En Guard (Cain/Open)

[Adam Silver]

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REMATCH!

Adam crossed the school's parking lot in his large black Hummer. Windows rolled down as his arm hung out angled downwards to promote the most head bobbing and arm thrusting along with some fist pumps to enhance his broness. With the music pumping in the stereo he put on his tough guy face nodding to passerby with an all too cool smile, heavy set shades atop his brow, white v-neck and dark blue tattered jeans, yeah today was no different from any others before he was just the cocky son-of a gun that had arrived here day one.

Parking took a quick prerogative as he stole a handicapped spot slapping on a fake meter to his rear view mirror and would exit laughing his ass off not caring about who he swindled it out of before striding forward a few of his bros popping out of the rear of the car as well. Hoes seemed to meet him at the from a great blonde number giving him a touchy hug as he'd pelvic thrust into her direction and grope her quickly before leaving the girl hanging in a heated rush.

"K'mon boys this school's got nuthin on me!"

[Cain]

Cain let out a soft sigh as he paced down past the car park, making his way towards the other side of school, hoping that he could find something to actually do while waiting for his next class. He had his thumbs in his pocket, his feet taking strides so casually, his Dunks making soft taps against the asphalt ground. His dark blue Levi's jeans matched well with the red-sleeved white shirt he wore, his emerald eyes gazing forward almost lifelessly. However, his state of boredom would not last long as he caught the sound of something distinctive.

"Some day~ We gonna break free from the chains and keep on flying~"

Cain stopped in his tracks, raising his chin as he looked up, finding himself looking at a Hummer that drove in. Well, that's not a vehicle you see everyday. Cain grinned as he saw it, his thumbs instinctively coming out of his pocket. He was not sure why, but the new presence seemed to send tingles running down his spine. And he would soon find out why, as the driver of the vehicle stepped out, after, of course, it was parked into the handicap spot. Cain chuckled. For some reason, he felt like he knew this guy.

Then, he made himself visible from Cain's angle, after he was done with a particular cheerleader, the Junior happening to be in Adam's way. Cain could only grin. The last time he met this guy was at the cafeteria, where they had fought and Cain had barely won. Now, here they were, and Cain was no longer School Captain.

That meant he could pick fights as much as he wanted to.

So much freedom. So much fun.

[Adam Silver]

"Yo bro!"

Thats right Adam caught scent of an old rival, how long had it been since he was at school? A damn long while unfortunately, and last he'd seen the boy Cain he was a Captain of this school and he was pretty sure he was still considering Adam didn't keep up with the politics of this place. In fact he was looking forward to getting into such things, not for a generic purpose but just to mess with a few peoples head's get under their skin and perhaps provoke some movements.

"Yeah you there Captain-O's" He'd laugh to himself childishly at the reference to Cereal. "Wanna tustle bro been awhile since I've seen any action."

Adam would show a cocky grin knowing a few more dirty tricks now that'd he'd just come off the street and on his own little gang of sorts causing trouble. Besides rules were for losers.

[Cain]

"Yo bro!"

Cain gave him quite a hospital smile, one that totally deceived the history that the two had. More than once, they had crossed with each other. In fact, the only time that Cain could remember working together with this guy was at Politics class, when Cain was a Nazi and Adam developed the pizza and the pasta. Cain nodded his head as a sort of return greeting, before jerking the same head to the side, hearing a soft cracking sound emerging.

"Yeah you there Captain-O's. Wanna tustle bro been awhile since I've seen any action."

What?

Cain looked at him awkwardly. It's been six months since he disappeared. He still thought that he was the captain? Well, that was unusual. After all, Adam couldn't have kept a low profile. It was simply not him. The new captain, Kevala, should have at least crossed with him too. Unless he had left too? Well, probably. It seemed to be the only reasonable answer now. Ah, hell. Cain chuckled, before shaking his head.

"I'm not the captain anymore, Adam. I disappeared from school six months ago."

He turned towards the school momentarily, a soft grin on his lips. Yeah, he had somewhat 'abandoned' his title. Ah, hell with it. He turned back to Adam as he raised his right hand, placing his left hand against his fist, his fingers wrapping his right fist.

"As for that tustle..."

He smiled, knowing that Adam would get the just message.

[Adam Silver]

"I'm not the captain anymore, Adam. I disappeared from school six months ago."

