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Name: Ark Masters
Detailed Description:
History of Origin: [History of the Elementals]
Specialties: [Ark has the ability to control the elements by touching it, or at the least conjure the element through his hands. He has the ability to move at the speed of sound, though this doesn't happen quite often as his cruise speed is at 25 mph]
Combat: [He usually encounters intruders who so happen to have trespass on his territory. Ark is not one to fight, as he prefers to keep what he can do unknown to the populace. Especially that of which concerns the mudmen or 'humans' as they so elegantly call themselves.]

Alignment tendencies: His tendencies sway at time. There are times when he is Neutral Good, Neutral Neutral (being he was complete animal), or Chaotic Neutral as that tendency pertains to interactions between him and humans.

Climate and Terane: [Before experimentation and his mutation, he use to be a Nature elemental meaning he prefers places such as forests, woods, or jungles. Anything that has to deal with nature, he feels right at home with, though he could stand staying in places unlike that of which he prefers.]

Family/Organizational Structure: Being the Last Elemental has its downsides. Ark has no family. Or, to be more exact, he does not have a family in which he claims ties with. He have mated with many different races. This caused an evolutionary branch off for some as they became sub-races or entirely new ones with some type of elemental tendency or another.

Any further information you can think of: Though Ark is an 'Avatar' elemental, his power is purposely restricted. In order to keep his humanoid form, he wears an armor made of the material that had bound him to that wretched cage so many centuries ago. Yes. Centuries. Ark is old. If anything, he could possibly be somewhere in your family tree.

On left arm is a gauntlet he refers to as Zolo. This gauntlet regulates the elemental flux and flow which he uses in combat. Sending the elemental power into the gauntlet, it channels the force into the palm of his hand. In the palm is an attack made of the pureness of that element; the four base, magical elements. Earth, Air, Fire, and Water with some help of Darkness(explosions) and Light(stun). With these elemental orbs, he can protect himself and cause sufficient damage to the main target. The attacks have little to no collateral damage other than the water's flooding, and the fires potential to burn those too close.

The sword he carries with him is called Zenkishi. The weapon is 2 inches longer than him and brings it at 6ft. This weapon is an elemental conductor. By using a bracelet that transmit energy from him into the sword, he can change the weapon to which ever element he wants for better control. He also wears an upper body armor. No matter where he is, he always wear it. This is the armor that keeps him in his form. If it was to be destroyed he would turn into a random elemental form and be exposed and thus- he fears- suffer the wrath of mankind.

The Brute opened its eyes, it quickly studying its varying surroundings. Test tubes, beaker's, scientific bullshit filled the room. The Brute's eyes locked onto three scientist's in front of it, what was it doing in this, lab looking thing. It studied the walls and noticed that they were all a type of concreteish block, they looked as if someone had once had a dungeon down here, since it had shackles on the wall and blood smeared nearly every. The Brute couldn't look at itself but he could hear the three scientist's speaking to each other "I think we failed with this one" said one "The Doctor will rip our nuts off, if he ever comes back from that war he was in" said another "But if we succeeded then it should be able to hear us" all three of them looked at The Brute. "Test subject 333, can you hear us?" The Brute simply stared at them then chuckled. Water found its way into The Brute's lung's and it gurgled, choking on the water "Get It out!" one scientist yelled and slammed on a button, the giant tube that was holding The Brute now slid up and water splashed down, wetting the floor. The Brute would have fell, but tons of cables and needles connected to the tube held it in place "You can't control this thing, get it back in!" said another, it was to late. The Brute ripped from the tube, its enormous fist was soon slamming against one of the scientist's head, if you put an M-80 into a watermelon and it exploded you'd see seeds and watermelon juice go every where, this is what would happen to the scientist's head, though with brains and skull fragments and blood. The Brute cackled as its fist was filled with blood and brains, its right massive leg slammed into one of the scientist and through him, into the other one left from him, slamming into his cranium. Now what was there was two without there heads and blood gushing from their neck, and one without their upper and lower half connected. It cooed in enjoyment, the head of one of the scientist's was still left, and that’s where The Brute shoved his slong into, getting himself a nice brain mashing, and skull slam. The Brute sprayed its ball juice into the scientist's head then got up, wiping itself off of blood; it went towards a mirror and looked at itself. It was enormous, it had to kneel just to see itself, its face was deformed and stitched, yet it had some kind of odd mask on, which went diagonal upwards in the back. It stood and it had a well built stomach and chest, different colors of skin stitched and sewed onto it and it had blood smeared on it, its ribs stood out as well as some bones in its arms. There was also bones that seemed like a ribcage wrapping all around its chest and stomach, the same kind of things were around it's arms, as well as its elbow sticking far out like a spike and its knuckles did the same, that happened on both arms. Its legs had something that made them bulky and large as well as its muscles curved with each movement, it looked at its back, it was still filled with tubes, cables, and needles, syringes and other things. "Well then, I think I best get going" It had no clothes on and didn't even notice that its black, tan, and white slong was hanging down near its knee. It walked through the wall, going through it like it was nothing but a door, but it seemed to be in water, it swam up quickly, being tugged on by undead hands, it swam quicker and busted through the surface of the water. It slammed onto the crust of the Earth, water dripping from its body as it slowly started to walk through a beach, then an open plain, heading towards what seemed like a town.

