JTB: Hey, I'm back just like I said I'd be back
SK01: Surprisingly it's actually a better length then usual
JTB: I figured since I said there wouldn't be a update for a while that I'd write maybe a page or so more then usual
SK01: Anyway on with the fic
JTB: I own all characters in this chapter and all places so steal and die
SK01: .right.
JTB: Enjoy
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Chapter 9: The Tournament
One year after Sloan assassinated Xero and Ash
Well concealed in the rafters Sloan watched through the scope of his sniper rifle as a well-known peace negotiator was making a speech. He spoke of stopping a war that was currently being fought between two guilds, the Marksmen and the Blade Wielders. He took aim, the crosshair was aimed on the man's head. Before firing Sloan studied the man, he was in his early fifties, his black hair was graying in many places, he wore glasses and a suit, he was only about 5 foot 4 inches tall and was a little fat.
Sloan pulled the trigger.
The man fell, as the bullet went through his skull and brain. As silent as a shadow Sloan jumped from rafter to rafter until he reached his exit, a window he had left open when he entered.
Three hours later
Sloan entered the office of the leader of his guild. "How went the assassination?" asked the man.
"He is dead," answered the emerald haired assassin.
"Were you seen?"
"No they will no doubt believe it was a marksman who killed him."
"Good," said the leader. "You may take your leave now Sloan. I will send word to you when I find another mission for you."
"Yes sir," Sloan bowed and exited the room. The door closed with a hiss.
The leader leaned back in his chair and contemplated ', I wonder if this experiments loyalty will last.' He picked up his phone and pressed a button.
"What can I do for you leader?" asked the voice of Professor Loki.
"I want you to create a mind control drug for Sloan," answered the older man ", I don't want him to betray us."
"Create a mind control drug so Sloan does not betray the guild," said Professor Loki ", Not a problem sir I shall begin development right away."
"Good"
With Professor Loki
Professor Loki sighed and hung up the phone. He turned to his equipment and jumped when he saw Sloan framed in the doorway, a flame grenade in his hand. Loki eye's widened. "Never again," Sloan growled ", shall you create a machine like me and never again will you alter nature." A grim smile crossed his face and before Loki could respond he threw the grenade foreword and shut the door.
"NO!" Loki screamed as he ran for the door. He had ran past the grenade and was at the door when it exploded sending fire every where and causing many chemicals to explode. Loki opened the door and his eyes widened as Sloan grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him off his feet.
"Die with your precious chemicals Loki," He threw Loki into the fire and closed the door. He continued to every lab, shooting everyone and then destroying the labs with explosives. He took the elevator to the bottom floor where the leaders office was.
With the leader
The leader picked up his phone and pressed another button ", What's happening on the lab floor," he demanded.
"A series of fires started," came the reply ", It started in Professor Loki's personal lab."
"Damnit," the leader swore. "Any clue what started these fires?"
"Not yet si," the man was cut off by a series of explosions that shook the building.
"What was that," demanded the leader, there was no response. "Shit!" he swore ", I better use one of the tunnels out of here."
Before he could even get out of his seat his office door flew off its hinges and Sloan stepped in. "Hello leader," he said.
"Sloan, excellent help me out the tunnel," he pressed a secret button on the wall and part of the wall fell backward revealing a tunnel. He paled as a thought occurred to him, he turned to face Sloan. "No," he said as Sloan impaled his shoulder and stuck it to the wall with a katana. The leader yelled out in pain.
"Thank you for showing me a escape route 'leader'," Sloan grinned.
"You destroyed the whole guild, why?" demanded the leader, grimacing from the pain.
"Because I don't like what the guild does, it's slowly been destroying the planet," Sloan responded ", but the main reason is because you killed my parents and so many other innocents. But most of all because the turned me into a killer," he removed a flame grenade from his coat and threw it behind him to the door. "I'll see you in hell old man," Sloan growled, without another world he walked down the tunnel, the screams of his ex-leader as he burned alive, followed him all the way down the tunnel.
