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Edited by cyberattaq:
1/2/2016 8:40:39 PM
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"I have no quarrel with you!"
Ryker fires a shot straight through the mans shin.
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With a growl he knelt as his leg could not temporarily support its weight. He stood up again and blasted Ryker back with the energy from the swords "But I do."
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Ryker slid backwards, drawing his own sword. "What's the point of this!"
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"Vengeance! You let him die. Now you will feel the wrath he suffered." He vanished and reappeared closing the distance again slicing down with the swords.
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Edited by cyberattaq: 1/2/2016 9:29:29 PM"How did I let him die! He made his own life! Had his own family! He was happy! I was happy for him! We were friends!" Ryker blocks and swings upward, the blue plasma blade so hot the rain that begins to fall sizzles as it touches the blade.
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"Don't tell lies Evans. Do you know what I am? I was born of him! I harbor his memories all of them. I know Akron Stormbringer more well then he knew himself. His dark thoughts, the memories he didn't want." He lets the sparks burn into his face as he sweeps Ryker's legs.
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Ryker falls down, getting up and charging the man.
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He sidesteps and uses Ryker's momentum to throw him again. "Well fought Evans."
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Ryker stands, turning around and staring at the man with a death stare. "Thanks." He snarls.
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"Enough games, show me what you truly are made of." His swords enlarged with more shadows, the energy seems to come from inside him. He slams them into the ground making them sink until only the pommel was visible. A wave of shadows spread across the floor killing anything organic in its path, rapidly approaching Ryker.
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Ryker sent out a pulse of white light to repel the shadows. "Whatever you are you underestimate me." [spoiler]Lol Star Wars memes[/spoiler]
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"On the contrary I know everything about you varying from Angel to the suit's regenerative properties, The marker, and what you have been able to do. The only thing I don't know is what you haven't shown." He pulls out the swords and takes up a defensive stance. "You have always had a will of iron, he admired that in you."
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Edited by cyberattaq: 1/3/2016 4:33:20 AMRyker strikes his own stance. "Well buddy, then you've got a lot of things coming." Ryker shoots a bolt of pure white light right at his chest.
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With a scream of pain the bolt melts right through his chest. From the hole Ryker could see a a strange substance dripping down that was not blood. With a shaky breath he recovers and gets back up. "Right right, the light's unpleasant. That won't happen again."
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"I've been told by many it sucks to get hit." Ryker smirks.
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"Yes but I wonder how it feels when something similar happens." He pulls the substance from his hear and fires it at Ryker in a similar bolt.
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It hits and burns through Rykers armor, hitting him in the shoulder, he cries out in pain. "Agh!"
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"I wonder if this is what fate decreed. You and her the light, Akron and Jay the darkness. And we always suffer ill fates from your hands. Suiting though, we never belonged..."
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"You could both decide your fate!" Ryker yells as he stands.
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He shadow jumps in front of Ryker and knees him as he stands up. "This is the fate he chose for me. And it is the fate I choose for myself."
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Edited by cyberattaq: 1/3/2016 7:43:50 PMHe gets back up, getting his sword again and teleports behind the man, kicking in him the back. "We can change!"
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As he falls he rolls and stands up to make up for the fall. He turns back to Ryker with a different glint in his eyes. "There is one element that never changes, death. I cannot change that this is my final and true wish. I think that's something we all understand."
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"So you want to die!" Ryker pulls out Angel again, firing another shot through his shoulder.
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This time he doesn't flinch as severely and rushes forward. He closes the gap and stabs Ryker in the stomach with his blades. He could feel the darkness inside him slowly eating away at his insides. He lifted Ryker up and threw him off. "Death, is just the beginning."
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He grunts as his stabbed. Blood leaks from the wound, it slowly heals. He stands. He holds out his hand and a tendril of lighter shoots from his hand, burrowing into the mans chest.
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Edited by boogeyman333: 1/3/2016 10:25:21 PM"Is that the best you got?" He grabs onto the tendril and begins to pull himself closer into it, the darkness slowly corrupting the tendril. The more pressing matter was how he was getting closer to Ryker as he pulled himself closer.
