Sephirim Vs Trauma

Frigidly cold winds blew across Sephirim's pale white face as he awaited his opponent in the Ancient Roman Colosseum . The colosseum was nothing more than A shadow of its former Structural being , broken pillars  and Debris Scattered across the arena floor. The walls of the Colosseum looked frail and ready to Collapse. the Cloudless Skies ere dark and gloomy   fitting the depressing scenery of the Decayed Arena. As the wind blew Dust particles were taken with it  into the air.  Sephirim was sitting on a broken pillar in the arena  as he patiently waited for his challenger. as he sat and rested , Sephirim Reminiscence about the training that he struggled through with his Deceased father. Sephirim loved his father Dearly and if it wasn't for him he would not be the great  fighter he is today.

Trauma sits in his room of the The Hellfire club. His head senceing someone was not dreaming. Trauma shaked his head. He was getting headaches. Someone was out there and trauma had to take care of them. He walks to a computer were he checks files and security tapes. But, there was nothing. He knew there had to be something. He checks the radar on the computer. He finally sees something located at the old colosseum. Trauma rushed to his gear in his closet.

"There is someone out there not dreaming. Looks like im going to have to put them to rest"

Trauma walks over and opens his closet. He wanted to wear gear that he could be alittle more flexible. So he pulls out his black leather outfit. He buckles the front and back making sure they were secure. He then puts on his black leather boots. He had a black and white HFC bandanna he wraps around his ankle so it dangles on to his shoe. Trauma walks into the bathroom. He takes a good look in the mirror as he fangs grow longer. he was hungry very very hungry. He picks up a comb and combs his long wavy silver hair. Trauma took great pride in his looks.

"im almost ready now to get equipped"

Trauma goes to the armory. He finds a case bareing two guns. Both are longslide caliburs that had been polished and everything. he takes out the clips and loads them with explosive rounds. He then puts his clips back in and puts the guns into his black holsters. Trauma then walks to a giant glass door. He opens it and inside was his sword of darkness on a stand. This sowrd had been blessed by the devil himself. It could cut through some of the most toughest materials. Trauma puts it on his back and buckles it to himself. Trauma walks out the front door and with a flick of his hand a giant black mass covers him. Then the black mass disapears and trauma was gone.

Moments later trauma appears at the old colosseum. He saw the being sitting. He smirks towards the being as he jobs to another pillar. He looks towards the being.

"How does it feel to be all alone. Without that lazy bum of a father you had. Feels pretty good to me"

Trauma draws his guns and shoots multiple rounds towards the being. All explodeing on impact. He shoots all around the opponent.

"this is going to be fun!"

Sephirim continued sobbing until Suddenly he  heard a deep smooth voice  creep his ear

Trauma looked towards his opponent. he saw how much anger he had. Trauma smirked though and laughed under his breath. He looked around for a second. as he saw the bullets going towards his opponent. But then he felt wierd. His opponent has slowed down time. Trauma felt wierd but he could still see his opponent. He saw as his bullets were being destroyed. but, trauma knew his opponent had no idea about the explosion. So in a slow voice trauma said..

"youuuuu foooool"

The explosion goes off. Trauma sees as his opponent had been hit with large debris. Trauma laughed at the boy as he saw his attack worked. Trauma saw around him that time was returning to normal speed. He sees his opponent stand up. His nose looks like it was broken. He was bleeding like crazy. Trauma knew he was hurt by the sound of his screams

"ahahahahahahaha"


Trauma laughs as the boy screams. Thats when he hears the beings voice and thats when a large crack is heard. Traumas foe had punched trauma in the face so hard that it knocked his head all the way back to where the back of his head was touching his back. Traumas head was stuck like this. He falls to his knees and then falls on his chest. Thats when a laugh is heard.

"ha..hahah.ahahahahahahaha"

Trauma stands up with his head to his back. All of the sudden.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

Traumas head was cracking and bending to its original place. His head then returns to normal. Trauma still felt the pain though and that was some serious damage. But, he was a healer he was healing from it as his bones werent broken anymore.

"the pain may still be there but, i will survive"

Trauma knew his head still hurt but brushed off his shoulders.

"your father was a pig. I should know cause i knew him personally. Yeaaa me and your father go way back. Until, i found out he was trash. I saw him die and i let it happen i loved it. ahahahaha."

Trauma still in pain jumps in the air and shoots more explosive rounds towards his foe. He then shuts his eyes then all of the sudden trauma created duplicates numbering in the hundreds. All of trauma dupes formed a circle around the foe. Trauma screamed the words "attack this swine". In one swift motion each dupe flicks their wrists and appears several mystical cards in each dupes hand. All at once they throw the cards directly towards Sephirim. Trauma knew these cards could cut through anything and he controled them. Trauma then takes back all of his dupes as they all come back into trauma.

