Ryou -------Streaa
--------V.S.---------
Hell-----------Frost

--Arena--

--Nethanial's Church--((The terrain is pretty much 100% destroyable))
An old abandoned church which still has the chairs and the stage and all the equipments an ordinary church has.But the spell that keeps undead,demons,devils,etc out is broken.Its quiet here and moss grows form the ceiling.Flowers surround the edges of this church and its never visited.That the very top there is a sharp pole much like a stalagmite.The entrace has two huge statues of a angel that opens her arms out.Behind the stage there is the statue of a devil with a holy spear pierce through his chest."If you insist blood...you won't be getting anything from me..."Hell said peeling apart of his arm to show he was a zombie.Then he recovered it back.

Ryou and Hell walk into the church."I dont like holy places..."Hell said softly."Well i heard this places so called 'holiness' is destroyed.Ryou said walking in without hesitation.Hell looked at the two statues."I really hate holy places."Ryou went into the church and sat on a chair."So we wait for them eh?"Ryou asked Hell."Yes thats what our letter said.Then hell noticed the devil wwith the spear piercing his chest."Agh...Dispicable people."Hell thought.Hell went to a corner.There were flowers.Hell closed his nose and walked away."Heh aint really your stage huh?"Ryou said without looking at Hell only with his eyes on the entrance."Sometimes i hte being dead"Hell said walking to the devil.He jumped onto the spear and smashed it."There..."

Boots clicked against the hardwood floor, the sound ringing out causing the flock of birds to fly out of the broken windows.
"'Ey Frost. The hell's a church?" a voice said out, coming forth from the mouth of a silver haired man with black clothing.
"Some Earth thing, I don't know, thing it's based around the principles of a cult." The boots were accompanied by a metal thump against wood.
The two Elfen beings entered the abold, and looked around. Streea brought a black, leather glove up to wipe his silver hair away from his brow, to give him a proper look of the building. His other hand rested upon Tangi, the white handgun resting on his hip. He would be ready for anything.
Frost on the other hand, did nothing to swipe away the viel of hair which hid his entire head. The glowing eyes from beneath looked over at what Streea had apparently missed. Two men discussing whatever went on in these 'churches'.
"Looks like we're late, Streea." Frost said, raising a gauntleted finger to point at the two.
"Looks like you're right for once, Frost." Streea chuckled, and lowered his hand to the other gun on his belt, Isto, black as night. "So, Frost, how do you suggest we do this? Blaze of fire? Slow and painful? Quick and easy?" a toothy grin stretched across his face, and the two guns were drawn in a blink of an eye.
"Streea, you're far too brash. Seriously, give the poor fucks a chance." Frost grinned along, not that you could see past the snow white hair which hid his face. The only thing visible were the two glowing, colour changing eyes, and the edges of the wolf's grin.
"Fine, you take half the fun out of this. They can have the first move." he stood tall to let his presence be known. The light flooding in through the holed roof shone on his leather shirt and pants, both absorbing and reflecting it. Ah, lovely dwarves, very thick skin, but still flexible. The sword on his back clunked in its sheathe, awaiting a chance to taste blood once more. The pale skinned Drow shuffled his feet, and looked on. "Hello there, deadmeats. My name's Streea Barra, and I'm going to spill your blood."
"Streea don't be an idiot, by the time we're done, there won't be any blood left." Frost looked forward, his arms crossed across his chest now. The sun gleamed off the chainmail he wore all around his body, on his torso, down his arms, and a chainmail skirt as well. Pretty well defended for someone whose only weapon were two guantlets with long claws surrounding his fingers. Metal greaves from the knee down protected his legs, as well. He also happened to be five inches shorter than Streea, so he only came up to about his neck.
"As for me, my name would be Frost Xar'zith. As I said before, when we are finished, there won't be a drop of you left." the wolf's grin poked its way out of those slits in Frost's hair, as he looked at the battle to come. Both he and Streea were hoping not to be disappointed.

