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((Grench has NO problem with that. >:3 ))

["Parker!"]

"Oh big words for such a little pixie."

The king mocked him with an icy tone as he stood beside the queen, relaxed. Oh he just wanted everyone to know why his little pixie had come to take away his love. Now really...he could get all these fairies to destroy this little pixie right now. He gave a amused look, his dark untelling eyes looking down at the queen.

"Now now, the queen would never leave her position. She loves her people too much to run off with a little pest like you-- a pixie no less! Oh queen, please tell me you will not sink lower to that level."

He snickered with a laugh as he asked his queen if she would ever leave her fairies. If she did run off...so much damage would come to her kingdom even before she stepped a foot of the land. She was the only thing between him and her faries and already she was weak. He raised a brow giving a laugh at the purple pixie,

"A challenge? Well, well, everybody watch and enjoy. And for all those with a weak stomach to bloody pixies, I suggest you leave now."

He called to his fairies with a dark, sick, mocking laugh, he stepped infront of Kassidy slyly opening his hands as if waiting for the pixie to reply.

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Victor's words put cold fear into Kassidy's stomach, and she glanced at him nervously, "I...I would not leave my kingdom." she admitted, refusing to look at Dax. She loved him more than life itself, but her people needed her...they were like her children, her brothers and sisters...she couldn't betray them...not any more. She'd done it for too long. "Please. Please don't hurt each other. Don't hurt him!" she moaned, sitting down and getting rid of her mask to hide her face. "Please."

Grench snarled from the sidelines, wanting to throw herself at the King and stab his eyes out. How dare he break the Queen. This was not the Lady Kassidy she knew. Her eyes sparkled with hard hatred and she felt like she could barely breath, as she watched Kassidy huddle in the corner. She turned to Dax, "I hope I don't have to kill that b.astard for you."

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<sub>Dax watched with growing hatred as Victor made him sound small and weak. They were equal in height, give or take, they both looked evenly matched, the only big difference was Dax was glowing with a warm pink and purple light while Victor's dark fairyness seemed so much more evil and bad a.ssed. Dax crossed his arms, chest puffing slightly as his pride was poked at. A small smile spread across his face.

"Oh, I know. Kassidy would never ever leave her people. She would die if it saved them all, and thats probably the only thing I dont like about her, is that she is too selfless. She would give her entire life for her people, and I dont expect her to leave them. I didn't say we were leaving, I didn't say I was stealing her away, I am sick and tired of people assuming I said or did all these things i did not do! I am here just hoping to piss you off enough to fight me so I can kill you're f.uckin ass..."

He bristled, anger broiling under his skin. He was getting so angry, and his mind tossed up visions of Kassidy's bruises and all her pain and he felt adrenaline pump through his veins. God, let the man try and attack him right now! Let him kill this mother f.ucker...A voice caught his attention and he looked to Grench. He grinned.

"I dont think you'll have to do that..."</sub>


((XD The time to cencor our lenguage is over. Dax is PISSED!!!))

["Parker!"]

Victor looked at the pink and purple pixie mockingly. Muaha, he'd just ticked the guy off even more. This was going to be exhilerating. No way could a pixie beat the KING! Victor relaxed lazily, folding his arms. Geeze this guy was talkative. He already KNEW what the man had come for, did he really have to explain it again. And did he really think that he could beat him? THE KING?! Hahaha what an idea! He had to give him props for being so creative. He iggnored Kassidy as she moaned and sat on the ground, weakly. Whatever. He'd deal with her later.

"Okay, if your so very egar to kill me then lets start. And if anyone dares to intervere I will kill them myself after I dispose of this pixie."

His eyes flickered around before the dark's of his pupils met Dax's. Wings appeard behind him, strong, stable and dark they were folded stiff. He sighed relaxing his eyes looking up to Dax's,

"Infact, just to make it fair, I'll give you the first strike. Go ahead. Try your best, pixie."

He mocked the inferior pixie his stance relaxed and rather lazy.

[>__>< grr beat him up!]

[ßlue]

<sub>Dax watched as he finally agreed to fight him. He also said if anyone interfered he would kill them after Dax. Dax scoffed. He would not be the one dying. His eyes sparked at his arrogant manner. Who did this guy think... oh... right... The king. Well, that didn't count for anything. Dax could beat the crap out of this guy any day of the week. Victor invited him to the first move and Dax grinned.

"My apologies, but I can't make the first move. I stick to my promises..."

He made a flourishing bow to mock the king, straightening as with a shimmer of purple light there was a sword in his hand. This would be a duel to to finish. A fight to the death. Loki watched his friend anxiously, trying to tell himself to relax. Dax could handle this. he could do a surprising lot for people he cared about. Loki was touched for a moment by remembering how for thirteen years Dax had never forgotten him and never stopped looking for him. He smiled proudly that he was Dax's friend.