"After im done with you there will be nothing left."

Trauma watches as the cards go towards Sephirim. Trauma felt a sharp pain in his neck though. It really hurt. But, he draws his gun and shoots towards Sephirim along with the cards. Trauma waits to see how his attack works.

After Sephirim's fierce punched Connected with trauma's face , trauma's head  jerked to his back  from the force of his punch. after the punch landed, Sephirim flipped backwards  and landed in a 3 point stance  , then  stood up straight.

Trauma watches as the bullets didn't work but, the explosion the made amused Trauma. He watched as the anger grew inside the boy and that he couldn't take to much more. Trauma noticed the fear in the boys eyes when he saw his duplicates. When they all threw the cards trauma knew he couldn't defend them all. There were cuts all over the boy and trauma knew his attack worked.

Thats when Trauma looks up and sees the boy trying to roundhouse kick him. Trauma tried putting hs arms up. He managed to get his left arm up but the boy kicked it so hard he broke his left arm.

"ohhh comeon man jeez"

Trauma looked the other way and noticed earlier the boy was fraked out by the sound of the cracks of his bone.

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

Trauma moves his bone around. As he heals the meat around the bone so his arm can remain a little straight. but, at this time that arm was useless.

"you fight just like your father. Ha pitiful indeed to bad i have to destroy you like i did him."

Trauma looked towards the boy. He then flicks his hand as a black mass appears in his hand. He then throws the black mass in the air. It makes a dome around the colliseum. But, the dome was black cutting off any light. But, trauma could still see since he was the one maniplateing it.

"do you like the dark"

Trauma slammed his hands together and chants. He makes a spell useing magic. The spell makes an aura around the dome making it so no one could escape. Trauma then sees The boy and starts to shoot at him with tons of explosive bullets. He then flicks his hand and creates more magical cards And throws them towards the boy.

Trauma was able to block Sephirim's powerful kick with his left arm, but it still was a wise Choice

Trauma looked towards the boy with a smirk. He could see that he was enraged but,trauma didn't care.  He saw the cratter he had made. Trauma looked at him with one eye brow up. He saw the boy had gotten stronger but, not as strong as trauma. It was pitch black and there was no way the boy could see trauma. But, when trauma fired his bullets the explosion made it so he was visible for a second. Trauma hurried and put his guns away. Thats when trauma started to feel wierd again the bo had slowed time. But, this only lasted for a few seconds.

"haha looks like you can't keep focused."

Trauma looks towards the boy as he sees the boy releaseing a orb of darkness or in this case dark energy. trauma had to think quick and had to make a move. Trauma raised both hands toward the orb. Thats when a dark shadow ball was beginning to form in traumas hand. As the orb got closer trauma charged his blast. Thats when he let the blast go right towards the orb. Right on impact the orb explodes sending trauma back hitting his head against the ground and with several cuts.

"ouch that hurt a little bit"

Trauma stayed calm but was in alot of pain. As he stood up there was giant piece of rock coming straight towards him after the explosion. This rock hit trauma straight in the stomach. Trauma falls to his knees. Moments later he stands up. He spits blood.

Trauma looked around for a moment. He knew that the boy was hurt cause when he got a glimpse of him he had several major cuts. Truama knew he was trying to treat himself.

"Your dead kid! Just like your father was. After i killed him i carved in three letters H...F....C.  You won't be able to beat me cause he couldn't either. I can tell your not ready. All you have to do is bow before me and maybe  will show you mercy. I will tell you your dad never gave up until i put my blade to his throat. He begged me not to kill you. Now, are going to bow or do i need to go against your fathers wishes!"

Trauma put his hands together and pulled them apart and in between his hands were thousands of mystical cards. Trauma began to whirl he hands around like a tornado. Thats when all of the cards began to form a tornado swirling around in the dome of darkness. These cards were cutting through anything they touched and there was no way he could escape with out dieing. The hurricane of cards were covering the whole dome cutting everything but Trauma.

Trauma realized he was still in pain. His head was bleeding uncontrolably. No way could the boy survive.

"Bow to Me!"

