The Last Blade -Kadaj vs. Mark1212

The plane lowered to 50 feet,  it was getting ready to impact the small airport just north of the Egyptian pyramids.  As the plane thuded  it the floor with a jar ,it studded up and down  like it had hydrolics until it had stopped approximatly 30 feet from where it had landed.  As the Pilot and Co- Pilot took off there head phones  the Pilot put a message for the passanger on board." We have landed safly in the Egyptian airport sir were are about to dock off please wait."When the planed reared on it's runway and had stopped two Egyptian workers brought out long steps for the small plane. As the cockpit opened the attendents and Pilot's waited for the man to come out first. When the sun hit his body you could tell Mark clad in his super suit was ready for the rest of the day. He had all his weapons set and had come here to verse a man named Kadaj.Walking down the small steps he landed with his right foot first on solid ground. Looking back he said " Thank you." and winked towards the attendents who had given him  thier phone numbers. Looking back towards the small airport Mark walked up . Egypt was a great place . One of fortune and age . A place Mark could bond easily with if he himself was on a sweet quit vacation. But on trips like this he could not bond with anything or anyone before his target was shall some people say incapacitated or terminated.  Which ever one Mark didn't care.

Entering the electric opening doors a clerk greeted him.. " Hello sir" " Hello " Mark anwsered back waving as he turned left towards some cars. Going through these sets of doors he stopped infront of a Hummer. Not the average car in Egypt but one to get you noticed. Taking out a paper he opened it and jingled a pair of keys into his hands. Unlocking the door he popped in. Somehow it was cold in the Hummer even though being in Egypt when it was summer.Turning the ignition with the keys in Mark Put it in gear and sped to the gates. Giving the holder there a ticket he was let through and he passed without controdiction. Taking a right after letting a regular Egyptian archetect car pass him he turned on the gps. Slowing down 20 mph to 40 he put in the location of a egyptian pyramid where Kadaj was " Supposed " to be with ease.  Looking back up he locked it and took off. 
 
Taking a few more rights and lefts he ended up at the Pyramids parking lot. There was no attendent at the gate so Mark slowly drove through and stopped at  a parking lot called A 4.  Turning the car off he got out and grabbed the keys. Closing the door he locked it and  put the keys in his pockets before walking onto the deserty land. His clothes he had brought were good pairs for heat and wouldn't have him sweat as much as others so he wasn't afraid of the heat.Walking 30 steps Mark briskly stopped his walking and looked around . Looking down to the east he saw some heavy foot steps leading off the trails and roads but ended not to far away were Mark could see a shadowy figure in the distance. A sand storm was about to erupt so Mark hurried. Running silently Mark now 20 feet away could see his opponents back.

Taking his swords out easily from his back he pulled them back and jumped. In midair he attempted to slash Kadaj's back. Then droping with his back to kadaj Mark attempted to form a dropped kick before pulling back. Sheathing his swords back in place he got up and waited before saying " Get some speed or you might just die earlier in your life time then you had expected."

Kadaj rode a blue and white RX motorcycle down the Whitestone highway. He zigzagged through the moderate traffic, barreling down the path in between cars. He needed to arrive on the plane by 8:15 and it was 8:07. He revved his engine as he hit 134mph. He wrenched his vehicle up onto the back wheel to pick up speed. The wind was battering his adamantium skeleton. If he didn't possess it, his body would have been a heap of broken bones by now. He pressed down on his motorcycle and the front wheel came down hard on the cement road. He made a sharp turn into the exit that lead straight to JFK airport. The time is 8:13. His phone chimed in as he drove there the airway, hitting 205. He drove straight toward a closing ramp. It was steadily retracting and Kadaj revved his engine once again, begging it for more speed. As he approached the ever disappearing ramp he turned his bike side ways and leaned toward the right the vehicle skid across the ramp and into the compartment, crashing into a set of boxes. Kadaj got up, lifted up the bike and placed it against a wall off to the side and made his way into the starboard section. He sat down and reached around his back. Unlatching his shield and placing it by his feet he leaned back in his reclining seat as the plane took off. He took a quick glance at his clock before going to sleep and it said 8:14:59...

