Disclaimer: zomy gosh! I am so not Stephenie Meyer (now removing Valley Girl speak)
Disclaimer Deuce: Warning Ivan is not PG! (neither is killing people with your bare hands but hey)
Ulrich's POV
I breathed in and out slowly hoping to calm my nerves that were running rampant. It was going to happen right now. I could die today. I couldn't pretend that it wasn't going to happen anymore, it was on my doorstep. I looked down at my hands. My palms and knuckles were taped but my fingers remained free for complete movement. Soon if I was lucky they'd be covered in blood.
I followed my hand up my bare arm noticing the scars on my forearm from my fights. I ran the index finger along the scar remembering my fight with the werewolf that nearly killed me. The time Ivan killed me. Is it too much for me to ask that Ivan gets killed in the first round so I don't need to kill him? I thought to myself. I flexed my bicep for a moment and relaxed. I stared at myself in the mirror the black straps of my harness were all that covered my chest.
The harness held the two Khukuri on my back. I reached for them quickly for ease of access. I grabbed them then put them back quickly and effortlessly. My pants were thin and soft and extremely flexible for complete ease of movement. On right hip another blade this one was a dagger. At the bottom of my pants heavily gripped combat boots. I looked in to the mirror prepping myself for what I was about to do it was all or nothing. I lifted myself off the ground with the balls of my feet bouncing back and forth loosening up. I can do this. I need to do this.
"It's time." I heard Santiago call. I nodded breathing in deep. I stepped out in to the Coliseum. I still couldn't believe the Volturi had a coliseum. Sitting at the head was Marcus, Caius, and Aro, flanked by Felix and Demetri. I made my way out in to the direct sunlight. The Volturi themselves were all shaded but I was in direct sunlight. I ran my hands through my hair trying to calm my nerves but couldn't. I looked down at my arms in disgust. I fucking glitter? No wonder vampires stay out of the sun light. I looked in front of me to see my opponent. He was probably a foot shorter than me. He pulled out a blade that looked something like a shiv. Are you kidding me that's all he has?
He was wielding the shiv right side up, open. He charged at me and I looked for any sign of a second plan. I stepped back as he closed the distance, he leapt in to the air to try and close the distance. I stepped forward quickly closing the distance while he was still in air. I caught his arm with the blade and hip tossed him to the ground my knee came down on his bicep. I quickly twisted his wrist and he let go of the weapon. In a quick flurry of movement I grabbed the shiv out of the sand and slit his throat and twisted his head off with more ease than I'd like. I lifted the head off his body in horror staring at him in the eye as the last signs of his life disappeared from his eyes. I looked up to where Alexis was in fear looking her in the eye.
Aro threw a small device in to the ring near me and a fire immediately erupted. I dropped my opponent's decapitated head in to the inferno and looked down at my hands, the tape was now bright red. I stared down at the ground only to see the blood on my white pants. I slowly unwrapped my hands dropping the bloodened white tape in to the fire next to me and left.
Felix's POV
"It looks like your first pupil won't survive the next round." Demetri said seriously.
"Yes… it does look like he doesn't enjoy killing needlessly." I said worrying slightly.
"But he's pretty good at it." I nodded.
"Very much so, but I'm glad that it causes him problems, killing needlessly isn't what we do, we enforce the laws, and if they haven't been broken they shouldn't be killed. This situation is a one time thing." Demetri nodded.
"Let's hope he figures that out before the next battle."
Ivan's POV
I smiled widely. I'd finally get to test myself against some real competition. I heard Ulrich advanced in a decisive fashion. Good, I know he'll be a challenge at least. I want something to whet my desire for war. I was Giddy. I would finally get to slaughter Bruno, and be praised for what I was; the perfect instrument of destruction that the Volturi needed and wanted. I was made for this…
I looked down at my sides, axes hung from both my hips. Too quick. I thought looking at them. I unlatched them from my sides and set them down. I grabbed the bowie knife off the table placing it in my belt. I sighed heavily and turned my head back and forth loosening it out. This is your destiny, this is what you were made for.
The doors opened and I made my way out to the arena. I stared at Bruno who was trying to taunt me. He was trying to conceal a straight blade behind his back. I couldn't tell how long it was but I was confident the biggest sword in the world couldn't compensate for how badly I was going to beat him up.
He slowly tried to stalk me. Does he really think I can't see through his obvious ploy? I thought to myself. It's safer to believe he's a lot smarter than he is. I told myself. I moved both my arms off my sides prepared for anything and light on my feet. Come on damn it! Make a move! I want your blood. I thought angrily. It was safer to wait for him to act and move. Damn it move! Make your mistake. I want it! My blood was boiling.
