AU CAP; Cameo/Gala <333

The moment has come. The first battles were overwith and now, in the most unfortunate event, the second round started. The two names that were called out was exactly the reason that I started to pace back and forth. My feet going so fast that I couldn't even stand to look around at anything else.

"No. Gala.. I can't fight her. I just can't. How can I do that to Matthew? How can I do that to Gala? Either way, I lose. One way or another, I will have to hurt Gala." I pause and stare in the mirror of the small locker room. I see my eyes. I see my expression. With a heavy sigh, I shake my head.

"She knows I told her that I won't go easy. She knows to expect the worse. This is the pregames. Whatever happens. Happen. Gala.. bring it on, little sis." I turn and leave the room, and come out to the battlefield and the moment that I see Gala is ready, I charge her instantly.

[dice=200+11000]
Shallow Cut on Right Shoulder -- 3.5 damage

Kyanite:

The blade I swing does a shallow damage to her shoulder for the first round of swings. Luckily, it makes me feel better not to start off with something so damaging. Something that she can easily come back from. Releif washes over me instantly to know that she will come back fighting. Now, I have more confidence then ever to fight with everything I've got because the moment the blade leaves her shoulder, she comes back with such a fighting spirit and for once, I'm pleased and then filled with pain.

I hiss out the moment her knife sinks deep within my hand. My finger instantly throbbing and by the looks of the cut, it's so deep I'm surprised that it is still attached. I look to Gala, not with fear or hatred, but of the ironic pleasing grin. "What... a start..." I manage out with trying to bite back this urge to scream out. My hand numbs instantly. Guess, she hit a nerve.. no matter... She'll be expecting my next attack. Lil sis, watch your back... Don't let me kill you.

Gripping the axe with all the strength in my right hand, I charge at her, swing around and let the blade cut the air.
[dice=200+11000]
Shallow Cut on Forehead -- 4.5 damage

Kyanite; 8.5

Gala's reaction wasn't right. She had no reason to apologize or even think about apologizing. It was meant to happen. It was suppose to be done. The little girl was just as surprised as I was, but I knew she had it in her. I knew that somewhere deep within this child that something would happen that would show her that size doesn't matter. It's skills. It's strength. Not just by muscles, but by the true strength that lies within someone. Even when she attacks me again I see that glint in her eyes, much like Kayghna did. There's this furosity in her and if it takes defeating me to bring that out in her, then I gladly give in to her.

"NEVER HESITATE, GALA... Never for a second." I growl at her as she claims the cut on her forehead was deserved and then she declairs her next attack was also deserved. That's when the small girl comes at me with the knife and the blade lays across my chest, cutting the fabric. Cutting the ivory skin that now shows the red liquid that comes from within. Once again, I hiss out slightly, but shake my head.

"That'a girl... Matthew.. will be pleased to see that you are doing... so well." I tell her, and bring my hand down from my chest and grip the axe. I look at the blade then back at her. "Gala.. no hard feelings, right?" I swing.
[dice=200+11000]
Deep Gash on Left Thigh -- 8.0 damage


Kyanite: 12.5

Totally!

She's strong than ever. Why is it that when she's fighting me, she seems to let it all go by without nothing more than just friendly competition attitude? This battle seems to be matched evenly. We are both so close to our end. So much blood is being drawn from our bodies, yet both of us don't quit. She keeps coming. That girl has the right stuff...

"I"m proud of you.... Gala... Keep'em coming." I announce to her and look to somewhere in the stands. Matthew is watching I know and right now, I can only imagine the look on his face... or lack there of if he can't stand to watch what's going on. Her knife hits me again. Cutting the flesh between my shoulder and neck and the stinging sensation, for once, has me doubling over. I look up at Gala after a second and shake my head.

"You almost done yet, Gala? You not going to put up a bigger fight? You started off strong... you're weakening. TOUGHEN UP. Come at me. Do it!" I yell at her, and let the axe do the rest of my talking.

[dice=200+11000]
Shallow Cut on Right Hip -- 3.5 damage

Kyanite: 16.0

The moment I tell her to toughen up, i see the light in her eyes. I see that gear working and I see how she seems to understand me and from that moment on, she throws my words back at me then she takes the next moment to attack me with such anger, by the way she charges at me. I turn to move and get the knife instantly to the back of my head. I feel myself drop to my knees. My hand goes back to the back of my head and the pain that I feel cutting through my head is immense.

No more words. Just silent thoughts ring through my head, as I use the axe as a leaning tool and pull myself back up to my feel, against the swimming vision. I nod to Gala and take off, with the moment I know that Matthew is watching. Who ever comes out alive from this is going to be a force to be reckoned with in the third level of these pregames. Who will win and prosper? Me? Or Gala? One way to find out. I launch the axe in my hand and my body follows.
[dice=200+11000]
Shallow Cut on Back -- 4.0 damage

Kyanite: 20.5

I charge at her with the thought of ending it with just one more hit, but as it happens, my axe only grazes her back. Immediately, I see the blood. I see how she didn't want to fight me back with words. Now, instead of distracting each other with words, I feel the battle has suddenly became just that much more intense. No more playing. No more congradulating. That only seems to be the downfall of the battle and I know whatever happens after this, I will take care of Gala as much as I can. I will teach her. I will show her what I know. I was taught by the two men in my life that refused to let me grow up a weakling. It's Gala's turn, although she don't need it. She is just as feirce as I am.

Gala is a force to be reckoned with. AS close as a battle she had with Mason, now she was even closer. Instead of punches and broken bones, it's blood. My blood. Her blood. Our intense fight is what is going on and I hear the crowd silence for moments at a time, when they watch this little girl become so much more. She is a true challenger and she comes at me with her knife. I won't let it hurt me though. I aim to win this. I know I have given her so much experience in this battle and I can't just let her win. Some battles just can't be won. You grow better from failure. From defeat. From those experiences is what makes you grow and now, I intend to help her and teach her through that. I need to show her what its like to lose and grow.

The knife nears my face. The blade glints off my face and I suddenly bring my hand up and block her attack so easily and the axe in my other hand comes swinging around to her without hesitation as I glare at her with fear. I don't want to hurt her that bad. I Just want to show her what it is like to gain power from failure as I've learned so much in my life and look where it has gotten me? With pursed lips, I halt and wait to see the effects of where my blade landed.

[dice=200+11000]
Shallow Cut on Cheek -- 3.5 damage


Kyanite: 20.5