3 Days later. (FELIX/HIRO)

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Zain snapped his finger as the pain upon Felix stopped. Zains eyes then were again transfixed On Hiro as he began walking to wards him as he stopped mid foot in front of him slightly looking up at the wolf king. There was a stillness in the air as Zain stared hard at this man. His courage spoke volumes. His power was probably real..but his path was clouded. Zain would haft to show him the right way.

Heh...ok ill bite. We can make a pact. Only upon one condition.

Zain held out his hand as a contract paper formed.

Sign this and end it all right here and now.


The contract says...

To Zain and Hiro. He who wins shall gain everything. While he who looses shall agree to forfeit there life and all there treasures. Way of death is determined by victor.


Sighed
ZAIN ANASTASIA AND _______________________________



Zain handed the contract to him and smirked. This was considered the noble way right he thought? Surely the wolf could not grow angry over this. Unless in fact he was scared? Oh the joy Zain got from thinking this man scared. Then again he hoped he was braver as well. Either way Zain wanted what he had and was going to take it.

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As the pain stopped, she let out a faint smile, though it didn't too long. Felix's body felt hollow, as though she were drained of everything- besides that, she was starvng, thirtsy, andn ow inexplicably tired. Her green eyes opened, and her hands fell to the floor, her panting slowing as the woman regained her breath. The pain had stopped and she was pleased enough that the two had stopped fighting long enough to end that unimaginable pain. The werewolf, didn't try to rise from her position on the floor, it still hurt too much, her body was weak after what Zain had inflicted upon her. The aftereffects were just as troublesome as what he had caused her to directly suffer. It was a bastard move, but one that put Felix at his mercy, as well as Hiro.

Cursing under her breath, she twisted and rose, slowly, so that she now had her back against the icy walls, pleased at the numbing sensation it gave. The werewolf refused to bare her neck again, watching Hiro. It was a moment that would change them all, her animal within basically screeching, panicking and snarling. The hairs on the nape of her neck stood on end, and Felix was more than uneasy. The hybrid before the two wolves had played his cards better then this female werewolf could have ever imagined. She held in a groan as she gently touched her neck, for it still burned from before. Her hand resting on the ice, she smiled before that soon disappeared as well.

"Well, Hiro, get a move on. I, personally, don't have all day to wait and find out whether I live or not." Felix's voice came out low, obviously cloaking the pain, barely managing anything above a whisper. There was a spunk to her voice, but like the way her body felt, it was hollow. Felix was telling the truth there, and it was heard.

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The Wolf King blinked slowly and awkwardly as Zain pulled out a piece of paper....That is....Well random. For one it was had nothing to do with his original agreement and the fact that he just pulled out a signed paper contract. Zain did not understand the culture of his enemies kind, nor did he care. So how could he trust him in such a pitful agreement? One man's choice over the rest of his kind? It was a foolish condition. It was more of a taunt to continue fighting rather than peace making. A small sigh was released from his nostroils, he muttered silently in Ramidon's black art's tongue. As a leader he had to understand the powers of all of his people. Not just the turn into wolf thing. After finishing muttering he looked at Zain taking the piece of paper.

"A fight to the death?...Ha...For all the treasures we have?"

He folded the paper then slowly ripped it into shreds. Such a mockery. A vile taunt. Zain was a war mongering immortal bent on only increasing his own strength for only himself. If Zain was more noble and fought for the people, he would of join without question. But that wasn't the matter at hand. Hiro could only be so kind and generous for so long. It was time to fight back. Immortal vs. Immortal. Though he was sad for Felix to see him this way. His eyes gushed in blood red while his pupils turned pure black. His teeth razor sharp. His muscles slightly larger but lean and strong. He pulled out one sword, with flames engulfing only the blade.

"Zain...."

He started off, his voice lower and vicious.

"I asked for peace. I even shallowed my pride and asked you twice. But if violence is the only thing you know. I have no choice but to fight you. And teach you the way of peace the only way you know."