Kadaj awoke three hours later and glanced at the man hovering over him. His face was battle hardened and seemed to give off a pleasant look. He held a square backpack in his hand. His eyes were locked on Kadaj's shield, he noticed that Kadaj was awake and averted his eyes away from the object. “Excuse me sir, we'll be arriving at the pyramid with the hour, but because of sandstorm warnings we aren't allowed to land. So instead we're giving you this parachute. We'll notify you when we're in position.” With that said the man dropped the backpack on Kadaj's lap and walked off. Kadaj see that this fight was starting off on the dangerous side early. A sandstorm was terribly dangerous depending on how strong the winds were. His suit was made of a strong Teflon that could withstand even a holotip so a low speed sandstorm would do nothing but impair his vision. At higher speeds he wasn't sure. He rose up out of his seat and placed his parachute on the seat and dropped his shield on top of it. Kadaj walked over to the window and peered through it. He watched as the clouds advanced across the blue sky. There fluffy, white curves looked beautiful under the blazing sun. He looked down and saw the blue sea through his visor. The sight was riveting as the waves thrashed in the water, leaving ripples that resembled echoes. He smiled and move away from the window and returned to his seat, moving the shield and parachute while placing them both next to his feet and resuming rest...

The time was 1:07 pm and kadaj leaped out of the plane. He plummeted down towards the mesh of yellow that was the pyramid he was appointed to for his fight with a man known as Mark1212. The wind was once again pounding against his muscular exterior. He saw a car drive through the gate to the inside of the pyramid and wondered, “What the hell! What kind of pyramid has a parking lot?” He rolled his body twice to change his angle of descent and pulled the lever causing his parachute to fly out. His body was yanked and his speed was changed drastically. He floated down ever so gently and about ten feet above the ground he detached the parachute and tossed the backpack. He turned his body forward and on contact with the ground he tucked and rolled onto his feet. He stood up and and took his shield off his back and placed it on his left arm. He saw the entrance to the pyramid and jogged through it. He met a set of trails and roads. It would've been easier to traverse was he still with his motorcycle but he went on by foot. He took a trail off to the left and wandered through it. The sand was warm and there was a high humidity. He could feel the sweat building under his tight Teflon suit. The lack of sunlight gave the wind a nice brisk feeling but that did nothing for the stickiness. He turned onto a road, it was made of a hard stone and with each step he took the sound of rocks clashing rang out. He continued walking and observing the area. He noticed that certain roads led to higher areas and connected trails led back down. That would be important to know for the ensuing the battle.

Kadaj stopped as he heard footsteps. He didn't turn around, just listened trying to decipher whether someone was their. If there was, any movement that he would make could give away his position. He stood absolutely still and his suspicions were confirmed as the footsteps picked up. He heard the singing of a sword clashing with its sheath and immediately bent his knees while pivoting around. He saw the sword coming straight down and placed his shield up in front of it. The two clashed and Kadaj could feel the force behind the blow. He'd made a very foolish mistake in using his shield like that. By blocking the attack he left his whole mid and upper section vulnerable and his opponent capitalized by sending a powerful drop kick into his chest. Kadaj lurched back and his the stone ground hard. His back skid along the ground a bit because of the impact. He jumped up and heard Mark's taunt. He shook off the dust and charged straight at him with 75% of his speed. Kadaj, making use of his amazing agility, stop dead in front of him, slid to the left and launched a hard elbow at his cranium, all in one slick move. He followed up by taking a step around him and executing a shield bash headed for his shoulder. He was attempting to break something with these attacks trying to put his enemy on the losing side early in the fight. He could feel the wind picking up a bit. That sandstorm was approaching fast and this fight was about to get ugly.              

Mark's swords clashed against the already fast Kadaj's shield. Mark hadn't noticed this weapon and he had foolishly expected to land all of his attacks in the first encounter. That was a mistake Mark wouldn't do again against this opponent. Mark kept looking back to the attack. Kadaj had obviously known that Mark was coming forwards and Mark knew he wasn't being stealthy in that attack either which slipped him the bad side of the deck. Which impressed Mark the most .  Fortunantly Mark's second attack had hit it's target square in the chest.
Seeing the Drop kick hit the chest of Kadaj Mark was extremely happy. His secondary attack had hit  with ease. Mark now knew alittle more about his opponent. He rejerstered that Kadaj was alittle cocky . Something that could actually come in handy later. Getting back to the fight Mark watched as Kadaj lurched back and hit the stoney pyramid ground fast. his back had skidded abit because of the hard impact Mark had exacted ontop towards Kadaj.

