En Guard (Cain/Open)

[Cain]

Cain's eyes were starting to roll to the back of his head, his body shivering as he struggled to stay conscious. He really was losing his air passage here. A few more seconds and he was really going to get knocked out. Surrender? Well, true, that was an idea that Cain sometimes embraced, but not here. The fight was too short to be allowed a simple and quick ending. Besides, the two of them were meant for something more epic than this. Gritting his teeth shut as he forced his arms to rise, he placed then both on his left forearm. Then, with one last surge of strength, Cain would produce a wind burst from both palms, hoping to push the arm to the side hard enough as he would try to slide his body to his left. If it all worked well, Cain would let Adam's elbow slide against the side of his neck, as hie would then fall down onto him, his left elbow leading the way in turn, though aimed for his solar plexus instead.

Tap out? Hah. Not yet. Cain was far from done. He still had the energy to move. And as long as he did, he was not going to give up.

[Adam Silver]

ooc: I like that move tis epix

Adam would smile from atop his perch, more often than not he was the dominating fighter at the ground and pound, regardless of legitimate strengths or weaknesses he always found the quickest way to immobilize foes with the quickest of ease. The joy of pinning a foe and feeling their life in your hands was intoxicating. He felt as though it was his very drug. The grin on his face breaking clearer until...

*Bam*

The force of a gale thrust his position to the side fist and arm entirely rolling off Cain's throat till they contacted with the floor fracturing bits around their bodies until the contact met his chest launching Adam from his position of dominance aback and to the floor a few feet away finding the agility to roll out unto the side and pounce back into a low stature with a confident grin.

"Nice moves, where can I get a toy like that?"

Adam's expression something a mix of taunting and legitimate curiosity, he was after all in the prime to find things that would bolster his abilities.

[Cain]

And thank the Lady Luck, it worked, Cain succeeding in getting Adam off him, the Junior rolling over almost immediately, his hands clutching at his throat as he spat and coughed onto the floor in front of him, his eyes clamped shut as he tried to fight away the giddiness that was seeping into his head. That had gone on longer than Cain would have liked, and it would definitely have an after-effect for the duration of the fight. He could feel his head throbbing. It was then did he remember where exactly he was, as he quickly looked over his shoulder, turning himself around as he stayed on all fours, keeping his eye on Adam, the Junior making no effort to hide the struggle he was experiencing as his shoulders rose and sunk with every deep breathe.

"Nice moves, where can I get a toy like that?"
"Get yourself kidnapped and thrown into the center of an underground battlefield."

Cain returned the grin of his, before slowly getting up onto a crouch, his right hand coming up to wipe dry blood and a bit of saliva off his lips. Coughing and gasping so much does have its messy comebacks, after all. At that, he slowly got back up on his feet, a step back occurring as he almost fell backwards, his arms hanging limply by his side, another cough emerging from his lips. His breathing was still heavy, the fighter trying to regain as much composure and energy as he could, as he focused on Adam.

With that gale, Cain had lesser bursts now. Plus, with the energy he had spent trying to stay awake back there, Cain knew that a few more blasts could actually do him in. He would have to be smart with the bursts and stay careful as to when and how he used them. He let out a grunt.

Adam had improved a lot indeed.

Cain was on the losing table now.

[Adam Silver]

"Get yourself kidnapped and thrown into the center of an underground battlefield."

"Mmmmm Kinky."

Adam would smile Mischievously, his body arching up till he was upright over-extending himself a bit further till there was an audible crack to his back a large groan escaping his breath as he returned to his upright position. His eyes would settle over Cain's own recovery, observant and patient. Cain had been suffering far harsher blows and Adam was perplexed by how he'd experienced such pains? Until of course finding it, while Cain was far swifter than Adam he was also less capable of pushing out as much damage as Adam would. That meant if Adam could get up in Cain's face and beat him down perhaps then he could regain his loss from last time. However Adam knew well enough that no foe should be underestimated.

A cocky smirk settled on his lips as the boy lunged out with his left foot leading and left fist with a quick left fisted sideswipe not extending his fist out too far but rotating his wrist so the force wold be quite powerful. Bouncing back he'd be defensible on his back right foot.

[Cain]

"Mmmmm Kinky."

Cain could not help but chuckle at the comment, allowing himself a little of casual enjoyment in the middle of the fight. Despite Adam's violent tendencies and unruly behaviour, Cain knew that he was not actually that bad of a guy. He was a clever kid and one of the better fighters in this school. Besides, it was not like Cain did not have his own violent tendencies. Cain was a fighter in blood and bone. He was meant to be violent in the first place. Other than the difference between their casual attitude towards the other gender and their choice of music, they were not that much different, to be honest.

