OOC: A Fight, Finally (Death Match)

The town square of Hiroshima was empty. Utterly devoid of human life, allowing the dogs, rats, and cats roam through the wide open space in a cycle of the hunter and the hunted. A slight breeze blew through the square picking up dust, leaves, and trash then setting them back down. A tall red head dressed in nicely cut clothes in a dark green color looked on the rather depressing sight as he ate some chili beef ramen. He had walked here from the main street where he picked up the ramen before and waited for his opponent. Wilhelm figured his opponent will either come from up front or from behind, so he constantly rotated in one spot so he kept the entire square in sight.

The deserted carea of Hiroshima slowly filled up with a black-fog, so dark, that if you were to place your hand two inchs away from your face the sight of it would be a slight blurr. From the north of the fog, a dark digure came into view, only appearing as a shadow at first, but becoming more easy to se as it came closer to the area. The fog drifted away and the figure entered clear-sight of his opponent. He was standing roughly eight-feet to the north of the mortal with his blood-red eyes filled with a desire for blood.. The figure was non-other then the demonic Dellapero in his human-state, or more commonly known as Zane Hataro.. His hair was as black as the previous fog he had appeared from and his clothing consisted of rblood-stained and cut up fabric from all the fights he had been in latlely. " Hmm..... Another pathetic mortal coming to meet it's demise.. How pitiful.."

“Pitiful mortal? And I suppose you must be some random great demon with great power and an ego problem. Let me guess, you are pretty much immortal, you can shoot lightning out of your fingertips, summon storms, teleport, and a host of other useless crap?” Wilhelm replied back between slurping up his noodles. If this arrogant idiot was really a demon, then he better watch his step. Wilhelm has something against demons as a general principle. Nothing felt as good as dismembering demons who think they got something to prove. “In any case, why don’t you just attack and save the both of us some time and energy? I’m sure you think you can kill me pretty easily, but of course none of you demons have much for brains in the first place.” Wilhelm tapped his forehead with his chopsticks as he finished up the noodles.

" Hmm..... Ignorant mortal, arn't you? Please, you have no idea what my true power is. But, yes. I am a demon. Now, lets end this quickly. I need to get another ten-thousand souls by the end of the weak to even get close enough to the power needed to kill the gods of the other worlds. If your anything like the last nine-thousand, this will only take a second." Zane was becoming rather annoyed by the mortal's attitude and wanted to ensure a painful demise to the person. The only thing he hated more then the holy gods of the heavenly realms were arogent mortals who thought they could even compare to the might of the demon species

“Still waiting? Is this all powerful demon scared of this puny mortal?” Wilhelm asked his opponent. If the demon wanted to have a pissing contest, then Wilhelm will oblige him. “I have all week, for you to attack me. Can’t be a coward now can we? Pride is at stake! Can’t have your hide scurry off from a lone human, now can we?” Wilhelm tilted his head and waited for his opponent/victim to make the first move. Patience is a virtue and Wilhelm has plenty of it, he had already said his prayer to God to make his enemies ridiculous and so far it has been answered and he praised God in his head for that.

Zane wasted no further time talking to the mortal trash. He hoped this ignorant human could atleast provide a decent challenge against him. Sure, he needed to devour as many souls as possible as quickly as possible and a strong opponent would hinder in that, but it had been ages since he had a real fight.. Zane pressed his right-foot against the pavement beneath him and pushed against it to launch him self forward at a high-speed. He was moving in a straight line with the air around him becoming visible from the extreme rate of his movement. Once entering close-range, Zane swung his leg at the mortal, with his foot aimed so that it would hit at the human's gut.

Wilhelm yawned as he rolled under the kick as the demon passed over; he erupted in a violent upward motion. The uppercut would skewer the demon with the pair of chopsticks clenched in his fist right through the testicles. It was a dirty tactic, but one often used by Wilhelm to send his opponent into humiliating pain as he tried to pull out the chopsticks, sending slivers of the wood deeper into the wound; which is exactly what would happen here. The demon, along with being skewered, would be bleeding out onto the ground. And unless this demon could change direction in mid-air, this was going to be a rather painful moment. Of course, Wilhelm was ready if the demon teleported behind him. This whole thing could just be a distraction, but in any case it would at least give the demon some caution if he dodges this attack, which is questionable at the moment.

