On The Court [Cain]

[Cain]

The kick connected, and as much as he wanted to celebrate, he could not help but start to feel that his attack had connected way too easily. This guy had already proved himself to be quite a persistent guy, always moving forward, despite how many times Cain struck him. And as he doubled over, Cain had a brief expectation of how his counter was going to be, though, he knew that he was in no position to do anything about it. He could only contract the muscles of his torso as he prepared himself for the inevitable. And then, he came in, that large shoulder of his ramming into Cain's chest.

A grunt escaped the Junior's lips as he felt the very air of his lungs being knocked out of him. He expected himself to be thrown back then, his legs instinctively staggering backwards to stop himself from falling and thus leaving himself open for follow-ups, but instead, that shoulder stayed on his chest. Cain's eyes widened as he felt himself being dragged backwards. Not good. Not good. Cain placed his left hand on Kale's left shoulder as he tried to dig his toes to the ground, the height advantage Kale having making it hard for him to get a footing on the ground.

His left hand would attempt to push himself to the other side of Kale's shoulder so that he would slide off, as his right hand would reel back and barrage hard punches down on Kale's head, not bothering as to which part his fist would find, for his studs would do enough damage to satisfy Cain's need to get out of this. However, Kale was still a whole lot stronger than Cain was and soon enough, his back would ram against the wall, the Captain feeling his body being crushed under the impact as blood and saliva left his mouth in a spray to the side.

However, he would stay determined, despite having difficulty breathing as his right fist continued to barrage down on Kale's head.

[Kale Armitage]

Kale's head was beginning to pound with every blow Cain gave to it as he forced him back against the wall. At least it was nice to know that not everyone in this school was a pussy. So far he was impressed by the will and skill the smaller male showed so far. Unfortunately he knew this whole situation was going to give him a killer headache. Especially since he could feel the boy's studs digging into the side of his scalp. He'd grit his teeth and brace the pain until he felt his opponent's body hit the wall, and his body press against his.

It was then that Kale's upper-body would suddenly pull backwards and away. At the same time, Kale's hips would twist and that left knee of his would lift up and against to slam against the school captain's midsection to further cause him pain and deprive him of more of that precious air. The blow would only feel worse too, due to the fact that he'd be pinned between that large knee and the wall he had just been slammed into.

If the knee connected, Kale would use the grip he had upon the kid's shirt to turn and whip him away from the wall, but angled down in attempt to send the kid against the floor of the gym. If it worked, it would be Kale's turn to try and get a little rest, as his body would turn to keep facing Cain and his back would rest against the very wall he had drove the pillar into. His left hand would lift toward the area near the back of his head that had taken the most damage. And when he settled his hand upon the hair there, he could feel that warm crimson liquid stain his hand as he winced slightly as he touched the wound.

"Damn.."

[Cain]

Kale's weight would finally leave from Cain's chest and as much as he knew that the fight was far from over, the Junior was forced to take a break as he gasped, trying to refill his lungs. However, his break was cut short, as he felt a sharp pain on his lower torso, the Junior doubling over as he felt more blood and saliva spray from his mouth. His consciousness started to fade away then, mostly due to lack of oxygen. This guy was honestly attacking his lungs and preventing him from doing anything more than gasp with it. Cain pulled his hands to his stomach, attempting desperately to push the man's knee away, but it was soon removed, much to his relief.

The smaller male was then proceeded, however, to be manhandled as Kale simply threw him back, Cain's left shoulder finding the ground hard as he bounced off it, his smaller body sliding across the wooden flooring of the gym, grunts and groans escaping his lips as he did. Well, he was a safe distance away from Kale now, at least. The School Captain would cough a bit, allowing the blood that was still in his throat to spray onto the wooden floor, a soft grin plastered upon his face. He had not received such a beating in a short period of time so quickly before.

He slid his arms under him, shaking slightly as he lifted himself up onto all fours, his head turning so that he looked towards Kale, his shoulders rising and sinking as he still continued to regain his breathe. It seemed that, however, his studs had done their work and Kale was bleeding off the side of his head. Cain grinned, his teeth stained pink with blood as he got back on his feet, unsteadily yet surely.

"Heh. That... Was surprisingly fun."

