Disclaimer: Yeah yeah, not Stephenie Meyer, not owning Twilight

Disclaimer Deuce: I need some freakin' montage music after everything I overcame this week, more on that in the authors note.

Ulrich's POV

I closed my eyes and breathed out slowly then forced the large gates open to the sand riddled arena. My greatest fear had come to fruition. Standing on the opposite side of the arena with a smile at the corner of his mouth was Ivan.

"So it came to this… I'm glad. I was hoping I'd get to fight you once." I gulped.

"I'm not." He motioned for me to come to him.

"Don't hold back, I don't want any less than your best." I nodded. How can I give my best? This is my friend. I thought as he charged. What do I do? I need to kill him? How can I? He saved my life. I suddenly realized how fast he was approaching, I threw my arm out in a hook punch more defensively than anything else. He ducked stepping past me I felt the sting of his palm on my throat. His hand tightened around my neck. I was losing my sense of smell. I tried to throw my arm at him but it was above my head at his shoulder. He pulled me down for a moment before shooting me in to the air his free hand caught a hold of my back and slammed me against the ground. He didn't let go of my throat panicking I did the only thing I could as saw his free and coming up to rain down punches on my face. I pulled my lower body up and started leg scissoring his arm. He immediately understood my intention and I felt his cold hard knuckles against the side of my face. I let go and he did too, before he could get a hold of me again I rolled out of the way and back to my feet.

"Come on Ulrich, you've got more than that." I didn't say anything. He knows I'm holding back. Then I realized it.

"You're holding back too!" I exclaimed. A wicked smile crept across his face.

"You caught on to that didn't you?" he said circling methodically. I didn't back down circling opposite of him.

"Why?" I simply asked.

"I want you at your best. I want to kill my greatest rival, not this shadow of him." he sneered at me.

"I won't hold back anymore." He said before crouching and then flying towards me with more speed than I would have expected. I tried to evade but he followed me move for move striking to every dodge, and blocking every strike I could make. He diverted one strike throwing me past him. I felt his strong arms clasp over my back then tighten in to a full nelson. What the hell is he doing?

I felt his cold fingers piercing the back of my neck and realized what his plan was. I panicked and dropped my weight then lifted him off the ground. I sprinted straight at the stone wall of the arena. At the last second I flipped my body and drove his head in to the wall. I turned around and drove my back in to the wall as hard as I could with him still holding on I snapped my head back forcing back painfully in to his chin driving him back in to the wall finally freeing myself from his grip and I rolled away grabbing the back of my neck painfully.

He charged again and I tried to prepare but was struggling to stay focused with the pain in the back of my head. I landed a solid punch to his midsection and I felt his arm wrap around my head then his other hand with it. I felt a slight twist to the left then realized exactly where this was going, I was about to be decapitated. I dropped to my knees and threw a punch between his legs. He yelled in pain as he dropped to one knee releasing my head. I put my forearm under his hamstring and pulled up throwing him away from me over my head. I rolled back to my feet and he smiled.

"Finally… you're getting the idea."

Ivan's POV

"Finally… You're getting the idea." I smiled. Good… I think he finally understands that I will kill him if he doesn't kill me first. I smiled, this is what I wanted all along. Which one of us were really the better of the two. I saw the mirrored resolve in his eyes that I knew shone in mine. He wanted to survive, he wanted to win. I could almost taste his desire. Yes… bring the pain, suffering. Bring it all. He charged at me and I charged too jumping at him at the last moment, he planted his foot in the sand turning his body quickly and stopping his forward momentum immediately. I ran past him but as I flew past him he continued his spin in to a kick that hit on my hip. I landed hard on my knee and looked up to realize he was pressing the attack. Good!

His leg was coming down with an axekick. I pulled my left shoulder away from his axe kick towards my right shoulder then down to the sandy ground. My body pulled through and my legs hooked around kicking at his free standing leg. I watched as his body like a tower fell to the ground. I brought my right leg up and pulled it down on to his chest as hard as I could. I felt his arm catch it and then lift as he came back to a vertical base. I forced my hands in to the ground and my free leg as hard as I could throwing me in to the air. I threw a hook kick he ducked under but now at least I was standing facing him on the leg he wasn't holding. Damn he's actually trying now.

I felt him regripping my foot with both his hands. I pulled him close contracting my body close together so now could reach the rest of me, but before he could I expoded throwing my leg out with all the power I had. He released his grip rolling away from me.

"Glad you decided to show up."

"What do you mean?" he asked confused.