Brandon was strolling through the forest, it was like a stroll through memory lane, at least it would've been for his brother, Dante. Dante died years ago, at least that's what Brandon had thought had happened to him, Dante disappeared a long time ago. No on could find Dante in the end, so Brandon was next in line to hunt demons. Family business, not exactly family oriented, Brandon had train 'till he passed out to get as good as Dante had been, he ******** hated it, but he would be nothing without it. For as strong as he was it didn't give him much of an advantage if he wasn't trained to know what he was doing properly. If you ran into a demon guns blazing, you were going to be ******** epically.

Brandon walked out on the edge of Shana, a big abomination approaching on the horizon. "What the Hell", the man said to himself as he ran toward the beat, sword in hand, ready to attack.

The Brute stared at some metalish thing that looked like a sword hit against its boneish armor on its chest, the sword simply slammed against the bone, not doing anything to The Brute. "That looks yummy, let me try it" the thing ripped its mouth open, the mask splitting to show jagged and sharp teeth and bit onto the sword, but nothing happened, it violently shook its head, trying to eat the sword. The Brute's teeth began to adapt? They soon took on the form of metal, they were sharper then the sword as they slowly started to pierce into the sword.

Brandon's sword became clutched in the beast's jaws, slowly being torn apart and devoured. His eyes widened in shock, he had never heard of anything like this before, never in his life. "What!? What the Hell is going on", Brandon yelled at the twisted piece of Hell standing before him. He reached to his side, grabbing the 357. Magnum holstered at his waist. Brandon placed it to the jaw of this grotesque monster and pulled the trigger repeatedly. He was praying that it would work, that it would somehow damage it.

The Brute just tilted its head, its jaw hanging in two different ways, it was thinking "Hugs. I give you hugs" The Brute wrapped its enormous arms around Brandon and started squeezing, the .357 shots had barely done anything to this creature, actually it adapted it more, its body was slowly taking the materials of the hollow tips from the .357. The Brute squeezed tighter and it heard something crack, so it dropped Brandon and stared down at him. The Brute raised its foot, spikes erupting from the bottom of it foot, but not to far out "Night, night time" It said before you could hear a gunshot and its foot was going as fast as a bullet towards Brandon’s scalp.

Brandon became compressed against the beast as it squeezed the life out of him until several of his ribs had broken and he tumbled to the ground. As the foot of the beast began to come down Brandon rolled to the outside of the monster and shambled to his feet. Brandon ran to the forest, he had to get away from this thing, or he would die.