Mark then watched his opponent get up and watched as he shook some dust off of his clothes. Mark knew his was getting reaedy for a moe. Seeing his opponent take a charge with 3 fourths of his speed with amazing agialty stopped dead infront of Mark. Mark could only smile though as Kadaj shifted left and elbowed Mark in the cranium. Feeling it Mark moved right from the after shock..Mark's opponent wasn't done yet. then Kadaj stepped around Mark with speed to execute a particular weird move. Kadaj lifted his shield and shield bashed Mark's arm only grazing the shoulder as Mark ducked down and rolled left. Getting back up Mark said" Nice moves and good movements but if your going to go fighting like this then your going into the desert and end up on a milk carton with them sloppy movements" Mark said the last 4 words with a southern american accent mostly located in the farm lands were people called there moms. Mama and there dads. Dadas

Knowing the fight would get ugly with the heavy chance of the sand storm actually hitting them in the center Mark formulated his next movements.  Mark's cranium had healed from his rejuvination and Mark wasn't feeling the after affects which was good because for a normal person that would of broken all the bones in that area since Kadaj was a strong strong opponent.Grabbing his swords yet again  Mark waited. Slashing the swords against each other Mark could hear the annoying noise of metal against metal . He could also hear the gun shots not to far off from the police as they fought feircly against the rebels hiding in the sand mounds and dunes of Egypt. Now making his movement Mark cloned himself once . His clone had the cloned swords in the same positon. Now running in unision Mark jumped over Kadaj as the clone ran towards him. The clone performed a slash attack at the same time the real Mark attempted to  slice the knee caps of  Kadaj.

 Forming one more move Mark had his clone dissapear into nothing as he himself slid left quickly sheathing his swords. He thought it was time for payback so Mark performed a percision pressure point move with his super strength on Kadaj's Arm. The move would if hit paralyze the arm from the shoulder down. Letting this sink in hopefully Mark shifted to the edge of the Pyramid.  as the Rustling winds carried Mark's deserty cloths right Mark spoke over the desert winds .

" Come and hurry your moves before the storm comes to get us."

Mark could only wonder in awe at his opponents evasiveness. As Mark hand's were about to perform the pressure point move Kadaj had blocked it by swinging his shield infront.  During the impact of his hand against the shield. A thud had followed by the estranged thud. As the impact had hit Mark grimaced as the aftershock flowed up his right arm starting with his middle finger and ending in the back of his shoulder blade. Still he could feel the numbness of it . Rotating his arm he slowly watched his opponent  Kadaj was thinking, no doubt about Mark's healing factor which had brought a surprised face to Kadaj and the next move he himself Kadaj would make.  Watching Kadaj glance from left to right he smiled a bit also giggling . Then his opponent switced his visor to a more menacing or less menacing level of power. As this happened Kadaj fired a blast at the dusty ground. A dusty viel blocked Mark from seeing which he knew could be his down fall in a while from now.  Mark heard another two blasts and some groans which he thought could of been the rebels way out in the distance.  After that he could hear screams of the police as the HORRA 'd and danced at their easy victory from a uknown to them Allie.  Seeing a glimse of what he thought was Kadaj's feet at the top of the dust cloud he readied.  Coming out of nowhere Kadaj was on a handstand infront of Mark in a minute. Mark surprised stupidly waited as his opponent commited a hand stand spring attack  by bending his arms a cooperatly aiming a foot at Mark's chin.

As this landed Mark flew back head first bent alittle .,He couldn't see his next opponents attack but he felt a sharp pain. Not a dagger like pain but that of a laser .  Trying to comfirm this he slightly lifted his head and saw his opponent in midair firing a laser towards Mark. Following it he saw it run by his left arm which was  a small bit still numb from the past encounter .  Knowing that if it stayed to long it could stay there indefinantly Mark turned right dropping his left arm a bit and hightening his right arm so it was a slanted pencil kind of shape.  Trying to do a flip Mark had been to close to the ground and landed face first before he could move. Feeling the broken nose he had his body aim at that and the arm which had already started healing and was working on the cartoladge around the muscle. Sliding a bit back Mark sputtered some blood.  Mabe a couple of drops but noone was counting or there to count.
 
