Reckoning (Attn:Rogziel)

A smile beamed on Rogziel's face. The smile of a lion standing over it's prey, just before it delivers the Coup de Gras.

"Impossible my friend? far from it." Rogziel chuckled as he moved himself into the backseat of the convertible strentching his legs accross." Your errors in judgement are your downfall. From what ive gathered,It's painfully obvious that you had paid the NYPD to look the other way. For if it wasnt, a blind, deaf, and lame detective would have found you within a week.Not only a mass murder of a well-connected crime family, but you also hotwire the car and drive out of town with it. however, now this brings us to our present predicament.I cannot be bought and will not capitulate.I will not stop until my hands cleanse your stained blood from this world." Rogziel looked at Apollyon again, another chuckle leaving his lips."Now how would you say we remedy this situation?"

"Finally, this man will face a reckoning for his transgressions. He will surely pay.... In blood." Thoughts of the fight to come filled Rogziels head.He couldent wait to sink his daggers into this creature.

A smile broke across Rogziel's face as Apollyon entered his field of sight. The smile of a lion standing over it's prey, just before it delivers the Coup de Gras.

"Impossible my friend? far from it." Rogziel chuckled as he moved himself into the backseat of the convertible, strentching his legs accross." Your errors in judgement are your downfall. From what ive gathered,It's painfully obvious that you had paid the NYPD to look the other way. For if it wasnt, a blind, deaf, and lame detective would have found you within a week.Not only a mass murder of a well-connected crime family, but you also hotwire the car and drive out of town with it. however, now this brings us to our present predicament.I cannot be bought and will not capitulate.I will not stop until my hands cleanse your stained blood from this world." Rogziel looked at Apollyon again, another chuckle leaving his lips."Now how would you say we remedy this situation?"

"Finally, this man will face a reckoning for his transgressions. He will surely pay.... In blood." Thoughts of the fight to come filled Rogziels head.He couldent wait to sink his daggers into this creature.

He was still surprised from the sight in front of him. A face he hadn't laid eyes on in around 300 years. Apollyon felt his pockets for a weapon, anything, but he was completely unarmed.

"Well this could be bad..." He thought to himself. He couldn't help but laugh at the pickle he was in. His foolishness had made it incredibly easy for his enemies to find him, for which he has accumulated his share over the course of his life.

"I think I have an idea where you're going with this." Apollyon shifted his brain from the "social" mode to "Killing" mode. His eyes narrowed and the muscles on his arms and legs now filled with his blood. His strength heightened. He looked at his opponent and asked casually, "Are you ready?"

Bloodlust filled his brain as he watched his enemy work himself into his battle trance.he watched the Roman's eyes narrow, he could see the hatred that lied therein.It wouldent matter however, because all his efforts would be for naught.He was going to die tonight and there was nothing that would stop that from happening.In a flash, Rogziel jumped to his feet onto the truck of the vehicle.He discarded his cloak revealing, his arsenal. His throwing knives gleamed in the moonlight, thier light the brightest thing in this lot.that smile came accross Rogziels face once again as he took in the sight of his victim once more.

His legs propelled him high into the night air.He drew 6 knives and rained them upon his enemy, and then threw 6 more before he was welcomed by his guest to the fight.

He watched Rogziel go from a sittin position to standing on the truck of teh car in almost one move.He had forgotten the agility he had, It was inhuman...... much greater than his own.with his weapons, he accepted the fact he would probably lose a whole lot of blood if he survived this fight.He smiled at the thought of the pain. He thoroughly enjoyed it.His focus shifted back to Rogziel as he leapt into the air, he knew what to do but it was useless. He tried to dodge, but he felt the sting of seven daggers penetrate his skin. His lips curled in with ferocity. His Nuerons flared the pain message all across his body, his mind was completely focused on the task at hand now. His brain commanded his right arm to grab this little fucker out of the air, and did so.Apollyon smashed Rogziel into the adjacent brick wall and proceeded with a thunderous left hand to his chest.His rage now manifested, he tossed Rogziel into the wall across from him. Not wasting any time, Apollyon made a dash for his enemy, cocking his right arm for a powerful blow.

