First Venture in the Dueling Arena (Random)

The scene is that of erie and silent. A tree blows in the distance as Lozzie makes his way down a back alley. Sounds of rats squealing in the trash cans and crickets playing their music are heard as well. Lozzie takes his Golden Dagger and rips a trash can in two, sending five rats flying into the air and falling with a bloody splat. While walking, he tries to gather his thoughts of his life, or whatever life he has left.

Ever since that night, that night of pure evil, the night that changed Lozzie's view on life, a view of venegance on all those who oppose him. No Matter Who It May Be.

Lozzie stepped out from the alleys and into the corner shop for a bite to eat. Lozzie ordered his usual, hamburger with fries. While eating, Lozzie noticed in the mirror hanging above the grill, a reflection of someone outside, looking in on him eating. Lozzie turned around quickly, to notice no one standing outside. I thought for sure someone was standing there, he thought. He finished his burger, paid the fee, and left the shop.

Back into the alleys, Lozzie strolled, looking for a challenge. He pulled out a dagger from his belt, and with sharp like skills, sent it sailing towards poster in the distance, nailing the actor square in the eye. He then sent another dagger, hitting the other eye dead on.

"You're not bad. Where did you learn those skills."

Lozzie turned around and saw the same person he had saw in the reflection.

"With skills like that, you should be a great challenge in battle." The stranger said.

"Well, why don't you find out for yourself." Lozzie said, as he ran towards the poster, and retrieving his daggers, storing them safely into his belt.

"Well, what are you waiting for." The stranger said, drawing his weapon. "Let's make a interesting duel."

the stranger walked out of the shadow
"oh no it's Dark link" lozzie sayed
Dark link looked with a red eyes and sayd:
"let's finish this"
he drawed his master sword and rashed into lozzie......
NOTE: it's so fun

were you even approved to battle here? you need to be approved by the BA council in order to duel here... Plus I wanted a real challenge :rolleyes: lol

how?? i don't know how
tell me

you need to go here: http://www.zeldauniverse.net/forums/...?s=&forumid=71

And follow the character approval rules... that's all I can tell you

Ill fight you Lozzie, is that ok?

I would be honored to fight you final. Give me your best intro ;-)

OK...here i go:

The stranger was known as Final Dream, he was a warrior from the desert, tough he's real name and origin was shrouded in mystery, he was a very fearable warrior around the world, this was just one more of his travels...

Final Dream putted his hand in front of him and a white glowing sword, that it seemed to be made of energy, appeared before him, he grabbed it..."I felt someone with a big power around the city, so i tracked it down, and now im before him" said Final Dream in a calmed voice
"So you where the one i saw in the shop!" said Lozzie trying to look calmed
"Yes, it was me, but that doesnt matters now...I want you to show me your powers" said Final Dream
"You do the first... " began to say Lozzie but Final Dream was already running towards him, Lozzie quickly drawed some knives from his belt and threw them at Final Dream, the knives passed through him as if he were a ghost, and his image vanished in thin air.
"What are you attacking to?" asked Final Dream's voice from behind Lozzie, he felt a cold drop of sweat running through his back, it would seem that this was going to be a memorable battle...

Lozzie continue to stare at the hologram of Final Dream. Lozzie knew that the real Final was standing behind him, waiting to turn around. But Lozzie was smarter than that.

"Well, if you had really shown your face instead of sending a figment of you at me, I wouldn't be waiting for anything." Lozzie said coldly. He knew this was going to be a tough battle, but he tried to keep calm nonetheless.

"Well, if you are going to show me those sharpshooter skills of yours, turn around, and face me like a man." Final said, laughing after the last word.

The alleys were narrow, but narrow enough to fit a semi-truck down. Lozzie ran forward, and jumped on top of a nearby dumpster, somersaulted off, and was now facing the real image of Final, about 50 feet in front of him.

"Nice gymnastic skills. Where did you learn them, doing gymnastics with all the little girls." Final cackled.

Lozzie had enough. Making fun of his manhood once he could take, but twice... Lozzie lunged forward, pulling out his Long Dagger in the process. As he approached Final, he jumped over him, without even grazing any part of his head. Lozzie swung his sword through Final's torso, but once again, he found the image in front of him disappear in a poof of white. Lozzie had been had twice.