Picking his hands up he was now in a push up position that he had remembered from middle school which was being on your knees with your hands verticaly.  Lifting his head he watched as Kadaj landed where he had been standing only minutes but seemed like seconds ago. Standing up straight just incase Kadaj was making another attack the winds started to violently and where deeply thrashing the walls making Mark's clothes wither and weave for short and fast amount's back and forth.

Mark was thinking of the winds and was about to run to a wall to punch it in but his opponent had beaten him  to the punch. Then without notice Kadaj cranked up his goggle type eye protection and fired at a nearby wall which crumbled in big pieces at the top and smaller pieces at the bottom leaving a short looking hill in the entrance. Then his opponent turned back to Mark and recited. " Look we gotta get out of hear before we're ripped apart by this storm so follow me."   Giving off a quick anwser Mark said. " Okay."Kadaj then turned back and started to sprint to the upper levels.  Knowing this Mark knew he had a advantage.

Looking up he flew into the sky seemingly passing Kadaj. He then stopped at 60 feet and took out two special poisioned tip knifes and aimed one at Kadaj's right arm and the other at Kadaj's left foot. Hovering now and lowering he was already at the opening.  Taking no short time he burst forward and onto the hard rocky surface of the rock's hills. Walking in the sun eluminated it . The room wasn't big but it would suffice with a couple of broken entry ways.  Turning sharp around towards the entrance Mark jumped back 4 paces 4 times until he was almost to the opposite side of the wall.

Taking out one poision knife and one regular from a small pounch in his right and left thighs he armed them. Putting his right foot back he bent down and crossed his hands. Waiting the wind no longer made his clothes weave back an fourth he was no longer was cold he was actually heating up. Letting out some words to himself he recited in a muttering kind of giberish.

" If i live this will only get harder hahahaha."

The protege of the legend known as Andferne climbed up the steps of the long trail. It made a long spiral as it cascaded upwards. He was halfway towards his destination when the winds picked up again. Kadaj had to desist movement and lock his legs while tucking his head and placing the shield up front. Large globs of hard sand crashed into the center of his shield. He placed his right foot a few inches behind his left and tried to provide extra support to his arms. Then a sharp pain ran through his left leg. This slight distraction caused him to lower his guard a bit. Allowing a huge ball of hardened sand to get past his weak defense and clocked him right in the face. He fell back and as he sky rocketed down a blade forced its way through his teflon suit and into his back muscle. Its hilt made contact with the ground and forced its way through the other side. Not one sound left Kadaj's mouth as he lay on the ground wounded. He rolled over on his belly and pushed himself up. He reached down and pulled out the knife stuck in his left leg. He pulled the edge close to his nose and inhaled deeply. He could smell the stench of poison. He reached for what was left of his mask and ripped it right off his face. He took the shredded covering and wrapped it around his wound. 

He placed his arm on his back now but then removed it. The knife was keeping the blood from flowing out too much and would have to remain inside until he found a new piece of cloth or a bandaged to cease blood flow. The sandstorm had moved past him and made its way over to the cops near the entrance. Kadaj had to think fast if he wanted to save them. He immediately glanced up and shot a laser blast into a piece of the ceiling. The heavy stone came down on top of the sandstorm destroying it completely. The men below bellowed and cheered for there savior. He turned and stared through his visor searching for Mark. He spotted a heat signature behind the wall nearby. He made his way over to it and stood 12 feet away from the entrance. He studied the angles of the walls and concocted a plan. He took steady aim with his shield and then tossed it hard. It flew true straight into an corner of a wall and ricocheted towards the man behind the wall. He timed the point of impact. The moment that the shield would hit the area it was guided towards Kadaj fired off another laser into the higher part of the wall causing it to collapse and seal off any escape route that isn't leading to the original entrance. 