Sephirim had fled behind a piece of broken wall, he still was not able to think of any way to tend to his wounds, Sephirim was dying slowly as the blood drained from his fresh wounds, the cuts were to deep if sephirim didn't act quickly he could surely die in his battle, Sephirim vision began to get foggy , he became weary, he also started to cough up blood. Sephirim Looked to the side around the wall were he sat to see trauma' battling of his energy ball

Trauma knew that if his attack hit the boy that he would die at traumas hand just like his dad did. Trauma looked around again to see anything out of the ordinary while he waited. Thats when he heard something he heard the boys power growing. He knew he had messed with the boys head and that he was going to try and make a move.

"By the way you are injured you have one move left. Better make it a good one."

Thats when trauma saw the boy float in the middle of the colliseum. He had a aura around him. Trauma knew he was about to make his move. Its just a matter of time when he makes it.

"comeon bring it"

Trauma saw the boy like he was chargeing. Trauma had seen this before the boy really was like his father. Trauma smirked and knew that he would get hurt. Thats when Boom! A large explosion goes off the boy had made an explosion. Trauma looked around and had to defend himself in some way. But, what could he do. Thats when Trauma saw his attack going straight for the boy. All Trauma had to do was survive.

"You can't kill me!"

Trauma falls to the ground and right when the explosion gets closer to him he make hundred of duplicates. They all started to pile on trauma and make it so the blast couldn't get to him. They stacked every where on trauma. There were hundreds of them. Thats when the explosion hits them. The explosion disentigrates almost all of the dupes. The rest were blown off Trauma. The explosion didn't get all the way to trauma but his back was burn't real bad.

"ahhh god you stupid brat!

Trauma then was slung over by the winds. Dust filled the skys and when it cleared it was a sight to see. Trauma was hanging upside down by his leg which was impaled on  a pillar that had been pointed and destroyed earlier.

"ahhhhhh"

Trauma looked around his guns had fallen to the ground. But, he still had his sword. Trauma pulls out the sword and with a swift motion cuts off his leg. Trauma falls hard to the ground. His leg was bleeding like crazy. Trauma squinted his eyes and healed to close up the wound. Trauma didn't have enough power to regrow the whole leg so he stopped the bleeding. Traumas whole back was burn't and he could barely get up. His eyes were blood shot red and his mouth full of blood. He dug his sword into the ground and got up on one leg tha was left. He leaned on the sword. Trauma then realized one of his ribs was broken from the dupes pileing on him. Trauma then realized his attack was still heading towards the boy. Trauma what little power lift flicked his hand causeing two majical cards and throws them directly towards the boy while the hurricane of cards still go towards the boy.

"no way out"

Trauma had alittle power left but not much so he waited. He thought to himself this boy is strong but so was his father. Theres no way out though the cards are every where and there no where to go with the aura still around. No way out trauma thought to himself.

Traumas was able to evade sephirim 's last attempt to exterminate him by making hundred of duplicates. They all started to pile on trauma and make it so the blast couldn't get to him. They stacked every where on trauma. There were hundreds of them. Thats when the explosion hits them. The explosion disentigrates almost all of the dupes. The rest were blown off Trauma. The explosion didn't get all the way to trauma but his back was burn't real bad. while  Sephirim attacked a failed trauma's attack Connected with Sephirim.
 

Trauma saw his attacks shreding the boy. The cards sliced through his skin like butter. The blood poured from sky on to trauma. Trauma licked his lips covered in the blood of the boy. Trauma sees the by falling hard. He hits the ground making a small crater.The cards disapear into the wind after the attack is down. Trauma slowly walks to the boy using the sword as his cain. He then starts to talk to the boy on the ground.

"I told you i knew your fathers fighting style. He was a great warrior but, compared to me he was a nothing. I wonder if i should kill you and make you suffer like your father."

Trauma looks to his torn off leg. He smirks and starts to laugh. He looks all around him. He waves his hand and all of the spells go away. he then draws his sword and puts it to the boys throat.

"I could kill a insect like you any minute. Your father begged for his life as i tortured him. I made him suffer so much. I tore him limb from limb. Starting from the legs to the arms to the head. I branded him in his own blood with the letters HFC. Do you know i could have killed you any minute in your life. But, waited till you grew up a little more. You are just like your father ha pitiful."

Trauma went up to the boy and pulled his head up to his face as he leaned down.

"you have been defeated and know this you will never defeat me."

Trauma lays his head to the ground. He then writes on the boys forehead in his own blood H...F...C.  Trauma spit blood on the ground next to the boy. He started to walk away when trauma flicked his wrist and a card appears in his hand. He throws it and its lands next to the boys head. On it says "like father like son".

As trauma walked away he spoke one more time.

"I will see you again. I will defeat you again. If you ask why i don't kill an insect like you its because i rather watch you suffer than kill you."

Trauma walks in the darkness and disapears. Trauma had won and returned to the club.