sly13

Marvel: Shadows and Secrets (18+)

Smoke Screen

Finnlay stood beside his bike which was off to the side of most of the cars. He had needed a break the insanity that was happening on the inside of the building. “Freaking demons, assassin's and whatever the hell the other guy is.” shrugging a bit he decided that he wasn't going to try start a fight unless it needed to be done. Grabbing a cigarette from the pack he kept in his bike he placed the end between his finger tip. Concentrating a bit he could feel the temperature rise as the end ignited as if he had a lighter. Placing it in his mouth he smirked. “Damn powers do have there perks.” blowing the smoke out of his mouth he looked at it as at first it came out like a normal cloud of smoke but then changed into shamrock before being blown away by the wind.

“Nice party trick. What else can you do?” he heard a man's voice say. Finnlay hesitated for a second not sure what to say. “Not much else. Just a lot of practice you could say.” Looking the man over again something seemed off about him. He was to clean to be out at this time and not knocked off his rocker. He almost had a kind of military look to him. Just as this thought crossed his mind he heard the man say “what about that thing you just did with the cigarette?” He could see the man had a smirk on his face. Just as he was about to ask something he felt a prick in his neck followed by a massive taser like feeling. “Ahhhh fucking hell!” He let out as he dropped to a knee. He began to lose his vision as the electrify continued to course through his body. Finally it stopped just his face hit the pavement. He could feel himself being dragged away by the arms after he heard the man say “get him to the van. Make sure you be gentle with her little toy. She'll get right mad if we bring him in hurt.” Finnlay was confused by who she was but decided he had more pressing matters at hand.

As he continued to be staged he could tell that some of his feeling was coming back in his body. Moving his head slightly he tested how much it hurt to move little things. Feeling no pain left his eyes shot open as he transformed into smoke. “You should have made sure I was dead before you try to kidnap me.” He let out with a deep dark tone filled with blood lust. He reached for his pistols only to realize they had been taken from him. “Well that’s to be expected.” Not giving anymore delay he flew at them stopping right in front of one to punch his lights out with a quick combo of left and right hooks. The man next to him ran to tackle him but watched in horror as he kept straight threw Smokes body. For his efforts the man revived a fast boot to the face breaching his nose and knocking him unconscious. Turning to last man who he had first talked to he got ready for a fight as soon as he saw the man pull out to clubs that were electrified. Coming out of his smoke from Finnlay raised his fist almost taunting the man. The two ran at each other each barely missing each other. Smoke couldn’t do much as that electricity would hit him even in smoke form. Finally after a moment of blocked strikes and dodges Finnlay places a massive punch I got he man's kidney causing the man to cry out and double over. Knocking the batons out of the way Smoke picked the man up by the collar before throwing him off the side with the other two. Grabbing his pistols that had been dropped during the fight he made his way over to the three men.

Looking at who he believes to be the leader once again he asked in a calm but dark voice “who sent you and how did you know where I was.” His reply was spit straight to his face. Clearly pissed off Finnlay just shook his head. “Ok then.” Was all he said before he nonchalantly lifted the pistol shooting one of the other men who had been knocked out in the back of the head. Finnlay Shea’s instantly turned to smoke as a punch passed straight threw it followed by a punch of his to the leaders head. Slamming the am. Against the wall again Finnlay let out in a angers voice. “You see how serious I am now?” Grabbing the man's face he forced him to look at him straight in the eyes. “Let’s try this again. And maybe your other friend won’t die. So how do you know who I am and how did you know I was was here.”

“We see everything. We know everything.” For that comment the man received another punch to the gut. “I want specifics now. Who sent you.”

“She just said you would see in time. She said you would know and that deep down you could tell right now.” He finished with a sadistic smile. Finnlay letting his anger get the better of him shot the last guard who was just starting to wake up. he had this feeling deep in his gut who this mystery person was but he refused to believe it. Turning his attention back to the last man Finnlay looked at him with all the anger in the world slamming him repeatedly into the building almost yelling. “What do you mean I know her! Who is she!”

“You’ll see in do time. Hail Hydra.” Was the last thing the man said as he bit down hard breaking a cyanide capsule in his tooth killing himself before Finnlay could ask him anything else. Finnlay unfazed let the man's limp body fall to the ground as he ran back to the hotel to warn the others and get out of dodge. Just as he rounded the corner to his bike he heard gunshots and telling coming from inside the hotel. “Oh shite in my breakfast.” He said angry as he quickly grabbed his helmet out of his saddle bag along with a chain he had kept in there before running off to the hotel.

As he ran into the hotel he stopped when he saw an all black figure standing there looking rather terrifying if he was being honest with himself. He knew who ever this was had already heard him come in as he wasn't really being the most stealthy at the moment. Suspecting the worse of the situation he drew both his pistols pointing them at the mysterious figure. He was glad he had brought his helmet and the chain since this thing looked like it wasn't hear to make friends. “Who the hell are you.” he asked.