The now solid steel foot compressed the ground into steel, The Brute's large deformed lips curved into a pout as it looked at Brandon trying to run away. The Brute's eyes focused on Brandon's feet and the steel ground darted towards Brandon, infecting the other parts of ground with steel also. It turned the trees into steel hollow point bullets and a hand came out of the ground reaching for Brandon's ankle as it tried to grasp the ankle.

Brandon ran as fast as he could from the attacker now pursuing him. He ran like a goddamned Mexican! The steel hand missed as Brandon picked up speed, he had to find help, and fast. He go as far as he could, running roughly two miles from the creature to buy some time. "Help! Help! Damnit to a puss spewing pit in Hell can anyone ******** hear me?"

The wind was blowing gently. Off through the space, the air pushed the trees. The trees swayed back and forth in the lush forest. It was beautiful and peaceful. Not a disturbance around. Of course, it was beautiful and peaceful.

A man was laying down on a branch. From the many branches above him, the man picked an apple; red, juicy, and big, the apple was a treat. Before he was able to take his first bite, the ground shook a bit, and the apple fell from his hand. Slowly, he picked himself up from his position, stood up on the branch, and looked out to see what was past the horizon.

The man seen the green scenery in front of him turn a dull silver. The sight was appalling, but at the same time pleasing. He could see another male running through the forest. The man popped out of the tree. From the lowest branch, he hung upside down with his arms crossed, and his sword stowed on his back.

The man decided to question the running male what is going on. "Hey, my name is Ark Masters. What is going o-", he stopped.

"Help! Help! Damnit to a puss spewing pit in Hell! Can anyone ******** hear me", the male screamed, as he ran by the upside-down man, apparently not noticing he was there.

The ground began to quake again. At this, the tree began to shake, making Ark have to regain his composure for a second. Ark's gauntlet began to glow. It shown with a yellowish light; this light contrasted with his gauntlet as well as his upper body armor under his tunic.

From the brush in front of him, Ark could see something coming his way. It was a bit silver. No matter what it was, Ark is going to show that thing who is boss.

The Brute cackled as it saw the small human running faster from it, each step the human took, it went farther into the forest, the forest is an easy place to kill. The Brute stepped, with each step IT took the ground and things around it turned into pure steel, The Brute kept only walking, the man had run faster then it expected. The Brute looked up and saw a bird The Brute opened its mouth and shot out a tongue at it, the silver tongue glistened, shining, it was made of steel also, it wrapped around the bird three times. The Brute's tongue quickly retracted and the bird was swallowed up by The Brute's shiny, sparkling as they tore through the bird, The Brute swallowed, not eating the whole bird. Something happened, The Brute shivered and you heard a large crunch, over its boney armorish like body, feathers started to form, though it was still made out of complete steel, it now had feathers covering that, The Brute's back shrugged and it bent forward, its back pressing towards the sky. SLECH, SLECH went The Brute's body as two giagantic wings conformed of bird feathers, and were then encased in metal, then another coat of feather's. "COME ON AND PLAY!" The Brute yelled as it's wings started flapping, the wings made The Brute's body levitate, The Brute was plunged forward, it was going so fast and its wings were spread out horizontal like and sliced right through some trees, some of the trees that were only scratched turned into steel or silver, The Brute was going to fast to tell. The Brute saw something that looked like a man hanging upside down, maybe it was that human trying to hide, The Brute pressed its feet to the ground, sliding across the ground all the way till it stopped in front of the other human. This human was odd, its presence didn't feel human, neither did it's power, but The Brute didn't care, The Brute stumbled forward, it's wings flapping a bit, the armorish bones and muscles curved with every move, The Brute kept stepping forward, in between its legs you could see the disgusting infected p***s that swayed back and forth, blood from the scientist from before dripped from it. From the tip of the disgusting large meat dripped yellow and pink pus that would make most humans throw up in disgust, the large pole of meat looked as infected as could be, swollen to. "Come 'ere little mortal"

Ark was taken back by the creature's grotesque nature. The thing was an abomination. It didn't seem like a demon, so it is not hell spawn. Despite this, the beast seem quite crazed. The stench from the thing was horrendous. Gut churning really.