A frown slightly tugged at the corners of Adam's lips, sure he wasn't all up in arms about reinstating Cain to be school Captain, hell he didn't even like the idea of people telling him what to do or these hall monitors of justice, but he was on Cain's good side at least and could get away with shit. However he figured whatever stuck-up jerk was SC now was probably a bad thing.

"As for that tustle..."

His frown was immediately turned upside down as he noticed the stance placed to represent a fight. Yeah it was so on.

"Sweet."

Adam would turn around swiftly into the front lawn court before pulling free his vest/shirt. Less clothes meant less drag and regardless of his short comings as a fighter he was fairly experienced. He'd crack his knuckles slightly before jumping into a boxing stance his body bouncing and coaxing on for Cain to join him a small swarm of clandestine observers approaching slowly.

"Alright Cain suppose this is round two... You sure you can bring it full this time?"

Adam jocked about lightly, it wasn't that he really disliked Cain just that he was a good match, a rival of sorts in this place that made this fight better.

[Cain]

"Sweet."

Cain grinned in complete agreement as he adjusted the ring on his right middle finger then, before pulling his arms to his chest. And as quick as he did that, he would snap them into position, his body tilting slightly so that he faced his right at an angle, his left foot sliding forward to take lead, his right foot almost a shoulder width back, slightly out. His left fist would be pointing away from Adam so that his elbow was the one closest to Adam. And his right fist would be right in front of his chest, a thumb away from his left fist, both on equal level. And just as Adam did, he too would start bobbing on the balls of his feet.

"Alright Cain suppose this is round two... You sure you can bring it full this time?"
"Yeah. This time, nothing's holding me back."

And without a second's warning, Cain's body would flicker forward just at the end of one bob, the Junior darting his way towards Adam, calculating his chances this time. Before, Cain had defeated Adam, but barely. Cain himself had his share of injuries, and had it not for a lucky tray that Cain found by his side, he would have actually lost. Now, Cain had not been in a fight yet, that meant that his body was at full energy. That meant that at most, he could only fire 12 charges. If that was the case, Cain was going to have make full use of those dozen charges.

And right before Adam, Cain would twist his body towards his left, his right fist coming forward in a quick hook, aimed towards Adam's face, his left foot stomping down to transfer his momentum into the punch, adding to its power. For now, Cain was not going to use any charges. He needed a higher-chanced strike.

[Adam Silver]

"Yeah. This time, nothing's holding me back."

What did he mean by that? Adam would figure it had something to do with a clever taunt or suggestive meaning pointing out that Adam wasn't necessarily the most aggressive sort. Though given his very limited mental capabilities Adam was sort of dim by all extents. Frowning quickly to get into the fight he went on ahead into his concussive attack. His left fist neglected as returned with a right hook. The problem with hooks were they were slow and predictable regardless of you vast speed. Adam would step up and in a narrow 30* shift to his head and he'd duck the blow positioning his body right up in Cain's guard past his fists his head angled at the boy's chest.

With his new dominant positioning Adam wouldn't need speed on his side rather he'd take advantage of close quarters and abuse Cain from within his guard and force the boy to act offensively thus making large mistakes. Still in a semi-crouch Adam would launch out a right jab thrusting up into the rib cage before he'd do much of the same with his left following in progression. The only difference was his left fist would be angled downward to the mirrored side so that he'd reproduce the opposite damage while protecting his face from a downward assault by Cain.

Adam's feet would work efficiently getting in between Cain's thus giving him reason to trip up as Adam's right foot would extend outwards giving him a wider base all the while moving Cain's base farther apart thus opening his guard further and probably breaking his balance.

[Cain]

And as Cain had anticipated, the first strike was dodged. It always tended to be. Such was the natural flow of things in combat. Cain grinned as he watched Adam slide into the inside of his right arm, his left arm staying by his shoulder, somewhere in front, ready to retaliate in case such a thing would happen. And thus would come the counter from Adam, as the man aimed to drive his right fist into Cain's ribs. Cain's left hand would quickly snap forward, catching the wrist with his grip. However, it only served to weaken the punch as it still found his ribs, earning a grunt from the Junior.

Cain would reel his right fist back halfway then, knowing that now was his chance to connect. Just as Adam's left fist intended to dent into Cain's right ribs, the ex-School Captain would drive his right fist inwards, onto the side of Adam's head. And yes, this blow had a burst to it. With Cain's left hand holding Adam in place, Cain hoped that this one would actually find its mark. If it hit, Cain would let go, knowing that the burst would probably cause Adam to stagger to the side, and there would be no point holding on. Cain just might lose his balance too.

