Royal Hylian Combat Tournament

"Right," said Wolf, smirking. "Nothing, except for the fact that he's a schizophrenic tentacled mutant. The guy's been picking fights with thew wrong people his entire life. He thinks Link murdered his father! I mean, honestly. His dad was scum. Link was doing the world a favour. Like father, like son, as they say..."
Wolf was instantly blasted off his feet by a lightning bolt. Chaos grabbed the entire Wolven Crew by the throats with his tentacles and raised them into the air.
"If you say another word about my father," he snarled. "It will be the last thing you ever do!"
Castle guards rushed in to restrain Chaos, and he dropped Wolf and his goons.
"See you in the arena, Stevens," smirked Wolf. "C'mon guys."
The Wolven Crew left the castle.

"Chaos,just leave it,when im in the arena with him,he wont be comming out alive,i asure you!"Faith said scowling at the wolven crew's backs as they left.

Chaos stared straight at the ground.
"That scum Wolf," he snarled. "How dare he speak of my father that way! He'll wish he never messed with me!"
Jango nervously handed Chaos a beer.
"Chaos, chill," he said. "You need to stay focused if you're going to prove them wrong."
"Chill?" snapped Chaos. "That filth O'Donnell insulted the great Lord Annihol Stevens, and you expect me to calm down? He has spoken ill of my heritage for the last time!"

(im back from my sleep-over.Geez,two days without computers...)
"Sounds like we all ahev a bit of revenge to fulfill.(comes back into the entrance hall)Well,the tournament might prove a good chance to get out rivals back.(smirk)("Specially since David will die soon enough")"

Gregandorf walks In " geez all you guys do Is meet old enemies try finding new ones....and Stevens it looks like we have something In common ...our father's murderer"

Chaos glanced at Gregandorf.
"You could be right," he said. "It seems strangely ironic that we should meet here today, with the same goal in mind. Some might call it coincidence. I call it fate. I sense great power in you, Gregandorf Dragmire. Even more powerful than your father."

"Yeah,we all hope theres decent fighters here,and there are some,us.We are all here a reason,and its not only money,glory and revenge,but to show our potential"

"That may be true," said Chaos.
"But I think money, glory and revenge are better reasons," said Jango, grinning. "Don't you agree?"

"Nope,i think better of potential,its what i want to see and experience from people"

"Whatever floats your boat," said Chaos. "It's revenge all out for me, of course. And for young Dragmire as well, I think."

"Whatever you say...when does this tounrament start?Cos its getting kinda boring around here"

"The first round starts in half an hour," said Jango.
"Any idea of the match line-up yet?" asked Chaos.
"Nothing so far," said Jango. "Shouldn't be long now, though."

"I hope not,cos i think we are all ready for some action."(looks at the door)("Great,no sign of David,i might be able to actually win for once")

A castle guard walked into the entrance hall, carrying a clipboard.
"Attention please," he said loudly. The room fell silent as everyone turned to listen. "The first round of the tournament will be starting momentarily. The first match is Faith 'Guardian of the Light' Carson versus Leonard 'Quake' Quakely. If Miss Carson and Mr Quakely would report to the arena immediately, the battle can commence."
"Looks like you're up first, Faith," said Chaos. "Good luck."
"We'll be in the stands, cheering for you," said Jango. "Show 'em what you've got!"
Chaos and Jango headed off down a hallway marked 'To stands'.

(follows them,but turns around)"Good luck!(walks off again)Wow,this will be good..."


(if Faith was jamarie,shoulden't we wait for her?)

((Yeah, but she's online now, so we shouldn't have to wait too long. Oh, and can you read over The Corrupt Heart? I need opinions. Cheers))

((I did,awesome peice of work,i don't have anything you could improve on.Just keep up the good work))

((Cheers. There'll be more tomorrow, hopefully. Now where the hell is jamarie?))

"Oh,yes!Ready Jamarie?"Faith asked the air.The ghost of the young black woman she talked to appeared next to her.
*Ready when you are*Jamarie thought to her.
*Quake may be tough,but i've got a super-astrol boost of our own*,Faith thought.
*Yes,but let's be catious,Faith,he may yet suprise us*
*In the first round?Your joking*
Faith set of to the arena.She pulled from a sheathe on her back,the Swird Of Light.The hilt glittered in the weak light and glowed in blue furioku.

(is in the stands)"This is so gonna rock!Come on!"