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ULTFIC

Hider

The exodus soldiers were closing in on Ultfic and he knew if he didnt think of something fast he would get knocked out like many other fighters. The four that had encircled him had chosen, unlike him, to wear a helmet, but he could still see there eyes focused on him with a kind of hatred he was somewhat surprised by. Smiling a bit he dropped his stance and stood up seemingly putting down his defence “Well i'm still waiting.” looking closely he saw one of the Exodus cowards turn to look at one of the others for a split second. The poor boy didn't even know what hit him as he was instantly forced to his back with a loud thud. Not a second later a thounders crack sounded as Ultfic slammed his sword into the chest plate leaving quit a large dent in it. Pressing his advantage Ultfic ran at his next target who was still stunned by the display of both power and speed that Ultfic had just shown. To his dismay by the time he regained his senses Ultfic had already planted his shield under the man's own and was lifting him over his own back. With a loud crack the man was hurled over Ultfics head before seeing his shield slammed into his chest signifying his elimination. Looking up Ultfic saw the other two rushing him. Sliding out of the way Ultfic narrowly missed a spear being thrusted at his head. Spinning around he tried to bring his shield down onto one of his assilents back but was surprised to see it was blocked by another shield. Jumping back Ultfic began analyzing how they were fighting they really were used to fighting with one another. “You got lucky your friend was there to save your arse.” he yelled with a smile somewhat enjoying the battle. As soon as he was done the two rushed him yelling as they got closer. Smirking Ultfic kicked up a spear that was on the ground and chucking it at the one that was just behind his friend forcing him to bring his shield up to defend. The small time frame in which he had to raise his shield and stop allowed Ultfic to strike at the fronter most assailant. Bringing down his sword in a downward slash the he forced the poor mans hand as he instantly went to block to save his life leaving his midsection open for what would be an uppercut had he not had a shield that would strike first attached to his arm. Having the wind knocked out of him the man doubled over in pain before being thrown by Ultfic into his own partner causing them both to fall to the ground. The last man quickly got to his feet his feet not wanting to be left defenseless but it was to late as he felt a pain in his shoulder as a sword was forced into the shoulder pad.

Feeling quite proud of himself Ultfic took a moment to catch his breath “That's what you get for relying on numbers.” he jabbed towards the two as they left for the exit. Looking across the arena he noticed that the herd had been thinned greatly meaning the end was coming quick. On closer inspection he noticed that there were fighter who were going through the same problem he had just got out of as they were being surrounded by a swarm of exodus spears. Moving towards were one such fight had just finished he made quick work of what was left of the exodus fighters disarming themselves of their spears before denting their armor.

Just as he had finished with the last Exodus soldier in that small area he heard a whistling sound. Raising his shield just in time he felt and heard three small thuds as throwing knives had been hurled at him. Looking up he saw a very pale man with hair as white as snow. “Ah you're one of those Primfira people arent you. The cockroach of the 4 kingdoms am a right how am i not surprised one of you made it to the end?” The mans smugg looked turned to one of anger at being compared to such a horrible insect. Pulling out he ran towards Ultfic hoping to use his speed to outflank Ultfic. The two dance around each other as they exchanged striked that narrowly missed one another. To most it was very elegant which was in stark contrast to the rest of the tournament which for the most part had been very brutal mimicking a real battle for life and death. The turning point came when the assassin from Primeira jumped back from one of Ultrics slash's allowing Ultfic the opening he had been waiting for. Doing a 360 in quick fashion Ultfic released his shield causing it to head straight at the man. Slamming into the mid section of the Assian just as his feet hit the ground he had nowhere to go but down as ultfic jumped on top of him driving the girl of his blade into the man's chest ending his time in the tournament.

