Testing Limits (Hiro, open)

[tadashi]

The ring wasn't used publicly except at night when very often this kind of thing would have drawn a huge crowd. Dash liked fighting his brother whenever he got the chance. He had come very close to beating him a few times and for the most part the two were all but evenly matched. He liked fighting him too because they both healed and so he didn't have to hold back like he did with most of the younger wolves. It was never his intention to actually hurt his brother, so there was only so far he would be willing to go. This was for training, after all.

"Is that the best you can do, big bro?" Dash snapped back with a chuckle as he spat some blood from his mouth. There was an excited gleam in his eyes. There was no greater Lycan than his brother, his brother. He was filled with pride, just thinking of all the two had accomplished together. Soon enough they would have the Vampires exactly where they wanted them. Soon they would have the upper hand and they would put them down for good.

Dash sped up, showing just why he'd earned the nickname so long ago. He laughed, circling around behind his brother with a series of quick hand jabs and strikes with his feet. He stopped, gloating, enjoying himself. There was a smile on his face as he stood, for a moment anyway in front of his brother, "Come on, Hiro, don't tell me your age is finally catching up to you?" He laughed again, this time he spoke while moving faster, a virtual blur, "Don't disappoint me, bro. I have to have someone to look up to."

He was teasing the other Lycan, of course. And like usual, Dash was forgetting one simple fact. Eventually, he would have to slow down or stop. And like usual, Hiro would likely be waiting for him. And it would hurt.

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Again he ends up fighting his little bro, an small escape from all the business in the world. Fighting, the best thing they were both good at. A nice sparring session, a nice bloody sparring session. The other lycans were always watching when they were fighting. With his great strength and his brother's wicked speed. Already his brother was spitting blood, he need to work on his enurance but he is always focusing on the woman. Although the womanizing ways came from him. He couldn't help but smile under his mask. In a way he was very proud of his brother, but never really showed it.

He kept his hands ups covering his face and body his heels pressed down hard against the ground. Quickly turning his body to block the strikes. In the mist of fighting he was thinking about the time his brother was first born. He reminded him of Artemis before he was killed in the battle long ago. Ashame, he would of learned manners in the time of the romans. His little brother was a lot more modern than he is but still had that great sense of honor. Which only made him only more proud of his brother. With people like Tadashi. The vampire will have a problem with finishing off the lycan clan.

"Your nothing but hot air little brother." He said calmly. Waiting for the right time to strike. "You know...." He continued, the time to strike was getting closer. "You need to concentrate on the...." He threw a punch then it was followed by an uppercut to his ribs. "Fight and stop being so damn cocky."

[tadashi]

These were the happiest moments of his life, getting pummeled to a bloody pulp by his brother. There just wasn't anything better. Not in Tadashi's mind anyway, well sex was good too, but definitely not with his brother. No, he loved his brother, just not THAT much. Nope, he'd settled for fighting, besides Hiro had taught him pretty much everything he knew about it. In fact he was always learning something from these encounters. Even if that lesson was simply to learn when to keep your mouth shut.

He had been so busy talking that he missed the tell. The moment when his brother's stance shifted and he swung. Hiro knew he hated getting hit in the face. It only made him angry. It threatened to send him to that place he didn't want to go, the place where he would lose himself to the wolf. He forced himself to try and calm down, only to nearly lose his last meal when the uppercut landed at his rib cage. He was sure the blow had cracked a rib. It stung, but he could tell his body was already beginning to mend the fracture. It wouldn't heal nearly as fast as the damage he would do to his brother but by tonight he'd begin to feel better.