Adam would charge in then, spurring Cain back into action as the Junior rebalanced himself, bending his knees more as he looked towards Adam. He had little gale bursts left, so he was going to be smart with it. He was not going to use it on chances, but guarantees. It was his best option then. And the side sweep came in, Cain bending his knees hard and leaning back as he shifted away from the reach of the fatal left arm, the attack barely missing him. Cain would quickly snap back then, though realising that Adam and retreated a step back, though Cain was not going to let him have that quarter. Stepping forward with his left, he would swing his right leg around, though aiming it for the side of Adam's left shin, aiming to unbalance him once more.

And with that, he would throw his right hand forward, palm open as he attempted to grab Adam's face, or if his reflexes were quick enough, the defending arm, before proceeding to blast another gale burst upon it.

And that would leave him with three more shots.

[Adam Silver]

Adam was a quick learner, although not the brightest book smarts oriented person Adam had the uncanny skill to pick up opponents moves quickly and find ways to rebuttal them. For one fighting against Kevala earlier on it was easy to see that her skill was limited to the fact that she probably trained against very one dimensional fighters, fighters with the short sighted abilities keen to their own style and never stepped outside there box to experiment. All things considered he'd look about this school considering his foes, he'd fought a good share of them. Out of which his only large enjoyment had come from fighting Cain thus far. And observing his fighting style had forced Adam to improve upon his own sort of by extension a rivalry. As Adam had suffered the first blow of the gale force he knew it's power and would this time around make to test its ability.

Falling back into his defensive post, his erect stature would centralize him giving the boy's balance a great amount of a boost, as his foe would strike out with a kicking strike Adam would meet him thus nulling the blast with a dull throb to the shins. And then the sudden boom from the gale force thundering in towards his face. Its speed all to unavoidable as Cain would get a clutching grip on his face. The natural spasm of Adam's body as he tried thrusting away bluntly, not working as his hands would come up trying to pry his grip apart.

"mhmhmmhhmmm" Adam would mumble thus drooling and slobbering all over the inside of Cain's palm.

Breath was short but now that the initial burst of speed was over lest Cain had intended to drop his guard Adam's left hand would come up then cross over his chest atop Cain's grip, the elbow bending the arm inwardly and dropping all his weight into Cain's outstretched hand. As the guard would drop away Adam would grab for the wrist and pull himself quickly behind Cain thrusting the boy forward and to his knees and jerking back Cain's arm he'd press a heel into his back applying sharp pressure.

"You're fightings good, don't suppose you'd mind being sparing partners.... been looking for a regular opponent."

[Cain]

"mhmhmmhhmmm"
"Oh, motherfu-"

Cain would retaliate as he attempted to pull his hand away, knowing that his plan to blow a gale burst while gripping Adam's face had been foiled. He had used a gale burst to push his arm forward to grab the face, and before he could actually fire about one, Adam had already reacted to it. Quick little bugger, this one was. Just as he let go of Adam's face, however, he would find himself under the grip of his opponent. His eyes widened. This was not good. Before he knew it, his retreating momentum was totally destroyed, his body falling back forward and downwards, his legs scrambling all over the floor to prevent himself from falling to the ground. However, the force behind Adam's push would all but force Cain onto his knees.

And there he was, pinned in place with his arm under Adam's captivity and the rest of his body rooted to the spot by Adam's foot upon his back, where his weight was upon. Cain out out a grunt, as he allowed his body a soft wiggle to see how firm the grapple was. And was he frustrated to realise his movements had been forced to a inconsiderable minimum. His left arm would still move, but he had no options as to what he could do with that limb. He let out a soft sigh. He never really was good in countering grapples.

"You're fightings good, don't suppose you'd mind being sparing partners.... been looking for a regular opponent."

Cain would turn his head slightly so that their eyes could meet, a soft grin on the Junior's face, which only grew wider as an answer popped into his head, a chuckle emerging first before his words.

"If I agree, will you let go of me?"

Of course, he was kidding. This match, both of them knew it, ever since the time when Adam managed to place a hold on him on the ground, was already Adam's.

[Adam Silver]

A wide grin on each of their faces and the answers to each of their own mental thoughts was already concluded, through this all they'd had fun. The battles they went through were not the common sort by which most fighters went through, not one of stature or class but rather through respect. Adam knew already that Cain was overall a much more talented fighter as far as attributes went, and to match he was an honorable fighter which was more than he could say for himself. But therein lie the true strengths to each fighter.

"If I agree, will you let go of me?"

Adam wouldn't reply through words however his body spoke a much greater weight as his body retracted releasing his grip on Cain's arm and taking a sizable step back to allow Cain the room needed to pop back up.

