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Post by vasily on Jun 7, 2007 20:00:24 GMT -5
Outside of The Key Arena on show night, the masses flock to see what's quickly becoming a true spectacle, The XWA. But for the man known as Archer, this night meant something more. On this night, in this venue, he would confront his one time mentor. And evil smile crosses his face...
I can feel him. He's here. And he's waiting. The smell of his blood is sweet. So you've finally decided to stop running, have you "Father".
Feeling something. Tingling in his skin, Archer turns...
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Post by simon on Jun 7, 2007 20:05:31 GMT -5
Standing before Archer was Simon Fierhart. A vintage, cold stare on his face. The two men stand motionless for a moment before Simon speaks.
That's where you're wrong, Lucas. I was never running. Merely waiting for the day you'd show you face. Tonight it ends. I may not be able to kill you, but I'll leave you as close to DEAD as I can. But I'll at leats promise you a glorious defeat at my hand.
His eyes don't falter. They remain locked on Archer.
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Post by vasily on Jun 7, 2007 20:15:32 GMT -5
Archer smiles. It'd been a long time since he was this amused. He takes a deep breath, savoring the crisp Seattle air...
Can you taste that? The air here, it's so...pure. So clean. Kind of like the day you defeated Judah. I remember it well. The fool made the mistake to question your leadership. He dubbed you unfit to lead us, and challenged you to Kumate'. He didn't stand a chance. You toyed with him at first. Made him think his attacks were worth something. But like that...[/i]
He snaps his fingers...
You snatched what little hope he had of victory from him. You left him a broken, lump of what once was a proud, strong warrior. And why? Not because he challenged you. Not even because he questioned you power. You did it because you COULD. At that time you were the most powerful fighter this world had ever known. Now, you're a mere mortal. Limited by that of the weakness of flesh and blood. Draco proved it. You tasted you own blood for the first time in a decade. Whether you won or not, he proved your mortality. And on this night, I TAKE that mortality. I shall swallow you strength and leave you unwhole, just as you did Judah, and the many other THOUSANDS of warriors who fell by way of your fists.[/i]
Archer continues to smile, growing even more breazen at the presence of his former mentor.
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Post by simon on Jun 7, 2007 21:25:25 GMT -5
Simon recalls the day. One of many black memories that he wished has disappeared in time, But he knew they never would. Simon walks forward, standing parallel to Archer and speaks.
I don't care about the deeds of my past. All I care about are the deeds of my present, to lead to a future WITHOUT you. We fight at the end of the night. When the these people begin leave.
Simon continues to walk, heading towards the front entrance.
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Post by vasily on Jun 7, 2007 21:28:54 GMT -5
With a sly smirk, Archer adjusts his sunglasses as he watches Simon walk on.
I wouldn't have it any other way...
A crowd of people walk by Archer. As the pass by the man, he was no longer to be found...
To Be Continued...
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