"Whoa", Ark said aghast. "You stink", he complained, as he hung from the tree. Ark's gauntlet seemed to glow a bit brighter than before. A small ball appeared in his palm. The ball began to get bigger. It spun around in the hand. Slowly then quickly, it began to churn; pulsing, spinning, vibrating it did, as it seemed to be alive. In the middle seemed to be a storm at sea. Waves lifting up and then crashing down in the blue sphere.

"I say it is about time to clean those dirty balls of yours! Negative Zero: Grand Tsunami!" The orb in his hand blasted out. It turned into a big gushing wave of water. It came out streaming and gushing out on the brute before him. The water engulfed the beast. Everything in the blast was pushed back. This began to erode the ground beneath the beasts feet and pushed back the trees.

As this happened, Ark was pushed backwards. Ark's upper body went up back into a backflip. His feet touched the ground 2 ft away from where the branch was. The gauntlet hand was in the ground. Ark was in a crouched position. In his other hand was his sword, Zenkishi. His bracelet began to rotate around his wrist. It began to spin around at a high speed which made an odd high chirping sound.

"Take that you freak."

Simply splendid Brute thought before the tsunami like wave hit him, he skidded back a bit then started to adapt to the force of the water. Brute's body became so dense that even the pure force of a .50 caliber rifle could not move him, Brute slowly lurched forward, the only skin he had was his enormous dong, which waved in the water. The water around the disgusting being turned yellow and pink with all the infected pus, the disgusting smell only grew worse as the creature started to glide through the water towards Ark. Before Ark could notice Brute's mettalic body split apart, knowing that he was a huge dark being in the water, so he split so he wouldn't be noticed, the arms, legs, torso, and head moved quickly through water, how? Neither Ark or Brute would know, but tentacles pushed together behind Ark, connecting the whole entire body together. "Your not normal for a mortal, im glad I can have a taste of you" The Brute lifted its a giant crescent blade formed in front of its knuckles, it crescent went past bost side's of the huge fist, Brute threw his fist towards Ark with all his might, again the gunshot, what did this mean, well if you looked at Brute's arm, it was going as fast as a bullet. There was also a something on Brute's shoulders, what was it, Brute's arm was going to fast to see what it was is right now. Brute's arm suddenly fell and turned back to normal, Brute had a red tint on his cheeks now, it seemed like he had turned drunk with excitement, Brute hiccuped, and something that smelled like dead bodies floated out of its mouth. Brute's movement's were slurred and looked unorganized as tons of bugs flying, Brute's foot raised and something made that same gunshot sound as the foot started flying upwards towards Ark's ribs, it somehow became unorganized also and twisted, flying towards Ark's knee now.

Everything seemed to move fast. Something in front of Ark began to turn into something more sickly. The stench from before grew worse, as the elemental attack he used became polluted. The water changed into a sickly color and texture. Anybody could of sworn that that wasn't water anymore.

"You're not normal for a mortal. I'm glad I can have a taste of you."

Before the line was done, Ark's attention was to his rear flank. A giant crescent blade lifted up out of the 'water'. Ark jumped up away from the incoming attack. Ark's legs were powered and ready for the jump, since they were crouched. Even though the attack came at him like a bullet, Ark was faster; he can move up to the speed of sound. Once he uses that speed, he can only move up to 40mph. Just enough to outrun a cheetah.

As Ark jumped, he brought some dirt in the air with him. In the air, he hit the pile of dirt to form something in the air. Once done, it turned out to be two golems made of earth. Both of them fell down onto the wet ground. The infested stew seeped into the ground, giving off a ill look to the earth.The two golems faced each other. They brought both right arms towards each other. This was the arm with their 'gauntlet' on it. Between the two, they began to generate a power between them. A spark of energy began to leap between the gap from one golem to the other.

