Well, here's another chapter of BTP, hope u like!

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Chapter 3: The Winged Assassin

Mark charged at the winged man and sliced his blade, the man countered with his own blade, both blades clashed in a shower of yellow sparks. Dante jumped towards the stands, realizing this was Mark's fight and watched from the sidelines. Mark and the winged man both clashed again, Mark grabbed the man's robe and threw him into the wall, he brought out his guns and fired them.

Suddenly the bullets rebounded off of another pair of bullets and canceled each other out. He soon saw the winged man pulled out a white gun, smoking from the shot it fired. "So, you have guns also." Mark said "Looks like this is getting interesting." Mark said and charged at him again. The winged man pulled his blade out and attacked again.

Both clashed in a flurry of sparks, the men sliced each other, their blades both clashing but neither hitting each other. Soon Mark got the blade out of the man's hand, he tried to shot his gun but it was shot out by Mark's gun. The man growled at him "Damn, there's only one trick I have left" The man thought.

Mark was about to bring down his blade but the man grabbed it with his right arm. Suddenly the dirt and sand shot up from the ground in a small explosion. A strange power emitted from the arm, Mark looked at the arm and gasped. The man's right arm was a silver dragon's arm, similar to Mark's arm. It glowed with a power similar to Mark's, the scales glowed with a silver sheen, the nails where a golden color.

"You have an arm like me" Mark said. "Surprised?" The man asked. The man sent a blast of power and sent Mark flying towards the other side of the arena. "What are you?" Mark asked. "I'm like you, we both have arms." The man said. Mark looked at him surprised as the man grabbed him, a transparent image of his arm appeared and slammed him into the ground. Mark jumped back "funny, I thought me and Nero where the only ones who could do that" Mark said.

"Come on" the man taunted. Mark charged at the winged man again, with him having the same arm as Mark, the two fought exactly the same, their styles where similar, including their combos. "How can you be this strong?" Mark asked. "I know many moves, yours I practiced for a long time." The man said. Mark growled at the man and grabbed him, he slammed him to the ground and began punching him senseless.

He soon grabbed and swung him around, he then threw him up and jumped, he slammed his sword down onto his stomach, sending him to the ground in a cloud of sand and dust. Mark walked out of the crater he made, panting heavily and sweating also. The crowd was silent, and then began cheering for their King.

Suddenly they stopped; Mark turned around and saw the winged man get up, his sword sticking out from his gut. "Got to say…you are good as the rumors said." The man grunted. "I could actually go far as to say I underestimated…" The man pulled Mark's sword from his gut by the hilt and threw it back at Mark "…Your abilities!" He said.

Mark caught his blade and looked at it, the blood began to absorb into his blade. "What are you?" Mark asked. "You saw me, I'm like you. Only I've got some demon blood in me" The man said. The man suddenly vanished, Mark gasped and looked around. "Hate to leave but I've got some stuff to do" The man said, Mark turned around and saw him on the rim of the Arena. Mark shot his gun at him, but he realized he wasn't there "Adios kid" The man said from another area a few feet away from his old location and jumped down.

Mark looked at the spot where he was, everyone looked at where the man stood and then at Mark, all having the same thought on their minds. Who was that winged man?

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Okay, i no i took some things from the Nero vs. Dante fight but this fits well. Who was that Winged man? And what was he doing there? Stay tuned.