Twenty minutes later
Sloan made it out of the tunnel just in time to see the guild go up in flames, a grim, triumphant smile crossed his face. His smile turned to a frown as he saw members of the guild who hadn't been in the base arrived. One of the assassins pointed toward him, Sloan turned and fled into the forest. They had no change following him, he had too much of a head start, they turned back to the forest and left.
Over the next two years Sloan traveled the planet looking for a line of work that involved fighting, for that was what he was, a fighter. For a while he worked as a soldier, but that didn't suit him, he didn't like working with so many fighters. He left after only a couple of months, next he went to the marksmen guild but he left there as well. He found many other jobs as a fighter but ended up leaving them all. Now he has arrived in the kingdom of Aero, at the palace city of Siara.
Sloan arrived at the gates and raised a eyebrow as the guards crossed their spears to stop him, his body appeared to be eighteen, he was nearly six foot ten. He had grown his hair down to his shoulders all the same length. Both the guards wore identical steel armor and used large spears as weapons ", State your business in Siara sir," demanded the first guard.
"I intend to attempt to gain the honor of being the guardian of your princess," replied Sloan, the guards nodded and wordlessly they moved their spears to let him pass. Sloan walked up the main street leading to the palace, receiving stares from many people, because of his odd hair and his height. Finally he reached the castle and entered, he walked to a desk with a man dressed in robes that were the same color as Sloan's hair. "Whom do I talk to about becoming the Princesses guardian?" he asked.
The man looked up at him and raised a eyebrow ", That would be me," said the man ", Just sign your name on this sheet and wait in that room over there." Sloan signed the sheet and walked to the room the emerald robed man had mentioned. The room was large with many benches and a lot of training equipment, also there were many people, all fighter and warriors by the look of them, they sat on the benches or used the training equipment. Sloan leaned against a wall and waited until whatever test he had to undergo would begin.
A hour later
The man in the emerald robes entered the door and called out ", The first two fighters in the tournament are Zelgor and Jason." Two men followed the man out of the room, one was almost seven feet tall and had red hair the other was about five feet tall with long black hair.
Three hours later
Finally the man came in with the winner of another match and called ", Sir Zephyr and Sloan," Sloan stood and glanced at his opponent, a man dressed completely in Knights Armor.
'Great,' thought the former assassin ', I'll have to find a way through that armor and I probably won't be able to use guns or grenades.' He and the knight followed the man out of the door and through the castle until they reached a large coliseum, row after row of seat surrounding the arena, and a large balcony with three throwns in whom, presumably the king, queen, and princess sat. The king wore a crown of gold with many jewels in it, he had on flowing red robes laced with gold, he looked to be tall and imposing with short brown hair and a beard. The queen wore a red dress, she had long black hair and piercing blue eyes that Sloan could see even from where he stood. Finally he looked to the princess, she seemed to be about his age and looked incredibly bored with the whole affair, she wore a red dress as well, she had inherited her mothers piercing blue eyes and her fathers brown hair, she raised a eyebrow at Sloan's odd appearance. Seeing Zephyr bow on his knee, Sloan bowed his own way, he put his right hand into a fist and put it against his left hand which was opened and bent down.
The king stood and studied the two and yelled so all could hear ", In this battle you will only be able to use basic weaponry, no guns or explosives, throwing knives are allowed." He sat back down and looked intently at the two. Sloan sighed and began to remove various guns and explosives from his jacket, causing many people to raise their eyebrows, for the pile was quite large. He adjusted his gauntlets and made sure all his other weapons were in their proper place. Then he turned to face the knight who stood with his hand on the hilt of the great blade on his back. Again the king stood and shouted ", BEGIN!"
