Edward didn't stop and walked right into him, and actually managed to make Ari fall back a bit; I stifled a giggle at the sight of the big bad wolf man getting shoved by a shrimpy kid. Ari didn't seem to take too kindly to that and snarled at him, his face already morphing to become more wolf like; Ed jumped back and threw his metal arm in front of him, already prepared for an attack. I admired his survival skills, even I wouldn't be that quick to jump to defense...offense is a different story. The small scene must've caught the interest of the scientist present, because soon the fake butt lady called for her lackies to drag Ed back into the middle of the ring, with Ari dragged in with him. It was obvious what they wanted, so the two didn't waste anytime. I began to move in to stop them, when I noticed they clamped a shackle around my wrist and ankle...smart move on their part.
Ari morphed completely into his eraser form, and Ed already had pressed his palms together, making a blade shoot from his metal arm. Ari lunged at Ed claws first and ripped his shirt clean from his body, Edward ducked before any damage could actually be done. I blushed softly as I looked at him..well, I might have drooled a bit too, the boy had a better build than even Fang did, it's at that point I'm glad Angel wasn't there to hear that.
Edward took Ari's missed hit as an opportunity to uppercut him in the gut, since he was still positioned with his arm outstretched over Ed, and doubled over as soon as his iron fist connected with him. Ari wheezed and fell to the ground, gasping to catch his breath..I guess Ed simply hit harder that what he was used to. It didn't take long for Ari to leap at Ed and knock him to the ground, and used his weight to hold him there.
"Jeez, ever hear of mouthwash?" Ed asked as he tried to throw Ari off of him, yet couldn't get him to budge. He sighed and Ari went to rip out his throat, I closed my eyes and looked away, this wasn't going to be a pretty sight. I could hear some kind of song start up on the overhead and looked back, and I could see a smirk grow on Ed's face as he threw his right fist into Ari's jaw, breaking a few of his fangs before tossing Ari to the side. I watched with my jaw dropped as he threw the giant eraser with what seemed to be little struggle.
"Never under-estimate an opponent..especially when he's a good actor." He chided as he turned to a corner of the room and threw up a thumbs up, and I could see somebody up in a booth, probably the person who turned on the song. I was wondering how he was able to manage that...
"You ready?! Let's go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!) "
I recognized this song, mostly because Iggy listened to it a few times back at in the New York subways off the laptop we "borrowed", I hummed along as I watched Edward wait for Ari to make his move.
"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!"
Ari shot to his feet, spitting a bit of blood and teeth to the ground, and rushed Edward and tackled him to the ground, slashing blindly at him with his claws. I could see Ed cringe as a few of them actually cut him, and blood started to surface on his chest. He punched Ari in the chest and sent him back a second, and Ed exploited that second to throw, like, a zillion jabs into his wolfish chest. He even got to kick him a few times.
"Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code-"
Ari snapped his jaws at him and made the mistake of biting into his fake leg, "Sorry pal, that's the wrong leg." He mocked as he lifted his fake arm; I could see Ari's eyes widen from where I stood. "And this is the right arm!" I could see the spiral Ed sent Ari into with a single, well placed punch.
"It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! Let's go!"
Edward smiled as he stood and stretched his arms above his head, exposing his bare chest even more. I could feel my face heat up and I had to look away to stop the impending stream of drool from flowing.
"Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist"
Ari growled and stood again, and began to circle him slowly, snarling and snapping his jaws at him; trying to scare him into making a simply watched him closely, keeping an eye on where he was at all times, and waited until he saw Ari take too big a stride before running in and kneeing him in the chest.
"This is twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought he'd be the one to set the west in flames-"
Ari wheezed and fell over onto his side,and didn't seem to move as fast to get up as he did earlier. I began to smile for Ed's victory, but before I could even curve my lips, a buzzer sounded and a few of those robotic erasers I saw earlier in my stay exited from a door. It now was four agaisnt one.
"-Then I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you had the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with S. Dot!"
They rushed Ed two at a time, and each went for one of his limbs. I could've sworn I saw him smirk as they all grabbed each limb, and pinned him down. I turned my head away as I heard him scream, I honestly would've jumped in if I wasn't being chained to a wall at the current moment. I didn't look back until I heard the somewhat familiar sound of their metal skulls cracking into the ground; I looked up to see that Ed used the one holding his metal arm down as a weapon, and swung it into the other three. He shot up and backflipped to a safe distance.
"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!"
The lead Flyboy began to charge Ed, and only succeeded in getting a concrete fist send into it's head, causing it to explode into smoke and scrap metal; I saw Ed's eyes widen, and step back. He must've thought he killed it, "DON'T WORRY, THEY'RE ROBOTS!" I shouted to him, just as one of the lackies shot at him and bit into his left arm, causing him to cringe...but he didn't scream...why?
"They call him Ryu, he's sick
And he's spittin fire
And mike got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock"
He then smirked at the flyboy on his arm, and ripped his arm from it's jaws, causing him to begin to bleed quite a bit, and he clapped his palms then pressed them into the flyboy, making it combust into smoke as he kicked it gently, and it simply fell apart. Whatever this boy knew, it definitely worked in almost every situation. As one of them flew above him, he was about to use it again, until he seemed to remember he had wings, and slowly started to flap them. I smiled softly, it reminded me of when Gazzy tried to fly for the first time, only Ed didn't crash into everything within the room.
"The type women want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You won't believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat"
Edward finally was airborne and rammed himself into the flyboy, and I could see the smoke already seeping out from it's sides. I had made a mental note to ask him if this was that "alchemy" the woman mentioned earlier, and if he could teach it to us. I was so lost in thought that I almost didn't see him throw the eraser wannabe into the other one. I mentally cheered him on, this would've been even better if the rest of the Flock was here to see this!
"Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Making his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep asking him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?"
I watched him shoot groundwards and slam his fist into the side of the Flyboy, and began to unleash a series of blows to its steel ribs, and with each hit, I could hear him dent something inside it's covered frame, and I could only watch..I really wanted to join in.
"No he's livin proof, got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent
Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind-"
I began to see why exactly he picked this song, I really COULD see a light go on in his head, and I could FEEl a buzz course through me just by watching him, and he's definitely has a will beyond reach, even by me...and my will is pretty solidified in iron. Ed didn't even seem to mind his injuries, seeing as now his chest was decorated in blood and sweat. His hair flapped around him as he landed finally, and checked to see what else was coming at him.
"It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with,
The kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying,
How did he do it?!"
Ari tried to attack him from behind, and Edward didn't seem to notice as he began to walk towards me, "ED, BEHIND YOU!" I shouted, and he turned just in time to roundhouse him right in the face, and send him spiraling into the floor again. I clapped as best as I could while waiting for the white-coats to unchain me. I didn't even bother to wonder HOW he knew this song, since he claimed to be from another dimension...I had to remember to ask him more about it when I got the chance.
"This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!"
A/N:Whoa, this one was a doozy! Thanks for sticking out the extremely long chapter, it is by far one of my longest chapters I ever put up...Anywho! I can already see the comments about why I put in this song, and I just wanted to say...I kinda saw the video I put up and fell in love with the idea of Ed fighting this song...and Ari & The Flyboys seemed liked they'd be a worthy match agaisnt Edward, so I threw it in. Thank you all sooo much for taking time out of your day to read my story, and I hope you all enjoy it ^-^