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"Hey, we just got a report from the authorities in this city. It seems the person we're after has shown up here too," said a dark skinned man that was completely dressed in black.

"Really...any guesses on what they look like this time?" questioned the man's partner, who stood back in the alley, her white clothes being slightly hidden by the shadows.

"No..." was the reply, "Nothing but what we got last time, and as always, it's useless. At least they're staying constant in their description and adding on more details. They still say she's completely dressed in white, and is so pale that you her can almost see her veins. Her distinguishing feature is how red her lips are. No age or height can be confirmed yet though. They've confirmed that her hair is pure white, and not silver. I'm amazed that everyone isn't after this girl, and I'm even more surprised that there's so little info on her, especially since she would stick out like a sore thumb."

"Remember what happened to the others that went after her..." warned the woman.

"Yea, yea, I know, all that they found of em was a few scraps of their bodies and blood spatters..." said the man, "I know, I know."

"Good...then let's get moving...I'm interested in meeting this someone that's quite like myself..."

As the woman brushed past her partner, he shrugged and followed her, crossing over to the other side of the street as they both made their way down the crowded avenue, that bustled with the life and uncaring attitude of a world unaware of what dangers truly lurked in the shadows of their lives.
 
In an ally imfamous for its high crime rate, an loud crack was heard. "Whoa! Take it easy Yanma! He's down already!"

Yanmato gave an snort.

"And the winner is Yanmato!" The young man beside Yanmato risen his hand, then released it. "Okay suckers! Pay up!" The crowd around Yanmato grumbled and threw hundren and thousand dollar bills to the ground. After he collected it all and in and sarcastic tone, said "Thank you!"

As the crowd left discouraged, Yanmato walked over to an dark corner and sat down. "You said you would find me worthy opponets Mark! That guy was nothing!"

Mark looked up from the pile of money he was putting in two piles. "Well what'd ya expect, for it to tough, come on! You're too strong!"

"Feh! There's got to be someone stronger..."

Mark sighed, "Whatever," Mark walked over and handed Yanmato his share.
 
Lycon

IC: The ground cracked under the imense weight. If my body didn't have the power to adapt so well I am sure my legs would of given out long ago, how ever my body can grow stronger and because of it I can continue to steadily increase my power.

As I looked down the street to my aimless and nonexistent destination I smiled at the subtle but present braceing step people make as they pass by. their shocked expressions evidences that they are noticeing my growing power.

The cold chain mail was pulled tight against my skin under the force pulling it to the ground. That force was what I used for my victories and those victories were often hard won until I figured out how to become stronger. My body began to sweat less as it grew used to my long heavy walks, wich carried me endlessly down the road.
 
The two Judges entered the Arena, floating over the heads of the crowd and taking their seats in the movable chairs that could be changed in any direction to view the fight.

"Now presiding, The Black Judge, and the Red Judge. According to the rules laid down in the Accord of 12629, the Arena shall be Actively Volcanic. Because of the current day, Lightnings Day, and the current week, The Week of Celebration, the area effects shall be cloudy, with sporadic strikings of plasma lightning, columns of water, and columns of intense heat," boomed a loud voice as the Judges sat, surveying the scene as it came into action.

"No form of plantlife shall be present due to the volcanos. Participants may hide in the volcanic vents, but passing out due to the poisonous vapors shall count against you as a loss. Attacks may be passed through the columns of water and heat, which will enhance the attacks, or weaken them."

"Now, may the best man win."
 
Yanmato jumped up and down, getting used to his new shoes he just bought with his fighting money. They looked exactly the same as his old except for they looked brand new and they were lined with steel for those oh so long battles.

As soon as they were broken in, Yan looked at his opponet, "I hope you're tougher then the last few fights I've been in!"
 
Illyana stood looking at the fine peices of jewlery in their display cases. In a small jewlery shop with most of her own collection on she vaugely remembered that there was going to be the first fight of the tourny today and that she should watch it in order to judge the compitition. Right now, however, all that mattered was her new peice of jewlery. Rubies were her favorite the dark red being her most prized. She wore a favorite outfit of hers, a very short skirt, black with a red heart patch on the frount and red lips on the back. A white blouse, which she had tied to expose her tan midrift and the tummy rings and belly button ring both silver with small rubies and diamonds in them. Following down her golden legs tight red stiletto boots adorned her feet rising to mid calf.

"Can I show you something miss?" An attendant asked her stepping to the case she was admireing. She brushed a stray hair away from her eyes and looked up. Her strange eyes caused the clerk to flinch for a moment. She smiled, loving the intimidation.

Illyana pointed to a large ruby ring at the top of the case. "That one."
 