"Bitch you isn't nearly as fun to fight." I said smiling. He laughed for a moment then lifted his guard again. He tried not to smile but I saw it creeping on to his face. Stop trying to deny it for the girl Ulrich, you're just like me. He must have seen the victorious smile I wasn't trying to hide because just then he started to charge. He threw himself in to the air with a jumping front kick with a fake. I put my arm up to the side of my body and pushed turning his body away in mid air. I crouched and sprung in to action planting my shoulder in to his stomach still in the air. Sending both of us flying. I slammed him down to the ground. I felt his hand wrapping around my neck and I brought my hand up and caught his wrist. We both made our ways to a standing base him still trying to complete the headlock on me. I pulled his arm down and twisted out of it then pulled him towards me clotheslining him. I tried to follow it up with punch to the face but I received I stiff kick to the chin from him as he laid. I rolled with the kick coming back up only to see him standing in front of me. I smiled inwardly. There is a reason he made it to the finals.

Felix's POV

They'd been going at it for two minutes already. Two minutes was a very long fight for humans, for vampires it was eternity. Most times fights that go that long is one vampire playing with the other but no, these two were evenly matched. It made no sense to me why one of them had to die if they both proved they could fight like this. Then it came to me. I wrote it down on a pad because I knew even if I whispered it everyone in the arena would hear me. I wrote a quick note. And handed it to marcus who was next to me he read it quickly and looked at me with a judgmental look I could read easy as 'you're getting too attached.' Regardless he passed it on to the other who read it. The three had a silent meeting and Aro finally stood up and raised his hand. I made a clearing my throat noise to draw their attention. They both looked to me for a moment and saw Aro with his hand up. They both backed up and faced Aro.

"You have proved yourselves as worthy competitors… You are done fighting, go back to your quarters."

"I want to finish the fight." Ivan said bluntly.

"Watch your tone!" Demetri barked as he stood up. Aro smiled at Demetri and nodded. Demetri sat down immediately.

"I applaud your fervor but we have made our decision… Would you wish to continue Ulrich?" Aro asked.

"No sir, I think we can better use our abilities together rather than one of us being dead." I smiled. Ulrich is good…

"That's right… now you're dismissed." I left the arena immediately. I had summoned Abhash. He was leaning up against a pillar as we stepped out.

"You're late."

"I'm sorry, our pupils were too evenly matched."

"Who won?"

"Both survived."

"Hmm." He said giving away any approval or disapproval.

"The reason I summoned you here is if you're going to continue working with the Volturi we need to know more of your back ground."

"Why?"

"The Shapeshifter."

"I don't tell clients my story." He said flatly.

"Well if you want us as a repeat client you will."

"Is that a threat Felix?"

"No it's a statement of truth." Abhash gave a small laugh.

"Fine… I knew I would need to eventually. I don't have many memories of before I became a vampire, they are all a blur… but there are a couple things I remember. Firstly I was in the Nepalese army. I was pretty good. Eventually I became a farmer with my wife. The small village we were a part of stood in the way of a railroad. As a community we took a stand against those who would us moved so they could build through our farms. One night a fire started… then another, and another. But not just fires, people were dead in the streets. Then I saw him. I will never forget his face, for it's the last human sight I ever saw. I watched him kill my cousin. I charged at him with my gun, he easily dodged the bullet and grabbed me by the throat. He had a sort of grayish blonde hair, he was in his late forties, maybe early fifties his skin was pale and he was unnaturally strong. He threw me aside easily breaking many of my bones. I watched him rape and kill my wife. He looked back at me then… He knew I was still alive. He smiled… and that's the last memory I have."

"This… person… he was a vampire?"

"No." I said flatly.

"But you're alive…"

"Someone else came by and turned me… said they had a score to settle with him. I asked the man's name, he told me the murderer was named 'Havik.' Since then I've been searching for him… I know he's still alive… I can feel it."

"Why do you know he's not a vampire?"

"It doesn't match up… he raped and killed all the villagers, blood was spilled everywhere. It was an act of sheer insanity…. But not a single drop of blood was drank… no marks on any of the body's from teeth."

"That doesn't mean that…" I said but Abhash interrupted me.

"I've been following him, trying to track him for so long… I've learned some things about him… his sense of smell isn't vampiric. He's stronger than a human, but much weaker than a vampire… He doesn't drink blood. I'm telling you he's not a vampire."

"What is he then?" Abhash looked at me for a moment then away…

"I have no idea."

This week has been a concentrated effort to keep me from posting, first I was sick (and still am) and my computer came down with a virus (which myself and a friend of mine reformatted the computer) and since I reformatted it I lost my version of Microsoft word, so now I'm writing on borrowed time before it shuts me down again. Needless to say I'm surprised I got 1000 words out this week much less 2000. Hopefully I'll be able to fix these problems soon if I can't you'll know why I stop posting, but fear not, nothing shall stop me, we'll fight on the beaches! On the… yeah umm this could definitely stop me. I'm also trying to buy a registration code from a friend. Wish me luck, on to my normal business. It finally happened, the big fight, was it all you had dreamed of? If not I am completely blaming all of ^that. What do you think of Abhash's story? Make sure to tell me. Thanks for reading, remember to leave reviews, comments, ideas, rolls of twenty dollar bills and knucks. I hope you enjoyed it regardless, this isn't the end of the story… now the Army will Arise.