With that said, he swung his blade with fire steaming out, not truly aiming for him but for the door. So Felix can get out. But if it did hit, that would be a bonus. He let out a loud roar. Running up with great speed aiming to cut Zain throught the chest.

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Zain expected as much. The contract was only a bonus and a legal binding agreement between the two. The fact that Hiro did not sign spoke volumes. Volumes of cowardliness. Zain was willing to risk everything on this one battle. Everything he had gained in all his years. It was pathetic to say the least.

Your right. I do like fighting. Because fighting seems to be the only way to make people like you understand. The fact of the matter is your a fool to think you can win. These people need a new leader and a new purpose. And Hiro. I promise you this. Once I win, for every cut you put upon my body I will kill a lycan. And as for the woman I will sell them to local whore slave and trade houses. Maybe then they could be of real use. As for Felix though. I think she will suite me just fine being my little personal slut.

Zains words rolled off the tip of his tongue and licked his lips.He knew it would enrage the wolf as he attacked. His flame sword coming down upon Zain. A impressive weapon in deed but one that would not burn Zain with his icy aura surrounding him. As soon as the blade came down Zain back handed it then re-grabbed the top and thrusts it down as he put his foot atop of it before sending a palm thrust aimed straight into Hiros chest aiming to knock the wind out of him and possibly throw him back.


No one is going to be escaping. Not you..not her.

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Through her glares, the woman was snarling, bristling, the sound utterly animalistic. In her hand was the gun that she had dropped before, and she held it, pointed at Zain's head. It was a pointblank range, really, though she dared not fire. Drawing attention to herself would earn her more of what Zain had given her before, and Felix didn't like that kind of pain. At those few last little words - 'little personal slut' - the woman rose, carefully making sure that she was calm on the inside, at least enough not to trigger a shift. Now that Felix understood what caused premature shifts into her wolf form, she could control them, or at least feel the urge when it arose. The woman watched as Zain pushed Hiro back, not even waiting a moment. No, she would not escape this icy prison. It was sealed, and Zain knew it. Then, those words, those few little words meant to diminish all hope in the two wolves, Felix snarled, the grip on her gun tightening harder.

"You goddamned motherfucking bastard!"

Her fist aimed to connect to his face (gun still in hand), her right hand flying. Zain would take this up with her and Hiro now, lest he grew tired of this game, and send her down under the control of his collar. Her left foot, tanker boot and all, came up in a snap-kick, aimed for his own stomach. Vaguely, she wondered how the two Lycans would get out even if they managed to kill Zain. The door and windows were sealed with ice, and soon enough, the xygen would run out. She knew it would be a few hours or so until they would die of suffocation, but it was something to worry about later.

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Her aggression to wards him was very welcomed as he turned to wards her just in time to feel Felix slap him with her gun before following suite with a whip kick that Zain made no attempt to block. Instead he took it as he hunched over holding her leg tight, His hands glowing a neon orange from the energy he was infusing them with. Slowly Zain rose his head up in a twisted smile before releasing his grip, Upon her leg now was a orange hand print where he had held her. He always wondered what a lycan size fire work would look like and now he had the chance, One motion from him and he would detonate his energy and take her leg with it. With that he shoved her back wards.

I advise you to sit. You have already gotten yourself into enough trouble as it is..

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She tugged her leg back, aggression and anger boiling under her veins. Felix growled, her voice rising to a shreik as the woman rebuked his words, unable to stop herself at the moment. He had pushed her too far this time, those little words constantly ringing in her mind, the ability to forget seemingly forgotten to the petite woman. Felix simply couldn't stop. The werewolf was livid, snarling as she whipped her body back from his, looking down where the handprint was on her leg, more anger radiating from herself. Zain was someone that she couldn't stand, would give anything to go back in time to where they had first met, and slit his throat where he lay before her, on the ground, unable to stop the woman. That was what she wanted, but like all things, Felix knew that it would never happen.

"Don't you dare tell me what to do! It's all of your fucking fault!" The woman lunged for him again, finger on the trigger. Felix was aiming to press the gun to his chest, even if just for a split second, and fire. If that wouldn't end him, she didn't know what would, except perhaps a slit throat.