Kadaj made use of a special trick of his role models famous shield. One not even Andferne himself discovered existed. Along with the enchantments that were placed upon this great shield one was actually done manually. The owner of the shield could summon it back to him no matter where it lay. And whether or not it made contact or not, once it hit the wall he beckoned it and the shield appeared on his left arm seeming as if it had never left. He stepped back and cranked up the intensity once again. He shot off another blast sealing the entrance with rubble. He took careful aim and let off a high powered shot in Marks direction. The beam was highly concentrated the heat exceeding 10,000 degrees. Kadaj was feeling the effects of the poison and he needed to end this quick before any more harm was done to him.            

Mark  had been standing in a corner of the room for awhile. He didn't know if he needed to walk out to see if his opponent was still running or if he should just stay .Thinking of the consequences of both he first thought of leaving to see if his opponent was running. Sadly that didn't work he knew that he could get hit in the head with the shield or even lasered until he was dead. But staying here was safer. His opponent would have to come in in order to see where Mark was standing. Taking  the second one he waited awhile. Still nothing tapping his foot he waited a bit longer. As the time went out he moved fowards a step.Without even knowing what he was walking  into Mark watched as a shield bounced of the entrance wall from a angle.  It was coming towards him at a alarming speed. Moving left into the wall the shield scrapped his left arm leaving a gash. Wincing alittle Mark looked at the wound. The gash was 7 centemeters long and was painful. It dripped the crimsion blood of Mark constantly leaving him weakened alittle.

With his mind on the wound he didn't have time to react to the sharp cycloptic like blast that hit the other side of the wall he was hiding behind. Seeing the laser through the wall Mark couldn't move fast enough. The wall started to crumble. Small acorn like pebbles fell on Mark's head as a big peace of the foundation crushed his legs. Bending down Mark couldn't stop the rest of the debres from crumbling him. He was now covered in a mountain of debres ranging from body sized pieces to finger sized pieces.

Mark couldn't move for awhile. He needed to heal he knew . Moving his left arm alittle Mark finally had enough room to move it. Lifting it back he punched into a side of the debres. When he was done he brought his arm back to we're it had previously been. The air rushed into the small area Mark was laying cramped in. filling his lungs Mark could feel his strength come back and his crushed legs begin to heal

 Waiting for the rest to heal Mark heard another  two blasts above him. The first one had missed where he had stood before. The second one then hit the wal ontop of the debres Mark was under. More debres came down on him causing more weight ontop of his body. This delay caused Mark's legs to stop healing . Knowing that if he didnt get out in time he would be dead Mark moved both of his hands and punched infront of him with his Super strength. After 4 punches Mark saw light . Puching one last time the debres covering it fell causing cold clean air to come in along with the sunlight that showed Mark's  sweatey looking face. Taking it in for a minute Mark started to crawl out without the use of his legs.

As he pulled out the hole he had been in caved in completly. Getting up his legs now healed he looked around. He was on the outside part of the pyramid and not in the dreadfully dark room The sand storm had started leaving few amounts of visaibitly but Mark could still see alittle.Finally seeing his opponent to the left of him he pivoted . Now standing straight infront of his opponent about 40 feet away Mark took out  two of his POISION daggers.  He could see his oppnent had been hit by both of the daggers. There was a gash in his left leg where Mark had thrown the poision dagger before the great move Kadaj had lain on him. The other one was still lodged into Kadaj's back probably to keep the blood from spilling out easily.

 Moving quick Mark bolted left Knowing that he could jump off the wall for a surprise sort of attack.. Doing a front flip he landed on the side of the pyramid before back flipping again towards his opponent. Now in midair over his opponent as the sand battered at his face Mark threw one of his daggers back into the gash at the same time he also attempted to slash cleanly on the neck of his opponent . Dropping infront of his opponent Mark ducked catching some more sand in his mouth and then side stepped to the left side of his opponent. Looking at the big gash he could tell there was enough in there to kill anyone today without the cure. Knowing this Mark Attempted to slash the foot of his opponent.

