Tyrina vs. Rexinit

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War seemed to have become a life style to the rouge beauty. Much like the beast, she was broken hearted to. Yet he didn't see that, no! He thought he was the only one in pain from it all. In truth Tyrina was tired of feeling pain over it. She wasn't going to let him destroy what she had left of her life. Why should she? Yeah she had loved him at one time. More than anything in the world. The scarlet mare would have died one of the most grusome deaths just to make him happy, if it would. Not that he had ever wished it upon her. No, but the truth was, she would have died for him. But that didn't mean she would sacerfice her people for him. The queen sighed, much like the wind did as it followed her down the tunnels. There wasn't anything she would do to hurt her kind. That was the reason she had choose not to leave earth. Yes the Uprights had been strange in their ways, but not all of them were uncompationet. They had had beauty too, among the evil of some. She shook her head. Mother nature had forgiven them their sins of hurting them, why could her kinds cousins not?

Her head ached with stress. So much had been pounding on her in the past weeks since she had come across Zerkzies again. So much had happened and so much was about to happen. Her auds twitched on her head and she snorted. This would be the first battle of the Vendetta on this day. She was very excited and yet she was feeling a currduling blood lust form in her gut. It wasn't like her to want to rip something skin from skin, but the female she hoped to find today. That females had touched her King. A rage so hot it could burn this city to the ground rolled in her eyes of silver liquid and in her blood coat. Maybe it was selfish of her. To say she didn't want his love anymore and that he should move on. Yet the moment his handsome maw touched the bitchs slimmy hide, a hatred for her had been instilled.

Tyrina knew that was as selfish an act as there could be, but she didn't sulk when Zerkzies would find a new lover. No she would rip that lover limb from limb to stay away from him. She grimced at the head ache she felt, and knew it was Nohirm punishing her for such ruthless thoughts. Even so Ty couldn't help it. She knew that no matter what she said she would always love the brute, but it didn't mean she was anywhere near forgiving him. No, some reveange was to sweet to let go of. Tyrina smirked at that. A cool summer breeze had been chasing her into the tunnels of the old subway ever since she had come into its vaults. The misty air was comforting to her and made the fae take a deep breath. This wind, it pulled at her long mane and war beads that chimmed at her neck. Not much would change after this battle, except that the fighting would truley begin.

Fire pumped in her veins and Tyrina's silver pools traced over the damged darkness of the old subway and it's car. She knew this place by now. The opening to the bridge was right above that mangled train wreck. The only light the streamed down after you walked so far. A true battle ground. It smelt of the traces of dead human bodies. She shook her body, used to the reek already. To her it had become apart of all of this. Her belief and Zerkzies. She felt worse about putting both of their people through this, just because it was there dispute. If it was them both at war fighting with words of the heart. Words that cut them both deep each time they said them. Yet Tyrina had a feeling that alot was about to be disclosed that would add to this war. Things she had with held from Zerkzies, and if these things got out in the open death would surely be a plauge on this city.

The queen held her thoughts to her self and went back to the present time and its events. That blood lust still curled in the pit of her stomach like a grasp of the devil. It wanted free from her; To lash out at the first victim. No, she wanted that mare. The one who had a sharp aditude and to much confidence. Yes, the filly would land hits on her. She was not a god, but she would win and win with a very long shot. Her red canvas spread over her body like blood did when it was cut from the skin. Her silver orbs were in her head with a deadly beauty. She was the one who was ready to draw blood and lots of it. Her grin became widder. She couldn't wait to let her hooves tear that pretty face up. Tyrina was no evil, but she was jelious and she was afraid. Deep in her heart she was afraid to really loose Zerkzies to another. Another sigh ebbed in her throat. Waiting for her oponite to show.

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OOC}}I don't want Rexi to die..Please,can she not?

Dark Like P r i s o n

The lightning arced across the sky in a brilliant flash of electric blue,a crackle hissing through the humid night air,a sickening crack that would sound right in a horror movie.It gave an eerie,unnatural blue sheen to all falling beneath it,the rubble lit briefly in a dark cerulean.Including the ivory femme,who for a few seconds became lightly tinted in blue.An eerie appearance.As the electrical light show faded away for now,the rouge figure of Tyrina became more difficult to see,ensconced in the darkness that shrouded the duo.only the faintest silhoutte,a dark blur on the horizon,illuminated against the navy heavens,remained visible.Showing the argentine fatale the battlegrounds,upon which she would fight,the threat of death imminent.But if she did die,Rexinit found solace in the fact that it would be an honourable death-against the very Queen of Equines herself.