He smirked as the comment came about him being cocky, "I am fighting, and what's wrong with being cocky? I've heard it works for me." The ladies seemed to like it anyway. And if other people didn't like it, well it would piss them off, so it was all good. He twisted away from the next punch, conserving his energy now. He may have had his faults but he always listened to his brother, well most of the time. He was taking the fight more serious now. He had to if he wanted to avoid another cracked rib. His brother's point was well made, as usual. He grunted, his lips forming a snarl as he moved to block another strike and go in with his own left jab. This was followed by a series of strikes as he shifted into Muay Thai, a form of martial arts that utilized eight points of contact incorporating the elbows and knees in addition to the fists and feet. He was particularly fond of the form called Muay Ta Sao, something he'd picked up in the North of Thailand back before it had been called that name. It emphasized speed, particularly in kicking. Because of its faster speed, it was called also called "Ling Lom" or windy monkey. Thinking of that reminded him of some of his brother's more annoying nicknames for him.

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It was time to help his brother with his endurance. He was becoming really serious changing his stance to Jiu-justu. Muay Thai indeed compliment his brothers strength and speed but there is a weakness in it's fighting style. Ground fighting, try using speed when you on your back. He thrusted his elbow, taking a kick to his face, into his brothers ankle. "How's your foot brother?" He said with a laugh with his nose bleeding. "Come on now where's that mouth of yours?" Before he let his brother say anything he quickly threw him to the ground. "Come on perm boy, if you actually win I might get us something to eat." Win or lose he was going to get his brother something.

The one thing his brother always did for him was bring out his playful side. Every lycan knew it, even his little brother, and he was a very closed off person. He filps his brother into a headlock. "And I might let kitty clean you up." Now that win or lose, he wasn't going to let him have. Kitty was his favorite little slave. He laughs some giving him a nuggie messing up his hair. "This is what you get for having long hair boyo!" The lycans around him began to laugh as they saw him playing with his brother. Afterwords he continued his pummeling of his brother.

Using an arm to keep his headlock, but before he could continue a lycan comes up wounded. He quickly gets up and drops his brother. "Your lordship, vampires have attacked a slave convoy, that were on their way here. There are still a few fighting to protect the convoy." The lycan said. Reaching out to his lord. He picks up the lycan and sets him over to a seat. "Crap." He said calmly. He looks around, his fellow lycans ready for a fight. "Everyone, Stay back and protect this area!" He points to five big lycans. "You guys, are with me! We are going to attack these assholes!" He looks at his brother. "Get some armor on, they might have silver bullets ready for us. I'll let you come with me this one time." A lycan comes up. "But your our leader what if you die?" He looks at the lycan. "I won't." He runs to get his sword and runs to his motorcycle. "Let's move!" He mounts his bike and drives to the convoy.

[lucius]

Sitting in his office at the top floor of the ZaneCorp Tower, Lucius watched on a screen as one of the many cameras he had around town caught vampires attacking a lycan slave convoy. He sighed; this was an annoyance. But, it was time for him to do his job. Swiveling around on his computer chair, he began hitting some buttons on his command console, sending out a flurry of orders. All media were to be rerouted another direction, and he had his men stage a fire at a grocery store on the other side of the city to distract reporters and authorities alike to let the vampires and lycans duke it out without public interference.

He focused his cameras on the scene and had a message sent to Hiro. He was upholding his end of the bargain. "Hiro, I have locked in on the location of an attack on one of your convoys and secure the area from public eyes. My reports indicate that these vampires are associated with neither the Storm Coven nor any of the other more prominent vampire houses in the city. They executed their attack well, though, and must be going after your stock of slaves for their own benefits. My eyes are looking out for any backup they might have. I'll send in a clean up crew when you're done with them. Erif out."

[tadashi]

Perm boy? Perm Boy! Oh, Hiro was going to get it now! The younger Lycan's plan was to get out of the way of his brother's next attack and then hit him really hard. Really hard. It didn't happen quite that way. Hmmm, he thought, food. He was so easily distracted. He was thinking about a nice big chunk of meat when the pain in his foot shot up his leg and then a moment later he was lying flat on his back with the air knocked out of his lungs, "OK, owwie."

To add insult to injury now, NOW he was getting a noogie. He quipped back to Hiro, "No I'll have to cut it, thanks." He wasn't really angry, he was having fun. He was more happy that Hiro seemed to be too. He thought to himself as the older Lycan continued to embarrass him in front of the others. To think, he had the gall to mention Kitty, his brother would never let him get anywhere near that one, Now he's just being mean, I'll have to short sheet his bed tonight. That will teach him. More than that, Tadashi hated headlocks, his brother was just too strong to break free from most of the time. It was a skill he had yet to master. It made him feel like a pup.