The knight unsheathed his blade and ran toward Sloan, giving a warrior salute long before he reached the teen. Sloan bowed in the same way he had to the royalty and waited. The knight reached Sloan and slashed downward with his sword. The crowd gasped as Sloan caught it between his hands and smirked ", You'll have to do better then that Zephyr," he said. Sloan then kicked the knight square in the chest, denting it. The knight let go of his sword and Sloan took it and drove it into the sand.
Zephyr growled ", Why you little," and charged at Sloan, hitting him with one of his armored hands, knocking the teen into one of the arenas walls.
Sloan recovered quickly and groaned ", That hurt." He looked at the knight, who was trying to pull his sword from the ground. Sloan ran toward the knight and jumped into the air and kicked the knight in the back. "You should pay more attention to your opponent, not your weapon," he said, before punching the side of the knight's helmet, causing it to fall off. The knight had short black hair that was graying, he had a large scar going down his face. Before Zephyr could regain his senses Sloan grabbed his arm and tossed him into the arena wall, he then looked up at the king ", Is this a fight to the death?" yelled the teen.
"Yes!" the king, yelled in response. Sloan turned to the knight, who had got to his feet and was about to charge at Sloan. The former assassin just sighed and as soon as the knight began to charge him threw a dagger so fast it was practically impossible to see, Zephyr fell over, dead, the knife in his throat. There was silence for a moment, then the audience began cheering. After the cheering has subsided the king stood and announced ", Sloan you are the victor, you will proceed to the semi-finals against Drago."
Sloan bowed and exited the arena to go back to the waiting area, leaving his pile of guns and explosives for after the end of the tournament.
Forty minutes later
Sloan walked back into the arena beside Drago, a lizard man armed with a pole-axe. Drago was about eight feet tall, his skin was green and covered in scales and he had on large, black horn coming out the back of his head. They bowed to the royalty, then to each other and the match began. Sloan withdrew a katana from his coat and waited for Drago to strike. The lizard man was waiting for him to, the circled each other and finally Drago jumped in the air and brought his axe down with a two hand slash, which Sloan easily dodged. Sloan continued to dodge all of the lizard mans strikes, flipping and rolling away from the attacks.
The princess, Sara leaned over to her father and said ", I hope Drago doesn't win, I'd hate to have a lizard man as a bodyguard."
The kind nodded in response ", That boy is just toying with him, he probably doesn't see Drago as a very big threat." The princess nodded. Bored of toying with the lizard man Sloan dodged another attack then suddenly jumped foreword and impaled the lizard man on his sword. Drago went limp and Sloan pulled his sword out of his dead adversary. The king stood and announced ", Congratulations Sloan you have made it into the Finals. You will be facing Cloak, your fight will begin in one hour." Sloan bowed and exited the arena.
Twenty minutes later
Sloan sat in the waiting room, readjusting his weapons and making sure his jacket was properly on. Someone walked into the room, they were about six feet tall, and completely hidden by the black cloak he wore. Sloan snorted in laughter ", You couldn't think of anything better then Cloak?" he stood and looked into the hidden face.
"Do not insult my name, boy," he said in a disgusted tone ", I will tear you apart on the battle field." Sloan caught a glimpse of dark eyes and white hair.
"So what does a Drow want with the position of the bodyguard of a human princess?" he asked, his face serious and glaring.
"Your smarter then you look, but I have no need to answer your questions," with that Cloak turned and walked out of the room.
Sloan sat back down and thought of how he would defeat such a powerful opponent. "A Drow," he said aloud ", This shall be very difficult."