"Whoop that guy's pompous ASS DAX!!!"

Loki grinned, winking at his friend as Dax looked to Loki, grinning and turning to Victor once more...</sub>

["Parker!"]

"Verywell, your foolish action will show in the end."

The king sighed lazily at the pixie. How foolish! A free shot denied. What a silly little pixie. He glowered for a momment before letting a hand take the swords hilt. It was entwined with black lace and a white grippable substance. He unlatched it from the case sliding it out. The sword shimmered in the daylight, it's crossguard shimmering with black dimons. The sword was beautiful with a deadly look. The blade looked deathly, and if struck would be killed with a single slash. He pointed it at the pixie, glareing at him with evil eyes. Then he attacked, useing swiftness and skill to try and slash the pixie.

[yeah so they start fighting xD]

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<sub>Dax watched as the King called him foolish and looked him over lazily. He wasn't scared, like he should be. Dax felt like there should be theme music playing in the background. Some sort of doom impending sound that you might here on Star Wars. He smiled grimly, letting his sword tilt to the side. He had learned how to handle a sword on his travels. He wasn't sure how good he was, but someone had told him he was magnificent. He didn't know how good the person giving the compliment was, so it wans't much of a compliment to him. His eyes glittered with menace. The King picked up his own sword and in an instant he was coming at Dax. His eyes flickered open slightly as the sword came close to him. He hadn't known how fast the King would be, But there was the ring from clash of steel and Dax hopped nimbly away, growling.

"Ha! Come, do your worst!!!"

Dax circled slightly, sword held in one hand. it was light and delicate, a shining silver that led down from a sparklingly dangerous point to a hand guard that covered his hand in lightly purple lines. Dax waited, timing and getting his balance to the balls of his feet before launching himself at Victor with another growl.</sub>

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Kassidy's voice had died in her throat, as she looked on at the fight. Here were two men, complete opossites, fighting for her. She wasn't worth that much! Stop! Don't fight! Don't kill him! She faded back down into her chair, her hands gripping the edges, pale and tense. Then, Victor moved faster than seemed possible. And Dax parried quickly with apparent ease. If so much hadn't hung on this fight perhaps she might have enjoyed watching it. The other fae around her sat still, eyes watching the fight, watching every move. Hardly anybody dared to breath, and Kassidy felt overwhelmed.

She pressed a shaking hand to her mouth hard, to keep from crying out every time Victor thrust, and every time he narrowly missed. She sucked in a breath, trying to keep calm. Tears were jumping to her eyes and attempting to run down her cheeks. Kassidy didn't bother stopping them as they did. Then somebody was besides her, touching her shoulder gently. The Queen didn't need to turn to know it was Grench. "He'll be fine, Lady. He's an excelent swordsman."

Kassidy didn't want to let herself hope, "So is the King." her voice sounded lost and faraway, as her orange eyes followed every move the two made. Grench moved to hold her hand and Kassidy gripped that tightly, barely registering it, but glad the girl had come forth anyway. Her breathing was shallow as she watched them fight.

((haha. Was thinking, victor could totally cheat, and that's why he'd get a shot at Dax...))

["Parker!"]

The pixie blocked it. Oh ho, the purple man has some skill. The king deviously clashed swords with him, going easy, testing the pixie's skill. Do your worst! Hah! This man hadn't seen aything yet. The King defensively clangled swords again, his sword seemed to be absorbing the shock of power though the two swords glowing a shadowy black. This wasn't just a plain sword.

Victor laughed evily, as if this was some sick game. He twisted away from the draw of the swords, making a very swift move, right past the pixie's head. There was a 'swoosh' noise as hsi sword slashed by the pixie's head. Victor quickly grabbed something in the air. He stepped back with a smirk opening his palm to let everyone see the large clip of the pixie's purple hair.

"Don't worry. I won't let her forget you after you're dead."

He laughed evily, his cruel joke rather humorus to him as he tossed the hair by the queen, quickly going back, lashing out his sword glowing darkly furious with dark power.

[omg he's so evil xDD]

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((Loki: OH HE DID NOT JUST DO THAT!!! YOU DONT MESS WITH MY FRIEND'S HAIR BIOTCH!!!

Dax: ... Hey... It looks cooler this way...*look in mirror*

Loki: oh hey... you're right...))

<sub>Dax was distracted by the suddenly black glow of the sword and as the king jumped back and then slashed forward Dax was lucky to duck fast enough. He felt it skim his hair. His hand went to his head and the King mocked him and flung down the purple lock. Oh damn. he hoped his hair didn't look too bad. It actually looked more to the side is a cool sweep. Not that he knew, and it would probably look cooler if the other side was cut in the same way, but he wasn't about to let that happen again. He grinned as he dashed forward himself, swinging his blade and watching as his own sword glowed a brillinat pink to match the black in a punker sort of shower of sparks.