Grabbing his shield once again Ultfic realized he appeared to be the last one standing. His joy was quickly cut short as he heard the sound of heavy feet behind him. Raising his shield just in time and moving to the side he managed to avoid a strike that very well could have ended his life. Unfortunately for him however the man had so much force that he managed to break the shield on impact sending splinters and other debris flying into Ultfics face. Giving Ultfic no time to move the man proceed with a massive up swing with his won the collided with the remaining portion of Ultfics shield. The force was enough to life Ultfic off the ground for several feet as he was hurled away from his attacker. Struggling to get to his feet he saw the giant of a man standing before him. Giant was quite an understatement even for someone who grew up in Earthica. Looking at the man's weapon he saw a massive mace which would ,in the best case senior, break a few bones if it hit him. Giveing a few heavy breaths Ultfic could feel the toll the battle was having on his body. Even a seasoned fighter like him could only fighter for so long in a battle like this especially when he was constantly fighting more than one opponent at a time. HE could also feel the blood beginning to flow down his head from his shield shrapnel and his impact with the ground. "I feel like I was just hit by a bull." he though to himself as he looked at the man with anger Looking he notice the man had turned his back to Ultfic which did more to piss him off than anything. Taking the small bit of wood that was left from his shield Ultfic threw it at the back of the man's head yelling so even the people in the stands could hear “A you ugly. Am not out so why don't you quit celebrating an fight me now that I can see you.” The man clearly took offence to his verbal jabs and rushed straight at Ultfic. Well kind of brought that on my self he said to himself as dodged attack after attack only ever able to give the giant small cuts here and there as he knew standing in one place for to long would leave him open. “Funny isn't it? You’re the literal definition of the Lurans stereotype. Big and stupid.” dodging yet another strike from the mace Ultfic this time was able to put a strike into the man's arm. It wasn't much as Ultfic was trying his best to adhere to the rules of the fight. Seeing the man seething with anger he could tell he just needed one more little push. “Im sorry big fella. I forgot to mention ugly as well. I mean it looks like you fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down before falling face first into the mud at the bottom.” he said in between the man's strikes. He could the tell the man had heard everything he had been saying but the viewers could hardly hear over their loud cheering for who they believed would win. The man had clearly heard enough as he lashed out with even less control than he had originally. Throwing wideal blow Ultfic was able to dodge even easier now that the strike had no real aim to them. Finally as he lifted up the mace Ultfic jumped forwards knocking the man off his center of gravity making him fall back towards the mace which just helped in pulling him down. Stuned the man had little time to realize his mistake as Ultfic was already there planting the dulled blade into the man's chest piece finishing his last opponent in the tournament.

Stumbling backwards slightly Ultfic raised his arms in triumph giving out a triumphant roar to to many spectator as he had proven to all the Kingdoms the might of the warriors of Earthica and of himself. Feeling a little light headed from over exertion and blood loss he nonetheless waited for the royals of Exodus to conclude the tournament before he left hoping he had impressed the people watching.

(end of tournament after his shield broke).

My Hider

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Thanks. I’ll start my post when I get out of school. So am I the only one with a character still fighting in the tournament. Cause if so then I could try to wrap it up in my post depending on what @Aamaya wants

Marvel: Shadows and Secrets (18+)

@ShieldsOfWar really nice cs.

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@Aamaya. Ok thank you. Just wanted to make sure I wasn’t stepping on plans by haveing Ultfic make it to the end and possibly win it.

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So who is still in the tournament? Also @Aamaya did you have any specific plans for how you wanted the tournament to end? Just asking so I know how I should wright my next post.

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ULTFIC

My Hider

Ultfic examined the poster that his friend was holding weight in front of his face. Taking it he looked more closely. Truth be told he had been waiting for the tournament. Today seemed to be just a starting round and would mainly be a warm up for most fighters. With a wide smile he said with a puffed up chest “of course, what kind of question is that?” he handed the flyer back to Solveig as he turned to the King. “Sir with your permission I would like to enter in these fights and prove we are the best and are not to be trifled with and hopefully knock everyone down a peg or two.” after gaining an encouraging yes he quickly went to the nearest guard and promptly signed himself up.
Ultfic was lead by one of the guards to the staging area for all the fighters to get dressed in their armor and be given weapons. As he was inspecting the equipment two female ladies walked up to him giving him a small bow before saying “We are here to help you sir Ultfic.” He turned around a little surprised by them being right behind him. Giveing a bow of his own he replied “Terrible sorry ladies I didn't see you there.” raising his head he looked again as they had brought before him armor and a sword for the use in the tournament. As he changed out of his normal attire which was mostly leather he accepted the chain shirt they offered along with the steel arm guards. After inspecting himself he settled that would be adequate protection figuring anything more would slow him down to much. Turning to the two young ladies still waiting for him he asked “Would by chance have any type of face paint preferably green?” looking at each other for a moment one went off before returning with a small jar of green paint as she handed it to Ultfic. “Thank you.” he said as he took the jar and gave them his belongings to watch over. Just as they were about to leave he stopped them “Here you go this is for your troubles.” he said as he reached into the coin pouch that was hidden under the cloths he had just given them. Pulling several coins he handed each of them a decent amount and asked if they could take his thing to his assigned room. Looking in the mirror he dipped his fingers in the jar of paint. Make sure to do so with care he applied one line above his right eye with another two lines below it. Being satisfied with the results he set down the jar as he walked towards the exit with the rest of the warriors.