Zane noticed the mortal evade the strike and attempt a counter-manuver using one of the -dirty tactics- of the living realm. Zane, used to such types of techniques, since in hell which was the land of the damned and forsaken, such things were done commonly. Zane's body began to quickly vanish into a stream of black-energy. The energy flowed across the town square, not gathering up at first. It then moved back together five feet in front of the mortal and materialized a human-shape made of pure energy. The molded energy gained texture and color until it looked like the original Zane once again and solidified back into the restricted human-form. " Well, atleast you have some skill. Didn't expect a mortal to be able to move that fast. I have a small amount of respect for you now...but, your still gona die and it's futile to think other-wise."

By the time his opponent was coming together again, Wilhelm had shifted the angle and force of his original attack into a flying leap which sent Wilhelm spinning horizontally at an angle. This spin took him over his opponent just he finished putting himself together, the angle at this time was low enough for Wilhelm to use his spin to launch a backhanded strike. With the chopsticks still in his fist, the force of the spin and the blow would send the chopsticks at a downward angle from the top back of the demon’s skull through the roof of his mouth and straight through his brain. The chopsticks would leave a bunch of jagged slivers stuck in the demon’s brain and mouth. Due to his opponent still being put together as Wilhelm was in the air, he would not notice Wilhelm’s attack till the chopsticks entered his brain and into his mouth.

The energy split in two the instant the chop-sticks made contact and vanished into thin-air, spliting into a state so spread, that it was invisible to the human eye. The energy gathered together in an instant right behind the mortal, taking only one tenth of a second to reform Zane's body to it's normal solid state. He sent his arm forward at thirty miles an hour with a high amount of force in his hand. Through this punch, he planed on impaleing the mortal straight through the chest just like the last human he had used it on. If it was successful, mass amounts of the enemy's blood would burst into the air and splatter across the ground below. The blood of his opponent covered his hand and a small fraction of his arm. The location in which he had sent the attack was the same location that the human-heart was located. Zane pulled his blood-drenched arm back slowly from the body of the mortal and concentrated a small electrical pulse around his skin to send the blood off of it and on to the ground below.

As soon as the chopsticks did not hit, Wilhelm instinctively followed what he predicted his opponent would do in the first place. Teleport behind and attack from point blank range; this action was so utterly predictable, it always made Wilhelm laugh to the point of crying after his opponents attempt it. 300% percent increase in reaction speed and everything slowed down for Wilhelm, to the point where he could see his opponent’s punch moving toward him at an imperceptible rate. In reality Wilhelm was moving faster then most humans could manage, but due to decades of physical training and practice, this was as natural and graceful as an eagle in flight. Since he was still in air, the punch of his opponent gave Wilhelm the perfect landing pad, as he landed on his opponent’s outstretch arm, the fist with the chopsticks in hand came around and descended upon the eyes of his opponent. These actions were all faster then the eye could see, but if the attack hits, his opponent would be blinded at the least and dead at the most, due to the two chopsticks being buried to the hilt in Wilhelm’s opponent’s two eyes; one chopstick per eye. The chopsticks would be buried so far into the eyes that they will pierce the brain and come out through the other side.

Zane, using his enchanced demonic sight, caught eye of the oncoming attack and quickly manueverd his left- arm upward, so that his hand would be placed in front of the attack with an open palm to block with. His hand was in position only moments before the attack would have hit and the instant the chopsticks of his opponent were in reach, he crushed his hand around the mortal's with bone-shattering strength t try and cause intense damage to the inside of his hand and crush the wooden chop-sticks to dust. He was sensing another cheap trick up ahead making the attack a slight bit easier to find an opening in, Using his other-arm that the man had used as a landing pad, Zane pulled it back out from under his feet, while still crushing the mortal's hand and then sent it flying back forward at the mortal's gut at the same speed and strength of his original attack. The only difference between now and before, is that it would prove a bit harder to evade this attack. His demonic mind was starting to activate, giving him a slightly better preception of the fight and making his thoughts more clear then his obsalete human side's mind.

Counter at that speed? Obviously something was wrong. No matter, Wilhelm was already moving when the arm attempted to block his attack and crush his hand moved up to intercept. His energy moved straight to his feet and Wilhelm disappeared and reappeared behind his opponent. Within that single instant Wilhelm had continued to drive his chopsticks at his opponent’s eyes. The same effect would happen as in his original move, this one though would have the momentum of Wilhelm’s move and the force associated it with. This increased force behind the blow would have the chopsticks coming straight out of the brain of his opponent and clatter to the ground. Wilhelm waited for that clatter sound to come.