"Are you going to fight me or cut my hair?"

He let the blades meet, jumping back and then forward again, stabbing forward.</sub>

((:3 I just want to cut his shirt maybe scratch him X3 if thats okay))

["Parker!"]

[okay!]

Victor stepped back slyly, positioning his sword as the fellow noticed his hair. Hah. He was merely messing with the guy. Just skrewing around with him before he made his last breath at the swing of his might sword. No-one has ever lost to such a swordsman be himself. Him and his dark powers combining to make the ultimate death weapon (muaha >_< rofl). The king smirked wickedly as the pixie spoke but soon enough he reacted. The king positioned his sword to block but faltered a little. He tried stepping out of the way, but he felt a small clip on his shoulder. He swung his blade to block the man's blade as the two were close, Victor glanced down at his shoulder, a terrible smile coming though. He got clipped. He could feel an opened wound. No matter. He twisted out of the defensive guard as if to cut the guy, but his sword only stuck out. At the mere point of his blade magic sparkled. That was when he went in for the kill. He fercely lunged and he only needed the sword to puncture the man before his magic killed him.

[rawr cheater >__<. grr when should i have Victor stab him?]

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((Hmmm, I don't know o-o it's really lame trying to drag this out >w< sorry, but it's true. another post or two and Victor can stabity him in the shoulder))

<sub>Dax watched his blade about to slice into Victor, but of course The king wasn't so slow and he defended, stopping the blade on it's path so Dax felt the small cut before he was being thrown away again. He'd cut him. That was a start right? Yeah. He danced away, back and forth to and fro, cutting, parrying, thrusting. Each was blocked before the King tossed him away again. The tip of Victor's sword glowed and Dax growled. The CHEATER! He was using magic!!! He let his own sword come down with full force, a brilliant purple glow suddenly flaring to life from the blade. He had magic too b.itch. Dax growled, putting his strength and magic into pushing the sword down and away from him. His wings trembled from anger and the sudden new ush of adrenaline coming through him, helping to push him as far as he could go till a fresh boost was released. He wasn't tired, but he knew he soon would be getting worn down. He had to try and speed this along. No dramatic drawn out fight, he just wanted this over and ended as quickly as he could.

"I should have expected trickery from you, f.uckin' douche..."

Dax grinned through his teeth, more of a snarl at Victor.</sub>

((XD had to say the word))

["Parker!"]

"Whats a fight without the suprize?"

Victor laughed menicingly as he twisted away again, hsi eyes ablaze of fire. The dark fairy growled his blade swung above his head, out to slash the boy. He needed to get this done with-- of course with a dramatic ending- he loved to give his croud a nice show.

[bleh short, yeah im having trouble with the whole extending thing xDDD after you post i'll do the stabbity xD]

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((XD okay, *wonders whats going to happen to distract Dax enough to get stabbed* but after he gets stabbed Raihn will have to come in and hse aint here ._.))

<sub>Dax grinned, giving a full laugh as he blocked, but of course that wasn't long enough as the King came back, swinging with just as much force and putting everything into it. Dax watched the shimmering blade tip and everything seemed to work slowly. He saw the sword catch the sunlight and in a blinding flare of white he couldn't see anything. For a moment he was shocked and thought he was dead. Something he hadn't seen hit him and he was dead now. His sword froze in his hands and then the flash was gone, a bright purple sun in his vision. He still saw the king coming at him, and his sword moved. He tried to jump back, dodge, sidestep, anything, but he wasn't fast enough. If he hadn't tried to move he would have been stabbed in the heart and killed, but he was just a few inches off and he felt the deadly sharp blade slice deeply into his right shoulder. He let out an agonizingly long howl of pain, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth against it. He could feel the cold metal through his bones. Every fiber of him seemed to focus on the point where the blade was touching his skin. Red instantly started dampening his shirt. He looked down, surprise still on his face. What? He'd been... stabbed? He stumbled, fell to his knees, the blade protruding sickeningly from what looked like almost his chest. It was at an odd angle, the blade having sliced cleanly close to bone. He felt his breathing clog in his throat. Was this it? Was he going to die? What about Kassidy? He looked down, his wings quivering and all seemed dreadfully still around him. A word was uttered softly from his lips and he wasn't sure if anyone could hear it. It was so small. He realized that the adrenaline must be surging through him for he didn't feel any pain. There was pressure, and a dull thudding all around the sword sticking from him but it wasn't pain. He'd been expecting pain. but... what about Kassidy?

His eyes turned, followed by his face, searching for his love. he looked sort of calm, wide eyed, but calm. He saw her and just sort of stared innocently, as if to say he was sorry for getting stabbed. His free left hand went up to hold the place the sword went in him, fingers to either side of the blade as if to stop the blood. It was hot and wet on his hand. His other hand still held the sword limply, as if not wanting to let it go even if he couldn't feel his fingers anymore.</sub>