The chilled night air rushed into her lungs,helping to neutralize some of the heat that had built up in her slender frame,that looked so fragile.There was plenty of strength behind it,however.Rexinit knew blood would be spilled tonight,blood would spill,agony would rent the night air,chilled with the promise of an approaching thunderstorm.The static was already present in the air,mingling with the tension so thick it was practically tangible.Though danger was imminent,the proud Unicorn had steady breathing,the dim silver light of the moon,half obscured by thick,dark cloud,causing her long,tapered horn to glitter and shine with an unnatural silver gleam.An impressive sight to all,definitely,but a magnificent feats for the eyes for those who had never seen a Unicorn before.For example-quite a few humans.Homo Sapiens.The simple little species who had deemed it their goal to discover everything.Those lucky enough to see Unicorns,however,had been overcome with greed,and the thought of what happened next made Rex shudder.

It was now that the silver maiden lifted her delicately sculpted tiara to stare Tyrian directly in her aged silver voids,somehow the distance between the two becoming minute in that moment where the two shared an unbreakable eye contact.The distance narrowed as three more steps were taken,the distance between them shrinking into the vicinity of about 5 meters.Another spectacular arc of lightning illuminated the treacherous terrain,the crackle of electricity that traveled through the air giving the silver maiden goose bumps.The crimson-licked Czaress may attribute that to fear,but it was a natural phenomena.The moon-kissed quadruped was not terrified,no,just anticipating the fight ahead.The blood lust was forming in her chest,the foul taste of bile triggered by hatred rising in her throat.Tyrina only wanted Zerkzies isolated,surely,to make him feel alone,and even though she had Texinity she was unwilling to allow him to even associate with her-or maybe she was merely jealous that his mug had brushed her.Rexinit forced herself to push these thoughts down,the task ahead had more at stake than who was jealous of who.

The cold breeze rushed at her,silken tassels somehow landing spotlessly back in their assigned position upon her arched serpentine.The cloud drifted over the full moon,another addition to the horror movie setting-both quadrupeds were plunged into darkness,their vision would have all but vanished in the wave of darkness that had temporarily engulfed them.When it re-emerged,the silver maiden had moved closer yet,the distance shortening to about two meters.The distance seemed so long,yet at the same time it managed to be almost nothing,Rex could almost feel the hot breath of her opponent fogging up her vision.Almost.But not yet.Another cold rush of air flooded her oxygenators as she inhaled,the chilly oxygen had a cleansing effect on her.The femmora remained calm,unperturbed-Rexinit had always had a stunning ability to maintain a facade of calm.It was merely a facade,however-scratch the surface and the true feelings were often directly beneath.

The gap felt like nothing now,the pair could so easily be head to head,each one's breath mingling with that of the other.Tyrina could so easily be cut open by Rexinit's crowning glory,her horn.Rexinit could so easily have a bone shattered by a kick she had failed to dodge.So much could go wrong-yet the silver czaress took great care not to let notions of these possibilities mar her frame of mind with fear,like poison.Fear could shatter warriors just as easily as a car compactor.A moments silence caused the tension to ramp up,becoming almost impossible to differentiate between the thunderstorm in the atmosphere and the tension.Vocals trembled to release cool words,raised in volume ever so slightly due to the ever present rumble of the thunder off to the west-it would surely hit within the hour.Tyrina.The word was an acknowledgment.Rexinit could not deny the blood-stained mare respect after her feats-she just did not have to be happy about it.But now,she awaited a response.The fight was on the pathway,knocking politely on the door..at any moment it would begin.Soon.

Torn like R i b b o n s

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Tyrina couldn't help but smile when she saw the Fae she was here to battle with. Maybe she wouldn't kill the young maiden, but she would put her back in her place. This mare thought she was so hot in her ways, that she had her king in the deck. She was wrong, Zerkzies was no idiot, and he didn't fall in love with just any one, hell he didn't befriend just any one. Her silver pools sparked with remembrance of the words from some one who had been out to kill her. Some one that meant a lot to Zerkzies, some one she had killed. Tyrina shook her head. The scarlet Fae had promised herself years ago she would never think about that again and she had no intention on doing that. She didn't Give up.

The subways was pitch black and all you could see was the one you were here to battle. The white out line of the body before you. The one that would be covered in your blood or their own. Tyrina breathed in deeply feeling the excitement in her gut. She hadn't felt such rage for any one in a long time, and the one who had made her that angry had died for it. The rouge Queen shook her head. This was her time to block out everything but the pure adrenaline to run on, and the blood lust. Her tail flicked and her beads clicked against each other her silk banner draping down her neck. She wanted nothing more than to start her triad.

The sweet breath she saw was her own, the smell of another body was Rex's. Tyrina knew that this young mare would have been mated and having babes with a stallion of her choosing, if things hadn't happened the way they had. If she hadn't made the decisions she had made. Tyrina closed her silver eyes and took in a shagged breath. This was her fault in a way. That this young child would have to feel pain and learn how to battle stag twice her size. A heat spread all over the scarlet mares body, her guilt in her heart. This was her fault and she knew it, but it didn't change that she had been the one to cause this all. Not that any one knew that, no one knew her secrets they were her own.