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Lucian


Lucian sighed and blinked,whirring for a moment before a wiry old man thumped him a hard Smack! upside his partly metal skull,making him blink,buzz,then shake his head,looking up at the old man fuzzily."whassit?"the old man replied"get back to work Lucian,thats the third time youve gone all scattered on me"he snorted and waited a few minutes,looking away,annoyed.When he didnt hear any work resuming he turned around."Lucian,do i have to hit you again?"he turned,then stopped,noticing that for once the crackbrained cyborg technogeist was actually focused on something.He craned hsi old leatrhery neck and noticed Siliciana,and snorted derisivly."Bah!,of course,i should have suspected it,the only moment the crackbrain is focused is when hes buried in some new machinery or staring at Her."he said Her with pure disgust on hsi feature,then softened and sighed s he watched his student twitch a bit ,though his head never wavered,his eyes locked on to the young woman idly working through a mechanics check on soem of the mecha,talking to tehm and laughing gently like a metal wind chime.her hair was plated with pieces of silicon and silvery metal,and occasionally patches of metal sprouted from her smooth ivory skin.It didnt help matters that although teh gurl was completly unaware of what her body was like,her outfits were on the slightly showy side,and had caused mroe then one accident as heads both mecha and flesh turned to look.
The old man Albert thwacked his student again."whata re you doing crackbrain!get back to work or ill tna your hide!"
Lucian blinked and jumped,then buried himself in the amss of wiring and parts strewn on his table,one hand moving dexeriously,the other splitting and growing and shifting different tools rapidly.Albert watched carefully,suprised as always at teh almost incredible amount of work his student could pump out.it wa almost eery if he stopped to think about it,"if only he'd manage to fix that lack of attention of his"he thought nto himself.."he'd be on top in no time...."
 
Illyana left the jewlery store admireing the new ring she had just purchased. The stone was massive and it almost looked to big for her slender fingers. However with the variety of other jewels she wore it some how fit and made her look even more attractive. At least that's what she thought. Playfully she walked down the street as her phone rang.

"Hello?" she said in a very happy tone.

"Illyana where have you been?" A ladies voice said.

"Oh hi Rebecca, I have been shopping, I just bought the most beautiful ring that you just have to see."

Rebecca sighed. "Always buying jewlery, you know one day your Father is going to cut you off." Richard and Jennifer Ellore had adopted Illyana from the orphanage that had found her. They were the heads of a multi-billion dollar corporation that owned many of the buisnesses in the city and most of them around the arena.

"Don't worry about it, he would never do that. Not while I am participating in the tournament."

"Speaking of which," Rebecca's tone had changed to one of annoyance. "You know the first match is tonight and its starting right now!"

"WHAT!" Quickly Illyana hung up the phone and shifted to her half Tiger form as she sprinted to the arena.
 
'Now may the best man win.'

Yanmato stoo there, waiting for some kind of movement from his oppenent. But it was obvious to him that it wasn't going to be any time soon. "Is he afraid?" Yanmato stared at his oppenent with the same intensity, not showing any sign of fear.

'No,' Yanmato thought 'this person isn't afraid, he's probaly just waiting for me to make the first move... So he could see my weakness... But I never attack first, I always strike after the initiative...'

Yanmato stood there, glaring at the person before him. This match wasn't going to mainly be at battle to see who's stronger, but also an fight of wits. "Enough stalling, howabout we start this little fight, eh?"
 
Illyana arrived not five minutes later at the gate to the arena. Quickly she showed her pass and ran to her seat, nearly knocking over three or fifteen people out of her way. Most were smart enought to move as they saw a half woman half tiger running down the hallway. She shifted back into her normal form and sat down in her seat next to her dear friend Rebecca.

"That was fast," Rebecca said.

"I wasn't far, what did I miss?"

"Not much, that guy," she pointed to Yanmoto. "Just issued a challenge to his opponent. It looks like he's impatient, perhaps useable to your advantage."

"Well I'm impatient too!" Illyana stood on her chair and yelled. "C'MON ALREADY!!!! LET'S SEE SOME ACTION!!!" The crowd behind her cheered with her chanting. "Fight, Fight, Fight!"

"Perhaps not useable then," Rebecca said to no one but herself.
 
Lycon

OOC: I'm going to be the second fighter in this if you don't mind Hy.

IC: "I'm ready when you are. I'm jsut waiting for the judges to get here, but if your impateint I guess we can begin." The heavy chain mail pulled me down to the ground, aided by the gravity feild I had placed there. I was unbouably stonger then this person and perhaps faster too, still he is at a higher level and must have some skills because of it. Also wile my strength is always in play in the short range and so is my advantage in speed at long range this stratagey has actully harmed me before. Still if he gets close he may discover my stratagey to late.

I walked towards him prefering to keep the fight at close range and if was going to let me make the first move, then I would do it from a postion closer to him. I had my sword at my side but I wasn't sure as if I would use deadly force on this opnent, I prefered not to kill.

