Okay, I keep getting sidetracked. I've really got to stop doing that. Anyway to begin I just want to say that this may not be my best post. It has a possibility. Fight scenes tend to get a... uhhh... sloppy for me I guess you could say. I have the situation playing out in my head, it's just I have a problem transmitting that to paper sometimes. Oh well. This will have to do. ^_^
Everything here is rather fast paced (as far as the fight goes). The entire fight scene -if actually played out like in a movie or something- would only take up I'd say a little less that two minutes. So do try and imagine it that way and of course enjoy. 
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Riordan's eyes betray nothing, their icy glare not straying from George... as if staring into the Jedi's very soul. The noble was not at all pleased with the way events had unfolded. He had intended to introduce the Jedi and his brother in a more stable environment. Perhaps they would have been more understanding of each other. He sighs. Well, the situation could not be helped now.
Waves of crushing power suddenly skyrocket, shaking even the air around them.
"Come, Jedi," Riordan calls, as if George had said nothing at all. He did not care to think on what the man needed to discuss with him. "It is not wise to remain here. Slade and Kain lack significant control and it would not be amusing should we find ourselves in their way."
With those words the noble disappears, almost instantly reappearing on the roof of a nearby building, looking down on the beginnings of the fight like some kind of god. A flash step? But Riordan wasn't a full Force vampire... not yet. He had to be close to turning to utilize such a skill. The thought made George's blood boil. How many more lives would these creatures poison?
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Slade laughs, shoving lean, sturdy hands into the pocked of his black faded jeans. "Ah, come on now, boy. I know ya got better than that," he taunts as Kain gets to his feet, particles of rubble rolling from the redhead's bulky shoulders. Slade smiles as the anger seeping from the other man only seems to heighten. "Hit me with your best shot."
"Bastard!" Kain rages, his hands clenching into iron-hard fists as he lunges forward, aiming for the blonde man's face. He'd wipe that damn smirk off it!
Slade sidesteps causing Kain to stumble forward slightly when his fist doesn't connect. His body almost simultaneously collides with the building beside him as Slade's arm comes around, delivering a crushing blow to his head. The younger vampire growls and punches the ground in frustration, springing to his feet and immediately charging towards Slade with a series of fast attacks in hopes of bashing the man's head in.
The older vampire dodges the first few blows before slapping Kain's arms away, his own fist connecting with the redhead's face. Slade's fingers quickly interlock near the base of Kain's skull, forcing the man's head down while violently bringing up his own knee to ram the two together. The sound of bones breaking echoes in Slade's ears and the smell of fresh blood shoots fire through his veins, his body shuddering with fierce hunger.
Kain jumps back, if only to avoid further injuries, his dangerous glare landing on the blonde. His tongue flicks out to lick away his blood, the bittersweet, metallic taste tingling in his mouth. Damn it. Slade's eyes follow the trail of blood streaming down the redhead's face only to watch as it is washed away by a devious tongue, the dark gleam in the older vampire's eyes deepening when Kain grins wickedly.
"Want a taste, Slade?" he teases, drawing out the blonde's name in a near purr.
Slade growls, answering Kain's question by kicking the redhead in the gut, the action sending the younger man flying through the wall of a corporation building. Infuriated, the older man turns and rips a street sign from its foundations, flinging it at Kain. Kain agilely rolls out of the projectile's flight path, the sharpened pole of the street sign driving into the wall where his body would have been impaled not even a mere second ago.
The redhead comes onto one knee and pulls a silver and black knife from the sheath on his left thigh, throwing it with incredible speed and accuracy. Had Slade blinked he would have missed it, however, the blonde manages to at least partially dodge the surprise attack, the blade sinking deep into his left shoulder instead of his heart as Kain had no doubt intended.
The older vampire grins masochistically, tearing the weapon from his flesh before lifting it up to his mouth to lick away the blood dripping from the blade.
"Now that's no way to play fair, Kain," Slade accuses. "Bringing Mekura to a fist fight... someone could get hurt."
