Warriors: The New Era.
Chapter Thirteen: Breezepelt vs Jayfeather.
Here it is! Two great rivals turned friends, duking it out! Who will win?! Oh come on...we all know the answer to that...or do we?
Fernsong grinned, hearing someone on the other side of the door enter in the passcode from the keypad.
"629417," Fernsong remembered, or it could have been different, seeing as he was from the future and all "Probably mom wanting some answers on the future..."
The door opened, and Fernsong widened his eyes "You're...not my mom."
"I sure hope not," Ivypool replied, standing between him and the door, arms folded "You're way to handsome to be anything of mine."
Fernsong remained polite and smiled "How can I help you?"
"I'm dead in the future right?" Ivypool asked.
Fernsong bit his lip "Well...yeah. That's the future for you. Sorry."
"It's fine, really," Ivypool closed the door and sat down on the ground in front of him "So...you got here by a Moonstone right?"
"Yup," Fernsong nodded
"Can I see it."
"NO!" Fernsong immediately became hostile "No you can't! No one can control but me!"
"And we have someone who can control it also," Ivypool reminded "We can always ask him for help."
Fernsong shook his head "Any attempt to use it would have disastrous consequences for anyone who isn't me."
"How do you know?" Ivypool asked.
Fernsong sighed "I just do! Okay?"
Ivypool dropped the subject and grinned "You want to get out of here?"
"Oh god yes!" Fernsong exclaimed.
Ivypool stood up, and unlocked the door, walking out along with Fernsong "Where are we going?"
"Upstairs. I need a drink."
"You planned this didn't you?!" Breezepelt exclaimed to Leaftail, who shrugged.
"What are you doing here?!" Jayfeather roared at Breezepelt.
Breezepelt shrugged "I came for the fights!"
Jayfeather looked at the crowd cheering them on, and groaned "You shouldn't have came! Now you have to fight! There is no way out of it for you!"
Breezepelt looked around, and he felt his arrogant self returning. And he embraced it "GOOD! Now the whole university will see me kick your ass!"
Jayfeather facepalmed and went into his corner.
Breezepelt unzipped his leather jacket and tossed it off, as Leaftail riled the crowd up "THE FIGHT IS ABOUT TO BEGIN! THE RULES ARE SIMPLE! FIGHT AND WIN!"
"And I'm gonna," Breezepelt muttered, leaning against the fighting box's ropes. He walked into his corner, and cracked his neck.
Jayfeather got on one knee, and placed two fists on his chest, and began to mutter something. He looked up and let out a mighty bloodthirsty war cry, that the crowd was familiar with all to well.
The crowd was having the time of their life. Screaming and shouting and climbing on each other to get a good view. A screen was displayed above them showing the ring, for the unfortunate ones who watched from atop.
Breezepelt cracked his knuckles and grinned "Let's go Jayfeather!"
Jayfeather stood up and gained a martial art's stance "You will taste no victory!"
"YOU will taste your own BLOOD!" Breezepelt hollered back.
Leaftail grinned, hopping out of the ring and taking his seat near the announcers booth. He grabbed the microphone and grinned.
"FIGHT!"
Jayfeather wasted no time, sprinting at Breezepelt and leaping in the air with a flying kick.
But Breezepelt had been dreaming of this moment forever. He knew his tricks. He slammed both his hands on Jayfeather's leg and grabbed it, and twirled him around to throw him back to his corner. Jayfeather flew back and landed on his back. He leaped in the air and back on his feet, as Breezepelt charged at him and delivered a powerful strike to Jayfeather's jaw.
Jayfeather staggered back, and wiped the blood off his mouth. He chuckled "Good strike...I can do better."
Breezepelt reloaded his muscles, and raised them in a boxers stance. He stomped forward and struck Jayfeather twice in the ribs and the a powerful haymaker to the jaw. He attempted another hook to the jaw, But Jayfeather caught that one, and knife handed Breezepelt's neck, and then grabbed it, pulling his head back and then headbutting Breezepelt away.
Jayfeather then grabbed Breezepelt's hair, and pushed him down on his knees. Jayfeather looked to the ground and grinned, before he punched the side of Breezepelt's neck, and kicked him to the ground via a powerful kick.