When Ark had launched into the air, his bracelet had stopped moving. The power generated from the bracelet moved into his long 6ft sword, Zenkishi. Little sparks of energy went into the sword. Soon enough, in mid-flight, the sword started to change forms. It shrunk down in height to a sword of 3"7 in height. Despite this, the blades were curved into a question mark. In total there are 6 'sickles' on the sword. All of them conjoined at one point and spread out like a fan. It glowed with a yellow aura unlike that few, if any, had seen.

Another attack came at Ark. Ark moved his leg as to avoid the attack. Though he was hit, the move did minimize the damage. Ark went spinning in mid-air. Despite this, he decided to use this to his advantage.

With his sword, Ark made six slashes with the six sickles on his sword. The sickles had a yellow light emanating from them. The sickles went flying through the insect ridden air. All around, the blades slashed through the air, cutting down every insect in the sky. Once done, it brought down a rain of bug juice everywhere.

After the bugs, they went after the main target. They headed towards the brute's 'body'. As the flew on a head-on flight path, they departed from each other. All of them went into different directions. One of them went north of the location. Two went to either side of Ark and the beast, as the last two went southwest and east of them. Only one headed toward the beast now.

This sickle attacked the brute where it was. It circled him in a miniature storm of a dervish attack. All around, the sickle began slicing, dicing, and mincing the enemies body. Up. Down. All around, it attacked what was suppose to be the designated target. As it spun around, the blade cut off the victim's member. Decapitating the mutilated p***s, and ridding the thing once and for all. After the attack, no matter what, it landed at the center of the area.

Ark landed in a tree. He was panting heavily. This was the first time in a long time, he had to do so much in one go. He can tell that the thing wasn't a demon, but it still had a dark energy. It must be man-made. Humans really need to learn control. No matter what it was, Ark is going to have to kill that thing. His gauntlet began to light up again. Leaves were on his body now, and his hand was against the tree trunk. Whatever happens next, Ark is ready.

Brute simply brushed himself off, pus still dripped from his severed p***s as well as massive amounts of greenish fluid "Well well, that wasn't very nice of you" That may have been his weakest point, but that only means his weakest point on the outside but that doesn't mean it was it's weakest point on the inside. That was the only piece of skin Brute had had, but now that it was sever'd, it was slowly regenrating, with steel covering over it, as well as the dents in his steel armor was slowly starting to seal up "Well then, you shouldn't have hit me in the mommy daddy button" Brute said simply "tell me your name boy, I will carve it into my skin once im done carveing your body with my insignia's" Brute said simply, you could feel the murderous intent pouring off of Brute "since you have a sword, I want one to" Brute's arm started to shiver with delight, his right arm split open and shot out a huge long claymore that had mournful faces covering the blade with a dark purple aura around it. His left arm split open also and a huge circular shield appeared on a brace on his left arm, there was holes in the shield but the holes were dark inside and you could not see through them. The Brute snatched the claymore up into its right hand, and an odd coat of armor began to appear on the Brute, the Brute was incased in three sheets of armor and the armor made it look like a knight, but it was a knight of hell if anything, there was spikes in every pointy bone you could think of in the armor. The Brute's helm was already on, it did not need a second one, on the armor was a symbol, but it was not of the human or any other language these people would know. "Cmon, Cmon, you take the first move, I want you to cut me, cut me in twos. Slice my throat, impale my eye, stab me in the heart" The Brute held its arms open tauntingly "You get the first hit, now cut me, kill me, get it done with, cmon cmon cmon. Stop standing around, im waiting" The Brute let out its emotions, makeing others cower in the emotions most of the time.

Ark looked on in disgust at the Brute. He was shocked at the monster's grand transformation, but it didn't last long. The fool made a mistake. And this mistake will cost him greatly. He was beckoning Ark forward. He wanted to see his power. Ark was happy to oblige.

