N3B, Snake, Niff, and Kaine were in the hangar, heading for their ships. The arena was to be changed...
N3B reached to his helmet and pushed a button on the side, which activated the hatch in
The Maufleur. Two plates of alien metal split apart, revealing the interior of his homey craft. A metal ramp was extended, something he had installed himself, and planted it's legs on the floor of the skedar attack ship.
He put a foot on the ramp, and went through his memory, stopping in place. The Villa... probably the best place of memory he could have. He recalled his first battle with the legendary Dark181st and his alliance with Jade and DarkWare, the Guild of Darkness. Fast-forwarding into the future, he found the arena which he had met his allies; Notesurfer, Niff, and Snake.
The only other arena which could hold rivalry in his memories favorites was Area 51, his first arena.
His thought-line was cut short, as a loud scream roared through the ship, rattling the hull and bouncing unsecured ships.
[glow=red,2,300]FOOL HUMANS! Do you mean to strand me here on in this ship, in this poor excuse for a body! You cannot be rid of a G0D so easily! [/glow]
His spine tingled, and the ship was dead silent. He turned in place, taking his foot off the ramp to his ship, and faced the lifts. Niff strode across the hangar next to N3B and spoke:
"You think he knows these arenas have little teleport devices?" he said, eyeing the platform at the egde of the hangar. N3B smirked, and shook his head.
"Most likely," N3B started "But he's kind of a pyscho..."
Just at that moment, a loud crash echoed from the lifts, as a huge hunk of metal was ripped from its place on the wall, and cast across the room. Sparks flew everywhere, as a battle damaged Draxas emerged from the smoking hole.
Kaine and Snake had formed with Niff and N3B to watch this oddity. Draxas stood, heavenshard down at his side. The 4 who stood across from the psychotic cyborg unofficially formed a temporary alliance, although somehow without ever saying a word. They all knew that a Draxas in a bad mood was a bad Draxas.
They each had their weapon of choice out; N3B with his samurai, Niff with a Ryo, Snake with an AR15, and Kaine with his DMC.
A moment of dead silence spread across the ship; it felt as if a clump of tumble weed were to blow by at that moment... if not tumbleweed than an old discarded newspaper.
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With one movement, there was a flash, and Draxas was across the room, only a few meters from the group. The 4 dropped down as Draxas took an upward swing with Heavenshard, narrowly missing a decapitation. His attack carried through with his speed and momentum into N3B's ship, slicing a fine gash into the side of the ship. Blue and Red sparks flashed, and a red-ish blue fluid leaked from the ship.
Adjusting themselves, they got back up, and had spread out, waiting for Draxas to make his next move. He turned in place, and took a sprint towards Snake. An instant later, Snake had his hand on his AR15, spreading bullets all over Draxas' body. This didn't seem to do much to affect his attack, though enough of it would bring him down.
Draxas brought his mangled arm up, and swung it at Snake, who had readied for the attack and brought his rifle up to parry the blow. With a quick snap, his weapon was dislodged from his grip and slung across the floor. With a quick chuck, Niff hurled a Ryo across the room, which managed to come in contact with Draxas' arm, and severed it completely off.
The bionic arm fell to the floor, still twitching for a moment, before it ceased motion and gave in. Meanwhile, Kaine was taking cover behind his ship, sending constant bullet-fire to Draxas, and N3B was charging a samurai blast. Draxas chose to deal with Kaine first, taking Heavenshard and hurling it in Kaine's direction. Not taking a glace at the outcome of his attack, he barreled straight toward N3B, reaching for an Ingalls.
The small automatic submachinegun was in his hands, the room had grown dark, the energy absorbed by N3B's samurai. With a release of the trigger, the room was illuminated a light blue, only for an instant as the blast travelled towards the cyborg.
The blast was aimed at his pelvis, where it should have landed, but Draxas had side-stepped a minimal distance to avoid it. Dropping his samurai, N3B unsheathed Uriziel from his back, bringing it down to his right with both his hands, and giving a diagonal swing, just as Draxas had arrived with his Ingalls.
Bullets were sprayed randomly. Luckily, N3B's opponent was in such a distorted state that he could not properly aim, and the bullets missed him. The egde of Uriziel caught Draxas in his ribs, and knocked him to the ground. What normally would have sliced through a being, just left a large gash, and knocked him back to the ground.
With a quick check out the corner of his eye, he could see that Kaine had gotten a sword lodged in his chest... a very unpleasant sight. Niff was by him, trying to use a medpack to heal the wounded combatant.
Snake had re-obtained his Assault rifle and was spraying bullets at Draxas downed body. N3B, taking Uriziel in his right hand, closed his eyes, and then brought the sword up perpendicular to the ground. The blue gem on the blade lit-up, swirling in a beautiful pattern. Bringing his other hand up to the handle of the blade, he brought it down on Draxas' stomach. The end of the blade ignited in flames on the way down, and spread up the rest of the blade to the hilt.
Upon contact with Draxas, there was a small explosion, which knocked N3B a little off-balance. Adjusting himself, he gazed down the length of his sword, and watched in a horrid-eye as Draxas pulled himself up the blade, seeming to not have felt it at all.
He brought his foot up to Draxas' chest, and pushed against his, pulling his sword from it's lodge in it's victim. With a quick motion, the blade was out, and Draxas was still bringing himself up to his feet.
This enraged him, more than he already was. Backing from his opponent, N3B stumbled over his heels nervously trying to get Uriziel ready for another attack. Draxas was up, and grabbed N3B's wrist firmly, pulling him up. With the stump that remained on his other arm, he slammed N3B in the face, knocking him back to the floor. He then kicked him across the room, and followed.
N3B grunted, holding his stomach in pain. His breath was gone as well, which rendered him helpless in this situation. Draxas had been damaged enough that his legs didn't function properly, and was walking extremely slow.
Still idle on the ground, N3B struggled to get back, but couldn't do anything. Draxas drew nearer, and again, reached down at N3B's face. His hand gripped his helmet, crunching it inwards, breaking several electrical connections.
Snake had arrived from behind, charging at Draxas. He lept in the air, and drop kicked Draxas firmly in the back, knocking both him and N3B onto the yellow-lit transport device. N3B was burried under Draxas' weight, and checked out the corner of his eye at the device. The platform rose from the ground, and a small gizmo under the platform began to spin, and his vision went white.
Carrington VillaN3B was sprawled out on the ground, his helmet missing a large piece on the side. His jumpsuit was badly torn, and suffered minor burns from Uriziel's attacks against Draxas.
Groaning, he rolled onto his knees, and sat up in a kneeling position. He took his helmet and gently removed it from his head, looking at the damage done. He could see inside to the padding, and the severed wires which were set inbetween two sets of hard metal-plastic shells.
He stood, feeling a nice pain in the side of his head, which hurt like hell. He dropped back to the floor, looking up into the sky. Several moments he lay there, until something peered its head over him, just as he blacked out.
OOC: The music in posts isn't working right in this board... really pissing me off.
OOC EDIT: Never mind, got it working.