Jumping 3 paces 5 times he was now standing 20 feet away from the crumbled wall which covered the previously opened hole . spitting some of the sand in his mouth out he Covered his eyes slightly since the weathering had turned bad in a second with the sand swirling around both fighters. Mark knew that some how some way they would have to get to a place were the storm wasnt going to blind them if it started to get harder

The rocky debris spread like a sheet over Mark's legs. Mark scrambled as he tried to free himself. There was a look of great pain embossed upon his visage. More debris fell on him and he's struggle seemed to be useless. For some reason, he wasn't healing, the pool of blood that came from his arm said so. In Kadaj's mind he wondered what would halt his healing abilities? Could it be that he wasn't focused on it? Or was it something else. Kadaj stared closely at the scene and seemed stumped. His shoulder was throbbing from the pain and the poison was wreaking havoc through out his body. Immense pain was echoing through his carcass. He inhaled deeply and it cause the pain to lessen a bit. 

Suddenly something clicked in his head. “He needs oxygen and focus to heal!” The reason Mark's arm and legs weren't healing was because of two things. First his healing abilities were manual, it needs him to activate it first. Second, since healing would most likely be a very energy consuming task for the cells so a constant flow of one of the main energy sources, oxygen, is required. So when that flow isn't maintained, that function becomes null. Kadaj wanted to concoct a plan based off this new information but he knew he wouldn't have much time as a fist came bursting of of the rock bed followed by another. And soon Mark was crawling his way back to life and in a moment's notice. Kadaj bounced from right to left to see how loose he was. His body was the felt the same to his surprise but the pain was ever present. But he'd been trained as an assassin so pain was nothing to him. His foe stood 40 feet away and unsheathed two more daggers. Kadaj resumed bouncing on his feet. Because of the injury on his leg any blocking he did would have to come from the pure power in his arm, no leg support. 

He tracked Mark as he took off towards the left and leaped off into a frontflip then descending upon Kadaj. As a dagger cut through the wind it pinged off a round shield, Kadaj rolled to the left as another blade came towards him. Mid roll he felt that same dagger slash his side. The introduction to that pain was a shock at first but as it melded with the rest of the pain Kadaj was as okay as he could be. The instant he rose up he sprinted once again pushing his feet to the limit. His velocity was great and within a small amount of time Kadaj would have closed the gap between them. Unknowingly his body acted before his mind could comprehend. Kadaj tossed his shield at near supersonic speeds. Putting all the strength he could muster into the throw. He stopped and reached for the dagger embedded in his chest. Kadaj wrenched it out and tossed it at a declining slope while at the same time letting off an optic blast aimed a bit lower. Being the lighter of the two objects the dagger sailed through the air faster. And as it connected with the shield a foot away from its target, both of their flight paths were altered. The dagger glided up and was headed straight for Masrk's windpipe while the shield was ready to takeout his knees. But then the optic blast made contact with the shield, this caused another change and now while the blast was ready to burn a hole through Mark's midsection the shield was going to impact his shins. 

The full body attack was going to completely put Mark down if it was successful. Kadaj smiled as he remembered the videos he watched of Andferne's battle with the Illustrious Villain Gambler. He replayed in his mind, Andferne launching the disk shaped shield while firing an optic blast of pure kinetic energy at it. He could see the trajectories changing as the two projectiles made contact. He'd imagined himself doing this many times but never got the chance to do it until now. And with the tweak he added, he did exactly what he should do as the torchbearer... become better.                  

His attack went off course. Leaving him with two easily healed cuts. But his heated blast did a bit more damage, taking out a big chunk of his rib cage. The shield slid on the ground still rotating a bit before coming in contact with a large stone on the ground. It came to a stop and the first part of his plan was in effect. All though Kadaj could have brought his shield right back to him with the enchantments but he chose not too. Hand to hand combat was lacking in this fight and he felt that up close confrontation was needed to bring this too a close. Mark took the initiative and jumped straight at him. As soon as he landed Mark stepped to the side and Kadaj a hard blow to the shoulder. Had it not been for the adamantium lacing his skeletal structure he would have suffered from a broken shoulder. The blow had knocked him off balance and luckily that threw his body out of the way of his next attack. But then Mark grabbed a hold of his hand and gave him a hard blow straight to the belly. 

Kadaj doubled over, stumbling with the pain. Mark had retreated after his attack once again but this time he wasn't taking defense immediately. Mark had hefted up a large rock and tossed it at Kadaj. He stood for a second trying to gather himself. The rock was getting closer every second and the pain that was filtering its self throughout his body was beginning to take a toll on him mentally. As the rock neared a bit more Kadaj quickly took a step to the right side and grabbed one end of the enormous rock. Using his superior strength he reversed its momentum and spun around with it twice before releasing it. The rock headed towards the stone above Mark's position. It crashed into the stone causing a truckloads worth of large debris to fall down on top of Mark. 