"Glad you could make it"Hell said jumping down from the Devil statue pounding against the floor.Hell was pale and didnt seem so excited."So...ready?"Hell asked the two.Hell looked around and didnt see Ryou then he looked up."Ryou!"Hell yelled.Ryou came clashing down the ground from the sharp pole on the ceiling."Heh nice of ya to come.This is the Nathanial Church...i dont know a thing about it but Hell says he would like to tear this place down."Ryou said pulling his loose black gloves."Lets get started"Ryou said as a long sword appeared from his hand.Then a regular size sword appeared and Ryou combined it togetther into one sword.THen with the other hand he summoned the broad sword."Ready whenever you are."Hell reached into his cloak and grabbed Magno Vist.Then he grabbed the Doublet Silver Jaggers and helf them between his fingers.Hell swung his weapons around and jumped back.

"...If we were retarded common folk, that may have been interesting and quite possibly fear inducing." Streea scoffed. "When given the chance of attacking first, use it, instead of putting on a depressing performance which you think looks intimidating." he grabbed the handles of the opposite twin guns, and drew them. "If you wish for this building to be torn down, I am sure Frost would be more than willing to" Streea smirked, before leaping into the air and with but a thought, activated one of the handy skills that came natural to him: levitation. "I'll show you what happens when you waste a chance like that!" Streea yelled, before with another thought, he summoned another natural ability. Two so quickly, this one as useful as before. He summoned an orb of complete darkness, no light could enter the sphere of five feet, and none inside could see, not even magic could help someone in there. Drow naturally fight in the dark, so not being able to see is nothing to them. Fortunatly, Streea wasn't in there. Instead, he was hovering upside down above his foes, and both guns were pointing downwards into the sphere. He let his body take over, as his fingers rapidly pressed down on the triggers of Tangi and Isto, raining down... well a rain of bullets upon his foe. "Frost! Now!"
"If you say so" Frost smirked, and spread his arms out wide. Streea apparently wanted out quickly. "O eilol kyr os Aili, kal ti sia vyrdaes sai thaeji toli aelaestor sai si baesia tysi" Frost said in the ancient tongue of the Elves, the colours in his eyes changing more rapid, the glow becoming stronger. "Thaeji!" Frost called out, and plunged both his clawed guantlets into the wooden flooring. From his fingertips, ice spread out, quickly covering the entire floor of the church. His two opponents should feel a little cold now, as the ice attempted to work its way up their legs. If that didn't work... well, there was this. "Vaesi!" he called, and instantly all the ice that had spready along the floor surrounded a single point: The orb of darkness. Without a moment's haste, the ice sprung forward in sharp icicles, attempting to skewer all beings still left alive within the orb. Maybe blood would still have the chance to be spilled.

"What a bother..."Ryou said as the dark orb swepted at him."Darkness is my specialty..."Hell said softly."Well...then we got something in coming.Ryou sparked a fire just in time to see the icicles."He stabbed the ground and burned the icicles.Meltting them."I'll get us out.Then the icicles came skewering in."Agh!"Ryou separated all three blades and guarded from the icicles."Dark Lava Barrier.A blackish purple glow came covered Ryou and his blade therefore melting the icicles.Hell approached the wall of the black orbed and put his palm on it.Sucking in the darkness.Ryou made his three blades dissapear."Thanks!"Ryou said jumping up to the sharp pole on the top and pointed a finger down."Dark fire trap!"Fire came up from the ground and burned the ice."Watch it!"Hell said,his voice coming from the Devil statue.Hell put his palm on the Devil and one foot and jumped towards Streea readying his Magno Vist and his Doublet Silver Jaggers.As for Ryou and came charging to Frost making his longsword and sword appear for speed.

(You don't seem to get the whole, "you can't see in there, even with the use of magic" thing. The orb isn't hollow, it's pure magic throughout the entire thing, meaning the entire inside is darkness as well. You wouldn't be able to see the flame you created, much less the icicles coming in. It's also not something you can absorb, it is merely there. It has no substance, no mass, it'll vanish on its own after five minutes. Oh well, I'll allow it because you didn't know any better. Do not make the same mistake twice however.)

