Battle of Master's Memories (Two verses One) (Bahamut - Heaven_Seeker)

Ok you guys, HS, me and you are going to face off against Bahamut. I know you might not think he is that good compared to you or anything but I think he is the best here other then Kishin, Mirren, Sear, ect. Only a few match his skill with this stuff so I would like fight him with you. That is if he accepts this challenge. I'll be using Shaya. HS, you can make the intro to our fight against Bahamut. This will be a Legend Fight. It will be awsome.

Alright, I accept, FG. Goota get organized. I am going ot use Seryth (once Maruki), and we need to know where it shall take place. Thanks.

I'll accept as well. I'll use Zohik. Um, HS is called Quanta now, just to let you know. I don'tunderstand why you would want to do a two on one battle. This is going to be complicated. May i suggest this take place in a field during mid night? eel free to reply to us at any time.

Originally Posted by Bahamut

I'll accept as well. I'll use Zohik. Um, HS is called Quanta now, just to let you know. I don'tunderstand why you would want to do a two on one battle. This is going to be complicated. May i suggest this take place in a field during mid night? eel free to reply to us at any time.

We'll take that settings then. Good luck to both of you. Oh and Quanta, make the intro with my char already with yours. That way I can take off of it.

There was an uncomfortable presence in the air that night. As if there was someone right behind both Shaya and Seryth. Crickets chirped musically like there would be no end. The night was young, the sun barely under the expansive horizon.

The two warriors were trudging slowly along the field of Shirona. It was a colossal field where many a great battle had been fought. Where man and beast fought for their freedom upon this small planet.

A longing howl of a coyote filled the night air, echoing out to the reaches of the field. neither warriors spoke to each other, body language showing where to walk and what to do. Faint foot steps were heard by the keen ears of Seryth and both looked at each other ina wondering way.

"Those are foot steps in the distance, Shaya." said Seryth.
"Yes, probably nothing much, maybe a pathetic peasant or merchant."
"No, I can feel its presence. It isn't a welcoming one, I can tell."

The footsteps were growing louder, getting much closer by each second.

"Well, whatever it is, we're both experienced warriors, and we are armed well." replied Shaya.
"Alright."

The one making the steps was close enough to make out a figure. It was a man. A man with a long sword. He was a warrior who looked like he had seen much in his life.

"Who is that? He's giving me a bad feeling inside." asked Shaya.
"I know him.....Zohik. Warrior of Life. He is a very powerful warrior who has fought many battles. Almost none have defeated him. The closest he's gotten to losing is against the legend Senju-Nata. We aren’t very good acquaintances" Shaya left no reply. Seryth pointed to a big patch of bushes. "Hide over there." Shaya ran over and hid himself without a sound and he peered over to see what would occur. Zohik walked over to face Seryth with a deep scowl in his face.

"Zohik." said Seryth in a non-welcoming way.
"Seryth." Seryth drew both his blades as Zohik unsheathed the Hokiju. With a scowl to each other, blades crossed and the clash of steel against steel filled the night.

Seryth motioned Shaya to join in and help him out. Shaya drew his blade as he ran over to protect his friend.

"A battle isn't what I wish for, though if you want, then it will be fought."

"We'll see Zohik." Zohik parried himself easily against the two attackers, though he never could find a chance to bring in his own blow.

"Don't worry, Zohik, we're just getting started." said Seryth. Shaya didn't say a word as this occurred. He knew naught of this warrior except that he was supposedly an enemy.

"Let's see about skill, then. You shall see the end of your life soon. And this time, you won't get another spirit to help you." The clash of steel was music to the warriors as they fought without any sense of exhaustion.

The sound od grinding and shuffling feet on hard soil could be heard in the area. Both Shaya and Seryth were moving hesitent for an attack from Zohik. No one had made a hit yet and the battle pause was annoying. It was cold and dark in this part of the field and barely any moon light made it through the clouds. It was something that gave Zohik an advantage. But even with this great feeling in his gut there was something fearful pulling at the back of his mind about loosing. There were two warriors opposing him and strong friends they were. Friends that were willing to die for each other and friends that would win weither or not they die or kill their opponent. "This will be a great battle."

