by Doc 42 » Wed Aug 13, 2008 5:19 pm
Fitz hit the ramp, pulling up the front wheel. Within less than a second, he felt like he was floating through the air, time seemed to slow. He strained his head to look back, seeing their pursuer floating through the air after them, the man was wearing a black monks habit, hood pulled up, vampires teeth visibe in his mouth... Sparks leapt up from the side of his bike as a bullet missed its target... Then the creature stood up, balancing on the seat of the bike before leaping off. Suddenly time went back to normality, Fitz's bike crashing back onto the road. Something crashed into the back of them, the bike skidded. He pulled his leg up to stop it from being crushed and then he felt himself floating once more.
With a painful crash, he landed back onto the road he was thrown foreward about 3 meters before coming to a stop, covered in wounds. He turned his head, seeing Trix standing up from a roll, their assailent running towards her....
The attacker swung a strange weapon down towards her, suddenly, she span around, her dagger in hand, blocking the attack. She jumped back, letting the axe axe like slide foreward and causing the vampire to stumble, she lunged foreward, holding the knife back hand and attempting to hack it into his shoulder. He easily leaned out of the way, grabing hold of her wrist. He twisted her arm around before pulling it back in a wide circle, Trix letting out a scream of pain and falling down, her arm broken.
Fitz was on his feet, standing up groggily, he held up his hand, looking at the palm, a scrape on it scabbing over and seemingly healing itself....
He drew his desert eagle, aiming it. Their attacker was drawing back his blade, preparing to decapitate Trix. He pulled the trigger, the figure being thrown back in a cloud of blood. Fitz walked foreward, pulling the clip out and reloading the gun. The vampire pushed himself up, bullet wound on his head sealing. He fired again, this time a deafening clang broke through the air, sparks rising up from hie foes blade. The vampire spun around, swinging the axe towards fitz's side. He managed to catch his wrist just in time, jerking it back and makeing him lose his grip on the weapon. Then a fist crashed into his face, throwing him backwards. He landed into a roll onto his feet, breaking into a run foreward. His enemy jumped up in a flying kick. Fitz dodged to the side, tapping one palm against the vamps leg, sending him off course.
A flying kick... A very foolish move... maybe this guy wasn't as tough as he thought he was. Fitz took advantage of the situation cracking a fist across his cheek before kicking the flatering vampire in the chest, blowing him over.
The habit wearing vampire landed onto his back, frog leaping back to his feet, shaking his head and moving around Fitz....

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**** off TT"-Doc 42
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