Soon enough the playful mood gave way to more serious fighting, which suited Dash just fine. He was just getting into it when they were interrupted. He blinked, sitting up once again after having been thrown across the ring by his big bro, "Crapola, indeed." Dash was going to complain about being left out after his brother picked five other Lycans before motioning to him. He smiled, he couldn't help it when Hiro said he could come along. He nodded at the mention of armor, it was as close as he would get to admitting how close they were. Dash understood that, he didn't mind. He didn't need stupid words to say what didn't need to be said between brothers. They were pack, they would always be.

Getting to his feet, rushing out of the ring to follow his brother's orders, Tadashi called back to the concerned Lycan, "He won't die." I won't let that happen. A moment later he was dressed in the armor Hiroshi had gotten made specifically for him and sitting on the seat of his own cycle. The twin blades were at his hips, he was ready for this fight. And the chance to prove himself. He wasn't going to let his brother down, not a chance. These Vamps were going to pay for messing with them.

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He pulled out his sword, riding on his bike among his pack. A rather cool and dramatic scene, this showed a team, a clan, a family who are willing to die for each other. His short spikey black hait contrasted his half exposed body. Wearing only his whites slik pants, driving no handed for a moment he takes off his mask. His four sharpened teeth was revealed. He grips his handle to the bike. Raising his sword to the sky, a howl realased from his lips. "Let's show these bastards who they are messing with! The rain will wash their blood down the road!" His fellow lycans roared with hunger and excitement.

He turns his head looking at his brother. "You better be careful or else no kitty for you!" He tells him with a laugh. For most of the battle anyway, he would watch his brother, no matter how strong the boy got. He was the only family he had left. He couldn't lose him no matter what. "Let's go soldiers!" They were nearing the convoy. The plan was to kill as many was they could, and save the lycan's and slave that were fighting back. In a way his cause was a more righteous cause covered up with the fued with the vampires. He roars a roar that could put fear in even the toughest of lycans and vampires.

He rode down on to the now confused and scared ranks of the vampire attackers. He drove down decapitating and running over any in his way. Take a few shots to the chest, but quickly he recovered quickly, dismounting his bike. Then charging at the attack. He looked at the tattoo chest of one of the vampires. Not storm's as Erif said. "Erif! Are there any reinforcements coming?" He said into his bluetooth. Slashing down another vampire before he could bite into a slave.

[lucius]

ZaneCorp Tower
By now Lucius had jumped into his private elevator in the tower and descended to one of the monitoring command rooms within the skyscraper; a rather cliche area full of computers and screens showing various places around the city that his company had their cameras trained on, and some satellite images as well from the telecommunications satellites hovering in space above the city. The vampire elder sat in a rather comfortable and yet still easily-moving chair, swerving around the control room as some of his aids worked to fix cameras in on the scene of the attack and surrounding areas.

His own blue tooth nestled into his ear, Lucius watched the surrounding area closely. "Yeah, small group is running over the roof to your left," said Lucius, looking at combined camera and satellite images showing a dozen or so more ready to leap down and surprise the lycans. "I don't see any more on surface. I think I've seen these guys work before, though. Watch the manholes to the sewers right below you, just in case. I'll work on getting some thermal readings." Which would be hard as vampires did not really give off too much heat.
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The Convoy
The vampires hissed at the Lycan counterattack, not suspecting such a quick response from Hiro's men. It complicated things a lot; they were planning to just swoop in, kill a few brutes, and make off with the slaves to have their way with later. Now they had a full-fledged fight on their hands. Their tattoos were the mark of a small-time criminal gang of vampires operating out of a lodge near the edge of the forest that was skilled in quick hit-and-run attacks.