Thirty-eight minutes later
Sloan stood at one end of the arena glaring at his opponent, Cloak face was still hidden. The king gave the word and the battle begun. Sloan jumped into the air and dropped down toward the dark elf, a split second before he hit he moved just enough and landed beside Cloak and did a sweeping kick knocking his opponent off his feet and onto his back, knocking the breath out of him. Before the Drow could regain his breath Sloan threw him into the arena wall and charged him, hitting him swiftly with many kicks and punches. Cloak jumped strait up and floated in the air above Sloan, the Drow appeared to be injured but his face was still hidden. He held out his hand and a fireball began to form, then he fired it at Sloan. The teen dived out of the way but was still knocked across the arena by the force of the fireballs explosion. His opponent continually sent fireballs his way preventing him from recovering, finally Sloan was able to time it just right to roll out of the way of the fireballs and threw multiple knives at the Drow to distract him from his magic. He jumped and kicked his opponent out of the air, he jumped on top of Cloak and wrapped his hands around the Drow's throat, trying to suffocate him. Cloak couldn't concentrate enough to cast another spell, so he withdrew a dagger and stabbed Sloan in the arm. The former assassin howled with pain and let go of the Drow. "DIE!" yelled with rage and he threw several knives at Cloak, who dodged them all. Sloan suddenly realized he had knocked the Drow's hood off and that there was a vast silence in the crowd. The teen ran forward and withdrew his katana, he slashed at the Drow with it but missed several times. Cloak thought that the teen was lost in rage but Sloan was already trying to figure out his next move. Suddenly he dropped his sword and punched Cloak in the jaw, the attack was unexpected enough to stun the Drow. Sloan followed up with a punch in the gut, the smashed his elbow into his opponents back, knocking the Drow to the ground. The teen stepped on the back of Cloaks neck and forced his foot down, shattering the bones in the neck.
The crowd cheered, and the king stood up and was yelling something. Sloan heard nothing, he was painfully aware of the knife in his arm, he had used the arm while it still had the weapon in it, 'how stupid' he thought. He fell to his knees and passed out.
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JTB: Thanks everyone for waiting for this update
SK01: Baka. getting to go to Hawaii and getting concert tickets.
JTB: Why do you even care. you like snow and the concert isn't even near where you live. and a far as I know you don't even like the bands.
SK01: Shut up Baka-boy
JTB: Anyway please review and give me input
SK01: See you later
JTB: Ciao
SK01: Surprisingly it's actually a better length then usual
JTB: I figured since I said there wouldn't be a update for a while that I'd write maybe a page or so more then usual
SK01: Anyway on with the fic
JTB: I own all characters in this chapter and all places so steal and die
SK01: .right.
JTB: Enjoy
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Chapter 9: The Tournament
One year after Sloan assassinated Xero and Ash
Well concealed in the rafters Sloan watched through the scope of his sniper rifle as a well-known peace negotiator was making a speech. He spoke of stopping a war that was currently being fought between two guilds, the Marksmen and the Blade Wielders. He took aim, the crosshair was aimed on the man's head. Before firing Sloan studied the man, he was in his early fifties, his black hair was graying in many places, he wore glasses and a suit, he was only about 5 foot 4 inches tall and was a little fat.
Sloan pulled the trigger.
The man fell, as the bullet went through his skull and brain. As silent as a shadow Sloan jumped from rafter to rafter until he reached his exit, a window he had left open when he entered.
Three hours later
Sloan entered the office of the leader of his guild. "How went the assassination?" asked the man.
"He is dead," answered the emerald haired assassin.
"Were you seen?"
"No they will no doubt believe it was a marksman who killed him."
"Good," said the leader. "You may take your leave now Sloan. I will send word to you when I find another mission for you."
"Yes sir," Sloan bowed and exited the room. The door closed with a hiss.
The leader leaned back in his chair and contemplated ', I wonder if this experiments loyalty will last.' He picked up his phone and pressed a button.
"What can I do for you leader?" asked the voice of Professor Loki.
"I want you to create a mind control drug for Sloan," answered the older man ", I don't want him to betray us."
"Create a mind control drug so Sloan does not betray the guild," said Professor Loki ", Not a problem sir I shall begin development right away."