Kain lunges forward, freeing Mekura from the blonde's grip with a sudden Force pull. He brings his arm around, the silver knife humming with haunting intent as it nears the other man's throat. Slade leans back, avoiding the sharp blade. Kain quickly goes for Slade's exposed stomach but he jumps back, dodging each slashing movement. The redhead desperately goes for the older vampire's throat again but the blonde blocks the blow and punches Kain in the arm, Mekura clattering to the ground some distance away.
Kain roars, enraged, and wrestles Slade to the ground, pressing his fingers into the stab wound of the other man's shoulder which responds by pooling with darkened blood. Slade struggles beneath the redhead's weight, grabbing his wrists in an attempt to prevent further injuries. Eventually he also manages to snake a leg under Kain's bulky form and, mustering his strength, kicks the younger man off of him.
Kain slams into an extremely tall tower, crashing through the structure's outer and a number of its inner walls before his back connects with a dense pillar, stopping his progress. Kain groans, stumbling to his feet and slowly back through the holes his own body had just formed. Slade stands just down the narrow street, waiting patiently for the redhead to make the next move. The bastard always liked to f**king play with people. Kain's eyes narrow as a smile creeps onto the blonde's face. That same damn grin; as if he's already won...
Kain growls, the sound quickly thundering to a roar as he flash steps to the corner of the building's foundation. Allowing the corner edge to press brutally against the flexing muscles of his chest, Kain reaches around both sides of the building as best he can, his fingers digging into the walls like metal grips.
Oh boy... Slade thinks to himself.
Veins bulge beneath tanned skin stretched taunt over hardening and flexing muscles as Kain sunders a massive portion of the tower's lower corner, heaving the mass over his head with another roar. Suddenly a creaking and rumbling sound echoes faintly around them. Slade closes his eyes on a sigh, pushing his tinted sunglasses back up on his nose with his middle finger.
Well... this just got more interesting...
Kain's gaze rakes up the tower as it begins to topple towards him. He curses angrily, rushing towards Slade while hurling the chunk of wall at the other vampire. Slade disappears right before the lump of flying debris hits him, almost instantly reappearing in the same exact spot he'd been in.
Kain is suddenly upon him, throwing mad punches. The older vampire begins withdrawing, wary of the crumbling structure so near them. He brings up his arms, blocking a number of attacks before kicking the redhead in the gut. The younger man throws his hands behind him, releasing a devastating Force push to propel himself forward, punching Slade squarely in the jaw. Kain quickly uses the Force to pull Mekura to him, trying to use the advantage of landing a blow and shocking Slade while he can.
The tumbling tower groans and rumbles loudly now, pieces of the walls beginning to plummet to the ground as it crashes into the building next to it, the large structure forcing the tower to change courses and fall towards the two dueling vampires. Slade takes another step back, still managing to dodge Kain's attacks until the younger vampire grabs his left wrist and slams his knee into the blonde's stomach. Slade growls, punching Kain in the side and yanking his arm away from the redhead.
A section of rubble almost crushes Slade but the older man jumps back. Kain leaps over the obstacle, grabbing the edge as he does in order to accurately drive his feet directly into the blonde's face. Both vampires end up falling to the ground, Slade quickly rolling backwards as a long portion of the tower's crumbling frame crashes to the ground between him and the redhead.
Kain kicks the debris into Slade, however, the blonde simply jumps onto it, immediately flash stepping onto another piece of the tower to avoid being crushed. The redhead instinctively follows, running up a long segment of the still falling structure, quickly leaping from one piece to another to keep from plummeting to the ground. He lunges forward towards Slade only to have the man escape his grasp, flash stepping to the ground below.
Slade takes a step back as a large portion of the building almost lands on top of him, the older vampire gripping the rubble and throwing it at Kain. Kain dodges the attack by flash stepping onto a higher section of the crumbling tower, using it as an anchor to propel himself towards the other man at an incredible speed. Slade Force jumps and meets the redhead in midair, his fingers crushing down on the younger man's vulnerable throat.
