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Post by daniel on Sept 19, 2012 17:06:59 GMT -5
Daniel had been training. He had always had some muscle, nearly every teenage boy did. However now, his arms were bigger, his stomach held well-defined abs and his legs were toned. He was in general, bigger than he had been. He could see it in people's eyes. They were more cautious of him. Of course the fact he was a werewolf only helped him to build his muscle. Now that he had more muscle he was fighting. He had found an underground place to fight, underneath a muggle gym. It was both muggle and magical folk though it was just fighting, no magic involved. There was even one or two werewolves there, he could smell them.
He'd been going there for two weeks now and he was well known. For the first week he had been beaten in most of his fights and people though he was weak. However what he'd really been doing was watching, learning. Then on the first day of the second week while people were yelling at him, making jibes, he beat his opponent before the first minute was over and he was undefeated ever since. Now it was the first day of the third week and he wondered if there would be anyone stupid enough to take him on.
It was surprisingly easy to leave the castle every night. The Head Mistress had given him special leave since she knew of his condition. So the teachers knew as well and let him go. He was surprised at how most of them treated him the same. He had expected them to be different but he guessed a lot of them had dealt with things a lot scarier than a 17 year old werewolf. He apparated to the abandoned gym. Everyone was well gone at this time of night. He walked to the door on the side and nodded at the guy at the door.
He walked down, he was wearing a white singlet with shorts on. He felt people's eyes on him and he knew a few were afraid, especially the muggles. He smelt a few more wolves here tonight than usual and he could sense the hostility. He smelt like Rainer and even though they knew he wasn't him, that didn't make them any less cautious or cruel. He had a feeling tonight was going to be interesting.
He heard his name being called, he went by Dan here and that was it. He grinned and stepped into the small fighting circle. He stood there, leaning against the wall as he waited for his competitor. He watched as they stepped in and he picked up their scent. Another werewolf. He grinned, this would definitely be interesting. Finally, someone worth his skill. For a second Daniel had to think about how much he had changed, he would never have come to something like this before. He quickly stopped thinking of that as his opponent lunged. he was about to fight back when a scent caught his nose.
His head snapped towards the door and he watched as a tall body started making it's way down the stairs. Rainer was there. He felt pain in his cheek and he realised the guy had punched him. His head snapped back towards the fight and he growled, and starting punching the guy. First to the gut, then to the chin and then he kicked him in the chest, watching him fly across the arena to crash into the small, make-shift wall. He smirked as his opponent stood up, even angrier.
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Post by Rainer Greyback on Sept 19, 2012 18:10:53 GMT -5
They had lost so much, the attack had brought their pack to breaking point and it had been his job to pull it all together. Rainer needed to be a leader, just like Alana said but now, after the grieving time was over it was time to plan. They had lost members which meant that the pack was weak, and Rainer couldn't have that. Liam was angry about what had happened but the man understood that they needed time to recuperate and to gather more troops. The pack needed to have more wolves for the next attack and that meant that Rainer needed fighters. He had left the caves that night as he kissed Alana quickly with a promise to be back later, running his fingers over her face before he moved away to the tree line as he looked over his shoulder once at the camp before he shot off into the trees. He needed to go the fighting ring, a place he had spent most of his youth. He knew the owner well, he practically owned the place now since he was the reason they even had enough money to hold up the gym which was above the ring. Black market fighting was a high price game to play and Rainer was the best. The old man who owned the placed owed him big, so Rainer was always allowed to fight free and he got pick of the lot. The man who owned the place was a muggle but he was well aware of what Rainer was, so he was there to pick up fighters for his pack. Of course he'd make a mess, see who was worthy or not and kill off all those who weren't and he was off free since the owner knew he couldn't do anything at all to stop him. He had free reign, he was the one that everyone feared and respected just like he wanted. Walking through the door he began to make his way down the stairs to the basement where they held the fighting ring, his leather jacket blending in with the concrete walls. He stepped down off the last stair, the owner spotting him immediately as the short plump man walked over to greet him. Rainer just glared at him and the little man scampered off, not wanting to displease him. Rainer could smell the wolves in the room, all of whom easily cowered at his presence. One scent though caught his attention as his eyes moved to the front. He just smirked as he leant back against the wall, thoroughly amused by the fight. His brother had grown stronger which was only natural, it was only normal for a wolf to grow in both strength and size but Daniel still had a long way to go, he was smaller than all the other wolves in the room and he while he was strong they all had a handi over him of having the experience of fighting. He would watch though, he'd wait to see how far his baby brother had come. Rainer was still not going to let him join in the fight but he could serve as some purpose if he proved his worth. Outfit
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Post by daniel on Sept 21, 2012 0:10:05 GMT -5
Daniel stared at his opponent though his mind was somewhere else. He could feel his presence and is scent was all he could pick up on. He was trying to make sure he won this though usually he didn't have to try. It was horrible. He wanted to impress his brother. He watched his opponent stop and sniff the air. He knew he could smell Rainer and he watched as a sinister smirk crossed his face. It made Daniel raise an eyebrow, he didn't think anyone would do that in reaction to Rainer.