Her foot stomped as she drew her attention form the NY gutter and into the subway. A smile curved her lush maw. Her hooves moved under neath her as she began to circle about the filly. Her body was tense but not scared more like her own adrenaline. It pulsed through her body like a drum, beating to a tune that only she could dance. Her souls song. A snort came from her and she kept up with her circling the grey beast. "Rexinit." She said in return, her voice that same soft tone that didn't match her ways. "Have you ever had to battle before Rex?" She said in a emotionless purr. Tyrina wouldn't let the mare know what she was thinking or looking for. That she was doing something she had learned well.

Her body traveled clamly as she moved about the whole mare. Taking in her every feature. She wanted to see her strengths and weakness. She looked at her petty build and sighed. This one would have more power in that horn then a kick or any kind. When she had fully come around the fae she stopped to look her in the eyes and smirked. Standing about 10 feet away. "Don't blink Rexinite." She whispered. It was then that the rouge Queen jumped forwards teeth bared. She looked as if she was going to take a chunk at the other; But Tyrina dropped her shoulder putting her weight on her right front let her body pull to a halt a few feet from the mare. When she had slowed enough the scarlet mare pivoted and aimed a sharp kick at Rexinites barrel, in hopes that she would cause great damge.

The Queen jumped away into a clear spot out of aim, so the other mare would have to come after her for an attack. She wasn't about to let the filly have a free-bee. She would have to earn her wounds that she intended to inflicked on the rouge mares hide. A smirk pulled Ty's maw. "This is the begining filly!"She boomed from her perch on the old subway tracks. Her heart pounded with excitment. This was the rush she hadn't felt in so long, not the rush to kill but the rush of emotion that made her feel really alive. This was what made her breath in a full breath made her want to shout out in laughter. The child in her wanted a break away from all this, the aged female wanted revenge on her injustice. This was what her life was and she was going to take the best of it. "Just tell me when you have had enough!" Tyrina called out with a laugh. "I won't kill you, just kick you around a little bit. This was going to be something fun in Ty's mind.

Her tail swished as she stood there waiting for the mare to make her move. She wanted to know if she knew how to fight, if the little imp knew how to pack a hit. Or how to stand up against one. That was one of the hardest things of war, to stand up after all hope has been lost and say you still believe in what is your way of thinking. Only the brave did that, only the strong knew how to let their pride fall away and die. There was no pride in war.

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Statues: Finished
Ooc: This is one of my first attacks out of five and it was intended to be of large damage! ^-^ And I won't kill Rex, only the roleplayer of a char can let them die.]

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Now that the element of surprise had faded,her chance at any sneak attacks had long since been lost to the chilled,yet heavy night air.But not that that mattered-manners had been deeply instilled in Rexinit's blood.Even if this was the Queen of Equines.Certainly,the Queen may think that Rexinit was a young hot head with nothing else in mind than finding a mate and beating the crap out of her enemies-but no.Rexinit understood the necessities of a well-planned attack.You couldn't just fight until your army collapsed at your feet.That was not a war.That was a double cross.The ivory maiden kept her breathing even,but deep,oxygenating her lungs for the next few hours,minutes,days,years,however long it was until either one was ready to give in.No,Rex would not let herself die in battle,for then you could not fight again.The hardest thing to do was to give up and convince yourself what you were doing was right.

The gentle clinking of beads told her that Tyrina was moving,shifting her position slightly.Readying herself for anything,Rexinit slid lower to the ground,bending her forelegs ever so slightly to act as shock absorbers.Her orbitals were focused on the point at which the sound had broken from,the vague silhouette of the rouge minx visible in the falling darkness.The faint clouds of vapour rising from her canals was a good indicator,the rhythmic puffs surely mirrored for her own,lighter chassis.The bloodstained fatale's words reached her through the fog of war,somehow distant as Rexinit retreated into the less civilized frame of mind,the more primeval part that any animal,be it mammal,reptile or bird,had.The last traces of surrealism had long since faded as Tyrina acknowledged her presence,her name spoken clearly.Rexinit.The gentle clinking of the beads Rexinit knew were threaded through Tyr's mane alerted her to the fact that the Queen was shifting position,and in response Rex slid into a more defensive stance,her legs bent slightly to absorb most of the shock of the attack she felt certain was soon to come.

The femme inhaled deeply,inflating her lungs with much needed oxygen,knowing that it would reduce the helplessness a knock would induce by winding her.Certainly the battle had yet to begin,however Rexinit knew how much could be changed by simple preparation.The rouge Queen's next words caught her off guard and old memories rushed in,as if the flood barrier holding them back had broken down by sheer pressure.Rexinit,as a newborn,play fighting with the colts,the dreadful feel of the horn tearing through the skin on her shoulder blade,more than sheer pain.You could feel each groove cutting through your skin with ease,the serrated edge of the horn sliding through every layer of your epidermises.The faint scar ran for 5 centimeters along her left shoulder,and a quiet response was reluctantly given to Tyrina,one which would bring her much suffering to be sure.Not properly.The simple words were barely more than a whisper,hissing through the cold night air like a sharpened knife.

