Can't think of a creative title

I hunger for another good fight. I of course as always will be using my pscyho-path Slive. I prefer for a challenge but not insanly good like Kedisar or Kishin. The location is... ill be nice. you can choose location and time.:cool: And even better, you have the honour of making the first move.

Very well I shall challenge thee with my character fireball.

Location:A down Town Night Club.
Time:Some Time after Midnight.

Fireball was too late Slive had already slaughtered everyone. The scene was horrific and fireball could barely keep his stomach contents down. Slive was still gloating over the destruction he had caused.
"I have heard of you Slive," Fireball said in a tone he believed gave away to much of his fear. "Your dark deeds shall stop at this place and you shall be defeated by my hand."
"And what hope do you have against me, hero," Slive said as he turned around,"I have slain countless others that believed they could stop me."
Suddenly the insanely upbeat dance music was replaced by prodigy's firestarter.
"My hope is this," with those words an immense flame formed on Fireball's hand and lanced towards Slive. It hit him in the chest and sent him flying back behind the bar shattering the bottles of vodka on the self behind it. Slive rises from the floor.

ooc: cool read my profile.

bic: Slive leaps to his feet with a big grin on his face. He cackles gleefully at the pitiful attempt to harm him. "Thats all you got as a magic attack?" He conjures with one hand a ball of pitch black energy and launches it at FB which knocks it(don't know if your male or female sorry). through a wall. He then snaps his fingers and his trademark scythe appears in his hands. His eyes flash a blue light and Fb is lifted into the air and flung head first into a table. He looks at the body sprawled on the floor and laughs hysterically. He raises his scythe and brings it down but FB rolls out of the way.

ooc:man that wasnt one of my better attacks. I should slow down and think what im writing.

occ:male

Fireball gets to his feet. "No my power far exceeds that mear fireworks display." All of the sudden his fist were aflame. A succession of small powerful balls of fire sprung forth and flew towards Slive. The hit him in a fury. All they succeeded in doing was burning Slive's clothes minutely. "Damn," fireball mutters under his breath. As Slive walks closer to Fireball suddenly burst forward delivering a devistating upper cut that left a trail of burning flame in the air and on the path he travelled. It sent Slive hurtiling up wards. As Slive fell Fireball delivered an elbow encased in flame. This sent slive crashing into the door to the managers office.

FB smiled with joy on his attack but is interupted by Slive as he crashes from office and grabs FB by his ankle and launches him into the bar. Slive laughs with glee and holds up to flaming skulls and flings them at Fb exploding on contact. Slive doesn't let Fb retaliate and hacks away at Fb's left leg.Slive cackled again and glares down at Fb grasping his leg in agony. Fb slowly gets up(btw I didn't actually cut it off, just sliced it a bit.) Unsheathes his weapon hoping to get a piece of his worthy opponent.

ooc:Again i dont want to write more because i just did homework. and sorry for not posting for so long ;p.

Fireball thought to himself that a cricket bat isn't exactly the best weapon to use at such a time. But still he shall try he damnedest to stop Slive. Weilding the bat like a sword he swung at Slive. Slive ducked, but fireball quick bought the bat into an upward swing. It hit Slive square in the crotch, even this souless being cried out in pain. Fireball took the oppurtunity to fire a blast of flame from his free hand. This blast caused Slives rusty scthye to clater to the ground. Reacting instinctively fireballs right hand flared into a flame add shot down the length of the criket bat. This caused Slive to cry out once more. Although the Cricket bat would be consumed fireball knew it would give him just enough time. He focused his attention on the scythe and a great burst of energy shot out of his free left hand. It was enough tho burn away the wood of the hanlde and start to melt the blade. It was now useless as a weapon. The criket bat fell to the floor as ashes as it finally burnt away.
"You are know with out one of our weapons," Fireball said as Slive started to recover, "and I am without mine. But I think mine shall be more easily replaced."