Kakuzu Star Strax Saxert Sweeney Freddy Ikuto Starling Dream Houkou Bloodbane Psychic V.S Claire Legend

my gravestone sits in the middle of a Wasteland, it is a wolf howling at the full moon, the moon floating. The Wasteland is full of black and purple roses, and also pictures of my Triumphs and Failures each on a different side of the wasteland. There is one picture that sits next to my gravestone, it is a failure, but a triumph at the same time, it is a picture of me and Wyatt, at our weakest points, fighting to the end, the last battle i had ever done. My weapons are all around the Wasteland, sticking into rocks. My keyblades, Sickle, daggers, and the sword that Tyrael gave me.

On the gravestone:

Kakuzu Star Strax Saxert Starling Sweeney Freddy Ikuto Dream Houkou Bloodbane Psychic
June 2008
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June 15th 2009
"I love all my friends, my Family, my ex's, even most of my rivals...
except phil. He can go rot. Tyrael. You may take your sword if you
want."

Kakuzu sits on his gravestone. on the floating moon. "Welcome to my grave. Please make yourself at home. and if you want i can get you some land here cheep... if you get what im saying." He snaps his fingers and all the weapons around the Wasteland fly to him. the Major ones being the Blade of Morpheus (Tyraels blade) his keyblade, a mix of Oblivion and Oathkeeper, called the Necrotic Mix. And of course he held Russian Reaper's Scythe. Also he held a new weapon. The Warhammer of Varris. A Barrier Shield appears around the planet. When one of them dies, this shield would automatically resurrect them. These were the Shields used in Anthony's Tournament.

Though she had no idea why she was in this place, she knew for a fact she was here for a reason; and she wouldn't do one damn thing to question her existence amongst these rotten Black leaves of the graveyard. "Um." Round Grey eyes shifting around; showing how much of a confusion insisted on penetrating one's soul; which is hers. It was not dark night time, nor was it light day time either. Inbetween, that is. The sun, fairly going down beneath the horizon, and setting to bring upon the two persons yet to meet the sacred darkness. It was apparent how Claire Legend had set herself up for this, though she still. Till now. Had no sort of idea what this truly was.

Her eyes continued to shift around the surroundings, sparkling with hidden emotions to how she contemplated on leaving this place just on the same second she pressed the bottom of her foot against its sandy ground. Hesitation filled her brains; preventing her from taking one more step further, though the sight of a specific dagger attracted her attention. It wasn't that viewable, for her senses of vision were not granted that much of excellence. She was still able to see the bit of details it had on the surface. Something about said sword seemed familiar to Claire, even though it the date of visualizing it ahead of her was simply.. Less than 5 seconds ago.
Shaking head sideways at her actions, the woman slid both her hands into the cashmere wood beautifyed pockets of her blouse; beginning to take the risk of roaming around this foreign place.

"No, wait." She mumbled to herself, her eyes swiftly shifting around once more. "Oh, shit." The saliva ran down her throat, her hand reaching down till the tip of her fingers touched the leathered material of her boots. She quickly took the simplified handgun out of the rope that wrapped it around her long shoe, and stepped backwards a few. "I remember now," Claire stated, in the form of a mumble still. Voice raising, highly pitching, notes getting louder by each word. "Come out, come out; wherever you are." There was only one disadvantage. Her equipment. They were still in the carriage; holding down the horse that got her here.

Silence was essential.

Kakuzu opened his coffin and stepped up and out. "Hello my Student. How how hast thou been?" He laughed, having all his weapons on his body. He simply popped a jawbreaker in his mouth. His white fur was giving off an aura of white. his golden eyes penitraiting into hers. "Fancy meeting you here. you must be my opponent. lets see how much you have grown."

Kakuzu entered a fighting stance. He readied himself for one hell of a fight. "Lady Claire... you must attack first. remember my rule for myself?" Kakuzu closed his eyes for a moment, he was out of practice, after all he was dead for about half a year.