"You should of moved when you had the chance. Now you must pay for your arrogance." The tree on which Ark stood went limp. Ark had sucked up the power from the tree to help fuel his gauntlet. The sword in hand returned back to its natural state. It was time. Ark leaped down from the tree and stabbed the sword into the ground. He raised his gauntlet hand up, and forced it down. His palm was now on the hilt. It was activation time.

"This is the beginning of the end, and the end of the beginning! Elemental Ultra: Pentagram!"
The power of the lightning as well as the other elemental power that was stored went into the sword. With immense power, the sword began to light up in a arrow of colors. The whole immediate area grew dark. There was a heavy feeling. A feeling of heavy pressure coming down.

At each point of the pentagram were his golems. The sickles which represented each element on the point began to glow with its specific color. Earth lit up brown, water blue, fire red, wind white, and soul was gray. High up into the sky the lights shown. Lines began to connect all the points of the pentagram. A line also circled all of the points. It created a barrier that surrounded the pentagram. This way, nobody could get in.

Each sickle, too, had its own barrier, this way nobody can get out. Brute was in the middle. When she was struck by the sixth sickle, he stayed where he was. The fool. Now he was trapped, and there is no way out. Death was imminent.

The energy flowing out of the sword covered the whole entire ground. Suddenly an invisible shield formed around Ark. "Now...Die!" He twisted his hand on the hilt. A surge of power rushed in on Brute. Each symbol came in on her and inflicted damage with elemental energy, but that wasn't the real attack. This pentagram was not designed to attack with elemental energy. It was designed to drain.

The body, no matter what 'living' creature you are talking about contains all the elements. The energy surge reversed on him, and now he began to feel the drain. Each element took its toll on the poor girl. In the symbol of fire, there was a replica of her in the flames. Forever he was burning. In the symbol of earth, there was a replica of her being crushed. The feeling of forever will erode her body. In the symbol of wind, her essence was to be blown with the wind. Forever that will be in a constant thunder storm. In the symbol of water, he will freeze to death. Once he was completely frozen, he will fall apart, melt, then form back again a thousand times. As for soul, his spirit was to be manipulated forever. It bend, it squeezed, it twisted. It was put in many a painful forms. To make matters worse, Brute's soul power was grand in the transformation, this made the agony ten times more painful.

After all of this, all of the elemental essence collected went to him. This was his meal. As an elemental being, he must thrive off of nature. The energy surged into Ark. His face grew more demonic. His eyes went blood shot red. He finally gotten a suitable meal. The taste was spectacular!

The elementals were mainly vegetarian and held one elemental ability; whether that be fire, water, air, or wind was up to the family tree. Few were carnivorous. They ate on the creatures bred from mother earth. They gain their power from them and become stronger than the usuals. But, there were a few who did something more dastardly. There were those who feed off of the elemental essence of other creatures, including other elementals. They were the ultimate states. Because of that horrendous act, they gained the power of all elements. They were so fearsome that the other elementals, and some humans, began to slay all of them. Only one was known so far to have survived. And at that moment, you're reading about him.

Once all the essence was absorbed, everything began to lighten. The golems returned back to their natural elements. The clouds were gone, and the sun gleamed brightly. Another demon was vanquished. Ark's eyes began to ease up. Slowly they let themselves close. Ark was standing up. On him was no battle scars or signs of a struggle. Ark turned his back on the seen and began to walk off.