If that failed, however, Cain would then proceed to force his body downwards to the left, bringing his right knee onto the side of Adam's legs. And that too, would have a burst, as Cain intended to get Adam disoriented enough to recover and formulate a better attack plan.

[Adam Silver]

Adam was a pretty confident guy, in all ways of course, fighting was no different so he had a bold approach to such jumping in blindly. Course he hadn't been able to calculate the major changes to Cain over the recent while they'd each been gone. So this came down to a battle of Experience verses skill. Test of time, battle of epic proportions.

As Adam had lunged out his left flank being exposed for the right second just long enough coupled with Cain's advanced speed would leave Adam open. The audible smash would hit his eardrum and a rush of pain would come all the way about his neck, Adam's jaw jutting out as the pain rippled about.

Now it came down to if Cain held him up or not, due to Adam's weight all going to his head (lol) the force would sent a heavy jolt to Cain's left side no doubt tipping them over to the ground. If so Adam would have a moment of shock. His shoulder taking the blunt of the fall damage taking a moment to press his way up his left hand rubbing his temple and jaw. Before soon enough he'd pounce up realizing they were still fighting. Assuming Cain was still on the ground Adam would lash out with a right footed kick to the ribs.

If they hadn't been toppled and Cain had in fact managed to keep Adam up he would recover much quicker taking his right hand back before jabbing a thrust into Cain's lower chin, possibly fragmenting off to hit his Adam's apple.

[Cain]

And the punch connected, the contact immediately sending the message for his left hand to let go of Adam's right fist, thus preventing himself from getting dragged away, as mentioned beforehand. However, to be honest, he never expected that punch to find home, and so had not been as ready for it as he had hoped to be. As a result, he would be pulled slightly towards Adam's direction, but not enough to cause him to fall forward, as the Junior stood his ground, quickly regaining his balance as soon as Adam got back up on his feet.

And his opponent would charge in then, throwing a jab right at his chin. And it surprised Cain a bit. He never expected Adam to recover so quickly. Well, apparently the guy had gotten just a tad bit more better than before. And more heavy in terms of attacks. He was really trying to bear down on Cain. Cain could only grin. Adam was really offering himself to be a challenge now. The Junior would try to react to the jab, attempting to use his left arm to try to push the arm down, redirecting it to his shoulder instead, using his forearm as the point of contact.

It found Cain, though at a different spot, as Cain felt his shoulder tingle under the impact a bit, the attack probably hitting one of his tendons or sort, his right arm going numb for a very brief moment then, causing Cain to resort to using his left hand as the counter. And he would proceed to push himself forward, that left arm of his gliding over Adam's outstretched right arm as he attempted to backhand Adam in the face.

[Adam Silver]

Adam would grin, the fight was his passion and of all opponents Cain was not only a good match but he was fun. That in all things was interesting to Adam that regardless of the outcome he'd not be upset with the result because honestly as the fight continued on Adan figured Cain to be a good guy. But neglecting the sentimental bullshit Adam would fight harder.

With his Right arm extended out making sharp contact Adam would move forward still never the one to back off from a fight he knew only to charge forward boldly so. As Cain charged also to make this conflict a powerful one, Adam's arm would retract jerking his elbow straight into Cain's face as he did so.

However all offensives of great force came with consequences and him charging forward he'd neglected his guard, a stern slap across the face would jerk Adam's attention back and to the floor. Ouch.

"Did you just bitch slap me?" Adam questioned for a second freezing in place as he stared in a confused sort. "Fu!"

His head would cock back and ram straight into Cain's face forcefully, at the close proximity it was fairly hard to say he could avoid it though it was far from impossible.

[Cain]

And the slap was enough to halt Adam's offensive drive. At least, temporarily. It was going to take more than that to bring down someone like Adam, after all. This school was too tough for that. However, Cain knew that it still hurt like hell. Just... Not lethal enough. And from Adam's queston, Cain knew that he was quite shocked by Cain's choice of counter. The Junior could only grin, giving him a shrug, knowing that Adam had been caught off-guard there. Before Cain could capitalise on the pause, though, Adam recovered quite quickly once more, his drive for combat impressing Cain then as the ex-school Captain found himself being unable to do anything else but watch as his forehead moved towards his nose.