"Haha! Idiocracy" Streea mused as the thing came at him at high speed. Easy enough solution, Streea banished his power of levitation for the moment, and fell face forward to the ground. Landing on his hands, slightly painful because of the guns but still lessened thanks to his gloves. Doing a neat little back spring, Streea ignored the one creature in the air, and focused on the one heading towards Frost, apparently named 'Ryou'. Mainly, he focused shoving his leather boots into Ryou's back. Arms flew back as he trusted his instincts to aim, pointing both guns towards the airborne unknown and firing upon him once again, while on a direct crash course for Ryou.
Frost was far less amused. This creature needed more instructions on his power. He brought his arms down, before bringing up one with a cry of, "Vys Mor!" Before Ryou rapidly stood a giant wall of stone, reaching up and through the roof of the church. Easily five feet in width. However, Frost's other arm was still down. What mayhem would it cause now? Easy, "Thosi mys!" Frost cried once more, raising up his remaining arm to shoot up a spiral of flame surrounding up the, apparently Zombie being. Frost was protected for the moment, leaving Streea to deal with the two nuisances. That worked lovely for both of them, Streea liked the action, Frost liked to sit back and let others do work for him. What a fun day.

Hell threw a doublet jagger at the firing bullets and both fell to the ground.Ryou turned around and with the bottom of his feet he pressed on the stone wall and using it's force he springed back.He dove into the fire and it actually burned him."Wow never intended to be burned by fire."Ryou said.Hell twisted and came out of the fire's path he then used Tri Darkness.He swung the blades at Streea."Mind if we switch?I havent got exercise much."Hell swung the blade at Streaa.Ryou nodded and used Dark Flame Blade.He appeared right behind Frost and sent a fire elemented broad sword slash at Frost."Heh we have tricks too"Ryou whispered.

Streea's feet connected with the wall, and with agile movements, Streea soared over his opponent, in one fluid movement, both putting Tangi and Isto away and drawing his sword, Edonil Velve. His movement caused Streea to both dodge the zombie's attack, and land behind him. Streea held Edonil in both hands, and stood in a defensive pose, waiting for the creature to attack.
Frost on the otherhand, didn't need to do anything for his defense. Frost felt the heat of the blade, and the force, but other than that, no damage had been done. Frost smirked, he knew the Elven magic on this armour well, he had created the technique himself. Comparable to the scales of the highest Demon, Frost was well protected. Magic users are too prone to lack of defense and being killed easily. Now, as for the fly that had ran into him.
Frost swung his right arm back, and surrounding it were bolts of electricity, running up and down his arm, eventually collecting at the end of his finger tips, and extending past. The concentration on this caused the massive stone wall to collapse, convienently after Streea had already rebounded off it. Ryou was close now after that swing, so Frost took that to his advantage, and swung forward with his sword of pure electricity at Ryou.

Ryou jumped away but the static scarred his hand."Damit...what do I do now..."Ryou said franticly."Hmmm...i guess that might work..."Ryou dashed towards Streaa setting his balde on fire.Then slashing at her from the top.Hell then made the Jaggets go from the side of Streaa attempting to wrap around her and Magno Vist from the ground.Then hell fired a night slash right directly at Streaa.

((If thats so...how the fudge nuts do you defeat Frost =())

(. . .

Both my characters are male. Not female

And it is spelled S-T-R-E-E-A. Two 'e's, not 'a's.)

Streea heard the crackle of electricity, a swear, and then rapid footsteps. Frost was being abandoned, poor bastard. Oh well, defensive mode is go. "Sslig'ne!" Streea called out, as the runes that covered the hilt of Edonil, and Streea's minimal control over the realm of magic activated. His reflexes sharpened, and he begun to swing his sword around his body. Faster, faster, faster faster fasterfasterfaster until all that could be seen was a blur, and the light reflecting off the rapidly moving blade. This was able to deflect the little knives, and force the firey blade to rebound. However, when... somehow a blade came up from the ground? Sword barrier couldn't cover that, but when Streea heard it crack through the wood, his instinct said to jump, and hey, it hadn't been wrong so far. So Streea did, narrowly avoiding the sword. Except a small cut in his leather, Streea frowned. His reflexes and natural strength easily carried him to the roof, where he grabbed hold of the long, sharp pole. Sharp. Sharp means pointy. Pointy means stabby. Stabby means death. These overly simple thoughts flew through Streea's head before he even grabbed hold of the pole. He had apparently dodged some sort of fire attack as well, lucky him.
"Haha! Distraction time!" with his free hand, Streea grabbed two vials that were attached to his belt. In each vial, five little teeny spiders. Streea threw these tiny things to their apparent death, but when the glass shattered against the flooring, the magic that kept these spiders tiny vanished, and allowed them to grow to their true size. So at this point, ten giant spiders, each at five feet in diameter, were in the church. Five of them immediatly went for Ryou, attempting to both pin him down, bite him, and wrap him in webbing. Poor simple creatures, unable to formulate a plan. Three of them attacked the Zombie, both attempting a tackle to the ground. That left two, and they were trying to get a team kill apparently. Since these spiders were of the Drow variety, they were bred to kill everything that didn't look like a Drow. That included everyone in this room, thus why Streea was up top, where it was safe. Frost was on the ground, and his Elven features enraged two of the spiders. Frost didn't quite like this, so when one lunged forward, he countered by thrusting his electrical sword forward into the head of the arachnid, frying the entire body in but a moment. For the other, he pulled his free claw back, and plunged it directly into the skull of the spider, easily peircing its exoskeleton with his magically endowed clawed gauntlets. He pulled his hand away, and flicked the blood of his hand. He held his armed hand out in front of him, preparing for any assault while their opponents dealt with the spiders.

