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\u201cI thought those knights taught you how to fight.\u201d Fread lashed out, with a cutting arc. Argus lifted his sword to block. His own powersword barely managing to catch his opponent’s. Reacting swiftly, Fread\u2019s came in for another jab. Argus caught it with an empty hand. A burst of flame erupted from the younger man’s hand, sending them both reeling back. Fread shook his steaming hand in the air, gritting his teeth in pain. Argus did not react to the melted material wrapped around his hand. The heat hurt, just not nearly as much as it should.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey taught me to fight with honour\u2026.\u201d Replied Argus. Gripping his sword with both hands, the Inquisitor tried a diagonal slash. The Captain deflected it with his own blade, forcing the young man’s sword to the ground and following with an elbow jab. His arm caught Argus in the gut, and with the Inquisitor winded, Captain Fread took his shot. A square punch directly to Argus\u2019 masked face cracked a lens. The two separated, Argus panting for breath, Fread smiling that disgusting smile. The Inquisitor tore his mask from his face, allowing him to see and breath clearly.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow\u2019s fighting with honour working out?\u201d Captain Fread smirked as he began to circle the younger man.<\/p>\n
\u201cBe a lot better if you did the same.\u201d Argus quipped back.<\/p>\n
The Captain laughed.\u00a0\u201cFighting with honour doesn\u2019t win the fight.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThen you\u2019ll die without honour.\u201d Argus dashed forward. He attempted a feint to his left, then used his sword to bash away his opponent’s. He followed with a powerful punch wreathed in flame. The blow caught Fread directly in his jaw, causing him to reel. Sensing the initiative, Argus thrust his sword forward, yet Fread managed to bat the blade aside. The sword failed to hit its mark, but still sliced along the Captain’s side. His carapace armour split and his skin burned black at the heat of the blade. Fread howled in pain and turned away before responding with an upwards slash. With righteous fury, Argus smashed it away. Fread followed up with another harsh slash from underneath, but again, Argus managed to block it.<\/p>\n
Another angry swing. Another desperate block. Though Argus held his own, he was forced backwards every time, and soon the Inquisitor was pressed against the wall. Captain Fread pushed his weight forward, and with nowhere to go, Argus barely managed to wedge his blade between them. Fread used his free hand to draw his knife from his hip. In a painful downwards blow, he forced it between the armoured plates of Argus\u2019 knee and thigh. The Inquisitor shrieked in pain. A burst of heat erupted from him, forcing Fread back again.<\/p>\n
Both combatants panted heavily as they glared at each other. The Captain examined the wound to his side. Argus drew the knife from his thigh and seared the wound with psychic heat. They were bruised, battered, cut and scraped. The young man’s face boiled with pain. The old man’s face shone with delight.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you done Kid? Having fun yet?\u201d The captain grinned as ever, seeming to enjoy his pain.<\/p>\n
\u201cFun? Are you mad?\u201d Argus spat back.<\/p>\n
\u201cNah. Just know when to enjoy the finer things. Anomaly\u2026\u201d The captain held out his hand. Argus saw movent in his peripherals. He raised his arms to cross over his chest. A wall of fire covered him as Fread caught the bolt pistol, and fired off a three round burst at Argus\u2019 chest. The rounds exploded harmlessly as they entered the fiery shield.<\/p>\n
Pushing his psychic might, the young man let loose the fire shield at the grizzled Captain. Fread rolled out of the way, kneeling and taking aim, but Argus knocked the gun from his hand. In the same motion, Argus\u2019 empty hand gripped the Captains sword hand. Shooting psychic heat through his skin, he forced Fread to drop his blade.<\/p>\n
From his knees, the Captain shot upwards. Wrapping around his arms around Argus\u2019 waist, Fread lifted him up and threw him to the ground. Slammed into the cold floor, Argus’ own blade fell from his grip and clattered away. Fread was on him in seconds, slamming his fists into the Inquisitor’s face. First his left, then his right, then his left, then his right. Argus was nearly senseless, but instinct told him he had to move. The young man pushed the last of his exhausted psychic energy, but what would have been an explosive ball of high and fire was only just a small burst. Yet it was enough to throw Fread off of him. Argus stood, trying to regain his senses. Captain Fread was circling around him at a slow crouch.<\/p>\n