Lozzie heard footsteps in the distance behind him. Without even thinking, he jumped up into the air, did a flip, and watched the real Final pass by. Lozzie pulled out a dagger, landed, and sent it flying towards Final's calf. With precise accuracy it dug itself into his calf. This time, Lozzie had finally taken a hit at his opponent. Blood started dripping from Final's calf.

"I don't need my legs to fight." Final said. "I'll take you out, even if it is on one leg."

Final Dream took the dagger out of his calf very slowly and giving a shout of pain, as more blood came, finally he could remove it, in the place where it had dug, the blood began to flow fastly, and in the place were his leg seemed to be behind his cape ot was totally dirty of blood.
He standed against a wall and shouted his eyes, suddenly he began to levitate very slowly, Lozzie wasnt going to wait another second for him to recover, so he ran fastly against Final Dream with the Long Dagger at hand, and jumped really high, when he reached Final Dream he was beggining to wave his sword but...suddenly, out of nowhere, he felt a terrible shock, and stopped midair, from what he got to see, Final Dream was covered in a blue and almost invisible ball of energy.

Lozzie fell to the floor and hitted it, making the floor crack and the dumpsters that were near made a small jump, Lozzie got up slowly watching at his enemy floating in a near place, his eyes were shut, it seemed that he was saying something in a very low voice, some blood was droping from his hurted leg, and there was a silence, in fact it was very silent, Lozzie looked outside of the alley, noone seemed to have noticed that they were in there, but then, a strong wind began to blow, and the ground began to shake.

Lozzie looked at Final who had now his eyes wide open looking outside of the narrow alley, still saying something that Lozzie couldnt comprehend, Lozzie looked again outside of the alley and got shocked at what he saw, the cement from the floor at the beggining of the alley, was being ripped by two, it began to grew larger the floor in the entrance had practically dissappeared, but the hole was growing fastly, and it was running towards the alley, if Lozzie didnt moved fastly, there was not going to be a place where he could put a foot in the alley, and he would fall in the deep hole...

The hole was gaining speed on Lozzie, but all he could do was look around the alley in astonishment at what was happening. Lozzie started running, still watching as the hole opened up on the alley like a giant zipper, when he saw the thing that could save him from sudden peril. He jumped onto a nearby dumpster, and launched up onto a nearby fire escape. Clinging for dear life, Lozzie watched as the hole dug through the cement, ended at the other end of the alley, and closed itself, making the cement whole again beneath him.

But before Lozzie could jump down from his perch, Final had tackled him off the fire escape, and onto the cold pavement below. He held Lozzie pinned to the ground, unable to move, unable to speak.

"You may have saved yourself some time by avoiding dropping forever, but the sword that I hold in my hand won't be as unforgiving." Final said, as he raised his sword into the air. Lozzie could barely move his arms, but his hands were close enough to his belt to reach in, and pull out one more dagger. He dug the dagger into Final's thigh, causing Final to yell out in pain, and drop his sword into the ground, barely missing Lozzie's head. Lozzie got up, and watch as Final lay on the ground with a dagger stuck in his thigh. However, he felt a sharp pain in his own shoulder. The sword that Final had dropped has created a cut about 2 inches deep in Lozzie's left shoulder.

While he was attending to his cut, Final had stood up, slowly, and was once again holding his sword in his hand. He pointed it at Lozzie and started walking slowly towards him. Lozzie looked up and watched as Final approached slowly on him. Lozzie reached for his Long Dagger, only to realize that when Final had dropped him from the air, he had failed to grab it.

"This is where the road stops for you, dagger boy." Final said. Lozzie slowly backed up with the same rhythm as Final, but stopped with a big thud, as he crashed into the brick wall. All he could do was watch as Final walk slowly toward him, holding his ticket to death in his hand.

All of a sudden, Final stumbled, and Lozzie took the chance. He slid under Final, grazing the sword in hand, causing a line to be cut into his shirt right down the middle. He ran to the other end of the alley, and picked up his Long Dagger. Final turned and looked at Lozzie.