"Good"
With Professor Loki
Professor Loki sighed and hung up the phone. He turned to his equipment and jumped when he saw Sloan framed in the doorway, a flame grenade in his hand. Loki eye's widened. "Never again," Sloan growled ", shall you create a machine like me and never again will you alter nature." A grim smile crossed his face and before Loki could respond he threw the grenade foreword and shut the door.
"NO!" Loki screamed as he ran for the door. He had ran past the grenade and was at the door when it exploded sending fire every where and causing many chemicals to explode. Loki opened the door and his eyes widened as Sloan grabbed him by the shirt and lifted him off his feet.
"Die with your precious chemicals Loki," He threw Loki into the fire and closed the door. He continued to every lab, shooting everyone and then destroying the labs with explosives. He took the elevator to the bottom floor where the leaders office was.
With the leader
The leader picked up his phone and pressed another button ", What's happening on the lab floor," he demanded.
"A series of fires started," came the reply ", It started in Professor Loki's personal lab."
"Damnit," the leader swore. "Any clue what started these fires?"
"Not yet si," the man was cut off by a series of explosions that shook the building.
"What was that," demanded the leader, there was no response. "Shit!" he swore ", I better use one of the tunnels out of here."
Before he could even get out of his seat his office door flew off its hinges and Sloan stepped in. "Hello leader," he said.
"Sloan, excellent help me out the tunnel," he pressed a secret button on the wall and part of the wall fell backward revealing a tunnel. He paled as a thought occurred to him, he turned to face Sloan. "No," he said as Sloan impaled his shoulder and stuck it to the wall with a katana. The leader yelled out in pain.
"Thank you for showing me a escape route 'leader'," Sloan grinned.
"You destroyed the whole guild, why?" demanded the leader, grimacing from the pain.
"Because I don't like what the guild does, it's slowly been destroying the planet," Sloan responded ", but the main reason is because you killed my parents and so many other innocents. But most of all because the turned me into a killer," he removed a flame grenade from his coat and threw it behind him to the door. "I'll see you in hell old man," Sloan growled, without another world he walked down the tunnel, the screams of his ex-leader as he burned alive, followed him all the way down the tunnel.
Twenty minutes later
Sloan made it out of the tunnel just in time to see the guild go up in flames, a grim, triumphant smile crossed his face. His smile turned to a frown as he saw members of the guild who hadn't been in the base arrived. One of the assassins pointed toward him, Sloan turned and fled into the forest. They had no change following him, he had too much of a head start, they turned back to the forest and left.
Over the next two years Sloan traveled the planet looking for a line of work that involved fighting, for that was what he was, a fighter. For a while he worked as a soldier, but that didn't suit him, he didn't like working with so many fighters. He left after only a couple of months, next he went to the marksmen guild but he left there as well. He found many other jobs as a fighter but ended up leaving them all. Now he has arrived in the kingdom of Aero, at the palace city of Siara.
Sloan arrived at the gates and raised a eyebrow as the guards crossed their spears to stop him, his body appeared to be eighteen, he was nearly six foot ten. He had grown his hair down to his shoulders all the same length. Both the guards wore identical steel armor and used large spears as weapons ", State your business in Siara sir," demanded the first guard.
"I intend to attempt to gain the honor of being the guardian of your princess," replied Sloan, the guards nodded and wordlessly they moved their spears to let him pass. Sloan walked up the main street leading to the palace, receiving stares from many people, because of his odd hair and his height. Finally he reached the castle and entered, he walked to a desk with a man dressed in robes that were the same color as Sloan's hair. "Whom do I talk to about becoming the Princesses guardian?" he asked.
The man looked up at him and raised a eyebrow ", That would be me," said the man ", Just sign your name on this sheet and wait in that room over there." Sloan signed the sheet and walked to the room the emerald robed man had mentioned. The room was large with many benches and a lot of training equipment, also there were many people, all fighter and warriors by the look of them, they sat on the benches or used the training equipment. Sloan leaned against a wall and waited until whatever test he had to undergo would begin.