A soft groan escaped his lips then as he placed his hand over his chest, rubbing it gently, knowing that there had perhaps been some damage done there. However, now was not the time to find out yet. He could always do that when the two of them headed to the nurse's office. It seemed to be the inevitable end result anyway.

[Kale Armitage]

Heh. That... Was surprisingly fun.

"It ain't over yet.."

Kale would suck in air, and fight back the slight dizzy spell that had hit him. Some people might get all worried when they started to bleed, but Kale wasn't really that kind of guy. In fact he was more inclined to keep fighting at that point. Bleeding only served to piss the large male off even more. Fortunately for Cain, Kale had come to respect his fighting skills. While he still wanted to punch his face in, he wasn't going to try and hurt him severely. That wouldn't help in the future when they next met. Couldn't have a crippled opponent, now could he?

"They better have a shitload of painkillers in this school.."

Those words would be spoken as Kale pushed himself off the gym wall, and he slowly made his way toward Cain once again. He was actually having fun in this fight, even if he had been a little annoyed by the kid at the start. Now it was just about seeing who had more skill. Kale had always been pretty competitive, and when it came to the game of fighting. Soon enough his slow pace would pick up and as he approached the male he would act.

His left hand would snap out in a jab toward the kid's face once again, the only difference would be that Kale's left would begin to retract prematurely and instead Kale's right would be thrown in it's place and in the form of a light superman punch. He wasn't throwing all his weight into it like it usually was done, but there was definitely be a good amount of strength and momentum behind the blow if it were to connect with Cain's face as he wished.

[Cain]

Cain kept his lungs breathing as he attempted to regain his body's capability to actually relax. The constant force on his lungs earlier had somewhat caused an unbalance in the amount of air in Cain's lungs and he needed to get them working again at full capacity, or this fight was over for him. And this was one fight Cain did not want to end just yet. He kept his hand on his chest, a soft groan escaping his lips. Yeah, he was slowly recovering. Slowly, but surely.

"They better have a shitload of painkillers in this school.."
"Yeah, they better."

Cain chuckled in agreement, his lungs regaining its proper composure now, allowing such an action to be done. He leaned back a bit, stretching his torso and letting out a yelp of pain as he did, before a soft sigh of relief as he relaxed himself then, his eyes focusing on Kale's approaching person. Well, time for round two, then. Cain would get back into stance, pulling his right foot back, his eyes focusing on Kale's. From a walk, then, Kale would start running at Cain.

A left jab? Alright. Now, having just recovered from their first set of attacks, Cain's mind was not working at its best now. He did not register the possibility of it being a feint as he stretched out his right hand, attempting to slap away the fist by the wrist. Then, the left hand pulled back, the right coming in instead. Too quick. Cain braced for the impact as it found his cheek, the Junior's head jerking to the side as blood sprayed out once more.

His counter? Well, you forget, his right hand was already stretched forward, so all Cain had to do was snap it forward straight and clench his hand, and his fist would drive himself onto the center of his nose.

[Kale Armitage]

Kale's hand crashed against Cain's face, and he nearly smirked right there. Unfortunately what seemed to be happening quite a bit in this fight, his celebration would be cut short before it even started, as the school captain's right hand would lash out and connecting with the larger junior's nose. Immediately his eyes began to tear up, and that left arm which would have still been curled near his chest after retracting, would lift only to feel his forearm connect with Cain's striking hand.

Kale decided he'd use that arm as a guide, shifting his left arm forward while he was temporarily blinded, along his arm so that Kale's left hand would find Cain's body near his left shoulder and attempt to clamp down and grab a hold. That arm would continue to try and force Cain's right side back as he opened his eyes and tried to fight back the water in his eyes. He could feel the blood beginning to drip from his injured nose, but there was no time to pay attention to that.

Instead Kale's right leg would snap in a low round-house kick aimed to slam against the boy's left leg, just underneath his knee. He hoped that his little grip and push combined with the kick would take him by surprise enough to hopefully knock the pillar's legs out from under and send him tumbling back to the gym floor.

If it managed to work then Kale would attempt to give a sudden drop from where he stood, and try to drop his weight onto the kid with the same kicking leg he had just used, the only difference was that he'd be using his knee. His target was the boy's abdomen. He had noticed he seemed to be having a little trouble breathing before. That was what he was going to have to exploit if he wanted to win this.

