As Marcus came down above the vulcan, he readied his right fist to pound the top of the it's head. He put all his force into that punch, hoping it would do something to it. However, Marcus soon realized that this was a bad idea. The punch did some damage, but Marcus completely forgot that he left himself wide open.
"Shi-"
The vulcan grabbed Marcus and tossed him around like a rag doll. It threw him into the ground, making him spit up some of his saliva on impact. Then, it threw him into another tree. This knocked the wind out of Marcus, and he fell to the ground from the trunk of the tree, a bit dazed. Blood came down from his forehead and he looked up at the vulcan standing a few meters from him. Due to Marcus' frequent exercising and taking care of his body, he was able to withstand physical attacks really well. Of course, the vulcan's attacks could've been worse. Marcus knew that it the throwing around could've very well broken a bone, or even more than just one, if he hadn't been keeping in shape. Still, It was pounding on it's chest, and seemed happy and cocky about him throwing around Marcus. Marcus gritted his teeth and slowly stood up, seeing that this would be the right time for both opponents to stare each other down. He stood there, staring down his opponent, wondering who was going to reignite the fight.
"Smash!"
That's all it kept saying.
"Smash!"
It started to become annoying.
"Smash!"
Marcus has heard it so many times already, he's already started wondering about the origin of the word.
"Smash! Smash! Smash! SMASH!"
Now, he was annoyed.
"If you say 'smash' one more time, I'll make that gash in your leg bigger and bloodier."
The vulcan accepted his challenge and beat on it's chest one more time.
"SMAAAAAASH!"
Marcus sighed and dropped his head before looking back up to the vulcan.
"You ignorant bastard!"
Marcus then took off, straight for the vulcan, who was smiling as if Marcus had fallen into another one of it's "traps." Bringing his right arm to his left shoulder, then extending it past his side, he kept sprinting towards the vulcan.
"Blade."
Marcus' shadow came up and engulfed his right arm, turning it into a blade. He was now two meters in front of the vulcan. Then, the vulcan pounded on the ground, making the ground leading up to Marcus shoot up from it's normal place. Marcus smirked as he rolled out of the way, now coming at the vulcan from it's left. The vulcan then attempted to nail Marcus with its fist as he ran towards it. Before it could touch him, Marcus swung his blade at the vulcan's hand. It cut pretty deep into the knuckles, and the vulcan reeled in it's fist, nursing the wound a little. Marcus proceeded towards it's legs and slid in between them, swinging the blade from his left to his right. It cut both it's legs and the vulcan winced in pain. That's when Marcus saw the gash and grinned. Quickly, he dashed towards the vulcan's left leg, knelt down and thrusted his blade straight into the gash, making it deeper and of course, bigger and bloodier. Then, he extended the blade one meter, cutting straight through to the other side of the leg. To torture the vulcan even more, Marcus twisted his arm blade. Blood gushed from the wound to the front of the leg, the side Marcus wasn't on. A big smile formed on Marcus' face as he proved himself right to the vulcan.
"Told ya I'd make it bigger and bloodier, didn't I? Not like you can answer that question anyway."
The vulcan was not pleased. Who would be pleased to have a meter long blade shoved into their leg and have it twisted while it's in there? Then, the vulcan swung it's unwounded arm at Marcus. His smile was wiped off his face when he noticed the hand coming at him. He used his free hand to guard, blocking it from his side and face. It sent him flying to his right, some meters behind the vulcan. However, Marcus had not taken his arm blade out of the wound yet and, as he was sent flying, the blade cut through a bit more of the leg. Marcus rolled on the ground before putting his feet down and skidding to a halt. The blood from earlier had dried up now on his face. It covered the right part of his face up to just below his eye. He smiled again at the vulcan as he saw it tending to an even worse wound in it's left leg.
"You really are a half-baked ape! Man, I really did hit the nail on it's head."
The vulcan glared at Marcus, murder in it's eyes. That cocky grin it had earlier now vanished, and was replaced by gritted teeth. Marcus stood up, the smile on his face had now vanished and he was done playing his cocky part. He spoke in a calm, serious tone.
"What? Are you mad now? It's about time this fight got serious."
Marcus shrunk the blade back to it's original length and flicked it to show off some flare. Then, he brought the blade close to his face and pointed it straight at the vulcan, simultaneously bringing his legs into a position to show he was ready to charge at the vulcan. He grinned.
"You ready?"
The vulcan, full of rage, punched the ground, then looked up into the air and yelled:
"SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSH!"