A hour later
The man in the emerald robes entered the door and called out ", The first two fighters in the tournament are Zelgor and Jason." Two men followed the man out of the room, one was almost seven feet tall and had red hair the other was about five feet tall with long black hair.
Three hours later
Finally the man came in with the winner of another match and called ", Sir Zephyr and Sloan," Sloan stood and glanced at his opponent, a man dressed completely in Knights Armor.
'Great,' thought the former assassin ', I'll have to find a way through that armor and I probably won't be able to use guns or grenades.' He and the knight followed the man out of the door and through the castle until they reached a large coliseum, row after row of seat surrounding the arena, and a large balcony with three throwns in whom, presumably the king, queen, and princess sat. The king wore a crown of gold with many jewels in it, he had on flowing red robes laced with gold, he looked to be tall and imposing with short brown hair and a beard. The queen wore a red dress, she had long black hair and piercing blue eyes that Sloan could see even from where he stood. Finally he looked to the princess, she seemed to be about his age and looked incredibly bored with the whole affair, she wore a red dress as well, she had inherited her mothers piercing blue eyes and her fathers brown hair, she raised a eyebrow at Sloan's odd appearance. Seeing Zephyr bow on his knee, Sloan bowed his own way, he put his right hand into a fist and put it against his left hand which was opened and bent down.
The king stood and studied the two and yelled so all could hear ", In this battle you will only be able to use basic weaponry, no guns or explosives, throwing knives are allowed." He sat back down and looked intently at the two. Sloan sighed and began to remove various guns and explosives from his jacket, causing many people to raise their eyebrows, for the pile was quite large. He adjusted his gauntlets and made sure all his other weapons were in their proper place. Then he turned to face the knight who stood with his hand on the hilt of the great blade on his back. Again the king stood and shouted ", BEGIN!"
The knight unsheathed his blade and ran toward Sloan, giving a warrior salute long before he reached the teen. Sloan bowed in the same way he had to the royalty and waited. The knight reached Sloan and slashed downward with his sword. The crowd gasped as Sloan caught it between his hands and smirked ", You'll have to do better then that Zephyr," he said. Sloan then kicked the knight square in the chest, denting it. The knight let go of his sword and Sloan took it and drove it into the sand.
Zephyr growled ", Why you little," and charged at Sloan, hitting him with one of his armored hands, knocking the teen into one of the arenas walls.
Sloan recovered quickly and groaned ", That hurt." He looked at the knight, who was trying to pull his sword from the ground. Sloan ran toward the knight and jumped into the air and kicked the knight in the back. "You should pay more attention to your opponent, not your weapon," he said, before punching the side of the knight's helmet, causing it to fall off. The knight had short black hair that was graying, he had a large scar going down his face. Before Zephyr could regain his senses Sloan grabbed his arm and tossed him into the arena wall, he then looked up at the king ", Is this a fight to the death?" yelled the teen.
"Yes!" the king, yelled in response. Sloan turned to the knight, who had got to his feet and was about to charge at Sloan. The former assassin just sighed and as soon as the knight began to charge him threw a dagger so fast it was practically impossible to see, Zephyr fell over, dead, the knife in his throat. There was silence for a moment, then the audience began cheering. After the cheering has subsided the king stood and announced ", Sloan you are the victor, you will proceed to the semi-finals against Drago."
Sloan bowed and exited the arena to go back to the waiting area, leaving his pile of guns and explosives for after the end of the tournament.
Forty minutes later
Sloan walked back into the arena beside Drago, a lizard man armed with a pole-axe. Drago was about eight feet tall, his skin was green and covered in scales and he had on large, black horn coming out the back of his head. They bowed to the royalty, then to each other and the match began. Sloan withdrew a katana from his coat and waited for Drago to strike. The lizard man was waiting for him to, the circled each other and finally Drago jumped in the air and brought his axe down with a two hand slash, which Sloan easily dodged. Sloan continued to dodge all of the lizard mans strikes, flipping and rolling away from the attacks.