[Cain]

His jaw was starting to ache from the attacks that Kale had inflicted upon it, but the adrenaline of battle continued to spur Cain on, like a power drug that served to replace the energy he lost throughout the duration of the fight. He had a semi-large grin plastered upon his face as he locked eyes and horns with his larger opponent, the man obviously having superior strength but Cain making up for it with his speed. Kale would force himself forward then, finding Cain's left shoulder as the Junior placed his weight on his legs, attempting to prevent himself from falling. However, just before he could attain himself a proper footing upon the ground, it was swept off from under him.

And Kale's weight was more than Cain could carry with a jerk. The School Captain would, of course, tumble backwards, his back once more finding the cool surface of the wooden gym floor, a grunt escaping his lips upon the unwanted landing. However, he kept his eyes open and fixated upon his opponent, not wanting to allow a follow-up that could potential be the end of him. And it came down on him. A dropping knee. The thing about being tall was, if Kale was ever to drop, he'd have to scale a longer distance to do so. It may be a small difference, but in extreme fights like this, it was a big one.

Cain would quickly throw his right shoulder across, the Junior attempting to roll away to the outside of Kale's dropping right knee. Once more, reflex and speed was his weapon here as he attempted to dodge the attack, bringing himself then to his hands and knees as he finished the roll, positioning himself to Kale's right. Cain would then raise his left leg and snap it out, attempting to find the outer side of Kale's right thigh, attempting to remove the knee from under him and allow his body then to find the ground.

Unorthodox and street-like, Cain was pretty much brawling here.

And he was having fun doing so.

[Kale Armitage]

With the way that Kale dropped his right knee would have thudded against the gym floor. He would grit through the pain and those brown orbs would have kept on the male as he rolled. Kale was slower, that was certain. He wouldn't have time to react, but Cain's kick would be aimed at the right leg that hit the ground. It would land, but it would not ground him due to the fact that his left hand would touch upon the gym floor, and his left foot would still be holding him up, as that leg hadn't been used in the knee drop.

He would be in a low position, but instead of trying to block the blow, he would would against suffer an assault on his body, but not without a purpose. That right arm would snap down as soon as he felt the pain from the school captain's kick shoot through the meat of his leg. His hand would look to grasp Cain's leg just above his ankle, and that large hand would clasp as hard as he could. It wouldn't end there though, because Kale had an attack in mind.

His upper-body would tilt toward Cain with his right side leading, and the large scruffy junior would kick hard off that gym floor with his left. Once again Kale would be aiming to slam his right shoulder against Cain's chest, while holding that leg. He try to make sure he kept his grip too, elevating that said leg so that Cain would drop right back down onto his back, with Kale resting onto of him in a side mount. The large male's frame would be facing away from Cain's face, but Kale's neck would twist to keep an eye out for any punches, the best he could anyways.

[Cain]

Cain failed, however, to ground the larger male as he kept himself off the ground with his left hand. Hell, it even went worse for the Captain, as the man grabbed his outstretched ankle. Oh yeah, Cain was going to be in a world of hurt now. Cain knew that with Kale's grip, there was no way Cain was going to get away now. Kale then pushed himself towards Cain, the man's large shoulders once more finding Cain's chest as he lifted his left leg. Cain would be forced to roll his right leg to prevent it from spraining and raise his left hand to minimise damage to his waist, but it only served to allow Kale to bring Cain to the ground.

Gah, the man was heavy. Cain felt his chest being pushed down then, the Junior knowing that he would not last long under this pressure. He would have to act quickly if he wanted this fight to continue, or at least, for him to continue participating in this fight. At that, Cain simply snapped his right fist forward, finding the same spot that he had bled open earlier. If Kale was going to attack the weak spot he had made for himself, then Cain would return the favour. Letting his punch slide off the side of Kale's head for extra pain, he would pull his right hand to his left shoulder then, before snapping his right elbow upwards, onto the back of Kale's head.

A quick combo that would have struck harder if Cain wasn't so troubled with the difficulty to breathe. However, with Kale's head already bleeding, Cain knew that it should, at least, be able to serve the purpose of removing Kale from above him.