Instantly after showering his enemy with twelve throwing knives he was shocked by the meeting of his back to a brick wall.his spine stressed at the impact, only to be jarred by the massive left fist of the adversary. he felt himself flying in the air once again, this time he was able to use his legs to stop himself in time. Landing on the ground, he saw Apollyon heading his way, he threw three knives before jumping out of the way.

Instantly after showering his enemy with twelve throwing knives he was shocked by the meeting of his back to a brick wall.his spine stressed at the impact, only to be jarred by the massive left fist of the adversary. he felt himself flying in the air once again, this time he was able to use his legs to stop himself in time. Landing on the ground, he saw Apollyon heading his way, he threw three knives before jumping out of the way.

Three knives sank into his chest as he neared Rogziel, However he found nothing but air. Turning around, he saw his target coming down on him with six more projectiles He raised his arm to block the onslaught. his forearm was pierced by three of them.Rogziel now coming upon him with a jump-kick targeted for his chest. this would normally be a trivial block for the Roman however he was experiencing a moment of weakness.the kick knocked him back into the wall. The wall served to re focus the giant as he retaliated with a devastating sidekick that knocked Rogziel onto the ground.

He felt blood dripping from all across his body.He gritted his teeth as he removed the three knives from his forearm. he grabbed two from his chest and extracted them with a groan.Seven of them had sunk into his shoulders. but he didn't have time for that now, Rogziel was stirring. Apollyon walked around his enemy in a circle as he tried to stand, only to be plucked with a throwing knife.He only had 5 so he had to make them count.

After Dodging the onslaught of his enemy, He found himself standing on the trunk of the car once again. He jumped high again, and rained six more knives upon him.He watched gleefully as blood spurted from three different areas on Apollyon's forearm. He could tell the pain and the loss of blood was starting to get the best of his adversary.He came down upon apollyon with a kick that that bore the strength of gravity. The impact forced apollyon back several feet to the wall behind him. Much to Rogziel's surprise, he was tagged less than a moment later. A kick to his face that knocked him unconscious,even for the briefest of moments.

He tried to get to his feet but he only felt the sting of one of his knives piercing the tissue that joins the neck and the shoulders.seconds later he was tagged on the other side of his neck.Righteous fire welled up in him. He wouldn't lose... Never. His hands reached for his daggers now. he felt strength within his legs once again, ascending from his prone position he came at Apollyon, dagger aimed straight for his stomach.

After Dodging the onslaught of his enemy, He found himself standing on the trunk of the car once again. He jumped high again, and rained six more knives upon him.He watched gleefully as blood spurted from three different areas on Apollyon's forearm. He could tell the pain and the loss of blood was starting to get the best of his adversary.He came down upon apollyon with a kick that that bore the strength of gravity. The impact forced apollyon back several feet to the wall behind him. Much to Rogziel's surprise, he was tagged less than a moment later. A kick to his face that knocked him unconscious,even for the briefest of moments.

He tried to get to his feet but he only felt the sting of one of his knives piercing the tissue that joins the neck and the shoulders.seconds later he was tagged on the other side of his neck.Righteous fire welled up in him. He wouldn't lose... Never. His hands reached for his daggers now. he felt strength within his legs once again, ascending from his prone position he came at Apollyon, dagger aimed straight for his stomach.

With some graceful footwork, the Roman sidestepped the attack.he couldn't help but look at the gleaming antique amputation knives Rogziel held.Despite their age, he maintained them well, not even showing a sign of rust.

"Well this just got interesting..." He thought to himself, armed with an armada of three of Rogziel's throwing knives.

Rogziel went back on the offensive, coming at him with a slash intended for his chest.Missing his mark, he lunged for the Roman's abdomen, but Apollyon blocked the attack and countered with a fierce left handed uppercut which was followed by a monstrous over-hand right.Moving gracefully on the ball of his feet, he turned his body.it was time to add the cadence to this sting of counter attacks, a roundhouse kick.Rogziel blocked the kick out of desperation.The priest was still on his heels. Apollyon rushed his enemy again with his massive right fist aimed for the center of his sternum.