"Quite a run you gave me I don't suspect thats the same effort you give all your contenders?"

Adam would taut jovially bouncing on his toes throwing air punches as if to show off his bravado and dictate a sense of victory. Before the thought hit him.

"Hey does this make me Captain?" Of course he'd not been informed of the recent transactions of power, much less did he want such a deal.

[Cain]

And he did, Cain accepting the fact then that he had lost to the troublemaker, a soft grin on his face. As soon as Adam was off his back, Cain would straighten himself, his right arm twirling by the shoulder as he tried to relax the muscles strained by the earlier hold, his left arm pressing against his lower back, where Adam's weight been. He really hated grappling. He was still too inexperienced to handle grapplers. He still had much to learn, it seemed. He turned to Adam, then, jerking his head to the side, a soft sigh of relief following up the popping sound produced.

"Quite a run you gave me I don't suspect thats the same effort you give all your contenders?"

Cain chuckled, before giving a soft shrug, looking at the floor for a moment, before turning back to Adam, a wide smirk on his face.

"I don't know. Probably. I've been gone for a while. Must have gone rusty."

Wait, contenders? Cain raised an eyebrow at that label. Since when was he getting contenders? That term had not been used with him for a long time. The last time he did hear that word get associated with him was his time as school capta-

"Hey does this make me Captain?"

"What, did I hit your head too hard or something?" Cain chuckled. "I already told you, I'm not Captain anymore. Kevala is. And besides, do you even want that title in the first place?" And another chuckle followed.

[Adam Silver]

"What, did I hit your head too hard or something?"

Adam would grin stupidly as the realization hit him, he'd been so absorbed in the fight it seemed that the knowledge of having already gotten the right answer had slipped past the fragile workings of his little mind. And by little I do mean little. He'd slap his knee with a lock-jawed expression trying to play that all off if it was a joke because hell he had something of an image to maintain however intriguing that image was at this time.

"I already told you, I'm not Captain anymore. Kevala is. And besides, do you even want that title in the first place?"

"Yeah well shit," Adam would state rudely spitting on the ground off to the side a bit put off.

Course it meant nothing to him, if he did get the title as Captain he'd be just as much an asshole as he was now. In fact he'd probably be worse and abuse his power to the point where it'd not be funny anymore.

"Hell I guess this means that there are a few good fighters to contend with, for that I'm glad."

Adam would smile, he did enjoy fighting foes that outmatched him. It was above all else, a challenge that drove him.

[Cain]

"Yeah well shit,"

Cain burst into laughter, finding his disappointment of Cain no longer being captain and him being the 'No. 1 Contender' quite amusing indeed. However, his laughter would be cut short as he felt his chest ache, then which he would slightly double over, hands over his chest as he coughed. That grapple from earlier, the deciding point of the match, had perhaps taken a lot out of him more than he thought. His body felt considerably weak, his legs shaking as he struggled to stay on them. Yeah, well, Adam was not the only one who felt down about it.

Cain did regret no longer having the Captain position. It was really quite an eventful moment of his high school life, where he was always the one leading the school into battle, outside and inside. It was not the only reason, but it was the most significant one. Cain was an adrenaline-junkie, through and true. There was no stopping him from jumping into a good fight. There was also the fact that it gave him the power to protect Zen.

Well, that did not mean that he was going to challenge for it. Kevala was a good captain, perhaps even better than him. The woman had, after all, given Cain the best challenge he had ever had thus far. At least, until, that day itself, when Adam had beaten him. Cain looked at the man in front of him. And there it was, a silent agreement between them. A rivalry.

"Hell I guess this means that there are a few good fighters to contend with, for that I'm glad."

Cain nodded his head slowly. He could tell it too, that as time passed, more and more stronger fighters were entering the hallways of #774. There was Kazuya, the man who had challenged him for the position of Student Body President, beating both him and Kale at the same time. And to add to that, there was Kale too. And Kevala....

Notice how they all started with the letter 'K'? o.o

But yeah, back to the point.

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

They really were quite similar. If it wasn't for their conflicting social personality.

[Adam Silver]

"Yeah, I know what you mean."

A curious smile crossed Adam's face with blatent disreguard for whatever ruling body was in control. While he couldn't read minds he certainly could differentiat social features. Okay he was a bit slow when it mattered but here was a no pressure scenario something of a buddy buddy thing going on.

He could tell something was off, perhaps Cain had met other curious scenarios much like his own, that could only mean one thing. That the world of strong fighters wasn't only reserved for the two of them.

He smiled widely remembering the fists from Kevala as she beat the snot right out and back into him with deadly fists of fury. She was powerful, lacking on the skill part but if someone like that could master some type of advanced training there was nothing she couldn't take out. Chills running up his spine noticeably as he'd shudder.