"Stupid spiders fire kills you."Ryou said slashing his sword at one and his other at the next cutting two in half.Then he burnt 2 with his Dark fire trap.The last he just played with.But he got bored and shot 8 blasts of fire into the spiders eyes.Hell however loves insects he might just have some inside him.He sliced a spider with his puppeteered jaggets and the other with Magno Vist.The last one crawled on his with he punched right through the abdomen and then stabbed.However the spider injected some poison but Hell easily took it out since it was his element.Ryou kiled the last two with his brigade of slashes because they were too busy stealkilling eachother.Hell slashed a Night slash at Streea.Then Ryou went towards Frost staring at him."So?arent you gunna attack?"Ryou asked.

((Theres gotta be some weakness like if she attacks her defense goes off somein like that))

(He. He. With a penis. Not a she, with a vagina.)

"Wheeeeee!" Streea yelled out, as he pushed off the near roof to allow him to swing around the pole. Then the magic slash came, so Streea let go, and went flying towards the demon statue, to which he caught be the head and swung himself up onto the top. The head was cracked at the neck, and it was useless as it was. Time to find a use for it. Quickly digging his sword into the crack, Streea pushed down and back, both severing the head and sending it upwards, to which Streea caught with his remanining hand, and threw at the Zombie. But that wasn't all, oh no. Streea placed a foot against the wall, and pushed forward, coming closely behind the statue's severed head, Edonil by Streea's side, as he performed an upwards slash that should connect with the zombie the moment after the head hits its mark.
Frost, with a shake of his wrist, he dispelled the magic which had been running up and down his arm. It was rather tingley. Frost didn't say a word, he just stepped up a back, and brought one arm above him, and another in front of him. A classic martial arts position, made all the more deadly by the sharp claws that surrounded Frost's fingers. Frost didn't move, he only stared into the face of Ryou, attempting to bore into his soul through the eyes. Eyes are the windows to the soul, you know. Frost's eyes were changing colour quite rapidly, going through every single colour in the spectrum within a matter of moments. The glow didn't help... those deep, glowing eyes accompanied by an ever changing eye colour. How hypnotizing.

((I DIDNT EVEN SAY HE OR HER OR HIM OR SHE I SAID STREEA!PLUS TMI!))

"Oh screw you you're gunna give me a seizure."Ryou jumped away.Hell used his blades to ut the head in half therefore dodging the head.Hell dodged the slashing blade but it did cut a strsand of his hair."Hmmm...i do need a haircut"Hell thought as he jumped down.Ryou on the other hand was sitting at a chair.Whistling a tune. "YOU SURE YOU DONT NEED HELP?!"Ryou yelled towards Hell."No..."Hell repiled."Yea you wish."Ryou said kicking a chair and sending it towards Streea.Then he sat down again and looked at Frost."How you been doin?"Ryou said attempting not to look a tthe eyes."God i barely get to fight..."

