I really have a hard time writing fight scenes- so it isn't very good.
It was time to go to the green room. Kassari dressed as Enigma, was guided down one of the back halls to avoid the crowds.
Earlier she had dodged a couple of reporters, Hisoka had distracted them and answered questions for her. He showed a possessive streak and seemed to be marking a claim.
Jai saw the interview on the closed circuit TV. The playboy magician enraged him, the irritating man had pushed her behind him, answering all the questions for her and hurrying away from the reporters. He would deal with the both today. The poacher would die.
The crowded arena was loud as she made her way to the ring. Her opponent jogged out, brandishing large knives, waving at the fans, he bounded into the ring with easy grace.
The referee started the match and the two fighters quickly faced off.
Enigma had thought about strategy for this match and hoped it would be successful. "OK, don't get hit." She had bought some black leather gauntlets with curved blades and a thick metal plate that went across the knuckles and the back of the hand.
The Transformer, as the other fighter was known yelled, "Transform!" and his knives changed into swords with jagged teeth.
'I wonder what else he does.'
They rushed together, Enigma trapping the blade in her claws. He pulled back and swung at her side. She tried to dodge but his other sword trapped one hand. She used her nen to soften the blade that she was holding so that she could bend it away and escape. The sword suddenly changed into a nasty hook and Enigma was fo0rced to drop and roll backwards to avoid the slicing swing aimed at her chest.
The fight raged on for many minutes, both sides trading blows, each coming out with bleeding cuts from skimming hits.
Deciding that she had drug out the fight for more than enough time, Enigma reached out with her mind and used her nen to stop the signals being sent to the Transformers nervous system.
The man started to panic, he could no longer breath, but he didn't know why. His face was changing colors from a nice to tan to a bluish red.
Seeing an easy opening, Kassari kicked him on the side of his head driving him into the mat.
He lay there unconscious. As soon as she was proclaimed the winner of the match she released her hold on him, allowing him to breath again. In a dramatic move, Kassari swept off her hood, revealing to the crowd that she was a woman. She grabbed the mike from the ring announcer. "I want to thank all of my fans out there for cheering me on." She began to the loud noise from the crowd. "But this will be my last match, I am retiring from Celestial Tower to pursue some other goals." She bowed to the crowd and waved, before heading out of the ring.
Hisoka met her at the entrance of the tunnel leading out of the arena. He didn not say anything to her just motioned for her to walk in front of him. The tunnel was dimly lit and she stumbled over a small gouge in the cement. Behind her she heard the sound of a body being punched. Hisoka reached under her elbow and helped her up. She turned to see one of the palace guards in a fight with... Hisoka? She looked at her companion, puzzled.
"You tricked me you bastard!" The man screamed. Kassari remembered him as the guard who had been hanging around her at home. The one that had accosted her once, and was beaten into pieces by her brother.
"Damn it, I almost had her back. I will have her and make her pay for leaving me! She's mine! Do you hear me!"
Hisoka calmly used several cards imbedded in the tunnel wall behind the man to pierce the obsessed stalker body. Blood welled up through the deep cuts. Hisoka grasped the man around his neck and slit his throat, blood poured over his hand and he could feel Jai's last gurgling breath as he slowly crushed his throat. "She was never yours." His nen flashed to show the hidden gold and silver missed tattoo wrapping around his wrist. The tattoo that showed he was the consort of one of the Moslou royal line.
Kassari could not see the marking in the dark hall. The person beside her started to groan a bit and his face twisted and turned in a gruesome way to reveal that it was Illumi beside her.
"Well, that was a bit of an anticlimax." He muttered.
"What? How?" Kassari stuttered, in complete shock at the events that had just taken place.
Hisoka approached, wiping his hands on a piece of the would-be assassin's torn shirt. "It would seem that this idiot believed you belonged to him in some way. He has been following us for a long time. I had to allow him an opportunity to strike so that I could end the threat. Now let's go eat." "How long have you known about this?" The confused girl asked.
"For a while. I needed to bring him out in the open and if you knew about it, he would have discovered my plans."
"I just don't understand this." She mumbled as Hisoka led her away with Illumi staying behind to clean up the evidence.