"You make a great opponent. Let's finish this off with a little swordplay. No more trickery." Final said.

"Fine, show me your best moves." Lozzie said, not realizing that Final had his fingers crossed behind his back the entire time.

Final Dream took off his cape that now smelled like blood and threw it away, he now revealed a black armor with silvery linesm a long black hair above his head.
The sword that was in the floor dissappeared from there and reappeared on Final Dream's right hand, he holded it tight with both hands and approached against Lozzie, Final Dream swung his sword horizontally but Lozzie refused it with his sword, he took the chance to attack him but Final managed to refuse it, they kept this kind of attacks always moving, in a moment Final Dream looked at his back, they had reached the end of the alley that was a dead end, Final standed with his back against the wall, Lozzie aproached and hitted with his sword in Final's stomach, but a mysterious force made the Long Dagger go hot Lozzie tried to keep it in his hand trying to make it through Final's black armor, but it would seem that this one was unpenetrable, he tried with two hands but he still couldnt do it, when smoke began to come from Lozzie's hands he had to his sword, he gave some steps back and looked at his hands with an amazed face.

Final who was laughing when Lozzie was trying to get through his armor now was looking at Lozzie's hands, these were horribly burned, they were totally red and had some black pieces of skin on them, and his fingers didnt seemed to answer Lozzie's commands.
"YOU...you...cheater...you werent supposed to use magic!!!" exclaimed Lozzie with and angered voice
"But it wasnt me the one who used magic...it was the armor" said Final Dream touching his black and shiny armor with his right hand
Final Dream gave some steps with difficulty and standed in front of Lozzie who was on his knees now, Final raised him grabbing him by his neck, Lozzie felt that he couldnt breath, his hands still were burning...he knew he had to do something and quick or he would die in no time...He suddenly kicked Final Dream on his hurted leg, Final screamed in pain and threw Lozzie against the wall with a horrible force, while he fell to the floor because of the pain in his leg...

OoC: Sorry, it took so long for me to reply. There are some times in my ventures that I just am not in the mood to write, mainly nights when I work. Some work nights I have that spark while other it's just not there. But i'm finally back, and don't plan on leaving soon.

IC: Lozzie hit the wall with extreme force, that he fell to the ground in a unconscious state. The last thing Lozzie saw before he passed out was Final, bent over on the ground in extreme pain. The next moment, Lozzie felt himself thrust upwards into the air, by Final, only once again to be dropped to the ground by the weight of Lozzie bearing down on Final's distraught knee.

This time, however, Lozzie managed to stay conscious. Time to act, before he pulls some more tricks out of his sleeves, Lozzie thought. However, Lozzie was still dazed from the force of the wall on his fragile skull. As Lozzie stood up, he suddenly became dizzy and fell back to the ground at an instant. He was stuck.

Final, on the other hand, was beginning to stand up, very slowly, as if a million rocks were balanced on his knee. Lozzie did the only thing he could. He reached down to his belt, and pulled out a red dagger, and tossed it at Final's already punctured knee. Final went down once again, letting out a loud scream of pain in the process. Lozzie tried once again to get up, but the amount of dizziness surrounding him was too much to bear. Lozzie watched as Final once again stood up and advance on the fallen Lozzie. Lozzie once again pulled out a dagger from his belt, a blue one, and release it towards Final's other knee. This time Final sat down on the ground, blood pouring from both his kneecaps.

Lozzie stood up for the third time, this time able to keep his composure. He walked over towards his Long Dagger laying on the ground where Final had applied his magical armor. It was still a little warm from the magic, but Lozzie was able to bear the sword this time.

However, Final had dragged himself over to the spot where Lozzie stood, holding one of the dagger that had lodged itself into his knee. He lay on the ground, right behind where Lozzie stood, and reached out with the dagger towards Lozzie's kneecap.

SWIPE

Final let out another scream that could have woken the neighborhood. Lozzie had sensed Final laying right behind him, and swung his Long Dagger in the direction of Final's hand, which know lay on the ground, still clutching the dagger lifelessly.

"You might as well play your final move, as it will probably be your last." Lozzie said, as he watched as Final lay holding the wrist of the arm that had been rendered handless.