(You apparently don't read your own OOC messages, then)

Streea brought the sword down, and dug it deeply into the wooden flooring of the church, halting him. Then a chair came flying his way, to which he tugged his sword out of the ground and flipped backwards, sword cutting neatly through the wooden chair and leaving it in two pieces on either side of where he had been.
With grace Streea landed on the floor, and brought himself up. He brought Edonil up, aimed, before hurling the blood-stained sword toward the zombie, in a half-assed attempt to slice the being in half. Hopefully it'd be so un-expected it'd work. Well, if not, Streea had other ranged attacks. In the form of Tangi and Isto. Streea drew both, the gleaming darkness of Isto in his right, and the radiating brightness of Tangi in his left. Both were aimed in opposite directions, both at his opponents. Streea let loose, firing rounds into what he hoped would be corpses soon.
"Are you seriously trying to make idle talk in the middle of a fight? Your ally is in danger, and yet you aid him not? Oh well, it just makes it all that much easier for him." Frost grinned, and lowered his arms. But the devil's grin never left his lips, as he plunged both hands into the ground once more, and cried out, "Eilol kyr os Thosi eil Jhondrol, kal ti os vyrdaes sai sar Ai tae mae toli aelasestor mai sai byrol tae vaestal!" and behold, two pretty energies formed their ways down his arms. On his left, fire raging up his arm and past his finger tips, while lightning surged down his right arm once more. Ah, the pleasure of wielding magic. Frost took a moment in his head to be happy at the skill he had learned, as he rushed forwards towards Ryou and attempted to horizontally slash him with the electrical energy, followed by a jab with the fire energy.

Hell disabled the Tri Darkness and grabbed his Magno Vist.He then grabbed the two jaggers.With that he formed an X blocking the sword flinging it back to Streea.Then he enabled the Tri Darkness and aimed for Streea's head and waist.Meanwile Ryou was in a trickey.Ryou wrapped his own blackfire around his blade and blocked the lightning then he pushed away landing at the side of the church almost next to the holy windows.The then combined his sword with his long sword and wrapped fire around that also.Then he pushed a the wall which sent him flying towards Frost.In his left hand he used his sword in shield pose and in his other hand he used his sword fully focused on offense.For if the offense did not work Ryou could block with his left hand and be successful,for if not he may lose his arms.

(You know that Streea is shooting... bullets at both your characters, correct?)

Streea frowned, he'd have to retrieve his sword later. Knives were coming for him. He had to think quickly. So, he stopped firing his guns, and threw them upwards, up to the roof. Streea followed suit, jumping upwards with a flip, as one of the blades cut into his leather pants. Thankfully the thickness of the pants killed most of the damage, but the blade still managed to bleed him. The being would have to pay for that. With an extra boost from his levitation powers, Streea made it up to the rafters, and caught on to them with his legs. A bit hard, with the cut in one, but still able to be done. His hands a flash, he caught the two guns he had previously thrown. He aimed them downwards...
Unfortunaly gravity took its toll at that time, and pulled on one of the magic vials he had stored away in his belt. This one a flash bomb, and once the glass was broken, a bright light would escape its prison and flood the surrounding area in the brightest light you'll ever seen. This was one of the particular bottles that gravity was stealing, and while it was happening, Streea was taking aim, and not noticing. Not until the bottle fell to the floor, smashed open, and flooded the tiny church in eye-burning light. This caused Streea to jump, losing his grip on the rafters, and fall to the floor. Before even thinking about levitating, he had hit the wooden ground, and found out something new: This church had a basement. And that cement really really hurt when it met your face.
With a groan, Streea arose, his body stiff and aching. So far, he had caused himself more damage than his opponent. He looked around himself, and found that luckily, his sword had fallen down with him. Also thankfully it hadn't stabbed him. The blade was made from a tooth of a demon, and it could cut quite easily. Picking it up, Streea thought up a plan. Around the hole he had created, he made multiple orbs of darkness, just floating in the air, completely making sight into the hole impossible. Backing up into a pitch-black corner of the basement, Streea slid his vision into that of thermal, allowing him to easily see any creature who landed down here.
Before the bomb dropped, flash bomb that is, Frost had taken a step back while his opponent shot himself off a wall, and readied both his elemental swords for defense. Though while watching his opponent, his eye caught something. A flash of light off a peice of glass... His mind interpreted it immediatly, and deciding that having vision a higher priority, braced himself for his attacker, and shut his eyes to sheild himself from the bright flash. Hopefully neither of the other two would notice, giving them some extra time to attack.