It was the sudden sound of rushing air that alerted Rexinit to the oncoming attack.The rouge femme had come from behind,ivories bared,and Rexinit suspected a feint,.However it was possible to contain feints inside feints,so the ivory femme spun to her left,backtracking.It was then that the jarring shock of impact slammed through her,a bruise would certainly form on the left side of her barrel.It was the backwards step that had saved her.In retaliation her nape was arched round,horn flung upwards as Tyrina retreated.If Tyrina was not already safely out of harms way,the horn would slice through the shoudler blade,it would not cause permanent damage however.As the rouge mare leapt clear from the tangle,Rexinit tracked her,keeping close on her tail.She was careful to keep her left side from a clear point of view,not wishing to expose it again.With astonishing speed the ivory mare lifted herself onto her rears,directly behind Tyrina.Coming down with ivories bared,hooves were placed to the left.She was coming down at an angle.This attack was aimed to take a chunk out of the base of the Queen's serpentine.

It was then the Queen's mocking words echoed back towards the milky fatale,causing her to toss her ivory horn in anger,the rage surging like blood through her veins,burning hot.it took her a moment to suppress the sheer anger that coursed through her,knowing that a loss of control now could be fatal.Answering lyrics cut through the air to meet the other femme's thorns.Certainly,and feel free to do the same.Inhaling deeply the ivory mare turned quickly and darted off to the higher ground,making sure that Tyrina was clearly in her line of sight.This would make it almost impossible for the rouge femme to sneak up on her from behind,however it may be possible for the blood stained Queen to dart around behind before Rexinit could get a proper eye-lock on her.It would be difficult to see the darker femme in the midst of night,,however the dim glow of the silvered orb that was the moon cast the dark form into sharp relief.


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She would win if it killed her. This was a thought that went through the rouge Queens mind as she fought, twisted and turned her body to make deadly attacks on the other mare. This was the determination she felt. It wasn't as if she couldn't loose, she was no better than any one else. It was that she didn't want to loose to this beast. This swine, who thought she had the right to be so prissy and stuck up. Her white canvas was plain and of nothing special. What right did she think she had to be any where near her king. Tyrina fully paused with that thought. She had thought of Zerkzies as hers. Tyrina growled and snorted. What was wrong with her? She had told her self numerous times that she was over him that he would never ever hold her heart again. Yet here she was fighting another mare just for the fact that he had touched this vix in front of her.

Her sigh was ragged and very pulled in. She wasn't paying attention to the mare, or her attacks, movements, anything. This realization pulled anger from her soul. Made her want to spit. The scarlet fae didn't even listen for the noisy hoof beats of the amateur. The Queen didn't think to move, or react. She never thought about moving an inch. Even when she felt that horrid pain of her invading her back. Feeling skin give to the mean tear. Her scream was strong through the black subway. It bounced off the surrounding walls and rang in her ears, like a taunting call. She knew that the fire swelling in her breast was the anger she was feeling for this mare, this pain. Her silver orbs rolled in her head as she dropped her haunches to get away from the mares on slaught. The blood was rolling down her red coat matching it with a beauty that was unnatural.

Something inside her was still troubled. The pain only added to further confusion in her head. How much she wanted to just give into that sweet anger, let it take her body as it's puppet and Rexinit as the dummy. She shook her scarlet head and focused best she could. The thought about Zerkzies was still pestering her through the searing burn that harbored her back. A smile of evil intent curved her maw. She was ready to draw her own blood, if she could she would draw enough to make this mare writhe in pain. It was like something evil poked its head out inside her.

The subways damp air chilled her new wound. It would be a long time for this mark to heal, but she had alot of time to let it. Tyrina was glad she had the satisfaction to know she to had landed a blow on the mares ribs. Skin would burn, but breath could become labored in your chest if you didn't watch the way you go hit. Her hooves itched under her to move, to have her attack. For at the moment they both to break, staring back at each other silhouette. That white halo that was just another whore in her eyes. This mare thought she could just walk into her life and steal the one thing she had felt she couldn't loose? It was then relization dawned on her. On the Queen of 2,000 years. No matter what she thought, said, did, heard, felt, she was destined to love Zerkzies and that she had never really took in the true fact that he was no longer hers. No longer her lover. He was just the king of her enemy.