A sudden jump, yet slight one was made as she heard the creaking voice of the coffin while it was opening. "What in the land of God..?!" Claire yelled, surprised, and much afraid of what was going to come out of the coffin, for she didn't have any fighting weapons with her, or even by her side to defend herself against any attack whatsoever. Her Grey round eyes then widened, seeing it was Kakuzu which escaped the hole of death. "K.. Kakuzu? You're my opponent?" She let a slight chuckle escape her lips; looking sideways, as some memories passed her mind. "Well, I sure hell am not going to kill my trainer." A smirk played on her lips; decorating her whole face with playful expressions.

Biting on her bottom lip as she heard his request, in the form of an apparent statement, she simply applied a nod. "I do remember the rules, but you'll have to excuse me. I need to get my... Stuff, from the carriage over there." Her arm rose up from aside of her right hip, and pointed out the spot where her equipment were at. "I will... Be right back, Kakuzu." As she started to jog towards the carriage, waiting not for his acception; her steps became slower, and she was simply quick-walking. 'This has to be over, fairly. He has helped you before, and now it's your chance to prove him you've improved.' She shook her head, letting out yet another chuckle full of sarcasm. "How ironic." She stated; her hand pulling forward towards the carriage's bottom; carrying a bag full of steeled weapons. "Alright. Black sheath, check. Silverical Norman sword, check. The Gunatum of Horidia, check." She mumbled; sweeping them out of the bag, and holding them in her left hand. "That's all I need."

Speed. "Aye," She exclaimed to her former teacher; finally coming back from her short journey.

Kakuzu laughed. "so unorganized... i wonder if she will get pissed when i use wind to my advantage." He shrugged. "oh well I just want to win." Kakuzu wondered what weapons he should use first. He decided on his Blade of Morpheus and he held it in front of him, guarded and ready.

"Now," As she was just starting to complete her sentence, or actually start it; she got cut off by his own whispers to himself. 'So much of a disbeliever.' Her thoughts spoke loudly.., within her craving mind. She shook her head yet again, and began walking close towards Kakuzu. "You know, teacher.. I thought you knew that a fight wasn't just about win, and loss; but about learning from how you lost." Claire paused for a bit, her body walking in very slow steps around the relived being. "I thought people such as you taught other students that they not only succeed in their work after a hard time, but take observation of what they've done wrong so that the next time would be easier." One of her hands let all her weapons rest on the ground, with a rusty sound; blades coming together in the sand fielded spot. "I guess I was wrong."

Standing behind him, Claire took out the simplified handgun, and pointed out straight towards the back of Kakuzu's neck. "For teaching me, wrongly." Wrapped hand around the gun, finger slowly pressing the trigger; michivously letting it go. Two bullets at a time was what her gun's ability was capable of. Swift, yet smooth; hitting one's unknown moistened old skin. The old-aged man standing before her had been aimed, and she knew for a fact all she needed to do so that she would gain her pride, and royalty back was to either vanquish him, or give him the chance of surrendering. The two bullets flew off in slow-motion at first; Claire acknowledging Kakuzu would soon turn his body around to sight her. The bullets accelerated as they went straight ahead, directed through the windy atmosphere that he once allowed her to control towards the slightest smallest bone occupying his body. His ear's ossicles. Right aside of his stirrup, and malleus. Each bullet, at each ear.

Kakuzu laughed and ducked, the bullets clipping the tops of his ears, he winced. He turned around and smirked. "I'm Psychic, remember Claire?" He reached a hand out, wanting to end this quickly. He tried to crush her, focusing on a certain spot in space, if she were to move he would simply crush a different part of her, but never the less. Kakuzu's Blade of Morpheus floated from his hand, resting in the air.