As he joins them at the gate many of the Earthicans were chanting and conducting a variety of other rituals which were common for his people. Grabbing his fellow kings guard he dragged them to the center of the cluster as they formed a circle by linking arms over one another's shoulder. Each of them began shifting side to side as they began chanting/ singing a sort of old warrior song. Almost perfectly timed, the doors leading out into the great arena opened just as the song ended as all the Earthican guards gave out a mighty roar as the marched out into the field clanging their weapons together. Ultfic himself slammed his sword into the shield a couple times before sticking his hands out and yelling out to the crowd which caused a massive roar from the section closest to him.

After all the contestants entered into the center they were greeted by a speech form the princess and were given the rules that were to be followed. She then went on to introduce the more prominent fighters from each of the nations. He took note of some high class individuals were currently in the arena with him. Summing, he was quite glad to hear this hoping that he could beat them personally to submit his people's place as the best. To his surprise Laurel had also joined them in the arena. He had seen her in passing in the palace but nothing really more. He knew she could handle herself but this seemed out of her normal realm being that she had a lack of arrows on her back. He snapped out of this thought when he heard his name being called out as the captain of the Earthicans. Upon hearing this some of the other competitors gave him looks both of slight fear and of hatred. ‘Well this will make things interesting’. He thought to himself.

Once the flag dropped and the fight began he saw many fighters charge out into combat. It was quite clear that Luthrans, and Earthica were in there element amongest the chaos of battle. The Exodus warriors were not very comfortable with the idea of a full on brawl and seemed to prefer one on one dueling. Scanning the battlefield a bit more he saw one of his men be attacked by three armed men with spears. Running up behind them Ultfic slammed his shield into the back of the knee causing the man to collapse. Spinning around as he moved closer making sure the spear that was incoming was brushed off on his shield he pushed forward slamming into the man head on taking them both to the ground. The distraction was enough to allow the other guard to strike the last Exodus warrior eliminating all three. Getting back to his feet Ultfic nodded his head at the guard before heading off back into the heat of combat.

Continuing forward he fought in a contradictory style that was his people's stereotype. Most Earthicans used large weapons and used there much larger size to overpower their opponents. Ultfic rather, preferred to use more speed and waited for opening in his opponent's attack. Looking across the field he saw a Luthran helping out Laurel from his own people no less. “What is that about.” he said allowed to himself as he dodged an incoming strike spinning around and slamming his sword into the assailants back.

Looking around he realized that he had been surrounded by a group of Exodus warriors all slowly closing spears at the ready. Dropping down once again into his stance behind his shield he yelled “well come on then, don't let me die of old age!”

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I’m still here. Sorry it took so long for a post just been busy.

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Ultfic

Ultfic was finishing his preparations for the royal trip to exodus. He wasn’t exactly happy to be going on the trip to the land of supposed blood drinkers and back stabbers but if the King was going so was he. He had heard that all Kingdoms would be present which of course meant that Luthra would be there and only the good lord knew what would come of them being present. Putting the last of his things in his pack he strapped it shut before throwing it over his shoulder. He took one last glance around the room to make sure he had forgotten nothing. Turning around he walked towards where the horses would be waiting for the party. As he passed the various people that worked in the “palace” he greeted them with a smile and a small bow which many gave back.

Stepping outside Ultfic saw the stable boys making the final preparation for the journey. He had arrived just in time to see his shield being fitted to the side of the horse a sleeping bag being strapped to the back. Taking Ultfics bag the stable boy quickly added it to the horses load. “Your horse is ready lord Ultfic.” the young boy had said with a bow. Ultfic quickly put his hand up stopping the boy from continuing “please don't refer to me as a lord for I am not one and most likely never will be.” Adding in a smile “but I appreciate the gesture.” he fished after tossing the boy a couple pieces of gold as payment which was far more than most of the stable hands were giveing if they were given anything.

As he turned around he saw his King and Queen had just arrived each wearing the best they had obviously trying to impress the royals of the other kingdoms. Giveing a small bow he greeted them “My lady and Lord” before getting onto his horse. He had already instructed his men on the formation they would be in for the trip. It was fairly simple one, on each side of the cart with two behind and Ultfic taking point in front of the caravan. As they continued on he could be heard humming a quiet little tune and perhaps even a whisper or two of some lyrics.

As they neared the city he could hear the loud music and yelling of what sounded like a city wide party was happening. Ultfic had to admit he was excited about what would come and who he would meet while in the palace. Though if he was being honest he still didn't trust anyone outside his kingdom which he was trying to get over for the Kings sake and for the sake of his land. When they finally reached the main gates he left his horse, after making sure to grab all his belongings, to the servants at the gate who would take them and keep them in the stable until there departure. Sliding on his shield he walked behind the King and Queen at a respectable distance, enough to give them space and not to intrude on them but close enough that he would jump in and intervene in any problems they may have.

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I’ll try and get a post up today

@silence sounds @Aamaya. If you had any ideas for our characters interacting when they first arrive feel free to pm