Then he was charging again. Daniel forced himself to focus. He prepared himself and took the contact as the man wrapped his arms around his waist and pushed him back. He was prepared and then used the force against him. He twirled and slammed the man's body into the wall, the force making him let go. He stepped away only to punch him in the face again. He smirked, this was far too easy. He stepped away, rolling his shoulders as he heard the snarl.
The werewolf was getting angrier, his form starting to blur slightly. Daniel was enjoying this. He was starting to forget about Rainer being there and just sink back into the rhythm of fighting. He continued fighting with the werewolf until eventually, with a final blow to the head he fell unconscious. Cheers erupted and he grinned as he looked around at the arena. He refused to look his brother in the eye as he stepped out and grabbed the money owed to him.
That was when he felt a knife at his throat. More adrenaline pumped through him and he elbowed the body behind him before spinning and punching them harder then he usually did. The man he had just won a fight against lay on the ground bleeding, the knife clattered next to him. He glared up at Daniel.
"I'll kill you."
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Post by Rainer Greyback on Sept 21, 2012 2:39:15 GMT -5
Rainer was thoroughly amused with the show his brother put on. There was definite need of improvement since he seemed to just be fighting on instinct which was part of it, but there was really no need to be hit so many times by the opponent, especially when if taught you can K.O in one punch even against a wolf. It was a good match though, despite the fact that the other wolf kept glancing in his direction. Probably looking for revenge, from the smell of him he was from the West Mountain Ranges and that meant trouble since Rainer had killed their Alpha a few months back and had labelled them all as outcasts.
Once the bout was over with the opponent falling to the ground Rainer just smirked and clapped almost mockingly, he wasn't going to congratulate the kid for something as pitifully easy as a ring fight. If he wanted to fight there was much more dangerous things out there to tackle in a fight, for example taking on an angry hippogriff, now that had been a fun hunt.
Rainer sensed the movement of the other wolf before Daniel did obviously since he let the knife even near him, that was another thing to have to get the kid to learn, how to not let there ever be openings because that would be the death of him in a real fight. Had that been any other wolf Daniel's neck would have been snapped like a twig and possibly even had his head detatched from his shoulders with a good twist. Rainer had seen it happen before, it was always amusing since the spine seemed to want to come detatched as well sometimes. Pulling out someone's spine from their body was like a trophy, Rainer had met a few wolves who likes to keep the bones of humans they have killed, hunted down in entertainment, it was like an adrenaline kick for them.
As the fight seemed to finally be over with the other wolf on the ground once more Rainer stood up off the wall, it was probably time for him to start moving. Stepping over the ring he swung up onto the mat, standing at his full height of 6 foot 8 as he towered over everyone, easily the tallest in the room. Walking over to the man who lay on the floor Rainer just planted a one of his boots on the man's chest, pushing down as he cracked all the ribs with ease knowing that if he kept the pressure in the wolf would soon die of ineternal bleeding. "You don't deserve to live if you can't even beat the kid," Rainer said with a smirk as he watched the light leave the wolf's eyes as he lay limp beneath his boot.
"Well that was easy." Rainer looked around the room, seeing the looks of shocked eyes, some scared and some defiant as he smelt out the wizards, many of whom were already reaching for their wands. Moving so fast it looked as if he apparated behind them he merely chuckled. "Tut tut, I don't think so," his face split into a feral smirk as he smashed the two wizards heads together, easily splitting both skulls as brain fluids squirted all over him. "Now look what you're done," Rainer said with a sound of disapproval, licking the blood off his fingers.
Rainer let out a laugh, this is when the fun began, he needed to get back into the swing of things now, he needed to get back into the killing. This was who he was, this was his nature and he loved it. "Playtime's over."
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Post by daniel on Sept 21, 2012 3:43:49 GMT -5
Daniel stared down at the wolf and growled. Why the fuck did he want to kill him? What had he done other than beaten him in the fight? Then he saw the movement in the corner of his eye and Rainer was suddenly by them. He growled again and turned away. He had it under control, why was he butting in. It was like he cared. Rainer only proved that by what he said net. Daniel scowled and rolled his eyes, it was typical. He didn't watch as he crushed the man and he died. It was so dramatic and he was starting to understand that Rainer was in to that.
He just stood there in a bored fashion as Rainer started causing mayhem. He guessed that Rainer didn't care about exposing himself in front of the muggles. He watched as he crashed the two skulls and winced slightly at the mess it caused. He felt his heart rate pick up slightly as the gore made him reflect back on the attack. As he licked the blood Daniel had to look away before he gagged. That was disgusting.
His next comment made him roll his eyes again. There was another dramatic statement. Rainer liked having all the attention on him, that was for sure. He wondered if he would kill everyone here, including him. Daniel was past the point of caring about his death. He headed to the door. He didn't need to see this, he was practically dead to Rainer and definitely worth nothing.
"Have fun brother." He said as he reached the steps.
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