Battle In The Grass

With back against tree and eyes shut in slumber, Xavier rested his weary body atop the higher branches of an elderly oak tree, waiting. Long has he waited for the fight that was going to happen today, between one whom he would go so far as to call enemy, though he was unsure if the other saw him the same. If one were to stumble upon him as he slept, or on any day for that matter, they would find the body that once pulsed with power, held no more than a dim light to what it once was. His power rested not on the hopes of killing through destructive attacks, but with how he would work his own hands and feet into the battle, over powering his opponents through the most basic form of combat.

Once the man he was set to set battle against had arrived upon the lands. Ace stepped forward from the shadows, making himself visible to anyone who would look. Ace slowly started to take a few more steps forward towards his opponent, the sound of crashing metal spread across the clearing for a slightly moment with each step that he took. On his torso, he had no armor, but a simple muscle shirt to keep his body exposed to any radiant sparks that might occur during the impact of egos between these two men. Around his waist, he had long straps of metal armor, sliding down all the way to his knees. his legs were covered in shorts as below his knee was simply covered by some more golden armor keeping his legs fully covered to anyone eyes. He came to a stop, across his opponent a few yards away from him, the long sword resting upon its case on his back trebling as ace was nervous towards the out come of the fight. "Hmmm, since you are the challenger, you go first." he whispered, spreading his legs apart from one another, waiting for the first move to be made.

Eyelids peeled themselves away from the bright blue orbs they kept in the darkness, which would ordinarily allow one to step from the shadows of their eyelids, but this was not the case. For Xavier it kept him locked away within the shadows that his lids provided him, allowing him only to see what moved. Pulsations of white echoed from beyond his peripherals, causing his gaze to wander along their lines until they met a glimmering white form within the darkness. The ability to see who it was had been lost once Ikan had been activated and he now saw only through atomic displacement, seeing anything which distorted the atoms around it.

He blinked once, effectively removing Ikan from play so that he could see just who it was who was now standing beneath him. He nodded to himself, seeing as it was Ace Legend, and stood himself from the branch upon which he lay. "Very well then." With a gentle and quick shove downwards with his legs his body was thrown from the tree, taking part in a fluid and expert flip. Throughout the flip a number of things happened, one was the readying of his body for the attack that was to come by tensing of muscles which was followed by the condensing and then hardening of the air further down though not of elemental means.

Due to the fact that the flip was done in such away that it would be prolonged until the ground came along made it possible for what happened next. The air which had been condensed and hardened was soon placed beneath Xaviers foot, allowing him to push back against it to shove himself forward. His body was thrown downwards at a sharp speed and angle, flipping himself forward so that his feet were again pointed to the ground, though still raised to an angle so they were not pointed directly down. The way he had thrown himself made it so that he would be thrown down, directly towards Aces chest for a drop kick of sorts, though if it hit his feet would follow through with is, slamming his body to the ground. On the chance he missed, he would merely follow through with the gained momentum, rolling himself away.

Once the eyes of Xavier had landed upon him, a small chemistry was felt within the area. This was not the only time they had met head to head, and it most likely wouldn't be the last. As the wind started to become harder against his body, a low sound as if someone was whistling. The case wasn't that a creature was whistling, it was the wind rubbing off thru the smallest cracks upon his armor, creating the sound that astounded the area. Slowly Ace's hands closed hard into a fist, letting him know that he was ready for whatever he had stored for him.

"Hmmm lets see what you can do." he said, raising both hands up to his chest. He started to wonder if this was all he could do at the moment, he could feel the lack of energy within his body, wondering if he should make it fair and fight him with no powers. He would decide as the fight went on, watching her come running to him, doing some flips upon the air eventually getting himself set in a drop kick position to try and hit him. Quickly Ace pushed his hands forward, his palm pushing against your feet causing a small amount of pain around it stopping your attack right on its tracks. "My turn" he quickly whispered. Not wanting to waist time in talking as much.

Quickly without giving him a second to regain his stance. Ace reached with his right hand for the sword, getting a grip on the handle sliding it off its case. The poisonous blood racing thru his veins showed how nervous and exited he was to actually fight this man. Knowing that each one of them thought that they were better than the other and this would resolve that and actually set the true best out of them. Once it was out of its case, Ace pushed his whole body towards the left, going all the way around doing a 360 with the sword extended out in front of him. Slashing straight at your torso, hoping to cause some sort of damage.

