Running Around With Scissors (Abbadon;Tomo)

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow went back as his opponent did the back flip. At the moment of impact, Shadow slammed his blade into the floor of the room, causing him to regain footing.

He’s fast… Shadow thought with a smirk

Fireball Lust said
Huh?
Fireball coming straight for you!

The Bara glanced up and saw the flaming object that was coming towards him at an accelerated speed.

Lust!

I got it!

Shadow pulled out the sword out the floor and held it close. Taking his right hand, Shadow guided his index and middle finger across the Heki Akuma’s blade.

When he got to the end of the blade, it glowed red then became surrounded in a green and black flame.

“Set free, first half!”

Steady….

Shadow calmed him self as he rose up clutching the hilt with both hands. He closed his eyes and centered his mind.

NOW!

The Bara gave a forward slash and cut the fireball in half, causing it to explode behind him but with the same destructive power it still had, though it did make the chair behind him go in pieces.

“Its….like…I said” Shadow tried to catch his breath, “I get fired up with things of this nature.”

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Damn, Abbadon thought to himself. He has control over fire, too.
He twirled his sword again as he ran over his next battle plan in his head.
Alright, he thought. Here I go!

Abbadon took about three normal running steps until he disappeared behind Shadow. He thrust the handle of his sword toward the back of his head and punched him in the back. As he watched Shadow fly forward, Abbadon slid on the ground. And just like a baseball player swinging a baseball bat, Abbadon slapped Shadow's face with the flat end of his sword blade.

[Akuma Shadow]

The wind blowing through his face is what Shadow felt when he going towards the wall.

Damn he's fast...,he thought as he thought how get out of this one, Think....think...

I GOT IT! He made a smirk as he took his sword in hand.

"First Half, Fire Wall!" He yelled as he threw the sword in front of him, the blade glowing a bright green and black....

His face made contact with wall.

"Ow..." Shadow's sword landed in front of him as he brushed him self off as he gave Abbadon a smirk.

"Think we should take this outside?" He laughed as he tried to ignor the pain that was on his face.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon laughed a bit after he caught his breath. He rolled his sleeves and rested the blade of his sword on his shoulders.
"Sure," he said calmly. "Think you can still hang?"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow grabbed his sowrd as he smiled, "Oh yeah, I can hang." He walked out the door as he put his blade on his right sholder.

"I'm Just gettig warmed up."

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon rose an eyebrow as he witnessed Shadow's attitude. He liked it, and that alone was saying a lot. It was very rare that he saw such a determined attitude coming from someone here in the mortal realm. It almost made him miss his old student.

But instead, Abbadon once again flicked his emotions off his shoulder, watching them fly farther than the last ones he flicked. He looked at Tomo, who Abbadon was surprised was still in attendance. By looking at her, his passion for a good match was almost instantly overtaken by reason.
"Do you think it's safe?" he asked. "It seems that this is one of the only places Oracle doesn't know about."

[Akuma Shadow]

Abbadon was right about one thing: This was the only place that Oracle didn't know of but it didn't mean that the both of them stay in that flower shop, he was still paying payments for the place.

"You are correct," Shadow answered "He doesn't know about this place. But I figured, it will really seem real if he happen to see us..." The Bara stood there in the middle of the small town, his blade resting on the cobble stone under his feet and on lookers watching him.

"Besides, its a nice day out. We shouldn't waste it." The sun shinedown on Shadow's weapon as he waited and plan out his next move.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon raised an eyebrow at Shadow's last comment. With a twist of his wrist, he placed his sword back within his sheath and nodded in agreement. He placed his hands in his pockets, still looking at his opponent.
"There's something wrong with you, isn't there?" he asked.

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow smiled and cocked his head to the left, his hair falling over his eyes.

"Nope." Was the single word he used before disappearing in the wind, the blade still in the stone. Only now, the hilt was glowing a strange but inviting soft green glow.

With in seconds of him vanishing, The Bara did an one-handed hand stand, kicking Abbadon's chest.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon clenched his chest, coughing in response. He smiled at Shadow, still responding to the unexpected blow.
"Not bad, you slick bastard," he said jokingly. He pulled out his sword yet again and twirled it in preparation for the second half of their spar.
"Let's make this interesting," Abbadon said. "The first person who bleeds must tell the other person what their business with Oracle is in full." His sword once again started to glow. "Deal?"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow made a slight chuckle with a smirk on his face.

