Title: spittin' out blood
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: takes place during season one finale
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 120
Point of view: third
Prompt: rattlesnake smile
Eliot does not give up. That's the secret to his success. If he falls, he's dead. If he stays on the ground, every bone in his body is broken and his heart has stopped beating.
He's learned to fight through broken bones, ripped skin, pulled muscles. He's learned to force the pain away, where it doesn't affect him, and take out anything in his way, anyone who has hurt him. Then, once he's the victor and safe, only then will he patch himself up.
And this kid, this punk who's faster than him but not as strong, he's a cocky little bastard.
Eliot smirks, blood on his teeth, and spits. Kid's good, but not that good. And Eliot strikes.