The old one Watches

[rage]

Rage.....It was his name....Departed has Ra'ge...the only thing that kept down the dark warrior that had saved him so many of times....Now was only Rage....the endless anger....the boundless furry. The Pure black hedgehog raised the metal hand that gave him all of his powers He pointed it down at the streets below. It was time to annouce his coming to the world...to show them that he had returned and this time...There would be no leaveing....not until everything had fallen to his might. He slowly charged the energy into his hand. Drawing on the energy of the lights and mechines around him. The street lights going out as he prepared it. The cars stoping in mid movement causeing several accidents. He fired the blast then. unleashing a powerful wave of dark energy in the middle of the street. Most people were wise enough to get out of the way...two however wern't. they stared there as the blast shot towards them. unknowing that their death would come swiftly.

[Pyre]

Suddenly blue fire streaked the spot where the pair had stood. A tangle of bodies rolled and smashed across the pavement while white-hot fire blasted the spot where they had once been.

The figures disentangled themselves. There were three of them now, not two. The newcomer pulled himself free, gasping, blue fire rippling down his rune-studded black pelt. A black hound, he stood up slowly, swearing, staring up wide-eyed at where the blast had come from.

"What the hell?"

He could barely see someone...on top of the roof? What was going on?

The hound stood there in a daze, wondering why, when he'd had such quick reflexes a second ago, he now couldn't even feel his legs. Why wasn't he running with everyone else?

[rage]

The Black Hedgehog smiled. It was a cruel smile. He jumped down and looked at the hound. His eyes glowing fircely with a evil aura. This one Ra'ge has not met yet. So Rage would not know what he was capable of just yet. However that wouldn't stop him...Oh no. that just brought on the fun. He looked into the eyes of the new one. "So? we have a new hero do we?" He asked not really caring about the awenser he would get. He walked slowly towards him. His metal right hand shining with the ancient runes that embedded into it. He aimed his hand hand once more. leveling it onto the hound. "Will you be able to entertain me for a while?" He asked

[Pyre]

Hero? He felt like anything but. The signature blue flames that clung to his hands, feet, ears, and tail flared up defensively, but his muscles still didn't move. He couldn't think straight, a deer in the headlights, wide eyes taking in the hedgehog's own, hellfire burning the city street all around the pair of them.

He staggered back, his foot finally obeying him. His eyes darted around the square, completely deserted. Everyone else had run home while the hound played the part of distraction. Lucky me.

Another step back. He was still shaking, but it was getting better. Legs, can you handle it? Feet, ready to run? Chest, lungs, heart--I think it's all working right.

Like hell if he was going to play hero here. He liked his life. Suddenly he spun on his heel and took off.

[rage]

Rage watched the poor creature attempt to escape. Sooner or later they all would fall. However this persons power interested him. As he thought of what he could use him for his body vanished. He now stood infront of the hound. A brief yawn emitting from his lips. "You have some skills but your not very fast are you" He said more of a statement then a question. He was debating in his mind to use him or kill him..or maybe even save him for later. "I don't feel like chaseing weaklings. So why don't you just lie down for a moment till I decide what to do with you. He was of course running right next to the hound as he taunted him.

[Pyre]

Jet skidded to a halt, ears flat, staring at Rage with gritted teeth.

Can't run. He snarled like a dog, baring white fangs, runes dancing wildly in his firelight. "Alright. You want to fight?" Guess I have no other choice. "His senses were coming back to him, adrenalin hot in his veins. "Let's see how long you last against a hellhound."

He jumped forward, punching at the hedgehog's sneering face, flames rushing past his fist.

[rage]

The Black hedgehog couldn't help but smirk even more now. He finally was going to get some fun time. Ever since his resurrection he had nothing but weak and pathetic humans to fight. Now he was finally going to get to enjoy some true combat. He side stepped the punch with ease and grace. appearing behind the hound and aiming his metal hand like a spear. Moving to shove it through the hell hounds stomach with amazing speeds- To slow puppy." He said with a dark and cruel tone.