The wind blew strong humid air towards the warriors giving them a good feeling against the cold and made them ready to fight once more, and no more shaking. Shaya feeling this, dashed at Zohik and came down with his blade. Zohik blocked this attack easily and held it but he noticed another movement further behind and quickly let go of the hilt of his sword catching a blade singing from the side. The blade sank into Zohik's palm and he gripped tensely twisting it and kicking furiously where it came from. The blow sent Seryth flying back landing and sliding across the wet grass, stunning him for a few moments before he gradully made his way back up to his feet. By now Shaya had pushed away standing and waiting impatiently. Zohik dashed swiftly towards him and came down with his blade with a mighty force and Shaya pushed it to the side with his own. A pain was sent straight up Zohik's left hip and he looked down to notice a blade, Shaya's blade had made it's way in his flesh. He pulled back and th blade left Shaya's grasp and zohik stumbbled back quickly. He struggled to pull out the blade and Crimson blood dripped from the dip after doing so. He threw the blade towards shaya letting him catch it and dashed as fast as possible. The blade came down and he suddenly turned resting his blade against his side and stabbed Seryth in straight through the gut as he tried to attack from behind. He pulled his blade back quickly only to to notice another blade come from infront. He tried blocking but the blade made its way into his gut first. The block only moved his flesh to the side giving him tremendous pain. They all backed away and stood looking at what had happened in a short amount of their battle.

"This is going to be a larger challenge then I thought." Zohik thought to himself as he rested on his blade..........

Bright red blood seeped through each warriors' wound and dripped to the cold, shrivelled grass. Each warrior knelt downlow, holding their wounds, each in exemplary pain. This battle would be a long one, and each warrior would go to the farthest reaches of their strength to endure their enemy, and come out victorious.

"This is harder than I thought." Shaya whispered to Seryth.
"Zohik is a strong man, I told you earlier, he shouldn't be taken lightly." Seryth answered in the same tone.

Zohik inhaled deeply and stood up slowly. "Don't...tell me...you forfeit your....life already." he said in between breaths.

"This...is just the beginning." Seryth answered as he stood up himself."
"Seryth...and I aren't finished...with you, yet." Shaya said, he too standing up.

With those challenges made, Zohik dashed ferociously towards Seryth, his Hokiju held forward. "Me neither." he said on his way.

Seryth ran too, towards Zohik with his cheif blade held forward also, and his other held behind his back. Both blades collided with a deafening clash, sparks flying every which way, and on to the blood red ground. Both warriors were sent flying back feet away from the momentum of the collision.

Shaya took this as a chance and went for a downward stab into Zohik's chest, and he would be defeated. Though Zohik was experienced enough to predict this and he rolled over in a struggle, due to the impact of that collision and his gut wound.

Seryth then ran back to Zohik, recovered from his momentum crash. Zohik stood up quickly, his face in a grimace, and parried the attack. Though Seryth speedily whipped out his other blade and went for a slash to the leg. Zohik jumped back, though he was caught, and blood swiftly seeped througha long slash wound. He held his leg as he backed up.

Ooc; Sorry about the mix up in posts. Bahamut was still logged inwhen I posted since we go to the same school adn I thought it was my file.


IC; Shaya looked over at his wounded nemesis with a renewed hope of victory. He held his blade tighter as he glanced at Seryth “Wait here, if I fall you charge.”
Seryth nodded. Shaya looked forward, and with a powerful push of his legs he lunged forward, kicking up a whirlwind of dirt and leaves. Seryth lifted a hand to protect his face against the buffeting charge, watching his ally seemingly glide across the grass. Zohik managed to lift his head to see Shaya’s form nearly upon him, with all the strength Zohik was able to muster, lifted himself from the grass and hefted his blade to an upright position. His opponent was near, almost within his blades reach…
Shaya swung with incredible might at his wounded opponent, a slight shock ran through his arms as Zohik beat him away with surprising strength. Shaya skidded to a halt a few feet behind Zohik, and Zohik was not about to miss the opportunity to strike his unprotected challenger. Shaya slowly turned around, feeling the presence, the wind howled against his body, it felt good and it seemed like the last one he would feel…
A sharp cry ran through