Her red lids slide over her eyes covering the pain. This inner pain was worse than the outer pain of her body. She could feel this pain in a way it couldn't be ignored. This was a pain of acception. That Tyrina the great hot headed leader, was ready to take that her past mistakes had made her loose her life. No matter what injuries she sustained, nothing could match this. No one could repair this. She had lost him because of that damn deputy! Lost everything. So much rage filled her, so much hate, it burned a hole into her stomach. Ate at her souls feels of love. How could she live with this contemp? "I hate you." She whispered. "I hate you." Tyrina said a little louder. "I.....H...A...T...E....Y..O...U!!!!" The Queen roared as loud as her lungs would let her. It would appear she was saying this to the mare before her. Maybe she was, maybe all her anger had to go some where and Rexinite was just the lucky one. A tear slide down her face.

It was then the Queen opened her eyes, full of a soft look, like a child lost and helpless. Ty didn't let any one see this, yet one of her enemies was seeing it. "You have to promise me this one thing, Promise me you will do better then I ever did with him. I would do anything to see his heart no longer in pain for my acttions." Then the fae stealed her liquid eyes to all emotion, letting nothing seep into her. She had need to say that to Rexinite. Something in Tyrina knew that she would be the one he would find salvation in. It was only that it hurt to know you could no longer be that salvation. "Don't think that I'm going to let you off the hook mare." Her voice had become razor sharp again, so crisp it could cut iron.

Her muslces were bunched ready for the next move in the battle. Ready for her to take an action against the child for the wound she had inflicted on her. Tyrina could only smile a little, all emotion had left her now. She was that heartless hot leader she was known to be. The one that her people stood next to and never questioned her word. Never thought twice about her tactic, or the wars she waged. They never wavered at her side. Nor did Texinity, her new lover. The only one that had seemed to open her heart in so long. Her heart wavered in her chest. He had been the one to come to her like a black angel. Her black angel, her gaberial. It gave the rouge Queen faith that she could live with out Zerkzies in her heart and head all the time. "It's time to fight little girl." Ty roared.

The rouge mare jumped from her spot at Rex with no true aim. She had always learned that if you jumped at your enemies with intent in your head they could read into that action. So she took off from her posistion at the filly with no plan. Though Tyrina was known to be a quick thinker, and used this to her advantage now and before. She ducked her head low and level so that she would be less likley for a hit from that horn. Her maw pulled back and bared as she went for Rxinites Neck with her teeth, hoping to sink her dentures into that pretty little pelt. Her heart raced with excitment. She pulled back quick, not stupid enough to stay long near a horned beast. Tyrina was hopful that her teeth had sank into her lower neck where she had aimed for. Her hooves pulled her backwards to get out of line of another attack. Again the Queen made it so she would have to come after her in her attempts.

The Queen stood and smirked waiting for the out come of this battle. It would be sweet on her tounge to see that little girl fall and know that she wasn't invinsable, just because of that rode on her head. Tyrina threw her head and went at her again, but this time pivoted on her haunches to throw a kick up at the mares face, aiming for a deadly blow, wishing to liturally knock some sense into that mares head. Tyrina knew she was leaving a big opening for the mare to attack in this move, but let her have it none the less. The bit before had been a small attack compared to this. Tyrina only hoped she hadn't missed. The Queens hooves landed back on the pavement after the up lift in her hindlegs. She stood there now, looking at the little mare. Wanting her to know what she was going to give her. That she was walking into a fire and the heat would be at Tyrina's level.

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Ooc: I took my first major wound and made my second and third attack out of five, the first was to be a minor injury and the second a major injury.]

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Midnight's h e r e

The warm crimson liquid surged into her mouth,the liquid dripping over Tyrina's sides,rolling down in quickly formed rivers.Rexinit actually felt the tremble run through the Royalty's physique as the horrible scream echoed off the Subway walls,the primeval scream coming straight back to hammer at her eardrums.The warm crimson liquid dripped from her gleaming silver mug,staining it,a strangely eerie look for the one who managed to look so Light.Be it the truth that no alliances other than race existed here and now,Rexinit was a stereotypical Light,although her past was definitely not that of a Light.But that is another Chapter in another book,a member of a different series,stored in a dark library somewhere,where only gory horror stories may be flipped through at the sick pleasure of the reader,as opposed to the one we are poring over now,my dear reader.So now,it's time to hurriedly search for that bookmark you left in about halfway through.They are just memoirs of a past long gone,for those who do not dwell on the present.

Now we will return to the current page before the candle vanishes,dripping into a puddle of wax that merely spoils those pants you only just got.Rexinit pulled herself upwards,her rear legs moving back slightly to allow her to come down on all fours a small distance away from the enraged,blood-licked Monarchess.Rexinit was not mentally challenged-she knew it was not exactly tactful to stay right in the firing line of the angered Tyrina,known well for her temper and hotheadedness.Having retreated to a much safer distance of roughly ten meters,the cold air surged over her physique,which for some unnatural reason seemed to have physically heated up with rage from the inside to out.It was just so tempting to leap forwards and lose herself to the instinct,to give in to her senses alone,to feel that horn tear crudely through her beating heart,to feel it's beat cease,to feel Tyrina writhe,impaled on the factor that separated them from Horses.To show her what it was that she had waged war on.Just to let her know that they could have been powerful allies,both horses and unicorns alike.Like they had been before.Like they probably never would be again.