"'Course you are. Still a sinner, Kakuzu." The words flowed out of her mouth, as she gracefully set her feet apart. "Not soon." Her smirk widened at his wince, as she let her the hand that carried the gun drop to her side. The surface of her hand touching the exterior of her thigh. She secretly pointed the gun ahead, and forward; two more bullets slipping off the hole. Covered by a transparent aura she had placed while having the gun at the side of her leg. Her finger pressing on a specific magnetic button that allows the bullet to run off so fast, it's not even visualizable. The unseen bullets quickly shot towards Kakuzu's edge of right hip; and with him not being capable of seeing the bullets, he would gratefully not move from his place; allowing the two bullets to hit each side of hip of his. Just like what occured with his ears.

Claire's eyes moved upwards to where the Morpheus blade stayed at rest. "Ha. Guess you have the privilege of using that precious weapon of Tyrael's." She allowed the smirk to slowly decrease, her lips uncurling, and her eyes gazing back down to him. The sound of the gun crashing against the ground, made a tun; caused by the little rocks carved in the dry sand. "Now, let's see. I'm weaponless. All my stuff are on the ground, and here I am.. All yours. Let me see what you've got, Mr. Fake Teacher."

(you didnt dodge my psychic crush, If you had, prove me wrong but if you didnt you have lost, Ace didnt let me fix my mistake same for you)

Kakuzu sensed the high speed moving through the air. He smelled the gun powder. He used psychic to move The Blade of Morpheus down, blocking one of the bullets, Kakuzu moved to the side as the other bullet grazed his side. he was unphased however. He finished crushing. He broke her ribs with this crush, piercing her heart. "Young Claire, you must always remember to move. for you have lost by being slothful. may you rest in piece.

(if you do die from this, which is the aim, i will put you into the coffin and res you XD)

[Brandon.. You didn't even apply an attack. If you did, I didn't understand it; and I'm sorry for it. He reached a hand out, wanting to end this quickly. He tried to crush her, focusing on a certain spot in space, Is that supposed to be an attack? >_> I didn't get it. I read it more than 3 times till now, and still don't understand. Plus. You just modded. If it -actually was- an attack, how do you know it pierced her heart, and not some other place? You didn't state it in your first post. I would have gotten it, and understood. He finished crushing. He broke her ribs with this crush, piercing her heart. Does this not seem like a mod to you?]

[Grr. I just made an OOC post. xD Retype, Brandon. Retype, dear.]

(trying to crush with psychic. focusing on a spot in space. you are a spot in space. if you moved out of the certain spot in space you would have evaded it. as for the follow up attack, i put that because hadnt moved out of the way of my attack. it should have been obvious it was an attack from the fact i said "trying" instead of "wanting" when i said trying to finish this quickly. you will type your dodge and then use whatever attack you need, and i will respond accordingly.)

Lines of Black shadings circling her irises moved up, just as quick as her pupils did. She sighted the movement of his hand with such swift glance. A shook of a head was made, and her foot pressed harshly to the ground; carrying her upwards, the curved body of hers rolling to one corner, and flipping sideways; her left hand reaching down for the Silverical sword of Norman. As she was still in the slow motion of landing upon the pale Brown coloured sand, she put up the horizontal large widened steel of the sword ahead of her body; straight, yet veritcal. Mistaken grip. The sword almost slipped off her hand, and the speed of the other one coming at her was as fast as sound; causing the back of her hand to be severly slashed by the Psychic power. "Fuck..., My God, Kakuzu!!" Claire yelled, at the top of her lungs. Quickly, The Norman sword, giving to her by her step father, one adopting her - having told it had certain abilities to push back any Psychiatric attack. It gave off the reflection of the powerful sources gained by -thee- Morpheus; refracting it right back towards Kakuzu; after being able to hold it back up, and prevent another damage from being done.