Kadaj then summoned his shield and it found its way onto his left arm. He took off to the left, approaching Mark from an angle. He shot off a super heated Optic blast at Mark before picking up the bag of weapon's he dropped. He peeled it open and took out three poisoned blades. He launched one at the rock flying down and it pinged off it heading straight down towards Mark's head. Kadaj held one in his hand and placed the other behind his shield. 

“You hope that we make it out alive yet you serenade my body with poison. You speak lies my friend. You want me dead for the sake of what? A Win in a tournament. How could you bring a weapon like this to a simple tournament? This can cause ever lasting damage to me and would you care in the least bit? I think not. Because if you were willing to use these on me your willing to do anything ruthless enough to gain a “victory.” Your no worse than a vile, wretched villain. And nothing you could ever do from this point on will change that.” 

Kadaj's dreary eyes sharpened as he spoke out against his opponent. This man belonged to a team of people who believed in balance. Who were willing to maintain the peace. Surely he knew that using poison Knives on a protect of truth and Justice wasn't in favor of his cohorts ideals. Was Mark even associated with them? That was a question Kadaj couldn't answer. But as the violent winds returned and the pain continued to attack his corpse He could only hope that this fight was reaching its end.         

Mark's hard blow to the shoulder hit perfectly, but somehow Kadaj wasn't feeling the pain in the assorted blow. As Kadaj lost his balance Mark had grabbed his arm and landed the blow he had aimed into Kadaj's chest. watching as Kadaj doubled over Mark  undoubtibly stood ready . Ready for the attack Kadaj would pull towards Mark.  Since Mark had thrown the giant rock. It inched closer and closer to Kadaj as if Kadaj didn't care. Then at the last second Kadaj had took a step to the right. He then proceeded to grab the side of the rock and twirl twice reversing the momentum Mark had laid on the rock. Standing there awed Mark watched as Kadaj let go of the rock and settled it towards the top of Mark's position.

As the rock neared Mark's face completly witened. He couldn't tell if he was going to be able to get away , but he knew he would have to try no matter the odds. Bending down Mark lifted up and jumped away from the falling debres where he had previously been standing. Rolling alittle forwards he narrowly dodged it and stood straight. Standing straight Mark noticed his opponent  running left at a angle from where he was standing now.

Kadaj let out a large super heated Optic blast towards Mark . Mark  couldn't dodge it and watched in horror as his right arm teared right off. Immediatly he watched as his arm flew back behind him. Dropping down he sat on his knees grimicing at the pain of his arm being gone. As he looked up wincing he tooke several deep, quick, and thought out breaths which started to heal his arm.

The healing first with the bone which started from Mark's upper body towards his fingers. When the bone had settled his muscle started to circle around the bone until it made up a disfigured looking arm. as the last part settled the pain eased. The skin started taking over the arm and the flesh became hidden. This only took about a minute but in that minute Mark saw Kadaj had been busy.

Kadaj held the bag Mark had thrown away. Mark had miscalculated and now his opponent had a couple of poision daggers in his hands. Mark proceeded to getting up quickly as Kadaj took a dagger out and threw it at the rock. Jumping right the dagger pinged off the rock and towards where Mark's head had been when he was standing.Mark was equaly impressed with Kadaj's aim but what Kadaj said next infurated him.

"You hope that we make it out alive yet you you serenade  my body with posion.You speak lies my friend. You want me dead , for the sake of what?A Win in  a tournament. How could you bring a weapon like this to a simple tournament? This can cause ever lasting damage to me and you care  in the least bit? I think not. Because if your willing to use these on me  your willing to do anything ruthless enough to gain a "Victory." Your no worse than a vile,wretched villian.And nothing you could ever do from this point on can change that."

The last sentence put a thorn in Mark's body. He wasn't going to take this from some Andfrene wannabe that was challenging everything he stood for . Clenching his jaw about to let out some profound language he stopped. If Kadaj wanted to speak in words like "Serenade" than Mark was going to speak in a civilized matter.  Standing up Mark bent over and pick up the dagger that was aimed at his head.