"Curious much? I agree to your challege."

What about the blade, Lust spoke up, Oracle said that you could be in trouble if you were to be cut by it.

"I don't plan on being cut." He said softly under his breath.

I hope not, for the the both of us...

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon smiled. "Good," he said. He once again twirled his sword around and gestured at Shadow, hinting at him to come closer. "I'll let you make the first move."

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow simply smiled as he held out his hand. The Devil Saint's blade lifted from the ground and flew toward it's owner. He grabbed the hilt and with the open hand and clutched it tightly.

"Your a nice man, too bad I'm gonna have to cut ya." he ran toward the the man at a great enough speed, the sword pointing at his opponent.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon stood there with his sword in his left hand and his right behind his back. He looked at Shadow as he ran toward him with his weapon facing him. Abbadon chuckled right before he dodged the blade. With his Sword of Darkness, he swatted Shadow's out of the way. He then took the handle of his Sword of Darkness and used it to impact Shadow's face. He kicked him out of the way and to give him time to recuperate.

He smiled at his opponent almost smug-like. "Having fun yet?"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow was about to speak but he as he tried, he hucked a loogy full of blood. He smiled but was a little pissed off that he had to speak.

"It looks like you won, friend!" he called out as he slowly got up from the ground.

"What is it that you want to know from me?!"

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon twirled his sword and placed it back in his sheath. The fact that Shadow smiled made him feel awkward. When he first challenged him to the little contest, he sensed a sign of worry from him; like he was risking something if he was hurt. But after he coughed up blood, he received a sense of relief from him.

This confused Abbadon to a certain extent. Was he relieved that he didn't have to hear what Oracle wanted with him? Did he want to tell Abbadon what Oracle wanted from him? Then again, Shadow did go through a lot just to get him here and talk to him. Then he went on and said that "he's a nice man." Maybe he was...

Goddamn it, Abbadon, he thought to himself, stop it; you're starting to sound like Tomo. Jesus, she's getting to me, isn't she. Or he, or whatever the fuck it is.

Abbadon closed his eyes and shook his head, eliminating the idea that this Shadow was in anyway interested in him. He then gave him a stern look, and went on with his question.
"I could have sworn," he began, "that the deal was that the loser would tell the winner what their business was with Oracle in full." He shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head.

"So," he began, "Start talking."

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow spit out the extra blood that was in his mouth and looked away toward the now setting sun in front of him. Shadow could sense the conflicting feelings from the one named Abbadon and although Shadow was was not a mind reader like her younger sister, he did feel the emotional energies from people when he wanted to.

He is an empath.

Shadow knew that he had to tell the truth and that was going to pain him even more.

Then he got an idea.

What if Shadow told him and he found another way for his problem to leave?

"It is a shot." he whispered as he looked back at Abbadon, a stern look on his face.

"My business with Oracle is that he would do something for me." he started, "In return, I would have to kill you. he appeared to me when I wanted him, knowing of his void magic, I was wishing that he could place both my mental issues to rest."

The Devil sainted walked over to his blade, picked up and placed it back in his sheath on the side of his right hip.

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon sighed and shook his head. He looked at Shadow like a disappointed father.

"And you believed him?"

[Akuma Shadow]

Shadow looked down as if he, as a child, took the cookies out of the cookie jar without asking. he felt as though he was talking to his father as if he never had died.

"Wou...would you not," he said softly still looking at the pavement, "When you had nothing left to lose, would you had not try everything? Even if it ment crosing a line, striking with the arms of Gods?"

He rose his head, anger in his eyes.

"I've tried everything and nothing seems to work and you sand here and ask me if I believed him! You act as though you know me but you don't! I have to live this way, not you!"

[Hakaisha Abbadon]

Abbadon closed his eyes and turned his head away, remembering that this wasn't his pupil, DarkCloud. He opened them and stared at the floor.

"I," he struggled. "I-I'm sorry." He looked at Shadow seriously. "But you must know that Oracle does not care about anything other than his own agenda. If he finds a way for you to work for him, he will manipulate and twist you to do his bidding no matter the cost."