And once again,

"'Course you are. Still a sinner, Kakuzu." The words flowed out of her mouth, as she gracefully set her feet apart. "Not soon, mí dear." Her smirk widened at his wince, as she let her the hand that carried the gun drop to her side. The surface of her hand touching the exterior of her thigh. She secretly pointed the gun ahead, and forward; two more bullets slipping off the hole with yet another attack of hers; after pressuring her index finger against the trigger. Covered by a transparent aura she had placed while having the gun at the side of her leg. Her finger pressing on a specific magnetic button that allows the bullet to run off so fast, it's not even visualizable. The unseen bullets quickly shot towards Kakuzu's edge of right hip; and with him not being capable of seeing the bullets, he would gratefully not move from his place; allowing the two bullets to hit each side of hip of his. Just like what occured with his ears.

[Had to keep that second attack. -Shrugs-
There you go.]

Kakuzu smelled the gunpowder and quickly sensed the bullets. He pulled his blade of Morpheus down and blocked one entirely. The other one he managed to move away from. However it still caused a scratch on his hip. He growled and stomped on the ground, a boulder flew from the ground. "Remember little one, im Elemental also..." Kakuzu pushed the boulder at Claire with ease. He then grabbed sand and tossed it in the air. "Fire" He breathed fire from his mouth, causing the sand to turn to glass, he then shattered the glass and used his powers over earth to push the shards at Claire, aiming the shards for her neck, and heart, the shards flew faster than the boulder, so they would reach her before it did.

Kakuzu laughed lightly and pulled out Varris's Warhammer he held it ready. The Blade of Morpheus was still floating around him. Reapers Scythe floated off his back. It floated around him. as it floated Kakuzu's face became half covered by a skull mask. It was actual skull, and he wasnt impared by it. Slowly the scythe created more and more Bone Armor.

Spotting his hand push down the ground to bring up the boulder ahead of her, Claire froze in her place; her upper body arching forward, however. A slight breeze of wind hit the atmospheric air ahead of her; with Claire leaning onwards; trying to get to the boulder before the shards got to her. Her hands reaching to the front; using the boulder as her own defense. "Thank you, Kakuzu." She smiled. Nay, smirked; lifting up the boulder with much of her strength to prevent the majority of shards from damaging any other layers of her skin. "Gahhh.." It was too hard still to keep the boulder up, for she haven't allowed herself to use non-existent Elemental forces, but the one already enabled to her by the man titled as her opponent.

Growling underneath her breath, Claire found herself slightly hit on the forehead by the ground's few semi-minimized rocks as a result of the fiery possession of sand that Kakuzu applied. "You just wish to murder me, so that you would win this. But no, teacher. No." The angered woman by ignorant attitude stated yet again; slipping from under the boulder, and standing right infront of the man. Her hand reached down for The Gunatum of Horidia. Said name was given to an enormous, yet rather light curvy dagger; emitted from her own previous battles. It's a gift that had been growing each year, 'Till the magical sensation of the dagger occured. She lifted it up ahead of her head; pointed the thin, calculated sharp tip of it towards Kakuzu; caring less about the weapons that surrounded his upper atmospheric area. A swiftful sway of a hand was made, as she let the tip of the dagger attempted to come across Kakuzu's surface of neck; waving at the edge of his skin, trying to cause atleast a severe scratch. It was long, curved, and she was close.

.Waiting for Haemorrhage.

Kakuzu raised an arm, it wasnt covered by the bone yet. He used his arm to block hers, causing pain to shoot up his arm, a cut also appeared on his arm. he glanced at it and noticed that it was because the blade of the dagger had hit him. he smiled and then laughed. "Young Apprentice, you have no ideas on what my intentions are. you havent a clue what the future holds. You also make foolish mistakes by moving so close." Kakuzu snapped his fingers and the Blade of Morpheus jabbed at her stomach, in the attempt to skewer her. The scythe hurled itself at Claire's back, In the attempt to hit the back of her neck, to decapitate her. Kakuzu let the hammer rise above him and slam itself down. He tried to grab onto young Claire's arm so she couldnt move, using the skull on his head to bash her skull in, via headbutt.