[Kale Armitage]

The point of Cain's elbow would strike the bloody spot that Kale had recieved earlier from the studs on the kid's gloves. His eyes would squint slightly as an agitated groan would escape the larger male's lips. He was REALLY going to have a bad headache after this, but so far it was worth it. Kale wasn't one to give up so easily though, in this kind of situation he only wanted to push himself harder. He could take some damage, and in the heat of battle he wasn't usually too worried for his own health. As long as he could still function, he would fight tooth and nail.

Kale's right arm which would have been resting across Kale's body would be his tool to attack. Kale's upper-body would hunch forward slightly, as that arm would fold and his own elbow would be sent backwards toward Cain's chin as he had him held here in the ground. He didn't think he was going to have too big an issue of getting the elbow off, but you never knew. Whether it hit the kid's face or not, Kale would pull it back toward the direction he was facing, pulling his arm vertical while it was still bent at the elbow. He'd then look to plunge it against the school captain's right side, near his ribs.

Kale knew it was possible he could get hit in the process of doing his attacked, but his chin would tuck to his chest the best he could. His left hand still holding he kid's left for the time being. Depending on how things went from this point on, he would decide whether or not it was time to change position or release the kid. Kale had a feeling he wouldn't keep him on the ground for too long though. That would get boring to him, he had a much larger advantage when it came to size and weight. He'd probably get a few punches in here and there before he would eventually let him up if Cain couldn't find a way out on his own.

[Cain]

What was Cain's position now? Well, he was under the larger Kale, the man's shoulder pushing down on Cain's chest, his left leg still held aloft, though now with Kale's left hand. The man's wound was bleeding onto Cain's neck, though Cain bothered not about that. And his right elbow was coming up to find his chin. Wait... What? Cain's eyes widened as he failed to react fast enough to the attack, the elbow finding home as it hit Cain right under his jaw, his head jerking backwards and the back of his head hitting the floor. He felt his head once more rattle upon impact, a soft grunt escaping his lips as he did. For a brief moment, his body went limp for a moment, but he came back soon enough, struggling once more as he reeled his right hand back.

However, once more, he was halted by a strike to his ribs, blood blocking up his throat and causing him to cough just a mere second after the rib hit. The coppery bitter taste of the crimson liquid. Gah, it was so... Thrilling. That smirk on his face widened then as he then snapped his right fist forward, allowing his studs to find the same side of Kale's head, knowing that it was the most vulnerable and thus most effective place to strike at, despite his weak strength. And just as the punch would connect, Cain would attempt to pull Kale over by forcing his left leg down, which would cause Kale to roll towards the man's left. At the same time, Cain's left shoulder would slide itself across Kale's lower back and just as his leg would touch the ground, he would push his left arm back to his left, his right leg lifting at the same time, his knee pushing at Kale's right thigh as he attempted to get Kale to roll off him.

And if he refused to let go of Cain's left ankle, his right fist would once more pummel at the man's head.

[Kale Armitage]

Kale's elbow had a satisfying sting upon it due to the fact that it had connected against Cain's face and his ribcage after that. Of course he would feel the sting of another punch landing against the back of his head, knocking it forward slightly from the impact. His head was really beginning to throb, and while he felt he could probably stay there a bit longer and punish the school captain, he was going to get some punishment of his own if he wasn't careful. Fortunately Cain would try to react and Kale would try to use it do his advantage.

When Cain began to force his leg back down from elevation, Kale decided he wouldn't fight it. Instead as the male dropped his leg down, Kale's right would curl sightly as he lay on the ground and prepare himself to react. Kale's weight would shift to his upper-body to push some more pressure on Cain, while his large left leg would be thrown over as Kale would now attempt to mount Cain's body, pinning his legs underneath Kale's weight. He wouldn't be in the ideal position, up higher on the male's midsection, but he would effectively entrap Cain's leg if it worked. And remove his weak spot from Cain's range. Hell, Cain would be straining to hit him in the face from this position unless he curled. Kale however had the blessing of a larger built and that included some large arms.