I apraoched to with in three feet of him and stoped meeting him eye to eye. "I am ready if you are." he gave a quick confident nod and dashed in towards him. It'll be harder for him to dodge the closer I get to him. I reared back my hands for a high punch.
 
Yanmato quickly grabed his oppenents fist and pulled him just enough to see eye to eye. "Sorry if I seemed impatient. But the crowd was getting a little rowdy back there." Yanmato began to aply pressure with his other hand. "Besides... THe judges are already here!"

Yanmato quickly swung his foot in an clockwis motion, tripping the person before him. Yanmato then stepped on his gut and thrusted his fist down torwards his face.
 
Lucian sat on the small lowered space between the rows of seat,waiting for the fight to be over and his turn.Meanwhile his hands and attention were actually focused,building a similcrum of Siliciana,which spun ona little base and played a tiny haunting tune.A moment later,he placed the toy up under one of the benches lazily without thinking about it(under Ilyana's bench/seat btw^_^)
He turned and made some adjustments on the short,thick looking mecha standing next to him,whose eyes glowed a bright silver,then double checked his armband,which contained the mechanism to transport mecha back and forth from the arena,,ducking to fiddle wiht teh mech as his attention shifted,barely missing having his head clawed by Ilyana as she screamed for blood(lol)
Having made the preperations he clattered away,the mecha walking in hsi wake,heading towards the entryway to admit him when he had his match,,looking through the abrs at the two combatants.
 
Lycon, the fight begins

IC: The man grabed my fist and pulled it close. In truth I wasn't a martial artist but I was very aware that my attack was simple enough to escape. With his free arm he placed mine in a lock and began to aply pressure. He seemed like a decent fellow apologiseing for his impateince and informing me the judges are here already.

After he finished talking he sweeped my leg out from under me and tossed me down the ground something always risky under high gravity fortunately an addvantage to my power is that when I use it on myself my body adapts bones and flesh to withstand my presure from the higher gravity. I reduced the gravity from twice it's normal amount to it's normal amount and then stood back up quickly.

Well if he is strong enough not to notice me dauble gravity then perhaps I will triple it and see how well he fairs. I could feel the sudden change in force and while my running speed has likely droped his movement speed will liekly drop to when he gets close. I rushed at him once more this time useing a difrent move.

When I reached him I stopped lifted my leg high into th air and came down with an axe kick, he quickly dodged it but the kick shattered the stone beath my foot with little efort, and seemingly none do to my full power and three times the egs normal weight hiting the hard floor.

"So tell me how far are you willing to go for a wish?"
 
Illyana was so intently focused on the fight that she didn't even notice the small toy underneath her seat. It lay there, forgotten as she watched the first moves.

"Their slowing down, Why?" Rebecca asked her.

"Simple," Illyana said in a know it all tone. "That guy is a Gravity user. They are usally the hardest ones in the fight." She moved closer to her friend and whispered. "But I have a secret weapon against them."

"What's that?" Rebecca asked also keeping her voice low.

Illyana looked startled that her own friend didn't know. "Why, my good looks of course!" She laughed, and her fingers touched a unjewled and very well hidden belt around her waist.
 
People cast strange looks at the man dressed in a long black trenchcoat that stood at the registry terminal, a grin always on his face.

"Name and registration name," beeped the terminal.

"Manipulator, Manipulator," was the response.

"Fighting technique, please."

"Dark Arts."

"Special Abilities or otherwise notable characteristics, please."

"Multiple Personalities and their seals," said the man as his grin widened.

"Registry complete," beeped the terminal, "Please wait until called upon. This shall alert you of your upcoming matches," said the machine in it's mechanical voice as a slot opened and out popped a small disc.

"Thank you," said the man as he grinned and turned around, walking over to the largest stadium in town where he had heard a very good fight was going on.
 
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Yanmato quickly rolled out of the way before the axe kick struck the ground. As soon as he looked up his eyes grew wide. 'Gravatational abilitys?'

'So tell me how far are you willing to go for a wish?'

Yanmato stood up "Depends on the wish." Yanmato knew that he couldn't get close without increasing his speed. 'The whole area around him is affected by the increased gravaty... I'm definetly going to hafta use my powers for this one....'

Yanmato braced himself "Here goes!" The wind slowly began to pick up and Yanmato's jackets fluttered in the wind violently. After a few seconds, it was obvious Yanmato enveloped him self in an tornado. "Since I'm faster in wind storms... This should make a little more interesting!"

Yanmato jumped back with one foot, and with the other, he rushed in, his footprepairing to strike.
 
Judges

The Black Judge looked at the match then glanced at the control panel that sat at the fingertips of his right hand. The screen glowed gently as it showed the statistics of the moves that both competitors were using. As he looked back to the match, he looked at the other Judge, who nodded and tapped on his screen then pointed to a volcano on the level.