The crowd was going wild. Never before had they seen a match with Jayfeather that didn't last over a minute.
Breezepelt groaned and forced himself to get up, just in time for a flying kick to the chest, sending to the ground again, on his back. Jayfeather lifted his boot to slam it on Breezepelt's face, but the black haired brute caught it and held it up with his two hands. He forced it to land beside his head, and Breezepelt bit Jayfeather's leg.
Jayfeather roared in surprise jerking his leg back, and giving time for Breezepelt to pick himself up. Breezepelt growled, and tried to give and overhead strike, but Jayfeather blocked it, and Breezepelt lifted his knee into Jayfeather's groin, whose eyes popped out in shock. Breezepelt delivered two powerful hook shots to Jayfeather's head, before delivering a vicious uppercut to the chin.
Jayfeather collapsed to the ground. Breezepelt growled and snarled "I protected you senior year, and now I'm kicking your ass!"
"Remember that time you shoved my head in a locker and slammed the door on my head? Gave me a concussion?" Jayfeather reminded "Same thing's about to happen to you!"
"Ooo, I'm real scared now," Breezepelt taunted.
Meanwhile Leaftail smirked.
Jayfeather shot up and with the speed of a viper, punched Breezepelt's face and a deep sucker punch to the gut. Jayfeather grabbed Breezepelt by the collar and slammed his fist across his face three times, and then grabbed the head, and lifted his knee into Breezepelt's head.
Breezepelt staggered back, but his focus was still up, ducking under a hook, and grabbing Jayfeather by the waist. He hoisted Jayfeather up, and slammed him back on the ground. He grabbed Jayfeather's head and slammed it on the ground multiple times. Jayfeather groaned and fought against Breezepelt's strong grip and elbowed Breezepelt's ankle, and shoved him back. Jayfeather rolled on to his back and flipped up to his feet. He blocked a punch from Breezepelt and roundhouse kicked to Breezepelt's ribs.
Jayfeather grinned and readied himself to deliver a strong blow, but Breezepelt grabbed Jayfeather's leg and lifted it up, causing the gray haired man to fall to the ground.
Breezepelt lifted his boot, and slammed it on Jayfeather's knee. Jayfeather roared in pain and snarled, and the crowd began to shift their focus to the new contender for the champion.
"This will be MY victory!" Breezepelt drew his hand back to punch Jayfeather in the teeth.
Jayfeather smirked. He shoved Breezepelt lightly.
Breezepelt flew back to the other side of the ring, being caught by the ropes. Jayfeather stood back up and delivered a dropkick to Breezepelt so powerful, that it snapped the ropes in half, and Breezepelt fell off the stage and onto the stone ground.
Breezepelt groaned and looked up to see Jayfeather's eyes quickly stop glowing.
"YOU CHEATED!" Breezepelt growled.
Jayfeather smirked "How? What did I do?"
"I'll show you for using your powers!" Breezepelt thought darkly. He stood up and beckoned Jayfeather to come down and fight him.
Jayfeather did a summersault onto the lower ground, as the crowd moved out of the way to give them room a for a fight.
Breezepelt charged at Jayfeather who quickly dodged and tripped Breezepelt into colliding into the stage. Breezepelt hoisted himself back up onto the ring, and Jayfeather followed.
Just as Jayfeather had made it up there, Breezepelt had grabbed him and thrown him to the ground
Breezepelt snarled "You were always weaker then me! Resorting to your cheap parlor tricks and magic! It's time you remember your place!"
Breezepelt kicked Jayfeather while he was down "Beneath me...that is where you belong..."
He readied another kick when he heard the laughter of Leaftail who was watching from the sidelines.
Immediately, Breezepelt looked at his hands in horror at what he was doing.
"What am I doing? He's my friend! My brother!"
"He's always thought so selfishly of himself. Make him remember his place..." the dark voice said in his head.
Breezepelt remembered all the times he'd saved Jayfeather from trouble. How he helped rescue him from Scourge. How he helped with the whole Hawkfrost problem.
All the times he picked on him in High School.