The armor stopped appearing because the scythe was used. the forehead and the left half of the face was covered by skull. The upper arms were covered as were his hands but the lower arms were bare. the front of his legs were covered by bone as was his feet. His chest and back had bone plating however his sides were still open. As Kakuzu talked the skulls mouth moved with him.

A smirk played on her lips at the sight of the slightest of pains shooting up his arm. All she really needed to do was cause some damage, and leave him broken in pieces, yet alive somehow - for she knew he died once, and caredless about dying once again. "One; I don't need to have ideas of what you're up to, because I'm just waiting to view said ideas come to reality. Two;" Pausing for seconds, she heard the rest of his sentence become completed; eager to slash him in tiny little bits of halfs right now. "Do -not- call me young. I ain't that little girl you used to know before, Mr. Kakuzu. I, Am, Not, Claire Sutherland. The weakened girl who believed everything," She stopped midways yet again; a gasp escaping her lips at how the blade slashed her Crimson shirt opened from the stomach area. Closely observing the interior hidden inside the shirt, she winced in thoughtful pain; feeling the lines of her belly-button cut, hardly. "I am someone else, and you. You, Kakuzu - Are nothing. Nothing. No one." She stated, once more getting cut off by having his hand reach out for the lower part of her arm. "Let me go, you pervert!" Claire yelled out, taking her arm back from the man's grip. "Touch me again, and I swear you to the forever lasting God. You are dead." Sensing some other object's motion hurrying over towards the back of her neck, Claire leaned on; her head pressed aganist the steel of Kakuzu's chest so that she would be able to dodge the scyth. "Trying to get me distracted. Go to hell." Exclaimed the doubtful woman.

Looking onwards to how certain parts of his body were covered in steel; she shook her head, and pressed against her jaw. She was getting rather irritated by his movements, and it was apparent, for she took more than a few steps backwards. One yard away, atleast. Motively, Claire moved her hand up to her belly-button, and touched the cut edges. A whimper slid out of her mouth, as she she dropped her hand; reaching once more for the handgun she had lost intrest in. "Get at him boy. Don't fail me this time." A pull of a trigger. A shot that was like no other. Two more bullets escaping the head of the gun; and onto their way towards both of Kakuzu's bare sides. Not yet did they approach their seeked position, but she had the secretive spell applied yet again. Transparent movements, One aimed to hit his left side, and crawl up to his heart. The other aimed to fly right from his bare right side, to the interior of the plated bones, and onto his left side of chest. Where both bullets would be united at the heart.

.Awaiting -another- Haemorrhage.

Kakuzu laughed. "go to hell you say? ive been there, you can even ask mandy..." He sniffed and growled once she had moved back. He smelled gunpowder again. He smelled it getting closer. He pulled his sword from the air, deflecting both bullets, however he messed up as they both lodged themselves into his skull helm, knocking him backwards. the force from them giving him a headache. "damn girl what are you trying to do? kill me?" he laughed at the irony. He then pulled his sword up. He smiled and swallowed the Jawbreaker he had in his mouth, that he had since the beginning. He used it to disappear and reappear next to Claire. "Think fast young one."

Kakuzu smiled wickedly. "Krystle's Inferno" Strax's body burst into flames, a pulse of fire blasting from his body. This blast had the same temperature as a super nova, but only if it were touched, it went from "room" temperature to super nova, instead of gradually heating up. The Ground beneath Kakuzu turned into glass as the fire spread across. He let his weapons fly towards young Claire, all of them immune to fire. The hammer went to smash her skull in, the sword went to stab through her chest, the scythe going towards her neck.