It seemed to echo in the forest a bit.
"Tch. I'll take that as a 'yes.'"
Swinging the blade towards the ground, Marcus charged straight for the vulcan.
He was too absorbed in his own fight to worry about Kite's and Riley's, but he had confidence that they were doing just fine. The vulcan he was facing, in response to Marcus charging, leapt at Marcus. Surprised, Marcus stopped dead in his tracks, only to be launched by the vulcan's attack, straight into the air. When the vulcan had landed from it's leap, it landed right in front of Marcus and punched the ground as soon as it landed. This made the ground break apart and send Marcus into the air. He didn't go too far up into the air, but he didn't go forwards or backwards either. As he came back down, the vulcan tried to punch him in the air, but failed. Marcus parried the ape's fist with his blade, cutting the knuckles again. Marcus landed on the ground and charged at the vulcan again. He ran up the ape's chest and slashed it. The vulcan then punched Marcus into the ground, who wasn't able to block or parry quick enough. He coughed up blood on impact with the ground. The vulcan then attempted to step on him. Marcus saw as the foot started to come down on him. He bore his fangs and rolled out of the way. The stomp broke the ground under it. Marcus then drove his blade into the side of the foot. As he tried to hack it out, he realized he couldn't. The blade had gotten stuck in the vulcan's foot.
"This is bad."
After Marcus had said this, the vulcan swung it's foot forwards, sending him flying off it's foot and stumbling on the ground. He got up and looked towards the vulcan, who was already launching it's fist at Marcus again. His eyes widened as he was barely able to parry it with his blade, but he was late to react to the second fist coming at him. He knew he wouldn't have enough time to parry it, so he put his blade in front of it to block it. The blade shattered from the force of the punch and turned back into Marcus' shadow. As for the block, it had failed and the punch went through his arm and hit Marcus in the face, sending him flying again. More blood poured down the right side of Marcus' face, again. He spat blood as he got on all fours. Teeth clenched, he got up slowly and looked towards the vulcan. His vision was blurry from the punch and he staggered while on his feet. The vulcan didn't smirk or anything. It was really pissed now. And so was Marcus. He brought his right hand up to his forehead and dabbed it against it. Blood rested on his fingertip, then trickled down his finger and onto his gloves. He smiled.
"I don't think I've bled this much in a long time. Of course, I would KNOW whether it's been a long time or not if I had my memory."
Marcus let his arm drop and winced in pain as he did so. He smiled again as he tried to laugh off the pain and clenched his arm with his left hand.
Yeah. Something's definitely fractured there. It could be a bit of trouble moving around with it...
Marcus stood straight and closed his eyes. The vulcan was slowly getting closer and closer to him. He opened his eyes again and started thinking about fights, murders, and running. Whether it was gunfights, fist fights, situations when you're cornered by a crazed murderer, or an all-out sprint from something, Marcus thought about it. This made his adrenaline increase, and he felt a little less pain from his right arm. Slowly, he lifted his right arm up. He winced every time he felt pain from it, and thought about more violence and chasing when it happened. Then, he took off his jacket from his left arm, and off of his back and wrapped it around his right arm until the sleeve was left. Then, he wrapped his left sleeve around his neck and tied it, so it won't fall off his neck. Basically, he made a makeshift cast with his jacket.
"But, I guess this'll do."
The vulcan was very close to Marcus now, and it stopped a few feet away from him. Marcus looked to the vulcan and smiled.
"You've really done it now. You probably broke something in there, but don't worry about it. I'll return the favor by breaking your face, and then I'll have this arm properly patched up."
The vulcan did not respond. It waited for Marcus to make the first move. Marcus wiped the smile off his face and glared at the vulcan, as it did the same to him. The blood on his face dried once again, but now it went down to his mouth instead of his eye. Surprisingly, the blood hadn't gotten on his t-shirt or jacket or any other piece of clothing. Just on his glove when he touched his forehead with his hand. Marcus clenched his left hand. He was now handicapped, and it would be a bit more difficult for him to defeat the vulcan. However, somewhere deep inside of him, there was no doubt he'd win this fight. His muscles tensed as adrenaline pumped through his body. It felt thrilling to Marcus.
"I hope you know that I'm not gonna let you live, now. This forest will be your grave."
The vulcan pounded on it's chest, accepting Marcus' challenge. Glaring each other down, both opponents readied themselves for another round of combat. Both had suffered different types of injuries, and both weren't about to give up now.
"Let's end this."