Tyrina seemed to be building up to something,as if a match had been struck in her orbitals and was burning up the whole tiny stick,the flames spreading across the surface of her orbits,until the scream was released,the condemning sentence speeding through the air,a rush in Rexinit's thorns,almost blowing them backwards.The mare had screamed I Hate You-certainly,they were enemies,however she seemed to have a more helpless glaze over her eyes,as if she could not help herself,as if the rage had completely consumed her.Somewhat disconcerted Rexinit spun to look at Tyrina,her compassion prevailing,until she reminded herself who this was.The crystalline droplet sliding down Tyrina'as facade was horribly visible,reflecting the light thrown down at the duet by the lightning storm raging overhead.The rouged fatale seemed weakened,for just a few moments those emotions that had been allowed to age for 2000 years had come through. Unsure how to respond to the scream of utter hatred,Rexinit murmured,almost to herself.Just a lyric,just an insignificant line of song.Label death as my only defense,I will never love again,I still remember that final cold December..

But Tyrina's next words,they halted the Unicorn in her very tracks,for a moment everything seemed to pause and turn to stare at Tyrina as the pair shared a moment of eye contact,Rexinit's liquid gold orbitals searching Tyrina's own greyed voids.Her thorns lifted uncertainly,although her topazes gave way to nothing,no clue into what may be coursing through her mind.Tyrina,nothing would end his pain more than this war ending.Though it may have sounded such a sappy,unoriginal statement,Rexinit was certain that it would help if this war ended.She had seen that ancient pain burning in his wise eyes,no matter how hard he had tried to mask them.Then,Tyrina seemed to harden,her entire flamed chassis tensing,the very muscles beneath her red pelt tensing,pulling together into a more aggressive stance.Don't think that I'm going to let you off the hook mare.Jeez,even her voice had become more brittle,the tones and sharper syllables razored.Rexinit felt her own legs bend slightly,shock absorbers,her muscles tensing,ready to either back off or lunge into the attack that the mare may throw at her.It all depended on how quickly she could act,how much time there was,and on what took Tyrina's fancy.

The weighted fatale came at her suddenly,her physique lunging out of the darkness,the mad glint in her eyes obvious,and somewhat eerie.as her harsh scream,her real challenge,echoed towards her.It wasn't like the movies.It wasn't slow motion.Nothing sounded faraway.It was a whirl of colour,sound and movement,like some sick and twisted carnival,where the rides frequently jerked to a halt and sent you plummeting to your death,horribly and messily hundreds of meters below.Although Rexinit stepped hurriedly to the left,twisting her neck to the right and flicking downwards with her serrated horn,she felt the ivories close through her canvas,felt the enamel travelling through the layers of skin.The warm liquid spurted out,trickling down her silvered coat,somehow a stunning effect,the dark crimson shining as it made it's way in a few rivulets down her shoulder blade.But that was nothing,the searing pain was nothing,against the rage that blossomed in her.Somehow,impossibly,she fought it down,swallowed it,knowing that that could cause her to lose her head-and in a fight this deadly,that could be literal.

However before that horn could gouge through Tyrina's stomach,to gut that pretty little fish,the flamed femme was gone and away,over the piles of rubble,but somehow it was evident that that was not the end of this.Sure enough,mere moments later,her rear hoofs flew upwards,the titaniums aimed at the center of her diadem,up towards her thorns.There was a thud,alright,but it was not Rexinit's head that had connected with her blunt,heavy flints,it was the side of her shoulder,however the angle prevented the bone from shattering.A flower of pain blossomed from the point of impact,and a strangled scream escaped Rexinit;'s mug,but it was a mingled cry of both rage and pain,a hybrid of two conflicting emotions.Definitely,bruising would occur soon,and a droplet of blood had been coaxed out.As Tyrina retreated,Rexinit longed to smash in that smug little facade,to see the skull implode,the shards of bone that would fly,a sick shiver of pleasure shaking down her entire chassis,causing her to become once more aware of the pain.Forcing herself onwards,Rexinit stepped to the left.

There were feints during battles,certainly.This idea brought a grin to Rexi's mug,a sinister smile showing dripping red ivories for a moment.In moments her pistons were moving fluidly,aimed resolutely at the left side of Tyrina,heading for her neck,ivories bared.The unicorn did not give way,not to reveal her trick,until the last few seconds,however even that was not the real plan.It is possible,though difficult,to conceal feints within feints.Swerving hurriedly to the right Rexinit continued on,the gap rapidly closing,until the last moment when a harsh pull to the left brought her round behind Tyrina,having swerved around her bulk and coming to face the same way as her,parallel to the mare's hinds.The muscles in her neck arched and her tiara was pulled down to her chest,before thrown across and upwards,which would hopefully tear through the skin running between Tyrina's stomach and hindlegs.This was difficult to achieve,as Tyrina would be around in seconds.Forelegs were pulled off the ground and hind legs were used to propel her away and to the right,placing her a relatively safe distance away from the blood-stained femme.