"I don't know a Mandy, Kakuzu." She applied, swiftly flipping backwards, and away from him even more. Shifting her eyes to where he currently stood, Claire shook her head quickly; occuring yet another flip to run out of Kakuzu's way. Not fearfully, but smartly, with much intelligence. "Don't go around stucking yourself by my side, Kakuzu. From a distance, isn't that what you've been teaching?" She sarcastically chuckled; hearing his stated words. "Oh, my bad. Fly right back to your grave. I've lost every will to keep you alive, you sick bastard. This ain't gunna be a fair match." Her accent kicked in, as she tried to control it. "Show me more of you, darling."

!SILENCE!

As the fire began to blast out of his body, Claire thought of a couple of things she would be able to do to vanquish the dishonourable man before her. "Respectless you are." She shook her head yet again; dropping all the weapons that lingered in her sweaty hands for long. She needn't none. Yet. The pulse of fire was to be stopped by the closing of one's eyes, and the elemental given spirit come out. "Here it comes." Her eyes opened again. The rush of atmosphere hit the edges of her cheek; swaying her hair backwards, and pushing the strands to slam against her eyes. As the tornado-like wind roamed around the two of them, it started to powerfully draw out the oxygen for the fire, maginificantly dampening it. "Think just as fast, old man." Tightening her arms back together, and around her chest, Claire's other source of element began errupting. As the wind's tornado started to fasten, droplets of water was as well felt along with the burst. It was beginning to increase in its motion, More water. More rainy drops. Reducing the amount of fire, the water finally created a long wave of stream; Water vapour was all that was left. In sweet rhyming essence that is.

Out of the blurry vision Claire had caused herself, she closely observed; focusing on the 3 blades ahead of her. An expression was easy to describe, 'O_O'. "No. Not again. Will you just surrender already?!" Her eyes stayed widened, yet her soul was calmed. She was able to dodge the hammer that went to smash her skull; leaning downwards so that it wouldn't touch her. It did take a few strands of her hair off; causing her to angerly growl. "Kakuzu, you freak! That's my heart you damaged!!" She yelled off, getting back up just for the right time when the sword slashed through her shirt, and showed some slight skin. Though, that was done by her flip to the right side; so that the sword won't fully penetrate her heart. The scyth crashed instantly towards her neck though, for she wasn't able to move anymore. It held her at chock; with Claire gagging, and coughing harshly. The scyth was long gone straddled against the ground, but she was still in pain. Some blood was dryly coughed out, as she was leaning forwards; unable to attack once more.

Pulling all she had of strength, she once again brought up the wind to its original position; the air twirling around in cycles; causing a powerful tornado to hit the surroundings around them. "Strike 1!" She shouted out loud, her breath still yet ragged. Her body began spinning around swiftly along with the wind's motions; the trace of hers getting unsighted. In moments, she appeared behind Kakuzu. Her hand lifted upwards, the wind still roaming around them both. "And," Reaching out for the handguns once more, Claire whispered below her breath; knowing no matter how Kakuzu's psychic powers were strong, they would never be strong enough to recognize what she was up to. Odourless, she insisted. Nodding, Claire moved her head up, and pressed onto the trigger. Two shots. Like the casual. Transparency. Both slipped from the bottom of his sheathed upper part of arm, towards the place where his heart rested. One bullet at a time. Light, and smooth, Simply.. Hardly sensable. "Strike 2."

"Strike Three young Claire, you are out" Kakuzu was still made of fire, the bullets she shot simply blew up as they hit him, he was made of eternal fire, not even water could put him out. the Shrapnel got lodged in the bone armor that was still under the fire, however some of it managed to get through and stuck itself in his back skin. Kakuzu howled in pain. The fire went out.

"PESTILENCE BLAST" Kakuzu yelled in a gruff growling voice, all the sicknesses known blasted from his body, he had tapped into his Horseman power. Gout, Swine flu, bird flu, everything flew from his body as he turned around. His eyes glowed a fiery gold. "You shall die. Exo!" A giant Spider fell to the ground, Kakuzu jumped onto its back, sharing his powers with it, letting it be immune to the sicknesses. Exo rose up, the giant spider being 10 feet tall, it went to bite claire, to send poison, a really deadly poison into her bloodstream.