The princess, Sara leaned over to her father and said ", I hope Drago doesn't win, I'd hate to have a lizard man as a bodyguard."
The kind nodded in response ", That boy is just toying with him, he probably doesn't see Drago as a very big threat." The princess nodded. Bored of toying with the lizard man Sloan dodged another attack then suddenly jumped foreword and impaled the lizard man on his sword. Drago went limp and Sloan pulled his sword out of his dead adversary. The king stood and announced ", Congratulations Sloan you have made it into the Finals. You will be facing Cloak, your fight will begin in one hour." Sloan bowed and exited the arena.
Twenty minutes later
Sloan sat in the waiting room, readjusting his weapons and making sure his jacket was properly on. Someone walked into the room, they were about six feet tall, and completely hidden by the black cloak he wore. Sloan snorted in laughter ", You couldn't think of anything better then Cloak?" he stood and looked into the hidden face.
"Do not insult my name, boy," he said in a disgusted tone ", I will tear you apart on the battle field." Sloan caught a glimpse of dark eyes and white hair.
"So what does a Drow want with the position of the bodyguard of a human princess?" he asked, his face serious and glaring.
"Your smarter then you look, but I have no need to answer your questions," with that Cloak turned and walked out of the room.
Sloan sat back down and thought of how he would defeat such a powerful opponent. "A Drow," he said aloud ", This shall be very difficult."
Thirty-eight minutes later
Sloan stood at one end of the arena glaring at his opponent, Cloak face was still hidden. The king gave the word and the battle begun. Sloan jumped into the air and dropped down toward the dark elf, a split second before he hit he moved just enough and landed beside Cloak and did a sweeping kick knocking his opponent off his feet and onto his back, knocking the breath out of him. Before the Drow could regain his breath Sloan threw him into the arena wall and charged him, hitting him swiftly with many kicks and punches. Cloak jumped strait up and floated in the air above Sloan, the Drow appeared to be injured but his face was still hidden. He held out his hand and a fireball began to form, then he fired it at Sloan. The teen dived out of the way but was still knocked across the arena by the force of the fireballs explosion. His opponent continually sent fireballs his way preventing him from recovering, finally Sloan was able to time it just right to roll out of the way of the fireballs and threw multiple knives at the Drow to distract him from his magic. He jumped and kicked his opponent out of the air, he jumped on top of Cloak and wrapped his hands around the Drow's throat, trying to suffocate him. Cloak couldn't concentrate enough to cast another spell, so he withdrew a dagger and stabbed Sloan in the arm. The former assassin howled with pain and let go of the Drow. "DIE!" yelled with rage and he threw several knives at Cloak, who dodged them all. Sloan suddenly realized he had knocked the Drow's hood off and that there was a vast silence in the crowd. The teen ran forward and withdrew his katana, he slashed at the Drow with it but missed several times. Cloak thought that the teen was lost in rage but Sloan was already trying to figure out his next move. Suddenly he dropped his sword and punched Cloak in the jaw, the attack was unexpected enough to stun the Drow. Sloan followed up with a punch in the gut, the smashed his elbow into his opponents back, knocking the Drow to the ground. The teen stepped on the back of Cloaks neck and forced his foot down, shattering the bones in the neck.
The crowd cheered, and the king stood up and was yelling something. Sloan heard nothing, he was painfully aware of the knife in his arm, he had used the arm while it still had the weapon in it, 'how stupid' he thought. He fell to his knees and passed out.
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JTB: Thanks everyone for waiting for this update
SK01: Baka. getting to go to Hawaii and getting concert tickets.
JTB: Why do you even care. you like snow and the concert isn't even near where you live. and a far as I know you don't even like the bands.
SK01: Shut up Baka-boy
JTB: Anyway please review and give me input
SK01: See you later
JTB: Ciao