Zereshk (1)

First Person POV Rules

Italic text like this, are the thoughts that are accessible to everything in a characters mind in first person.

Normal text like this is the character describing what they are doing in a sort of pseudo-omniscient narration.

"Text like this are people talking", whether that be the character the POV is following or people talking around them.

-Text like this are the thoughts of anything in the characters mind- this rules both applies to second consciousnesses and certain types of magic, like long distance communication between two people.

Third Person POV Rules.

"Talking"

'Thoughts'

-Another persons thoughts in someone else's head'

Describing

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"Guess this is it..." an old, grizzled looking old man says, standing opposite of Cayenne. A beard that nearly touches the floor, a nearly bald head, muscles that shouldn't be on a seemingly 90 year old, and the most interesting features he has, are his pointed ears and missing eye.

"My apologies child." he ends, and suddenly he thrusts his hand into the tree next to him before biting his finger, drawing blood. He then quickly draws a few symbols in the air, his blood working as ink that stays suspended mid air.

once he finishes, the blood begins glowing a nice emerald green, before it seemingly turns into pure light that twist and and contort into a magic circle, before it vanishes.

Silence.

Cayenne watches as the tree explodes into splinters and all thats left of it is a wooden katana in the old mans hand.

'Well shit. This guy is def gonna beat my ass', Cayenne thinks to himself, getting into position, his knife in one hand and his broken spear in the other.

The old man also gets into stance, a much better one, and he says one last thing.

"What's your name child?"

"Cayenne"

"Zereshk"

The instant Zereshk gives his own name, he all but vanishes from his spot and all Cayenne just feels pain emanating from his side before he is blasted away into a tree.

He quickly rises to his feet and looks around again, and unlike his usual self, he is dead silent.

He hears a sound to his right and attempts to stab at it but his head is shot upwards as Zereshk's sword impacts his chin, he watches the stars like an idiot in a daze before he is kicked in his stomach sending him back to the ground.

His opponent is clearly playing with him.

The fight continues in a similar manner, Zereshk slapping Cayenne around, Cayenne attempting to attack, being parried easily and then slapped around some more.

Cayenne, does however, begin dodging more attacks, but that ends quickly as Zereshk goes harder and harder on him, his blows to alot more damage, he is sent flying much further and he begins losing energy.

-Focus Cayenne, I really don't want to die here-

Cayenne grumbles a bit, before rushing forward, but his broken spear and short range with a knife doesn't allow him to make any good attacks, so after a few more ass beatings he decides to say something.

"C'mon old man. My weapon of choice is fucked... is this really a honorable way to fight?" he says, hoping to dig into any sort of sportsmanship Zereshk may have and it thankfully works.

"Mmm, fine. Throw your weapon" he replies, throwing his sword away and getting ready to fight hand to hand.

'Shit... I was hoping he would make me a spear' Cayenne internally curses, knowing full well if he doesn't comply he is gonna hurt this guys honor and get himself killed without a fight.

So to Rot's dismay, he actually throws his knife and spear away.

-What are you doing you idiot, you could of surprise attacked him!-

Cayenne just ignores him though and takes a stance, staring at Zereshk, taking deep breaths to calm himself down, and once sufficiently calm, the old man rushes forward first.

Lunging forward with speed that contrasts his age, as Cayenne sidesteps- barely, feeling the rush of wind as Zereshk's fist slices through the air where his head had just been.

If that punch connected his head would of exploded into gore.

In response Cayenne swings his first in a wide arc, following the very little he knows about fighting hand-to-hand, but the old elf contorts his body in such a manner his fist flies right over him.

Before Zereshk grabs Cayenne by the arm, spins around his arm while applying minimal weight to Cayenne, somehow allowing Cayenne to hold him up in a daze, all in the span of a few milliseconds, and what comes next nearly sends Cayenne straight to the grave.

The old man twists his body around Cayenne as a tree snake would twist around a tree, before wrapping a leg around Cayenne's neck, stopping him from breathing, placing a hand on the ground, and then kicking the living shit out of Cayenne with his other leg, sending him flying into the air.

While Zereshk stays balanced on a single arm, before dropping to his feet again the same moment Cayenne hits the ground with a broken jaw, and a headache so bad he can barely even tell he is still alive.

Even through his high pain tolerance, he feels like shit, if any other normal person took that hit they would of probably died from the pain alone.

-Find your knife, summon me. If you don't you die today- Rot speaks into his mind and this time Cayenne is confident thats his only chance, so once he regains his eye sight he begins scanning for the knife.

And once he spots it he rises to his feet and tries to run for it, but a kick is sent straight into his stomach, causing him to spit blood as something breaks in his body.

He manages to stay on his feet, as the old man speaks to him, "I thought you wanted a honorable fight. Instantly going for your weapon is such a pathetic move".

Following that he punches Cayenne in the stomach, pretty much folding him around his fist, before following it up with a few more punches, leaving bruises, breaking bones and causing pain.

Zereshk then grabs his neck, swipes his legs, knocking him off balance and then just holds him there, choking him out very slowly, as Cayenne struggles.

"Rest in peace."

The light in Cayenne's eyes die very slowly, and he begins getting weaker and weaker, but just as he is about to pass out he speaks a few more words.

"This... is... kinky..."

Before kicking up the knife on the ground he barely managed to reach, and by pure chance it lands in his hand, and he quickly stabs it towards Zereshk's face, but Zereshk being as good as he is, manages to dodge it- mostly.

It still creates a deep gash on the side of his head and even cut off his ear, and causes him to momentarily let go of Cayenne's neck, but soon enough he grabs onto Cayenne's left arm and twists it, forcing Cayenne into a difficult position.

"Bingo bitch!" Cayenne shouts, twisting his body, managing to not only dislocate his shoulder, but also break the bone in his arm at the perfect place for him to quickly brandish his knife and with a swift cut, he cutes in between the broken bone, severing his arm.

He grins as his arm flies off, and Zereshk watches in confusion.

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Bow down my subjects! Praise me! Submit yourselves to me! Give me your offerings of stones, and you shall be free of my wrath!

Anyway.

The whole fight is gonna be in the third person, it allows for much better fight scenes. This one took quite a bit to write, and its still not done.