" How could you challange me on who I am. This dagger was pointed at me from you . Your just as bad as anyone else. You introduce hate into your mind like everyone else. Hate is something you can't get rid of . It's part of everything . Yin and Yang are evil and good . They intertwine . I choose to be both yet you ,  some one who thinks he knows who I am who can't find his own identity cannot truly have the audacity to tell me who I am. You don't know how hard it is to keep balance. Sometimes I get lazy and i'll just let things flow. This is my first tournament and you have the audacity to tell me who I truly am.... You have no right's "

Done with his speech Mark's face turned vile for the first time. Dropping the dagger he had been pointing at Kadaj he ran. He more like bolted but ran towards his opponent. This time he didn't jump but ran straight towards his opponent. Pulling his left arm back he pushed it forwards towards Kadaj's face .  Then dropping down he attempted to grab Kadaj's leg, then he attempted to break Kadaj's leg with his super strength.

Knowing he wasn't done yet Mark stood straight like a bullet before trying to kick Kadaj in the lower abdonomn . then pulling back he could finally return back to the real world.  Jumping back Mark stood straight with absolute hate towards Kadaj's face. Then he muttered to himself .."... No Right's"

It seemed no matter what he did Mark simply couldn't be put down. He'd buried him under rocks, burnt a whole through his rib cage, stab him with a poisoned dagger and blew his arm completely off. Yet he just healed up and kept coming. Every attack followed by another, the next more vicious than the last. But when Kadaj spoke against him. Against Mark and his methodology. It changed things. Kadaj's words hurt Mark emotionally. And no healing power could do anything to fix that. Kadaj's words saved his life as well. Calling him out on his use of deadly weapons seemed to make him desert these weapons. And Kadaj knew he didn't have enough in him to take another dagger to any part of his body. As Mark charged at Kadaj, the blue boy scout simply watched. No defensive stances, nothing. As the balance keeper launched a powerful punch aimed at Kadaj's nose, he smiled before bringing his shield up in front of the attack. He could feel the pressure from the blow but his arm didn't move one bit. The Torchbearer let his arm drop down to his side and felt a huge amount of pressure crash into his legs. Kadaj fell to the floor. Once again adamantium had saved him from suffering a broken leg. He placed his shield up again and Mark's heel headed straight into the round disk shaped piece of metal. Kadaj coughed up blood. The Poison was still in effect and the spread had finally been complete. As hard as it was Kadaj got up. He used the lasting strength he had to stand up straight and speak these last words to Mark.

“There is good and there is evil. There's black and there's white. You can be either or you can be neither. But when you take such a stance you cannot let things just flow because your feeling Lazy. Because once you decide to allow evil to spread its get's harder to stop. Yes, I used your own weapons against you, but I came into this battle ready for a knockout while you came looking for a kill. Right off the bat you used deadly moves on me while I was sticking to just my hands and my shield. I had to adapt to the circumstances you put me in or die. You say I have no idea how hard it is Being a peace keeper but being a hero is no easy job. Its a lifetime commitment. Its not only taking down bad guys and having colorful suits. Its about being morally good and showing that in the face of all dangers. Its about making the right decisions to protect justice. Its not just a color. Its a symbol. A symbol that represents hope in the right way. And by Killing me you kill a part of the symbol that I represent as well as make yourself look like nothing more than a villain. I even see the vile look on your face. You claim that I'm filled with hate yet you look at me as if you really want to kill me. You cannot continue doing things this way Mark and if I can't reach you verbally then I'll just have to reach out to you with my visor.”Turning the notch all the way up, he blasted the side of the ground and left a crater the size of a football field in the ground. The burnt land was very visible and you could feel the heat escaping from it. “I leave it in your hands now.”

Dude...you didn't beat meXD

Not what the judges said :P

"Not what the judges said :P"

Well if you dont believe them would like to try again? So far the record is me 2 you 0

2..WTF..?

This and the one with Revan and even if i didnt finsh you in that one, I had you beat you cant deny that.

lol..bull crap. Playing...

lol I'm still up 2 so if you ever wanna even the score, shoot me a pm :P

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