Their leader sat perched on the rooftop near by, glaring down at the scene before him as the lycans rode in rather dramatically and started hacking away at the group of vampires below. With his men around him, he and they leapt from the building, flying downwards and landing right behind Hiro and his Lycans, causing the wolfmen to now be surrounded on both sides by vampires-- the old ones in front of them, and the new ones behind them. "Well, well. The big bad wolf himself came out to play. I bet your head would sell for a lot," hissed the vampire before his gang all let their fangs pop out, a few leaping forward and others producing guns.

Over the bluetooth, Erif's voice became active again. "Shit, I know those type of guns. Silver bullets. Watch out. Also, get someone up to that rooftop; I've got at least two snipers up there on my screen ready to take you guys out," warned Lucius. "These guys are part of a gang called the Obsidian Woodsmen. I'm sending the coordinates of their base to your people now."

[tadashi]

"You be careful, big bro." Tadashi replied quietly when his brother teased him about Kitty again. He offered his brother a smile before he focused on the task at hand. He knew his brother was trying to ease him, make him laugh or relax in much the same way he tried to do for him. This was where the two were most alike though and most different. Tadashi would have preferred to be like his brother, riding bravely into battle without the burden of armor to weigh him down. He'd long since given up arguing about it though. He knew that as soon as the armor had been commissioned for him that he would be required to wear it. He just wished his brother would take the same precautions. He'd given up arguing that point as well. Somethings were futile and convincing his old dog of a brother a new trick was just one of those things.

Soon enough there was no more time for idle thoughts. It was time for action. Nodding to the man to his right so that he would take control of his bike to keep it from crashing, Dash leaped into the air, rotating and spinning in the air before landing in front of two of the vamp soldiers. The twin blades were withdrawn and put to good use, slicing off the arms of two of the men who'd just fired guns at Hiro's chest. With both vampires lying on the ground losing blood, he finished the task, leaving their heads detached before he left them writhing on the pavement. His head was quick to turn, making sure that his brother still stood.

Good, they aren't smart enough to use silver, the dumb bastards. He mused before moving off to flank the rest of the Lycans surrounding his brother as a shield. He could hear one of the Vamps speak now, his voice carrying across the street to his location, "Well, well. The big bad wolf himself came out to play. I bet your head would sell for a lot." Nimble fingers, the hands of a thief at work, reached into the pouch at his belt and pulled out the throwing stars that had been infused with holy water. A well aimed toss later and the first of the stars was embedded in the speaker's throat. The effects of the holy water became abundantly clear as the leader vamp clutched at his throat. With satisfaction, Tadashi muttered, "No one gets the head of my brother. Not while he still drew breath anyway.

Dash knew that the fellow Lycans would take advantage of the confusion offered to dispatch the creatures surrounding them. A hand signal alerted him to a threat above. He looked up the side of the building, he'd have to spend a few hours on his blades to make this up to them, but that was then, this was now. Using the sharp points of his weapons and his own quickness to his favor, the steel blades dug into the brick building just enough to help him climb. The quick, chink, chink, chink sound followed him up the side of the building. He knew he could have transformed and made this easier, but doing so would have negated the armor. He'd promised his brother he'd wear it. Once he was on the roof, it didn't take him long to scent out the vamp snipers. On had a slit throat before the other knew he was there. Hiro's younger brother didn't get that far.

The mouth of a gun pressed against Tadashi's exposed temple, "Well, well, what do we have here? If it isn't the big bad wolf's whelp of a baby brother." There was a laugh off to his left, "With a nose like yours I'm sure you already know this gun is loaded with enough silver to kill you twice. Drop your weapons, boy."

The wolf squinted in disgust. He didn't like this at all.

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He fought brutishly letting none have a quick death or bloodless death. Seeing his brother was cutting the enemy down with ease. A smile appeared on his face as he turn to take down another enemy. The hears Lucius' voice, "Crap so they do..." He turns to look at his brother run to the roof. Hearing another voice, it wasn't too clear do to the ruckus of the fighting. But there was something about...Silver! "Brother!" He quickly changed into his lycan form. His eyes blood red, a sniper shot at him, only to hit his ally. Using a live vampire as a shield. A loud roar came from his lip and he ran up to the roof. Clawing as fast as he could to save his only family, after he had told him to be careful he still pulls his shit.