Well, the only thing he could do there then was lower his head and allow his forehead, said to be the hardest part of his skull, to meet with Adam's. Yes, he was turning Adam's double-edged sword into a sharper one on both ends. With so little time and space to move, their heads would collide.

As impossibly tough as students of #774 was, they were not inhuman. A hard knock to the head could daze anyone, even Cain, as the Junior would suddenly go limp, his vision going blank as he felt his head literally rattle. If Adam had gotten shaky too and finally allowed Cain his space, the Junior would simply fall to the ground, finally regaining his consciousness, his right hand coming up to touch his forehead, his left hand keeping himself on a crouch.

"Oh my fuckin' God, that hurt..."

Cain would glance up, and without a second's hesitation, or even deeper thought, for such a skill was rendered unusable for him at that moment, he would throw himself forward, attempting to spear Adam.

[Adam Silver]

*Crack*

The collision of two blunt forces colliding and Adam finding his forehead split, a trickle of light blood coming down his forehead. True they weren't inhuman but they were strong or at least bold enough to deny such weaknesses for one Adam could feel his vision teeter slightly, he on the other hand had revived the more noteworthy pain, perhaps the less damaging long run in a fight but certainly the most noteworthy.

"Oh my fuckin' God, that hurt..."

A hand would raise to his brow feeling the blood physically before putting it aside with a brush of his forearm across his head. The moment deterring his vision as Cain would lash out and spear tackle him.

The crunch of bodies at the ground as Adam felt his arms move up to Cain's forearms to brace the blow to the ground however with such a force there'd be a clunk to the back of his head and shoulders taking much of the actual blow.

Good Cain had taken it one step further, the ground and pound which so happened to be Adam's specialty as his legs wounded round Cain's waist squeezing harshly to cut off his air supply to the base forcing his knees and lower body to weaken. His arms would move away from their grip his right elbow driving into Cain's throat with his left hand poised at Adam's right wrist then a force of two hands would be placed into the elbow forcing it sharply into the boy's throat and the only escape for air being to arch his back which only made the grip around his waist tighter. A double edged sword.

[Cain]

And the tackle worked, though the results were not as favourable as Cain would have liked, as he suddenly felt Adam's arms around him waist, squeezing tight and sending a numbing sensation running down his legs. A soft grunt escaped Cain's lips, knowing then that he had thrown himself right into the brawler's battlefield. Cain should not have done that move earlier. He really was too daze to think straight, and this was really turning out to becoming a brawl. Cain tried to focus his blurred vision and noticed the elbow coming towards his upper chest.

Oh, no, you don't.

Cain would quickly pull his arms in, attempting to catch the elbow, though merely succeeding then in gripping the side's of Adam's arms. Well, it was good enough. Cain would then apply his own force as he tried to slow it down. Cain was not sure if he succeeded, for the elbow still hurt like hell when it connected, the Junior letting out a gasping grunt as it did. His whole body was choking here. He needed to get out fast. Cain would quickly pull his left fist back, before snapping it downwards, aiming at the side of Adam's ribs, adding a burst to it for extra effect. True, it was lethal, but if Cain wanted to last longer in this fight, he was going to have to get out of this predicament first.

If that punch connected, Cain would then drive his right forearm downwards, aiming for the area right above Adam's left knee, hoping to shock it enough for the grip to loosen. And to restrict Adam's moves too, Cain would throw his upper body down against his, pushing the two of them flat against the ground. Truly, this was going a brawl on the floor.

[Adam Silver]

The problem with Adam's position was the exposed ribs however due to his ab strength it allotted for a good layer of protection unless the beating was able to out muscle his own by a degree of perhaps double. Cain's strikes to the ribs however powerful and bolstered would come to no avail other than forcing the wind from his chest, due to his current position Adam could breath easily enough without becoming winded. Cain however would be loosing air if his attention wasn't on the vice gartering towards his neck as Adam pressed it in harder to strike his upper Adam's apple.

As for his legs they'd remain as were still tightly gripped around Cain's waist choking off the last remnants of air as he struggled, the strike at his knee cap again would prove useless. If it'd been extended it would've been sure to work but at its current angle the strike would hit bone packed atop muscle only succeeding in giving Adam something to pay mind to where Cain's attention was shifting.

"Tap out, no one will think less of you." Adam would coax through clenched teeth as he mixed hasty breaths with his force applied.