\u201cNever really knew how to use those powers of yours, did you?\u201d Fread taunted, faking a few lunges forwards.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you talking about? Kept you off me this whole time.\u201d Argus sneered back at him breathlessly, following along in the slow circle.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo you can’t just incinerate me then, right?\u201d Fread chuckled as he spoke, his lips curled into an evil smile.<\/p>\n
The realization smacked Argus in the face. The Captain was right. He could have burnt Fread to a crisp, but now his mind was too exhausted. Argus tried to clear his head. His eyes refocused on Fread. He gasped\u00a0“Next time.”<\/p>\n
The Captain chuckled at Argus’ look of surprise. An empty hand reaching behind himself, he pulled a second combat knife free and flipped it in his hand for a downwards stabbing grip. \u201cAin\u2019t gonna be a next time Kid. I need something from you.\u201d The Captain’s other hand reached to a pouch at his hip. Snapping it open, the Captain pulled a small syringe from it, before slamming it into his thigh. Gritting his teeth in pain, he tossed it away, his lips curling into a pained and sadistic smile. \u201cLet\u2019s end this.\u201d He spoke softly.<\/p>\n
There was no time to contemplate. Argus anticipated the strike, but Captain Fread shot forward with inhuman speed. Argus tried to follow him, but by the time his eyes had locked on, Fread was behind him, and there was a shot of pain along his side. The young Inquisitor looked down to see a deep cut wound along his left side. Slumping to his knees, he felt a sharp stab in his back. A painful sting across his face was next. Argus\u2019 cheek was bleeding. The young man looked forward and saw Fread grinning in a low crouch. His knife dripping red, just a few feet between them.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou gonna fight back? It\u2019s no fun if you don\u2019t fight back.\u201d Fread laughed as he spoke.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou using drugs now too? Really intent on dying without honour aren\u2019t you?\u201d Argus snarled back at him, the anger clear in his voice.<\/p>\n
\u201cJust like the rush it gives me. I could kill you without them just as easily…\u201d Samwell responded. Using his open hand, he beckoned Argus forward.<\/p>\n
With an enraged battle cry, Argus jumped from his knees and flew forward, his fists flying. He lunged with his right hand, but Fread swiftly countered and dragged his knife along the plateless fabric of Argus\u2019 forearm. Grunting in pain, Argus fired off with his left gloved fist. Again the Captain drew up with his combat blade. The steel scratched along the plate at his ribs and jammed itself into the younger mans unprotected armpit. The Inquisitor shrieked in pain. Argus attempted threw his knee upward and caught Fread in the ribs, but the Captain responded by pulling out the knife, and driving it into the Argus’ unprotected thigh. Argus cried out and collapsed to one knee. He tried another right handed jab. It was a weak strike, and the Captain pushed the punch aside. Samwell grabbed at the Inquisitors arm, and held it out straight. His knife-wielding hand cracked Argus\u2019 shoulder with force. The joint popped out of place, and the young man screamed out in pain. Captain Fread pushed Argus backwards, eliciting another shrill screech of pain. Fread stepped away, a grin on his face as he watched the young Inquisitor attempt to stand.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on Argus. You can do better than that.\u201d He taunted. There was no answer. Inquisitor Bairo weakly stood, and attempted to throw his uninjured arm at the Captain. With blinding speed, Samwell caught the clumsy swing, and rammed his knife into the kids elbow, slamming his weight into the handle. Argus cried out, as the bones at his elbow snapped and broke the skin, making his uninjured arm totally useless. Argus had one arm with a popped shoulder joint, another with a heavily broken elbow. Samwell Fread chuckled.<\/p>\n
\u201cStill think you can win this? You and your high honour?\u201d The traitorous Captain grinned. Argus slumped backwards.<\/p>\n
Argus sat up slowly and attempted to kneel upright. He mustered his waning strength to speak. \u201cI can do this al-\u201d The young man was cut off. Captain Fread stepped swiftly and dragged his combat blade across Argus throat. The skin split, his blood drained free. His last words were nothing but a mess as he gargled on his own blood.<\/p>\n
\u201cI can’t, Kid.\u201d Captain Samwell Fread spoke softly, dropping the dying Inquisitor flat to the ground.<\/p>\n
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