"Shade!" A shadow creature appears it nods and assumes a Grim Reaper appearance. It grabbed Kakuzu's Scythe and moved behind Claire, going to uppercut, to slice her in half. The Hammer flew around and smashed down, The scythe was coming up at the same time, The Blade of Morpheus stabbed towards her back aiming towards the heart. The bite was coming from front, the stab from back the uppercut from below, the hammer from above. Kakuzu growls. "Die."

Hearing Kakuzu's insane words, Claire shook her head quickly. "Not after Millions of years, Kakuzu. You will not kill me. I will live. For my family. For my son. And most importantly, my husband. Oh, and," She paused for a couple of seconds, realizing the fire within his body was not lit off. "To kill other foolers like yourself." She let the smirk that once occupied her lips curl 'em again; exchanging the previous frown with a widened michievous smile. She watched as her plan semi-worked, and that really was all she needed for the rest to do so.

"Listen up."

Claire stated, slowly approaching Kakuzu; the wind around her gradually calming down more often. "I shall not die." Her eyes shifted to the ground, and the place around her. "Look around you, Kakuzu. We're fighting. In your graveyard. Why do you care for my death? YOU are already dead. Do you not know I have a child to raise, a family to hold strong? Or do you just care about yourself, and want to win this damned tournament? Well. You will not. Bottom line. Period." Exclaiming yet again, Claire spotted the so called Exo, Gigantic spider come out of no where. Looking upwards, the woman lifted an eyebrow. "Well, that sure is not fair. Is it even allowed?" Asking, she pressed down her jaw. Her feet began letting her walk backwards, unwillingly; afraid of what was to come next. "No, Kakuzu. No."

"Norman. NOW!"

Yelling, the Silveric Norman sword landed in her hand, as she sent a shock wave up towards the Spider's long foot. "I. Said. NO!" Quickly, she flipped backwards just the same way she did before; eventually her feet pressuring against one of the Spider's legs. "Hey, Kakuzu." She called his name, her head tilted backwards, and her hair still swaying along with the deccelerating wind. "Uh, what?" Her attention was swiftly caught by the appearence of said Grim Reaper. "Okay, dude. That is totally lame." Claire's words flowed out of her mouth, as she jumped backwards off of the spider. Another back flip was done by the woman as she saw the shade coming over to her. Scary, she thought to herself. Fearless, she believed she was. "Nuh uhh." She teasingly applied to Kakuzu's last word. Spinning around, just as the Grim Reaper's aim to slice her in half occured; causing only her thigh to be severly damaged. Metaphorically a lake of blood dripping from the scar the scyth had done. "Get, away, from, ME!" Claire yelled; her leg pushing forward in an attempt to drop the scyth down off of the shade's hand, and onto hers. She simply reached forward; backing away after her feet finally being set on the sandy ground. "You need to change Kakuzu!" She yelled from a distance. "Atleast I ain't getting others to do my buisness."

Her body swayed to the side; the scyth she took possession of flew towards the back belonging to Kakuzu's. If it went on the right way, it would definitely penetrate his skeleton; through the steel that probably covered his back. [I've sadly forgotten.] And all the way through where his heart rested. She wanted this to be over. She wanted him to either surrender, where she could stop the Scyth by the element of wind; switching it back to gain control of the weapon, or simply allow his second death to be his followed fate on the long path he had taken. "Back to you."

[I'll ignore the Blade of Morph. You didn't even say from where it got out. You just said it stabbed towards her back, aiming towards the heart. One; How the hell did it appear again when we left it somewhere else? Two; Towards her back, aiming towards the heart? O_O Uh..., huh?!]