Kain struggles vigorously to punch Slade but the blonde avoids his attempts, his hand clamping down on the redhead's left wrist, sending the duo into a flip-like motion as they plummet towards the looming ground below. Slade bends Kain's body around his own back, releasing the man's wrist to hook his arm around powerful legs. The older vampire lands on one knee, violently wrenching down on the redhead's neck and legs, arching his back to push his shoulder blades brutally into Kain's spine.
The sound of bones cracking causes George's skin to crawl, a sour taste rising in his throat. Kain's limp body slides from Slade's shoulders, the man kicking the seemingly lifeless body into a nearby building. He dusts his hands off and pulls a death stick, along with a lighter, from his pocket. Riordan suddenly appears before him.
Slade lights his cigarette, taking a long draw from it. "Take care of the mess will ya? I need a breather..." he adds, his voice shaking faintly.
Riordan's eyes wander to where he had last spotted Kain's body. "Was it really necessary to be so rough with him?"
Slade's eyes darken. "His spine'll fix itself right given a good minute... that is if he doesn't try to move. So it's not like I did any permanent damage," he assures, the death stick clenched between his sharpened teeth.
Riordan smiles faintly. "With you besting him so thoroughly its no wonder he seeks you out, Slade."
Slade chuckles, smoke shooting from his nostrils. "No shittin'." He sighs heavily, looking away and rubbing the back of his head. "I'll uh... I'll be back 'round in a bit... ya know how it is..."
Riordan holds up a hand to stop him and nods, understanding. Chilling sky blue eyes find their way to George and the Jedi can see the threat there that remains unspoken. Without another word this new vampire vanishes, leaving behind him nothing but destruction. Riordan makes his way to where Kain lies atop a pile of the remains of a wall as well as dirt and other particles.
A stream of blood runs from the vampire's parted lips down his neck, sinking into the collar seaming of his shirt but the redhead doesn't seem to notice or particularly care at the moment. He groans, attempting to move, a throaty "f**k!" accompanying his failure.
"Do not move!" Riordan scolds him, moving to his brother's side and pushing down on his chest to prevent further movement.
Kain growls, huffing heavily, his breathing strained. "Shut up... you were no f***in' help out there."
"I will not assist you in your attempts to harm Slade. I have no quarrels with him," Riordan retorts.
Kain arches his back as bones begin popping back into place. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever. 'Sides there's no point in pickin' sides really..."
"Indeed," Riordan answers, helping Kain sit up, his spine still unstable after healing. Green eyes matching the intensity of Riordan's find George's gaze, the eerie mossy pools lacking the calm of the noble's and instead burning with the hate and rage of a trapped animal.
"So yer tha Jedi, eh?" he questions, a edge in his tone which has George's own inner demon roaring.
Riordan seems taken aback, having forgotten proper introductions. It was unbefitting of a noble. "Oh yes. Kain, Master Jedi George Kwei. Master Jedi George Kwei, Kain... Kain Koga. My brother..."
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(1) I actually talked to a buddy of mine about how this would all work out. Thus Kain ripping a portion of the tower from the corner and not just the straight wall (so the building would topple over and fall) and then the tower crashing into the large structure next to it, forcing it to change courses. I like everything to be realistic. Well... as realistic as Star Wars goes I guess. ^_^ (2) Sorry if some of the stuff between Kain and Slade seems kinda... well you know. Vampires, however, are very sensual creatures and so I wanted to use that a bit. ^_^ Whether Slade and Kain have ever acted on that... well, I haven't looked that much into my characters. 
(3) George that big m word up there is for you. Because you got us talking about it the other day. (4) Jest I promise to be back as soon as I can with a vampire input for you.
Also regarding Mekura (Kain's knife)... if you look down on the sig I did for Kain his sword is named Kyōbōna. So why's he have a knife named Mekura here? Well... you'll see very soon I believe. ^_^
Mekura: Blind; blindess
Mekura's blade reads ブラインド (Mekura)
But... to many plot twists for my taste xD