This was dangerous,this position,and she saw it now.Turning rapidly to face Tyrina the unicorn stared her out,liquid silver tassels flicking over her rump,the tips stained with her own blood,a deep crimson in colour,due to the fresh blood that blossomed from her neck.Her breathing was pulled in,trying frantically to keep the pain away from her mind.The pair where both still when the rain started to fall,not the best for visibility.The liquid turned her coat a pale pink,the blood dripping onto the concrete,diluted by the rainfall.This left the wound visible,a nasty tear in her skin,which would take time to heal over.Time.The one thing Rexinit wasn't worried about.Drawing in a long breath she exhaled slowly,the oxygen having the effect of clearing her head,much like a windscreen wiper.It wiped away all that dirt form her mind,and everything seemed to be renewed in colour,the dust having been removed from her eyes.Still the ivory maiden did not shift,staring at Tyrina with unnerving silence,just..waiting,

You're all a l o n e

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Notes;;Heehee.Rexi's attack is meant for major damage,however there's a chance Tyr can dodge.










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We all have nightmares. Ones that plague us till we can't breath anymore. Those nightmares gradually seep into are lives. They make us want to shy away from reality, until the world around us is nothing more than a cage and we are trapped with the bars getting closer and closer. So much crowded space that are breath is weak in are lungs. The rouge beast felt this way numerous amounts of times, so much her chest ached with the breath in it. Power was not her life, her life had been so much, and yet now she had to deal with war and blood and hate. Though the rouge mare wouldn't regret it. This was her revenge the reason she was here was all because Zerkzies had seen someone over her, loved some one over her. That hurt had driven her for years. A lonely female trapped in a Queens body with immortality as her cage. What would any one do with these emotions that clouded their mind and soul. A plague of black feelings had swarmed her for so long Tyrina knew no better than to make him feel what she had felt. That he had lived with happiness in the other realm and she had not. That their king had not had a second thought about her decision. Could he not have read her better!? Tyrina had lived with that, and the fact that he was no longer hers.

Now she was at war, her home this beautiful city, the one that made her feel alive and no longer alone. Every one else saw death when she saw life. Looking beyond the darkness of the terra but into the light of it. It was old, yes, and it was broken, but a beautiful power lurked in it that could not be missed. Designs that they could never make and bricks they could never stack. That was the city they all lived in. Tyrina took a deep breath feeling that pain in her back still, the burn of it was intense and so familiar. It was nothing compared to the burn in her heart. That was something she had created and wouldn't ever get ride of. The stubborn red Queen had let so many lies and secrets tangle together. She knew that the mare would respond to her earlier words. That she would have something to say that Tyrina didn't want to hear. Something she didn't want to handle or take care of. The words that whispered in her head 24/7. Her voice was soft and definite. "I will not end this war, it is my right to have it. I will not let everything I stand for and my kind fall because he hurts. Well Guess what SO DO I, AND I HAVE BEEN FOR JUST AS LONG!!" She shouted with such force that is bounced off the walls like her earlier scream. Tyrina didn't want to hear about what she couldn't do. Didn't want to except it.

Her back was still stinging and she felt it pulsing as the blood dripped off of it to the ground. Crimson as her coat, matching it as much as a 9/10 match in hue. Her eyes were wild silver orbs as they gazed at the mare before her. Her white body outlined in the dark subway tunnel. No light, no fresh air, just a long and huge cramped space. The battle grounds of this land. The place where all the blood of her people and Zerkzies would be shed. Something about it made her smile. She wanted it this way, this way she could no longer get hurt, and neither could her people. She wanted them to feel the same hatred she felt. Weather that was selfish or not she didn't even comprehend. Tyrina was taking out her revenge till the day she died, and when she did she would have Zerkzies again and he would love her, not be mad at her for her sins. God what a mess she had knitted for herself.

Tyrina had been expecting an attack from the fae, especially after her earlier hits. The blood from the mares neck was still in her mouth, sweet and yet bitter. Her hooves still buzzed from the impact of hitting the mare in the shoulder after her half dodge. Tyrina was sure that even after that small amount she got in the mare would be bruised. A snort rose in her chest. Waiting until the moment the mare came at her with her noisy hoof beats, and fainting movements. The rouge Queen felt her movements and the energy she was bunching up from beside her as Rexinit got closer. Watching the mare moving to make a deathly attack that the scarlet vix knew would be costly. With a deep intake on breath Tyrina didn't shy away from her attack but instead hurled her body right into Rexinit, dodging her attack with the change of her body position and hoping to knock her to the ground with her. The Queen didn't wait to see if she had knocked the white female over only got to her feet after she had taken the fall. Her shift of weight hadn't been an attack, but a dodge to get the mare off her and her time to plan something to come at her with. She wanted to make something that would disorientate the mare. Tyrina wanted to see confusion and helplessness in this fae, only then would she no longer have an attack that would work on her. Only then would she fall.