The sniper in fear attempt to reload and fire only to miss at point blank range. The bullet missed, meaning the other vampire was in a lot of trouble. He gripped the vamps arm with the gun and rips it streight off his body. A scream came from the vamps and was muffled by hid palm. The limp body was thrown at the reinforcements. He looked at growled at his brother for a moment before letting out a loud howl. He grabbed the shocked sniper and ripped him into two.

He reverts to his human form picking up the sniper rifle and began shooting at the reinforcements. It wouldn't last, he throws the gun to the side and find a concussion grende and threw at the vamps, temperarily of course. "Brother now! Cut them down with your blades! Show them no mercy." He looks around. Then speaks with Lucius once more. "Is there a safe passage? So I can lead my men and convoy units to safety."

[tadashi]

Hearing the loud roar coming from below, Tadashi quipped, "Now you've gone and done it." The gun cocked and he grinned, already smelling his brother's impending arrival. His eyes looked to the left, to the Vampire foolish enough to point a gun at him, "This is going to hurt..." His grin widened. The ride here had given him the time to recover his full abilities, "...You."

He flipped backward, taking his blades off the ground and sending the razor sharp edges through the Vampire's legs even as his arm was ripped off. "I got this, bro." Tadashi answered in affirmation as he saw his brother finish ripping the remaining sniper in two. He twisted in the air, twin blades extending outward like helicopter blades moving nearly faster than the real thing. When he was finished the roof was littered with vampire confetti. He used his forearm to wipe some of the blood from his face as he grinned at his brother, "How was that?"

"What? I had this." He chuckled and moved over to the roof's edge so he could check the condition of the convoy and their allies. Looking over his shoulder at his brother, "It was fun though, right?" he shrugged and said proudly, "You kicked some serious ass, bro. Would have made Dad proud. That is if we knew where to find him." For all Dash knew his father had kicked the bucket long ago. He didn't focus on that, the unknown. Instead he looked down at the convoy, those waiting to become slaves, "No matter where the route is we have to get them out of here. See you at the bottom, bro."

One free fall later, two legs impacted with the pavement, leaving a crack in the side walk, "Oww. I really hate that part. Alright, everyone get your shit together, time to go home." He sniffed the air, just to be certain that the threat was gone, he lifted a hand, motioning to an alley and around the corner to the right from his present location to the others. There were more on their way. Didn't these guys know when to quit. His eyes met his brothers. He nodded. He was ready.

[lucius]

"These guys mean business. More are on the way," came Erif's voice over the bluetooh. "Yeah, if you guys take the alleyway heading east and then hope into the sewer beneath, it should give you a home shot for the underground and the ability to summon some of your own reinforcements. If these Woodsmen guys have a lick of sense, they wouldn't follow you into that hole. Go, now. More of them are coming!"

The vampire heading the expedition had fallen to the ground, the holy water burning his throat to the point of death after Tadashi's attack. The others, though, kept going, some taking cover as Hiro turned the gun on them. But, emboldened by the fact that they had more help on the way, they continued to push against the Lycans and try to go after the slaves, several more of them appearing with silver bullets. By now they had pegged Hiro as the leader and seemed to be focusing most of their fire on him, following the 'take the head off of the snake' mentality.

"I'm sending in some unmarked helicopters of my own men to cause a small distraction so you and the convoy can make a getaway," came the voice of Lucius once more, two helicopters already en route and arriving within moments, letting off a volley of wooden stakes and holy water at the attacking vampires.

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He stood in the rain quietly, looking up at the cold night sky. Watching his men begin to move from the roof. He takes his time to pick up his sword, watching the vampire come at him. Knowing what they were after now, the head of the leader of the lycans. There were so many, how could they mobilize so quickly? How were that able to be under the vamp radar, of a lycans senses. So many files of vampires and these woodsmen were not in the file. They weren't great fighters, but their marksmenship and their tactics were great. To be able to move so quickly and...He takes a whiff of air. Not a smell of vampire anywhere but he could see then right in front of him. These men are the best at hit and run, mob up and kill, ambush, waiting for the right time to strike. They must of placed mud on themselves, or something to hide their scent.

