Will the fire burn out?(Vicious)

[Blane Reed]

it was a hard night. Blaze was on for the chase. Blaze knew who this scum worked for. It was that clan that was making an uproar. blaze was definitely not behind them at all. His soul purpose in life was to make sure that didn't happen. The world was not getting taken over by some old vampires. If Blaze was only a finger left, that finger would make it to the trigger of a gun and blow them away. His eyes were set on these guys. All he needed to know was where they took birth. Hence the reason why he was here. Jumping roof top to roof top to track this one down.

Watching as he jumped down to the street. Blaze drawn out Ebony. Taking aim down on this piece of shit. Letting Ebony fire off, down at the vampire. The bullet piercing the leg of the vampire. Blaze shot another one off, at the other, leg. Before the vampire even hit the ground, Blaze caught him. His eyes looking upon the vampire. "YOU! Tell me where Vicious is! Blaze commanded. Blaze wanted to end them now. He wasn't wasting anymore time. "You will never find him, and im not going to tell you-"[/color] The vampire was cut off by the sound of a raging gun.

Blaze didn't have time3 to play games. He was on a mission. Search and Destroy. If he didn't get what he wanted, they would be done. Blaze slid Ebony back in his pocket. Looking down the road. He was somewhere out there, and he didn't want to waste anymore time.

[sbs]

It was then a luagh seeped into the brain of the gunslinging vampire. If one were to look around they wouldn't see anything, but they could feel the wind in the air suddenly chilling as the chuckle still seeped through the vampire's mind. The moon light suddenly blocked by the clouds making everthing dark. The laughter finally came from around the vapire instead of inside, from the dark shadow of a towering wall two peircing red eyes came. And then with it the sound of shoes steadily walking amoungst the asphualt.

As the cloud passed the figure of a man dressing in a black facade was illuminated. His suit made him look as if he were an undertaker. Two black, leather gloves covered his pale hands. His long silver hair sheilding the vision of his sadistic and maniacal smile from the rest of the world and from the boy who was searching for him. A sheathed katana was grasped in the man's right hand. "Don't you know curiousity killed the cat?"

[Blane Reed]

Blaze stopped slightly. The laugh was irritating his mind. Though, he wanted to see what was happening. His eyes followed around the street. looking for what was coming around him. He had this feeling that he was here already. Which as true enough. Blaze solid gray eyes, met the gaze of some red ones. So, this was the one they called Vicious. Blaze let a smile come to his face. Surely Vicious didn't look like much. But, looks were wrong about everyone.

Blaze flicked his jacket up, and turned to face him evenly. His eyes met his still, and looked at his right hand. So, he was a swordsmen. Blaze felt the giant sword on his back. But, Blaze was a cheater, he moved his hand slightly down. Right into his pocket. "Don't you know that your going to die?" Blaze replied. He didn;t care if it was catchy, he wasn't messing around. With that, He had Ebony and Ivory ripped out. Felling the grip, he let bullets fly. The power, jocking Blazes arms back a little

He wasn't hesitating to shoot him down. He was letting everything out. The rapid fire of the guns was pushing Blaze back slightly. He never gave the full power out. Though, he never thought so much power was behind the guns. He was letting Vicious have it. The flash of the muzzles blinded Minyo for a split second. The he focused through the flash. No one was unstoppable. He had to be damaged at least.

[sbs]

A brief grin crossed over the lips of the pure blood as the torrent of bullets spiraled towards him. With a flick on his wrist his sword was unsheathed and he was spinning it infront of him like a windmill. The blade was moving at such a speed it easily caught the bullets that were coming towards him. As the bullets were stopped so was the rotation of the vampire's blade. He placed the tip of the sword along the asphualt and smiled as he drew the blade back and lined the bullets perfectly in singlefile line.

As he looked at Blaze he smiled his dark sinister smile. "Guns... so primitive." He said before he pulled back and with a hard swing hit the line of bullets back at Blaze all of them lined up behind one another with a few seconds apart from one another. It was then Vicious dissapeared. seemingly vacaded from the area.

[Blane Reed]

With a split second of time going past Blaze. The eyes watched his blade. Spin faster and faster. An amazing speed none the less. Blaze knew he had to be on his toes for this guy. The bullst stopping by the single katana. Blaze was smart not to attack dead on, it would mean he would be dead by now. He knew what he was doing, so Blaze was going to have to stay a little defensive. To get past this swordsmen, he was going to need more than just a clip of a gun.

Blaze spun, Opening his jacked up. Watching the bullets in a line flow right through. His back turned to his enemy for a split second. It though gave blaze time to reload. Along with a strategy. Sliding Ebony off into a pocket. He reloaded Ivory. His hand up to his sword, and spun. Let the sword off his back and land in the ground. Blaze stood behind it slightly looking at where Vicious use to be, Ivory pointed forward.

This was surprising. He was gone. Someone like him would waitm until the job was finished. Blaze pulled his large blade out of the ground. He scanned the area on where he would be. He was fast that was for sure. Blaze might not be able to keep up, but thats what his sword was for. It wasn't just used for killing someone. Something just as thick as him, and as big was more than a weapon. It was a great defensive tool. Blaze pointed Ivory around. "Come on out, i promise ill kill you as fast as i can."[/color] Blaze laughed.

[sbs]

There was no anwser, Only a loud screech and boom from behind. There stood the Pure blooded Killer with his blade drawn in a shashing position. What raced after Blaze was much worse, one wouldn't relise the extend of his trick until the impact came to a large lamp. The lamp suddenly creeked and belowed as it fell towards Blaze along with the pulse of compressed air. The air was so tightly compressed that if formed an invisible blade that could cut through the most hardest of objects.

It was then he disapeared agian, another screech and boom and a large tree groaned as it fell to the left and the second invisible blade shot at Blaze. Vicious let out a laugh, "all that talk... Do you know what to do right now?" he asked as now he was standing ontop of a sculpture, his sword sheathed and his arms crossed as he looked down on Blaze.

[Blane Reed]

Blaze heard the large crash of something. It was something new. It as a good thing Blaze wasn't afraid of anything new. Just the deadly air blast thats all. He noted the blade slice that made the lamp fall. Blaze Moved his sword, slicing the lamp away. Them made his defensive once again. By blocking the slice of air coming his way. The air blade smacked Blaze's sword with a lot of force, causing it to start to scratch. Yet it didn't disappear.

The loud scratches on the large blade made a deafening sound. The sound that would send little children crying to their mothers. Blaze was having a rough time trying to block this. His sword felt weak against this might. Then Blaze heard it, a slight breaking sound. CRAP. Blaze's sword was going to snap in two. He looked quickly, hearing another blast of air coming right at him.

Blaze moved his sword around. Deflecting the large air of blast at the other blast of air. The loud crash together made a sick sound. Blaze heard slight car alarms in the distance. The smoke covered the entire street. Blaze quickly slammed his blade back into the ground, and jumped on top of it. Ripping Ebony out of his pocket once again, aiming at where Vicious should be, just waiting for the smoke to clear. He needed more time to think of a plan, he couldn't just face him head to head.