and he stood again. Soon, they were in another standoff, blades pressed against one another.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 4:59:09 GMT -5
Zev pushed harder against Seth, pushing him back against his will, their swords locked, any move of one could be fatal. The birthmarks on his face were maroon, but sinking lower by each passing minute, he was loosing his energy.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:00:57 GMT -5
Seth returned the pressure, and now both were in a deadly position, their blades locked, tremendous force between them. One move, and both could die, which was why neither of them moved the swords except to press still harder. Seth's face was determined and willful, he had every intention of bringing his youngest back from the shadows.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:04:23 GMT -5
Zev gritted his teeth. "DIE DAMNIT!" The birthmarks on his face were now black, and his brown hair was starting to turn darker. He pushed harder and harder but was not able to push his father back any more, but Seth was starting to push him back. He was starting to gasp for breath, and everyone in the whole pit knew he was going down, everyone exept him.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:06:13 GMT -5
"There has been enough death today." Seth murmured almost silently, but his voice was still strong despite its reduced volume. He eased up ever so slightly on the pressure, and watched the changes in his son, knowing that the demon blood was slowly, ever so slowly, retreating.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:09:21 GMT -5
Kikoto watched her youngerest, and her husband fight through the cage bars, she saw Zev weakening and smiled slightly.
Zev shook his head, then felt something under his foot. He looked down, it was the Fireblade, and its blade was grey, it had gain enough power to be helpful again. He summoned all the extra strength he could, then took one hand off and grabbed the Fireblade and put it at Seths neck. "BACK OFF!"
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:12:48 GMT -5
Seth took one fluid step backwards, then darted to one side, out of the way of the two blades, their pressure buildup taking them, and therefore Zev, forward. He had one sword, his son, two. But he had fought like this numerous times, it didn't bother him in the least.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:17:54 GMT -5
Zev it the ground hard that time, and he laid there for a few seconds to catch his breath. His hair was black again, and now his eyes were changing from maroon to black once more, only slower. He pushed himself up to his knees, then slowly stood and turned around. The Fireblade made him unbalenced, he couldn't fight well with it. He didn't bother to pick it up again, the other sword in his hand. He stopped gasping for breath, and held it in, then his face got mad and aggressive and he charged at Seth, only to be knocked down again. He moaned then got back up again, and turned, then backed away, fear on his face.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:21:42 GMT -5
Seth did not go for Zev. He stood, at ready position, his soft eyes watching his son, with not a trace of anger in them. He said nothing, but his eyes flashed feelings like lightning, mixed emotions, love and strength, determination and hope, all shot over his face so fast it was almost impossible to tell what they were. Seth had the upper hand, and knew it, but didn't use it. Not against his own son.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:25:05 GMT -5
Zev closed his eyes, then opened them again. He shook his head, then dropped his sword and ran towars the stairwell.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:27:23 GMT -5
Seth darted to the stairwell, and got there just before Zev did, then gently caught his shoulder. "I love you, Zev. Never doubt that." He murmured softly.
Myra watched Zev, and suddenly something burning seized her heart. "I LOVE YOU, ZEV!"
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:32:19 GMT -5
Zev shook his head. "NO!" He turned and ran, as he passed the sword he grabbed it then turned and got into a ready position, facing Seth. Then he ran and they clashed blades again. "WHY WOUN'T YOU DIE!" He had heard Myra, and what she said made his eye plunge back to their normal color. Not his claws were starting to shrink away, soon now, he wouldn't be able to fight any longer.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:35:46 GMT -5
Seth merely fended his son off, watching the changes carefully, knowing that the demon side was subsiding. He didn't fight, only keeping the blows off of himself, and not trying to land any on Zev, until he would be truly tired.
Ajax turned to stare at Myra, who glared sassily back at him, then gripped the bars of the cage before her and watched the one she loved.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:38:01 GMT -5
Zev yelled at Seth. "GO TO HELL!" His claws were now finger nails, and his fangs were slowly shrinking to normal teeth.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:39:05 GMT -5
Seth decided not to answer that, knowing that it would likely only anger Zev further, and then his demon side would flare back up, and that would mean disaster.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:40:44 GMT -5
Zev now had normal teeth, and all that was left was his tail. Suddenly, it just disapeered, and Zev dropped his sword, falling forward into Seth.
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Post by ‡§åkørü‡ on Jul 12, 2006 5:41:58 GMT -5
Seth let go of his own sword, letting it fall to the ground, then he caught Zev, and held his son close, his strong arms protectively around his child's back. The shadows had taken him once, it would not happen again.
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Post by BäŽë™ on Jul 12, 2006 5:44:34 GMT -5
Zev's eyes were closed, and he barely felt his arms, but he gathered enough strength to answer Myra. "I love you too." His voice was but a whisper before he blacked out.
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