Kale would suck some air if he managed to trap the kid's legs, lifting his arms to form a brief barrier between him and the school captain. His lungs were burning for more air, he was certainly getting quite the work out here. He imagined though that if he could keep this position it wouldn't end up going for much longer. After all, Kale was going to be able to drop some mean punches from this position.

[Cain]

Well, this was not going the way Cain wanted it to go. This was why he hated dogfights on the ground like this. It totally restricted the Junior's movements and such a situation totally hindered Cain's capability in battle. And Cain did not have the strength to match up to Kale's either. That basically meant that in this fight, Cain was pretty much being man-handled by the larger and stronger guy. The only way out of this now was to find an opening and slip away, back onto his feet. Now, however, the School Captain would find himself, especially his feet, pinned down by Kale as the man sat upon his thighs...

... I know. Kinda gay.

Had Cain not been so focused on the fight, he would have realised it too, but for now, his attention was totally put into finding an opening to slip out of this ground fight of. Judging Kale's position, the closest part of his body to his fists was the knees, followed by the thighs. And with that in mind, Cain was going to try to use that to his advantage. Keeping his left arm diagonally across his neck to protect both his face and his torso from any incoming fist, Cain would reel his right fist back and smash it downwards, going across his stomach as he intended to drive the studs of his gloves on the inner lower side of Kale's thigh, right above the knee, a place that would cause quite a bit of numbness on the man's leg.

You know, that stinging numbness that feels like a thousand needles was poking upon the limb. Yes, that annoying discomforting numbness.

[Kale Armitage]

Kale didn't even care if he looked like he was mounting Cain and preparing to rape him. He was too busy thinking about how to smash the boy's face in while he currently could. He would feel his blood drizzling slightly through his hair, a few drips landing upon his shoulder area and mixing into his wife-beater as he was starting to sweat a little bit. Yeah, this was certainly and excellent work out and things looked like they were really beginning to look up for him.

Soon enough Kale would watch as Cain took his chance and struck out. Once again Kale knew that there wasn't going to be anything he could do to really stop the blow, now if he wanted to keep his position. So instead of stopping it, his planned on simply bracing himself for it and attacking like he believed he should. It was easier for him to land his blows if he focused on attacking at the same time as Cain, where it wasn't as easily reversed or blocked. He felt like he could still hold out longer then the school captain beneath him.

As he rested upon Cains legs, his upper body would have straightened up as to keep his head out of range, and as Cain struck out at Kale's leg with his right arm, Kale's own right would strike at Cain's body. His fist looking to plunge itself deep into Cain's lower left side, just above his hip area. In truth he was trying to get the boy's other arm to react and try to drop and block it, so that Kale's body could give a sudden dip forward and he could drop a hard left straight down to the right side of the pillar's face.

[Cain]

And Cain didn't look any better than Kale was, as blood was seeping out from the corners of his lips. His teeth, his chin, his neck, the collar of his shirt, they were all stained red with blood. To say the least, this was one of the most hardest fights Cain had ever experienced, nor had he allowed himself to go as far into a fight like this before. He was pretty much worse for wear, but still forward he pushed. Who would be surprised? This is, after all, Cain that we're talking about. Once he met an incredible opponent, the only way this was going to end was that when one of them no longer had the capability to move.

Cain's fist struck home, but failed to provide the desired results. At least, not yet. Cain would raise his right fist once more, getting ready to drive it down onto the same spot, knowing that striking it again would inflict more damage than the first punch. However, before he could, Kale would strike downwards, at his lower waist. Not good. Cain moved fast, his left hand swinging downwards as he slapped the fist away from the general direction of his body, forcing it down to hit the wooden floor instead. Of course, that meant that Kale's follow-up would come unhindered, his right arm too focused in attacking to change direction quickly to defend.

Cain's head would snap to the side, his cheek flaming in pain as the punch hit home, his left cheek finding the floor and bouncing off it to, thus only adding on to the pain of the attack. At that, his vision blurred once more, the Junior going even more giddy with every strike that Kale connected. With that, he took a desperate move. From where he had last seen Kale, he was leaning forward and over Cain. That meant that his head was in striking range.

That right fist from earlier would snap forward almost immediately, swinging at the general direction of Kale's neck, the boy not bothering then where it hit exactly, for at that moment, all he wanted to do was to get Kale off him.