The question was, how did they know the convoy was moving this way? Their leader could be a great old elder. Or they could of had some help from from an elder from a rich corperation. But there was no proof and he couldn't just blame him after all, he is helping fight them back. But in all his years, a lot of things can happen. He wasn't going blame anyone yet, he remained silent making his body into a fighting stance. Just in case he turns off his bluetooth so Lucius could not hear for a moment. He had an excuse, the rain.

"Brother take the convoy throught the alley way quickly and down the sewers, I will catch up soon! All slaves on the backs of the lycans, and motorcycles!" He hears helicopters come and begin to shoot stakes and splash holy water. It holds thm back for a moment, only enoughfot the convoy to get away. He sees a woodsman pull out an rpg. "Oh shi..." Before he could even finish his sentence it was shot and destroyed one of the helicopters. He turns on his bluetooth again. "Lucius....How much was one helicopter? Why?" He pauses for a moment. "Well these guys had an rpg...And well it went boom."

He he talks he stabs a vampire in its heart when he was trying to come from the back. "Damn..." He jumps from the roof picking up a gun and shoot random shots to keep them off him. "There are so many....Lucius any more coming? Cause it would be a party if there were."

[tadashi]

"Brother take the convoy throught the alley way quickly and down the sewers, I will catch up soon! All slaves on the backs of the lycans, and motorcycles!"

Tadashi was reaching for the cycle even as his brother gave him his instructions. He looked back over his shoulder at his brother and nodded with confidence, "I won't disappoint you, my brother!" The back tire of the bike spun out against the surface of the pavement.as the younger Lycan rode to the convoy and pulled one of the slaves onto the back of his bike. He took up a position at the back of the pack and urged the others onward, toward the sewers. He knew that his brother wanted him to get all of the slaves to safety but he was concerned that he'd left Hiro alone to deal with the enemy.

At the entrance to the un derground, Tadashi handed off the slave on his bike to the Lycan beside him, "You're big enough to handle her too. Don't wait for me. Get going." He spun the bike back toward the opening of the alley and gunned the engine. He heard gunfire coming from the site of the latest battle between the two races and he tucked down against the bike to make better time. His brother was not armored as he was.

He came out into the street and his eyes immediately sought out his brother. He sniffed, puzzled as to why he wasn't overwhelmed by the scent of the Vampires he saw. He would have to think about this later, for now he needed to get his brother to safety, no one else would have the strength or the respect his brother had to unite the Lycans. And based on what he was seeing this day, the time for being united was now. He pulled up along side his brother, using his blade to block several bullets, "Brother!" He tossed another star at the enemy, his eyes flashed upon the fallen helicopter, "Come, you are more valuable than any slave!" He indicated the back end of his bike, getting Hiro to ride bitch would be worth any amount of danger. Well, once that danger was past anyway.

[lucius]

ZaneCorp Tower
The vampire elder watched on his screen as one of his helicopters came crashing down into a fiery wreckage on the street below. The look on the handsome face of that elder was not pleased at all, his eyes narrowed dangerously at the sight before him. It was not the money that was an issue; he could afford helicopters. It was, more or less, the fact that one had been brought down and he, with his great knowledge of control and information, did not see it coming exactly. And it was going to be a nightmare to clean up; his aides had already started working on some type of story to sell to the public to describe the scene-- a terrible piloting accident of some sort.

Reaching up and hitting the button on his bluetooth, he spoke into it once more. "Well, there you go. One helicopter down; I can't risk my others for too much longer. There are about another dozen running towards your present location. They seem to be aiming for you, and your convoy is making it safely into the underground," said Lucius, blue eyes watching the screens before him closely. "There is another group some blocks away, but they seem confused and are heading back to their lodge. Your brother there managed to kill off their coven leader, it would seem. Regardless, my advice to you is to get out of there. Now."