He finally charged I easily jumped to the side avoiding his obvious vertical slash. Damn it the opening is way too obvious! I punched his kidney as I slid easily past him. I jumped back expecting a counter but none came. Is this all he is? I reached for the knife to end it. No… if he's a horrible fighter I'll at least have a good time.
I charged straight at him hoping for something interesting, I'd make this fun if he wouldn't. He swung his large sword from left to right and I jumped sailing over it kicking him in the face as I landed behind him. He turned to face me.
"Fight me like a man!" he yelled at me.
"You don't stand a chance as a man." I said He came at me again with a horizontal swing I rushed him getting inside his arms reach before the sword came around catching his wrist with my left hand stopping him. My right shot at his throat and squeezed. I pulled his face to mine and head butted him smashing his nose. He screamed in pain releasing the sword. I let go of his neck and palmed his face lifting him in to the air and running over to the edge of the arena. I smashed his head in to the wall making an indent.
"hah!" I laughed smashing his head in to the wall repeatedly. I felt a hot pain in the palm of my hand. I let go looking down. Bastard bit me! He smiled with the small piece of the palm of my hand in his mouth.
I pawed his face sideways and popped his jaw out of place. Not enough. My fingers ripped in to his skin under his jaw and with a loud metallic screech I ripped out his jaw bone out of his face. I spun the Jaw bone in my hand as his eyes widened in horror realizing what I held. I swung it fast catching him across the face with him sending him hard to the ground. I turned around and made towards his sword and grabbed it. I slammed the hilt in to the ground leaving the sword pointing straight in to the air. I turned back to grab my victim and got sand thrown in my eyes from the ground. I heard movement and threw my arm out and charged forward. I felt my arm connect with his face clotheslining him. I wiped the sand out of my eyes looking for him he was laying on his stomach.
He grabbed at my legs desperately. I bent down and wrapped my arm around his stomach and lifted him up flipping him up to my shoulders before turning around. And slamming his body on to the sword. I released him as he screamed in pain. I took a step back admiring my work. His sound he made was weird. I assumed because he didn't have a jaw. I watched smiling as he slowly tried to pull himself off the sword. One he finally got up I could see through him. I laughed as I realized I could see a lower part of his spine.
"I was wrong you can be fun." He threw a weak haymaker I easily dodged and he took another swing and I palmed his fist. I smashed it in my hand and turned outside and delivered a palm strike to his elbow snapping it. He screamed in pain again.
In a quick flurry of motions I pulled out my knife slashed his opposite shoulder, returned my knife to its holster spun and tossed him over my shoulder by his bad arm, then ripping it off and tossing it in to the fire. I straight kicked him in the chest throwing him back against the wall. I backed up against the opposite wall has he staggered forward. Grinning I looked at him as he tried to mount an one armed offense.
I sprinted at him as fast as I could and tackled him with my shoulder in to his stomach and chest. I heard a couple snapping sounds as I connected and even more as I planted him in to the ground. He laid flat on the ground wincing in pain. I smiled looking down at him and stopped the heel of my foot in to his knee shattering it. with his one arm he tried to protect it sitting up but even that hurt as he screamed in pain at his broken ribs. I bent over and wrapped my hands around his opposite ankle and twisted it until I heard a loud snap of it breaking and let it go. I laughed at the sound of his breaking bones.
Some how he managed to make it back to his feet. I turned back just in time to easily dodge a haymaker with his one arm left. I smoothly dodged and rolled behind him. I snaked my arm up around his one arm wrapping it around his head in a half nelson. Smiling I put my hand in his large wound and wrapped it around his spine. I enjoyed the feeling of having his spine under my control.
"I wonder… Can a vampire live without a spine?" I said before tightening my grip around a vertebra and ripping it out of place. His body fell to the sand and I walked past him showing off part of his spine to the Volturi. I heard movement behind me as I saw his hand reaching up and pulling up his body. He had no control over his lower body.
"You don't die too easily do you?" I said before pulling the knife off my hip and flipping it in to a thrown position. I whipped the knife as hard as I could and it embedded itself in his forehead. His body fell to the ground. I slowly made my way to him enjoying every moment of this. I grabbed the knife still in his forehead and picked him up by it and easily twisted his neck off with no resistance tossing it in to the fire. I smiled looking up at the volturi.
"Who's next?"
Oh and look who we've got in the finals, it's Ulrich vs Ivan! Good times. I'm sorry for those who thought (probably rightfully so) that I would do the whole tournament in one chapter but well… I had had an awful lot of fighting in this chapter… (well over half of the chapter) I'm done for this week. Thanks for reading and thanks even more for reviewing, so remember to give knucks, reviews, rolls of twenty dollar bills, ideas, and high fives.