It was a small curling of the lips which over took his face yes, yet it was a smug curl of the lips all the same. This simple action held beneath it such an arrogant feeling that it could not only be seen, but more or less felt through the face of the man whom wielded it and he wielded it for good reason. The act of blocking that Ace had taken upon himself to utilize was flawed for a number of reasons, the most important of which was that he allowed for a sudden stop to be done. With this sudden stop, with the help of quick thinking, came the bending and bowing of knees as Xavier let the muscles relax which would soon have the effect of a depressed coil spring. The allowed area of bending wasn't to great, going from around 180 degrees, flat, to approximately 100 degrees before pressure was placed down against the hands which held him, pushing himself out and up from Ace, before he would have the time to finish his attack.

At the time that his feet would press against the soft soil of the earth Aces hand would still be removing the blade, around halfway from the sheath that the blade had once lay in. Even though Ace would undoubtedly wish to stop his blade removal, momentum would most likely not allow him to due so as he had attempted to remove it in a hurry. Such a principle of physics would work against the wielder of the blade and at the same time it would work well for the one whom went against the wielder, giving him a rather large opportunity for some serious damage if it was taken quick enough. Such was the case here with the man whom finished his flip, Xavier, and now followed through with it, allowing his body to move both down and forward to ready himself.

With the proper alignment of the body complete, a 30 degree drop from the would be 30 degrees his body would have fallen into from the flip, and right foot placed behind left he pushed forward into a sprint of sorts. The runner, Xavier, took only two steps, 2 foot distance each and 1/2 a second a step, before both feet were planed firmly against the ground and his right hand lashed out. As the hand, the stronger of his two, lashed out with a quick jab the tips of the Metacarpal bones began a rapid mutation, pushing out sharp extensions to act as make shift blades. Such a sharp attack done with such fluid movements and precision would be hard or near impossible to simply block and one would be hard pressed to dodge in time. On the off chance that the attack did hit, then the fist which held the jutting bones would push itself aside, breaking the extensions off within the chest of Ace.

Ace could not help but to laugh at how quickly and easy he was able to move away from the attack, he knew that he had something planned. Although he wasn't the only one with a plan, his plan was to simply murder and destroys him as fast as possible before anything else could happen. "You shall fall to me." he yelled, quickly turning around to face him face to face once more. This time, he had some sort of fluid stroking towards him in attempt to hurt him. He shock his head, kneeling down, pushing his feet down so he would be jumping off towards the opposite direction. Quickly, Ace raised his hands, covering his face from such fluid. Although he was far enough for the fluid to not even touch him, but the simple air that was created from it creating a small slash upon his wrist making some blood poor down thru his hands and the sharp end of the blade. Quickly looking up at his blood, licking the wound slightly tasting his own blood. "Hmm been a long time since I seen my own blood, too bad no more will be spilled today." he said in a calm tone of voice, confident on what he was doing.

Once he looked back up towards Xavier, he noticed his approach with his fist. Aiming towards his chest not letting him do so. Quickly Ace raised his hand up that held the sword right before his hand. So if he was to try and hit his chest, he would get cut with the blade that was blocking his chest. Quickly he turned back shaking his head, knowing that he have had enough of play time and that he needed to get serious. Quickly his eyes lost their aqua blue color, leaving nothing but the color of the snow to his eyes. Speaking towards Xavier, sounding as if there were two monsters trying to talk at the same time. "Today Xavier, is your down fall, prepare for battle." he screamed, raising his hands up stopping right on his head level. The clouds upon the area started to cover the skies soon leaving nothing but dark clouds twisting and mixing with one another.

Once the Clouds were at a certain state of mind, the wind started to pick up, the dirt and rocks that surrounded you raising up, dancing around you in a circular motion mixing with the air that was twirling from the sky creating a large tornado around you. Not harming you but closing in on your close enough to where there were only a few inches away from it. Quickly Ace regain its natural eyes color, getting his blade ready for battle running towards the tornado mixing with the wind that surrounded you making me none visible to see at the moment from the clouds that were racing around you. Quickly ace started running around it, using the air pushing against his back to increase his speed, sliding the blade out towards where you were going around aiming to cut you in half all over the place.

If the time had allowed him to shake his head, he most likely would have due to the failed maneuver on his opponents part. Unlike what he would normally do at this point, he took the shot that had been layed out so perfectly for him. He tightened up his fist just before impact was made, increasing the amount of damage that would be taken on his opponents part. His fist made contact, the sharp bones protruding from his knuckles breaking through the skin whilst the impact shattered his spinal cord. Rather than remove his fist and the bones from Aces back, he broke them off inside by wrenching his hand aside. A quick command with his mind before the link was severed cased them to push forward, drilling through his body and lungs before coming out the other side. Though Ace was effectively finished at this point, Xavier still did not drop his guard, then again, he never let his guard down.