"Don't you miss those days?"
He had to get out of there. Before the temptation got to him.
"Don't you miss what we had?!"
"I forfeit."
Jayfeather looked up in surprise "What?!"
Leaftail looked at him in anger "WHAT?!"
Breezepelt walked over and picked up his jacket, fastening it on. He grabbed the microphone from Leaftail's hands and shouted in it "I'M DONE! I FORFIET!"
The crowd fell silent. The cheers and roars were gone.
Breezepelt tossed the microphone to Leaftail "You won the bet. I'm never coming here again."
Leaftail curled his lip in anger and snarled, and Breezepelt helped Jayfeather up "Looks like you keep your title."
Jayfeather shook his head "What are you doing? Why did you forfeit?!"
Breezepelt looked up with resolve "That's not who I am anymore. I've grown up. There's no place for that in my life anymore."
"Good luck then," Jayfeather hugged Breezepelt as the black haired returned the gesture.
Some crowd members aww'd and cheered at their little emotion. And Breezepelt turned to leave.
"WHERE ARE YOU GOING?! WHERE'S THE FUCKING FIGHT?! BREEZEPELT!" Leaftail hollered at him, walking into the ring and grabbing his shoulder forcefully "You're gonna raise your damn fists and you're gonna f-"
Breezepelt smirked "You know what? I can grow up tomorrow."
He grabbed Leaftail by the arm and pulled him in, raising his knee into Leaftail's gut. He punched his head and pulled him back again, and lifted his knee into Leaftail's face, sending him flying in the air and to the ground.
"Fuck you old friend," Breezepelt flipped him off and hopped off the ring.
"That...was enjoyable," Fernsong responded to finishing his bottle of whiskey.
"Really? I can't stand that stuff, I'll take the weak stuff, not whiskey," Ivypool responded.
A knocking on the door got their attention. Fernsong sighed "I should get back in the basement."
"You go do that handsome," Ivypool flirted as Fernsong blushed and sauntered away.
Ivypool opened the door revealing Jayfeather and Breezepelt covered in bruises.
"What happened?!" Ivypool asked.
Jayfeather brushed past her "We had a little dispute. It's over now."
Ivypool shrugged "Okay. Drink are in the fridge."
"Oh I can use a drink," Jayfeather hurried to the fridge.
"NOPE!" Ivypool got in his way "Half Moon's orders. Remember?"
Jayfeather sighed as Breezepelt felt his phone vibrate and he looked at the caller ID.
Heathertail.
Breezepelt grinned and answered his phone "Hey Babe."
"Have you checked your messages?!"
Breezepelt sighed sheepishly "No. I was busy..."
"I know. Check them," Heathertail ordered.
Breezepelt swiped his phone and checked his recent texts, and then his face paled "OH SHIT! JAYFEATHER RUN!"
The messages were pictures and videos of the fight.
"Why? What is it?!" Jayfeather asked.
"They are all over social media. Half Moon showed me. She's on her way home now. I'd send him off too."
"Half Moon knows about the fights! SCATTER!" Breezepelt hollered.
Jayfeather dashed out the back door and down the deck's stairs, sprinting into the woods.
In an abandoned warehouse, Bloodclan's co-leaders rallied with over ten weapons of mass destruction.
"Are they ready?" Scourge asked.
Bone nodded, messing with the controls of the last one "They all are. What do we do with them?"
"Scatter them to each major city in the country," Scourge responded "Sol wants a distraction? He'll get a whole fucking parade."
Bone nodded, attaching the last wire "That's it. Here's the denotator."
Scourge took the remote and grinned "How long will it be once I press the button?"
"The bombs are set to a fifteen minute countdown," Bone responded.
Scourge scanned the bomb with his robotic eye and then scowled "Why does it always have to be a damn countdown?"
Bone sighed "Because that would decrease the blast radius. We want these to be nuclear level explosions. Not a strip mall bomb."
Scourge growled, pocketing the denotator "Ship them off."
And that's it. Again I have no excuse for my absence. Except party hopping with friends and Homecoming.
Next Chapter, I Am Scourge, is coming up whenever I feel like!
Adios.