he Brute was drained of all of its elemental powers, being in this much pain was excrutiating, The Brute's body jittered with so much power being sucked away that it was almost a whole entire cosmos of energy. The Brute's body was being broken away slowly, one by one, the body of the Brute was being torn away. Inside it was being torn limb from limb, element from element, it was being taken from his body, its elemental energy was being ripped from its body, painfully to. You could literally see the strands of elements being pulled from Brute's body as it jittered and shook in so much pain that it would have torn a regular person limb from limb, or anything of weaker body parts. The Brute's body shook violently, then dropped, it dropped and made a giant clank on the ground, still shakeing more violently then before, element after element was being torn from him, and it was not fun for him. The Brute looked as if it was having a seizure on the ground, then all of a sudden it stopped and didn't move. The armor stayed there even after everything was gone, even after Ark let his guard down and just was sitting there, closing his eyes. A stitched, cold, dead hand grasped around Ark's throat roughly, it felt as if a zombie with stitched hand grabbed Ark's throat "You little ******** slut. You destroyed my armor, you'll pay for that dearly" The voice was all to familiar. The voice was that of Brute's "Damn, that was a damn near close one, barely got out of that one" Brute said, his body was covered in the same green sludge that use to be coming out of Brute's sliced of member. "Hmmm, wanna know how I got out of that shell and into here? I left my armor there, along with some of my power so it seemed like I was still there, while in that green sludge that use to be in my p***s, was really a regenerating, reforming liquid that makes me able to use once per week cause it has to come back into me so I can use it again. That was a once of a week move, so if you try that trick with me again I won't be able to get away, but damn that really was a close one, you almost got me. Im glad you choped my p***s off" the horrificly deformed creature that stood behind Ark reeked of death, feces, and urine also had the stench of under the ground and maggots and worms crawled in and out of Brute, ripping through the dead flesh and around the stitches and falling to the ground.

Ark's eyes opened wide. One second he was walking, the other, he was being lifted up into the air. His feet were dangling above the ground. Ark was dumbfounded. He didn't understand what was going on at the moment. The cold grasp around his neck. The familiar odor and voice. He was back.

Ark's hands were scrambling over the gigantic one at his throat. Once they found a crease, he lifted himself up a bit to ease the choking. Ark looked into the eyes of the one that held him. Brute was back.

"So...you managed to survive", Ark said, as he gasped for air. "I hate stubborn idiots like you. As for your p***s, I would love to chop it off for you again", Ark said with a smile. Suddenly, his face turned into a stern frown."Eat this!" Ark's gauntlet raised up. It was glowing brightly. Ark's palm was pointed at the face of Brute. Suddenly, green vines popped out from Ark, but how? When Ark was in the tree, the leaves fell on him. Using this to his advantage, Ark manipulated the leaves to grow into big twisting vines. The vines wrapped around Brute's head, blinding him for the time being.

Ark took a bite out of Brute's hand. The taste was appalling, but he did it anyway. Doing this, Brute's grasp was loosened. Once Ark got back to the ground, he took out his sword and sliced off Brute's pole once again. "Looks like that isn't going to be coming back any time soon. I hope you're Jewish!"

Ark watched, as Brute bumbled around like an idiot. I got to get out of here, he thought to himself. Keeping around him at the moment will spell out disaster. Ark went running through the forest. As he did so, his gauntlet lit up once again. His bracelet started to rotate. Looking up at the sky, dark clouds began to form once again. It looked like it was going to rain.

Brute was temporarily blinded and felt teeth jam into his hand; he dropped the smaller inferior creature and grunted as he tried to tear the veins from his head. Finally annoyed with these things, a small knife came out of his wrist and he jammed it through the veins and into his own head, he sliced up and down until the veins fell off. The wound in the front of Brute's head healed nearly instantaneously, and he saw the small shadow of Ark, already so far away. Brute stuck his feet into the ground, as fast as a speeding bullet as powerful as a locomotive Brute though. Click click boom, Brute speed up and was in front of Ark, his feet implanted into the ground in front of ark, there was a long line of dust behind Brute, some trees fell now since Brute had torn right through some trees. Brute slammed his foot into the ground and large pieces of light impaled into the ground around Brute and Ark, making a sort of cage like thing, above them was the light bars, making sure nothing can get out or in. "No more running, your going to fight me, or have to barter with me somehow" Brute said, his voice sounded as if there was glass in his lungs and there probably was cause he sounded very,very disgusting.