As he pointed, the ground began to shake violently, and the volcano exploded, spewing molten rock and lava from it's mouth.
 
Lycon

IC: he began running towards me and I moved my leg back puting msyelf in a defensive stance. I was planing on catching the foot and throwing him to the ground. My plan was wasted how ever when a volcano erupted between us.

My foe aglely dodged the lava and manuvered around the spills. I myself had to drop the us of my power so as to not pull the burning projectiles towards me. With my powers down how ever my speed increased, and that would be an asset even if I couldn't use gravity against my foe.

I sprinted around the lava disregarding the great heat comeing from the floor beneath me, throwing a punch at my foe I was met by the same move but he went furtehr back then I did.

I regained balance and so did he. He knew I had an advatage in power now.I could see him comeing up with a plan to use against me. Still I wasn't going to give him a chance at useing it. "You aren't willing to kill for most wishes so I'll spare your life."

I rushed in to hit him with one strong blow and knock him out. He had an advantage in speed while I was useing my gravity but I have yet to prove that he moves faster in the wind. I reached close to him and the winds suounding him speed up to an increadable force and I was sent flying.

When I hit the ground I bounced only once before stoping, I myself was fine haveing only one gravity with this fall. I stood up and considered my delima. With the wind I can't hit him with out useing my gravity to weigh me down, and with my powers weighing me down I become a target for magma.

I supose I'll have to trust my skins thinkness on this one. I rushed him once more this time he moved, not needing an element of suprise on his side. He would be much harder to hit or thus was his goal but threw skillfull chaseing I managed to head him off, I quickly tripled my weight not wanting to be blown away.

MY fist moved faster then msot mens in the aproach to him and one of his feet were clearly cought in the gravity well beneath me. The magma was flying in and burning all in it's path and further distorted by the great blowing winds. He leend to the right and dodged the blow and with some effort pulled hios leg back in time to escap further blows.

An advantage of my gravity is it pulled the magma down and not directly at us so it didn't stay in one place for long it quickly dripped to the floor spareing our fragile boddies. Never the less he was burned and I was burn also. The fight was still fair, and only luck could decide a winner.
 
Yanmato couldn't take the heat any more, nor the gravitational force. He quickly jumped up and used the wind to keep him in the air. "Sorry! But I'll have to end this, now!"

Yanmato pulled back his right arm, and forced a powerful flow of wind to pick up around it. 'Haven't used this much.... I hope I'm not rusty!' He then swung his arm outward, so the flow could look like a boomerang. The wind flow picked his oppenet up just enough for Yanmato rush forward, and elbow him in the face. Then Yanmato made an quick front flip quick hurling him into safe grounds, unconsious.
 
The Black Judge raised his right arm as he looked at the unconcious form of one of the competitors. The readings on his monitor went blank as the person sunk into complete unconciousness.

At the nod of the Black Judge, the Red Judge nodded as well, and the environment disappeared, allowing two medics to run onto the field, pick up the unconcious form, and carry him off the field.

"And another amazing victory for Yanmato!!!" exclaimed the announcer, who had long been quiet, "A good fight if I do say so myself, certainly spectacular use of his abilities."
 
Yanmato fell to his knees, his breath harsh. "Damn... I over did it again...." Slowly, Yanmato strugled to his feet and draged himself out of the areana, exhausted. At the moment he just wanted to drop and sleep for a long time.

The hall to the arena was dark, as always. But Yanmato didn't care, he was able to see perfectly. He held his ribs that he bruised while dodging one of his oppenents powerful blows. Finnaly he couldn't move anymore, he placed his back to the wall of the hall way, and slid down so he could rest there for a moment.
 
Lucian stood,face a little smeared wiht oil and btis of chipped off metal as he brushed his hands absentmindedly on his pants,blinking befroe giving the mecha in front of him a lil nudge,turning it on as he smiled,the robotic knight coming alive,looking upa t him from about stomach height now instead of waist height.He turned and wandered over to the competitors waiting area,as hsi match was coming soon
 
Illyana watched the final blows of the battle with great enthusiasim. She cheered as Yanmato won the match, he was cuter than the other guy after all. Still she wondered why the gravity mage did not use the oposite effects. A controlled anti-gravity feild would have stayed off the Lava and if he was strong enough he could have used it to his full advantage by shifting the gravitational pull making it stronger around his opponent sending the lava to him. Truly she was perplexed. Her phone rang...

"Hello," she answered.

"Is this Illyana Ellore?" the female voice said on the other end.

"Yes."

"Please report to the combat waiting area..."
 
Lucian layed against a wall,large chrome-colored headphnones strapped to hsi headmlistening to music and in his own world,hands a blur,small toys and trinkets appearng fully made every few moments,to be tkaen by the old man at his side,who occasionally whacks him upside teh head with a length of rounded wood,the absentminded tech occassioanlly freezing and going ompletly still.
 
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