"So Cain, Who kicked your ass and left you high and dry?"

A bit of sinister malice caught in his breath as he said so, he wanted something more than just sloppy seconds, he wanted his entire meal right then and there and Cain was just a part of this whole ordeal, to rush in boldly or lie back in fear.

[Cain]

And that smile that appearened on Adam's face could only tell Cain one thing. That Adam had found something interesting from what Cain had said, though the Junior could only wonder what was going on in Adam's head. The man was an individual of unpredictability and of slight instability. There was no telling what he was thinking of doing next. Besides, Cain had only met the man four times before, one of them being a fight, their first one ever.

"So Cain, Who kicked your ass and left you high and dry?"

Cain could not help but grin. Yes, they really had the same mindset when it came to the battlefield. The two of them wanted to challenge the better, in order to better himself. The two of them wanted to get beat, in order to get stronger. They lived by the words, 'no pain, no gain'.

Now, who had been able to kick Cain's ass into next Wednesday? He raised his exhausted arms, placing his left across his chest and his right elbow on his left wrist, his right hands coming to his chin, rubbing it slightly. A simple gesture of deep thought, as he thought back on who had beaten him. Well, there was that...

"Well, there's Kazuya, who was able to beat me and another fighter down, right before I disappeared from school. And there's also Kale Armitage. A great fighter. Fight ended up with the two of us on the floor, bleeding and panting. And then, there's Kevala. Man, she really packs a punch. Almost got me too. Ended a draw, though."

Cain chuckled, putting his arms down as he looked at Adam, knowing that the information would definitely prove useful to the fighter. Of course, Cain lived by the code of 'give and take'. He wanted to know if this guy had any challenges that he could offer Cain too.

"What about you? Know anyone else who can give us a run for our money?"

[Adam Silver]

Adam would smile simply with a nod, he really did like this guy Cain, he wasn't a bitter fighter which made it that much more enjoyable with each defeat they'd necessarily step up, with each victory just the same it truly came down to ethic behind the fight opposed to brutality.

"Well, there's Kazuya, who was able to beat me and another fighter down, right before I disappeared from school. And there's also Kale Armitage. A great fighter. Fight ended up with the two of us on the floor, bleeding and panting. And then, there's Kevala. Man, she really packs a punch. Almost got me too. Ended a draw, though."

Kazuya, Adam tried recalling briefly imaging the Asian emo kid in his class who'd been a smart ass. That was a surprise, the boy looked kind of small and scrawny to throw up a good fight not to mention against two foes.

Then there was Kale, he didn't know about the fellow in the slightest so he'd shrug disregarding a face but keeping the name on hand in the event of something big.

Then Kevala. "Nice rack too." Adam would cut in with a feral grin remembering his fight with her. That was something interesting.

"What about you? Know anyone else who can give us a run for our money?"

Adam would close his smile his face scrunching up into one of a thoughtful expression. "Well Kevala I beat, though she took out my ribs, some kid name Brian who ran away, a few other bosos with very little fight experience."

Adam would stroke his chin gently before looking up, "There was this girl, I don't know her name but she fucked me up. Brunette, nice ass, always seems to be wearing heels. Yeah Try her on she's a wrecking ball."

[Cain]

"Nice rack too."

Cain chuckled, unable to add anything due to his nature of already having someone to call his own, waiting for him back at home. Yeah, Cain was loyal like that. Surprising for the violent individual, but hey, people are always full of surprises. And then, Adam went on to recount his own battle with Kevala. That was unsurprising. Considering Adam's nature, Cain would be surprised if the two had not crossed fists. Brian?

Who was Brian? Well, that was somewhat useful. There could more than a handful of Brians in this large school, which one was Adam talking about? Then, Adam went on to explain a few others, to from his description, Cain figured they would not be much fun to begin with. Oh, and Brian ran away. Well, what a disappointment. Still, his name being remembered by Adam must mean something, right? His curiousity piqued, however, at his last few words.

"There was this girl, I don't know her name but she fucked me up. Brunette, nice ass, always seems to be wearing heels. Yeah Try her on she's a wrecking ball."

Someone who beat Adam down to the extent that the boy had to use a curse? Had he been embarrassed that bad? Well, that was interesting. Brunette... Nice ass... Heels... Why did that sound so familiar? He got back into deep thought then, as he recalled his past few days in school. Who, among all those that he had been reunited with or met again in his return from school, fitted that descripti-

"Um, well maybe you shouldn't be so clumsy."

Her voice just came into his head, as the name came to him.

"You don't, my any chance, mean Jayr, do you?"