Ark stood trapped inside a cage. The cage barred him in. They were made of some sort of light that he could not get out of. The Brute got in front of him and got him trapped. All Ark could do was stand and stare at the fiend before him.

Ark's face showed anger in it. He was being harassed by that thing. His voice sounded like glass. It brought a shiver to Ark's spine. The wind began to blow a bit stronger. Ark's body started to rustle with the breeze, slowly losing his balance.

Ark took a step back and made eye contact with Brute. "Barter? How about option three? You let me go, and I'll kill you!" Ark brought his sword forward. It was aimed directly for the Brute's throat. Ark spat at the Brute, his spit coming out green.His gauntlet and bracelet began to power up. Ark was trapped and out of options. As Ark stood his ground, the rain began to come down.

Chuckling Brute spread his feathery wings, they flopped and tore right into his back, his back shut, keeping the wings inside of his spine for purposes later they would be used. Brute hit his right arm and it ripped, the dagger now coming out as a longsword, the bottom of it touching Brute's stitched knuckles. Brute charged towards Ark, ******** thinking about it, Brute ran right into the sword, the blade going through Brute's stomach. Brute b***h slapped Ark, slapping him hard enough to make him stumble. Brute ran backwards, the sword ripping out of him before Ark had a chance to counter attack, Brute was great in close counters combat, good in long range, but better in close. Brute charged at Ark yet again, he slashed at Ark but instead hit a tree, the tree didn't move for a while, then it had at least twenty pieces of it on the ground in stumps. "Hmmm, come play with me, im ganna eat your brains and gain your knowledge"

Ark' fell to the ground. He was knocked down by Brute. Ark was sprawled out on the ground. Slowly, he rose back up from the ground. The Brute walked back, but came up with a slash at Ark. Though he attacked him, Brute missed and hit a tree. Ark turned back, as he seen a tree fall apart into many pieces.

Ark staggered a bit. He tried his best to regain focus. The damn thing was playing with him. He didn't like the way that looked at all. The rain was still pouring down and getting Ark wet. The ground was moist too. Maybe if I...

While Brute's back was still turned, two figures came out of the sky. Their looks, appearance, stance were just like Ark's. The two figures landed on either side of the light cage. The only thing unlike Ark were their eyes. Ark's eyes were a dark gray. Their's was blue like water.

"We got you", they said simultaneously, as they put their gauntlets to the cage. Their gauntlets began to glow with a yellow light. They began to absorb the energy formed by the cage. The cage was made of energy anyways. The gauntlets were bound to be able to absorb it.

The three lined up side by side. All of their swords were up. They were ready and in attack position. The Ark that was in the cage is now in the middle. He took a step forward in front of the other two. He looked mighty determined to kick some butt. Their gauntlets were all lit up. They were ready for a battle. "Alright. Lets do this thing", Ark said in eagerness. The Arks' lit up. The left and right one shown blue. The one in the middle had green.

The three charged Brute that now faced them. The Ark on the left jumped up and side kicked Brute in the face. He put up a dent in his face that knocked the guy back a few. The second Ark from the right came in right after the other one. It slid in between Brute's legs. Now behind him, he shot out a blast of ice from his gauntlet. It washed over Brute's back and froze his feathery metallic wings.

The Ark that was caged jumped over Brute. While in the air, his sword changed form. The sword turned into a small body of flames. The flames were low, but it could still do a number. Whether it was in the rain or not, it still was lit. Ark came down with a fiery slash on Brute's wings. He chopped off the wings from the back. Because of the sword's fire, it seared Brute's wound. So even if he wanted to regenerate his wings, he couldn't for it was burned.

The wings were still in the air, and has yet to hit the ground. The first Ark came round and hit the wings and Brute in a icy blizzard attack. Because of the sudden changes of temperature, The wings shattered instantly. This was also to take the same affect on Brute's body. His time is up.

"What's wrong? Do you want a biscuit with that four piece combo?"