It was time to go to the green room. Kassari dressed as Enigma, was guided down one of the back halls to avoid the crowds.
Earlier she had dodged a couple of reporters, Hisoka had distracted them and answered questions for her. He showed a possessive streak and seemed to be marking a claim.
Jai saw the interview on the closed circuit TV. The playboy magician enraged him, the irritating man had pushed her behind him, answering all the questions for her and hurrying away from the reporters. He would deal with the both today. The poacher would die.
The crowded arena was loud as she made her way to the ring. Her opponent jogged out, brandishing large knives, waving at the fans, he bounded into the ring with easy grace.
The referee started the match and the two fighters quickly faced off.
Enigma had thought about strategy for this match and hoped it would be successful. "OK, don't get hit." She had bought some black leather gauntlets with curved blades and a thick metal plate that went across the knuckles and the back of the hand.
The Transformer, as the other fighter was known yelled, "Transform!" and his knives changed into swords with jagged teeth.
'I wonder what else he does.'
They rushed together, Enigma trapping the blade in her claws. He pulled back and swung at her side. She tried to dodge but his other sword trapped one hand. She used her nen to soften the blade that she was holding so that she could bend it away and escape. The sword suddenly changed into a nasty hook and Enigma was fo0rced to drop and roll backwards to avoid the slicing swing aimed at her chest.
The fight raged on for many minutes, both sides trading blows, each coming out with bleeding cuts from skimming hits.
Deciding that she had drug out the fight for more than enough time, Enigma reached out with her mind and used her nen to stop the signals being sent to the Transformers nervous system.
The man started to panic, he could no longer breath, but he didn't know why. His face was changing colors from a nice to tan to a bluish red.
Seeing an easy opening, Kassari kicked him on the side of his head driving him into the mat.
He lay there unconscious. As soon as she was proclaimed the winner of the match she released her hold on him, allowing him to breath again. In a dramatic move, Kassari swept off her hood, revealing to the crowd that she was a woman. She grabbed the mike from the ring announcer. "I want to thank all of my fans out there for cheering me on." She began to the loud noise from the crowd. "But this will be my last match, I am retiring from Celestial Tower to pursue some other goals." She bowed to the crowd and waved, before heading out of the ring.
Hisoka met her at the entrance of the tunnel leading out of the arena. He didn not say anything to her just motioned for her to walk in front of him. The tunnel was dimly lit and she stumbled over a small gouge in the cement. Behind her she heard the sound of a body being punched. Hisoka reached under her elbow and helped her up. She turned to see one of the palace guards in a fight with... Hisoka? She looked at her companion, puzzled.
"You tricked me you bastard!" The man screamed. Kassari remembered him as the guard who had been hanging around her at home. The one that had accosted her once, and was beaten into pieces by her brother.
"Damn it, I almost had her back. I will have her and make her pay for leaving me! She's mine! Do you hear me!"
Hisoka calmly used several cards imbedded in the tunnel wall behind the man to pierce the obsessed stalker body. Blood welled up through the deep cuts. Hisoka grasped the man around his neck and slit his throat, blood poured over his hand and he could feel Jai's last gurgling breath as he slowly crushed his throat. "She was never yours." His nen flashed to show the hidden gold and silver missed tattoo wrapping around his wrist. The tattoo that showed he was the consort of one of the Moslou royal line.
Kassari could not see the marking in the dark hall. The person beside her started to groan a bit and his face twisted and turned in a gruesome way to reveal that it was Illumi beside her.
"Well, that was a bit of an anticlimax." He muttered.
"What? How?" Kassari stuttered, in complete shock at the events that had just taken place.
Hisoka approached, wiping his hands on a piece of the would-be assassin's torn shirt. "It would seem that this idiot believed you belonged to him in some way. He has been following us for a long time. I had to allow him an opportunity to strike so that I could end the threat. Now let's go eat." "How long have you known about this?" The confused girl asked.
"For a while. I needed to bring him out in the open and if you knew about it, he would have discovered my plans."
"I just don't understand this." She mumbled as Hisoka led her away with Illumi staying behind to clean up the evidence.