[Pyre]

A glance over the shoulder--ah crap--Jet dropped, barely ducking under the blow, a cut across his jacket. On all fours, he lunged at Rage from underneath. He was so close, but now wasn't the time to get confident. This freak was fast!

"Too slow yourself, rat!"

[rage]

Instead of dodging. Rage back flipped. His foot now aimed for right under the Hounds chin. "So this is a hell hounds power hmm?" he asked. He would seem to land in mid air. His arms crossed as he looked down at the hound. "And what would be your name little puppy?" He asked. The dark and sinister grin that always seemed plastered on his face. and those deep crimson eyes that looked down at him seemed to dance with the dark aura that surrounded him. It would almost take the form of a huge black dragon. His aura seemed to circule around his body. its huge red eyes always looking at the hell hound. His aura almost seemed self aware.

[Pyre]

The foot collided, the hound jerked back, teeth snapping on his tongue.

Backing up, still on all fours, watching Rage cautiously, he slowly raised one hand, wiping blood from his mouth. "Jet," he replied. He'd been stunned, but only for a second. He had the taste of battle in his mouth. His blood was racing with anticipation, every muscle screaming to be put to use. Energy crackled through his blood, his flames flashing white here and there. And he was smiling slightly, marveling at this guy's own powers, at that how creepy he was, betting he could still take him on.

Suddenly he dashed off again, but this time he left a trail of fire in his wake, burning inexplicably on the unyielding asphalt. A massive wall of fire, surging powerfully with each second it was left alone.

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Rage growled. There was one thing he hated above many things. And that was when his prey tried to run. His body vanished leaving behind him a huge burst of sound that was known as a sonic boom. His sword as now in his left hand as his right metal one glowed with the anticipation of feasting on the energy of a fallen victim He would not let his prey get away. Not this time. He had thought about making this person one of his minions but now all he wanted to do was tear him limb from bloodly limb. "Come back here puppy. I aint done with you yet!" Rage would roar. the sound of his voice like some sicking cackle of a demon as he chased after Jet.

[Pyre]

Jet picked up speed, as fast as he could, each muscle and ligament working in perfect unison, breath coming in short gasps, feet slapping the asphalt in a numbing rhythm.

Suddenly he turned, sharp, feet skidding only slightly. He cut across in front of Rage, leaving a massive wall of fire for the hedgehog to run into if he were stupid enough--Jet didn't think he was.

But the hound kept turning, and his intention was clear--to box Rage in with the flames. Somewhere in the process, Jet disappeared from sight, engulfed in the blue inferno.

[rage]

Rage glared at the flames in front of him. He stopped almost on a dime and glared on it then back to the direction jet was running. This was getting old really fast for him. He wasn't going to kill this fool quickly now...Oh no. He was going to make it as slow and painful as possible. Glancing back at the flames behind him now he held his sword at the ready. "Come here pup and lets end this. Stop running around like a coward and fight me head on" He taunted. he didn't think the hound would fall for that but he felt like saying it any ways. He held his right metal hand out towards the flames. Energy once more being gathered. This time it wasn't from just t he lights from the street lamps. It was also from the wall of fire Jet had created. At first it was just a low flame appearing on his hand. Then in an instant it was like a jet stream. The flames Jet had created were now being used as to fuel Rage's own power.

[Pyre]

That was just fine--normal flame couldn't hurt Jet. Fire didn't do anything to him. You can't fight fire with fire--you just make it stronger.

A massive ring of fire encircled Rage, and Jet seemed to have disappeared.

Until suddenly the black hound leapt through the wall towards Rage's side, jaws snapping for he hedgehog's neck

[rage]

Rage kept his guard up when the circle of flames surrouned him. His blade to his left side and his metal hand ready to guard the right. When Jet jumped at him he was ready. His blade spun out. This attack not aimed to kill but to possibly dismember and arm or take a nice chunk out of his flesh. In a arc like motion he aimed it for Jet's arm. "I do not know if I have given you my name yet" He said with that sinister smirk. "My name....is Rage"