Tyrina was up, her coat now stained with the brown earth, and her own blood. It was starting to dry crusting in some places, making it uncomftorbale. She ground her teeth and let the pain pass. The mare didn't want to fouces on the drying blood or the fact that she to was feeling the same pain that Rexinit was feeling. Except, her one skin wound would be nothing to Rexinits bruised ribs, shoulder and skin wound. One back wound was not compared to several minor but equally as painful. Tyrina could not see the mare right now at her angle. She stood now where she had fallen after her dodge. Rexinite was coming into her line of vision. Weather the Fae had taken the same fall was not known to Tyrina, because now the female was up.

The rouge Queen stood her ground and watched the other with her silver gaze. She wanted her to feel fear. It was a cruel thought and yet she desired it. Wanted to see that fear on the other mares face as much as she had felt it in her own heart. Time was unpredictibale, life was cruel. Fear and determination make us live every day. That or love. Love could make any one want to take another breath on this earth. It is when that love is taken away that we feel weak and no longer in control of are selves. When are knees clatter against each other because they can not support are weight with out are lover! Tyrina took in a deep breath and blew away the thought. These past pains are things that she didn't want to think about any more. Things that even thought they influenced her life made her insane. Her liquid metal pools kept a line on Rexinite. She was ready to make her move.

The scarlet mare felt her hooves dance under neath her in anticaption. The thought of heading at the mare was making her heart pound and blood pump. She felt that prance pick up at her heels to make her step in her spot. OH, the need to move, but an attack some times needed thinking to make it work. "Rexinit you are not weak as I thought you were, though you are as foolish." She said lightly as she let her pads move to start heading to the far wall and start circling the mare again. Her muscles churnched under her hide, wanting to make a larger motion. Her breath filtered in her body, expressing the need to take a wonderous hit. "Do you think I could kill you?" She asked in a light and just as emotionless voice. The rouge Queen was known to be fire, but ice in emotion. No one of the other kind but Zerkzies himself could pervoke a good emotion from her, or any at all.

"Do you think that this is just a game, that you are not in danger here and now!" Her daggers continued to move underneath her as she started her circle around the mare. Walking around the mare with her head held high, her beads gently tapping against each other. The air was turning damp as it crowded in on the subway making sweat roll into the deep wound on her back, it burned. Tyrina payed it no attention. War wasn't war with out wounds and scars. The rouge mare didn't care about the faes answers to her questions, she wanted a distraction. To make the other hear those words and not her shift in weight on the concrete floor, or her daggers getting closer. It was then in that instint that the scarlet queen jumped at the mare. She was behind her now and headed at her hanches. Her teeth bared and she headed at her flanks. Those white teeth bare to the darkness eyes. Tyrina snapped down in hopes of getting the young mares flanks in a vise, and pulling back to ripp a chunk of them off. The Queen bounced back after her attack waiting for the others move in this game of chest.

Her daggers staied silent not knowning if she had hit her mark before. She smirked. "Pain in only in your head, you can blank it out if you try." The Queen bellowed with some merith in her sweet voice. Tyrina wasn't evil, but she would fight for what she believed was right. This was her destiny, she was meant to have this war: Tyrina was the only one that knew she would have to accept her enemy as her friend one day, for the thing that had killed the humans would be after them as well. But she planned on making her point before she had to. Arrogant little swine like this one, who they thought knew what blood was, they made her laugh. No blood is like the blood of your cousin, or made of malice.

Tyrina walked and looked at her opponit with only knowning of a greater future. "You've shown yourself worthy thus far, but not worth my time." The scarlet female mocked her. "I have no need to fight children such as your self, even though you could hurt me just as I you." Rina's sharp silver orbs glowed in the darkness with and errie look to it. "I who have been alive for almost the same time as your beloved king, am still only mortal at heart." She stopped to stand nose to nose with the other, her silver pools staring at her the same way she had stared at her before. "Just remember ignorant child, you only know his side of the story." Tyrina whispered. The rouge mare smirked and bared her teeth before she snatched at Rexinits cheek. She wanted to leave a scar on her pretty little white face. Tyrina just hoped she got her mark. The queen jumped away, and watched her knowing the next few moves would end this battle.

Stat: Finished
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Ooc: Tyrina made a half dodge and a major attack and minor attack, that is the end of my attacks.