Kakuzu smirked and held his hand out the scythe appearing it in. "my weapons are filled with psychic claire. they dont hurt me, they cant be used against me" Kakuzu fell off Exo, who was injured kakuzu tumbled onto the ground, making the shrapnel dig deeper into his back, he cried out in agony. Exo disappeared as did shade however Kakuzu stood. "you dont get it. you wernt in the other tournaments. These barriers resurrect anyone who dies within them Anthony used them for that exact reason. Kakuzu laughed. "and as for you wanting me to die... it wont happen, i am after all... your worst nightmare." Kakuzu smiled and began to shine with a white light.

Out of the light Freddy stood, Kakuzu's Demon form. He was covered with the bone armor also, his glove having become gigantic. the claws were the size of katana's. The Blade of Morpheus flew around to Claire, spinning like a drill, aiming for her forehead, The Scythe sliced at claires side, trying to cut her in half again. the hammer pounded the ground 5 times causing boulders to fly from the ground, to try to crush little claire. "and just so you dont touch my weapons again." He growled, the weapons sent out tiny shocks, showing they were filled with high voltage.

Seeing as everything started to fade away, only Kakuzu now standing infront of her. Claire's round Grey eyes gazed into his own; her head tilting sideways still. "I understand pretty well. I've understood, for you've previously stated what you're stating right now. I only want to know one thing though," Claire moved her hand up, slightly scratching her head. "If you're a nightmare, then why the hell aren't I waking up?" She sighed, applying her question before visualizing Kakuzu's body change to some other form.

"Arrghhh.."

Sighting Kakuzu's obvious demonic form, Claire shook her head at how he had become; remembering that somewhere, sometime long ago she had seen said Freddy before. For she sort of felt she was able to deal with him, correctly. The edges of her eyes rose upwards; spotting The Blade of Morpheus flying around her, and spinning like a drill. "The hell is that going to land on, huh?" Claire sarcastically questioned the ignorant looking figure ahead of her; pressing both the bottom of her feet against the grumpy ground below her; allowing the capability of jumping in a high speed; preventing any sort of attachment from the blade.

"Nay, Kakuzu. Not good enough," She shook her head, lazily. The voice of his growl awakening her, so that she could find herself looking up at the pounding hammer; humping the ground. "It's turned on." Humour was indeed needed in their on-going situation. She knew he was getting depressed of this, and she was feeling the exact same. As the scyth began to get closer to her side; she thought of Kakuzu wanting to totally vanquish her presence. Shaking her head, she let out another whimper; not being able to resist the fact of having pain instead of total numbness was essential. Hearing his words, she shook her head once more; her hands trying to hold up the boulder for yet another defense. "Well, this ain't really a weapon. So. Do not blame me." With immense power, Claire put all she had left of strength to push the boulder over, and onto the demon's figure. She knew it would probably cause him no harm, but it would still hold him down for a couple of minutes till the right amount of aura ejaculates from her body so that she would finally use her Black sheath for her own rights. "Stop, Kakuzu. Stop."

[Night, Perry. c:]

Freddy sliced through the boulder with his giant claws, the boulder exploded causing shards of it to slice at Freddy's skin. He growled and then sliced at Claire with his claws. The Blade of Morpheus drilled towards Claires skull, The Scythe went to cut her leg, and the hammer went to break her arm.

*sorry for so short but im tired btw claire, im letting it slide, but you didnt take damage from the last attack, watch yourself*

[O_O -Did take a damage, but forgot to type up the rest of it for some reason; in which I'm sure you do know what that is. I'll repost in a second, -Points down.]

Shaking her head, she let out another whimper; not being able to resist the fact of having pain instead of total numbness was essential. The scyth coldly slashed off the side of her blouse; most of her clothing cut off now. The tip got in too deep, for it was apparent how the blood streaked from the scar that had appeared at her side. "Owww..., Kakuzu...." Whimpering a tad bit louder, Claire held her hand up, and close to her side; the blood streaming down her fingers, and causing her to feel like passing out.

[Which is what I'm about to do. Night once more, Perry dear. ]

(ok my attack stays as it)