The Priest was stunned at his missed attack, he hadnt ever fought something this resilient.He had also never fought an enemy that hit this hard.His punches hit with great authoirty, rivaling the pain of being assaulted with a warhammer.Now the Roman was coming down on him with a roundhouse kick. Using both of his arms, he blocked Apollyon's onslaught.The block was a costly one, he was winded. His forearms burned from the block, his sides ached. despair washed over at him as he watched apollyon coming at him with another rush.

"Enough rogziel!" He screamed in his mind. "you are the chosen vessel for your task, weakness is not a luxury you can afford! God will provide you with the strength you need to fufill your task"

A verse floated accross his mind,"Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge him and he shall direct your path."

The verse gave him an influx of strength and energy he smirked now at his enemy's advance, It was time to show this creature what he was truly made of.

"Come heathen, Eternal damnation is but five paces in front of you!"

Much to his dismay, He watched Rogziel change.His demeanor changed from someone who was accepting loss to that of a wounded animal.The sadistic grin on his face caused the Roman to lose some of his confidence.



As he approached his enemy, Apollyon blocked a prementive attack launched by rogziel. However as he blocked the impeding knife attack,a second attack caught him offguard. He had only partially blocked this one, the knife grazed the inside of his arm, causing a shallow foot long cut. Apollyon answered with a knee to rogziel's stomach and and forced him back with a powerful blow from his right hand.He the burn of his wound.beaming a smile of lunacy, he looked to his arm then to Rogziel. Apollyon put himself in a defensive stance and awaited his adversary to advance upon him, fixing him with a wide eyed glare.

He reveled at every ounce of pain he caused his enemies.He watched Apollyon's blood liberate itself from it's prison of flesh. It dripped down his arm. That feral smile returned to his lips only to be matched by the maniacal look on the Roman's maw.

Rogziel fought back a fit of laughter, instead focusing on the searing hatred he felt for the man in front of him.He Had put himself in a defensive stance, Almost encouraging him to bring his most potent offensive upon Apollyon.He Decided to show this older vampire exactly what his capabilities were.

He moved in with great speed and unleashed a vicious flurry of attacks, His hands moved with uncharted speed.His opponent was rendered defenseless by Rogziel's offensive.The Blood poured from his adversary's body as he perpetuated the assault. The thoughts of retribution festered as the wounds worsened. Apollyon summoned his strength in desperation.He had to some how ward Rogziel off or he would surely be struck down.

He reveled at every ounce of pain he caused his enemies.He watched Apollyon's blood liberate itself from it's prison of flesh. It dripped down his arm. That feral smile returned to his lips only to be matched by the maniacal look on the Roman's maw.

Rogziel fought back a fit of laughter, instead focusing on the searing hatred he felt for the man in front of him.Apollyon Had put himself in a defensive stance, Almost encouraging him to bring his most potent offensive upon Apollyon.He Decided to show this older vampire exactly what his capabilities were.

He moved in with ferocious haste and unleashed a vicious flurry of attacks, His hands moved with uncharted speed.His opponent was rendered defenseless by Rogziel's offensive.The Blood poured from his adversary's body as he perpetuated the assault. The thoughts of retribution festered as the wounds worsened. Apollyon summoned his strength in desperation.He had to some how ward Rogziel off or he would surely be struck down.

Before he could react, The Angel of Revenge was already upon him. He tried futilely to defend himself, but you cant block what you can barely see. He was at Rogziel's mercy now. He could feel Rogziel's knives thrusting in and out of him, and there was nothing he could do to repel it. Blood escaped from his body in a alarming amount. He had to react,He grit his teeth at the pain as rogziel continued. the painful stabbing was pushing him back.After another round of Rogziel's offensive, Apollyon thrust himself into the stabbing attack. The Dagger penetrated further into his stomach. He snickered at the befuddled look on Rogziel's face. He channeled all his rage from his 1400 year old life into the next series of blows. First a stiff hook followed with a vastly devesting over hand left.

As the blood loss continued, his higher brain functions turn themselves off. His bestial fury continued with a piercing cry. Dashing at Rogziel he answered with another eviscerating right.Perpetuating the combo, he delivered a series of searing punches. Tattered by the counter offensive, Rogziel was on the boundary of falling unconscious again, his defenses were down. Realizing the severity of his wounds, Apollyon needed to end this NOW.he went for the coup de gras. Delivering a hammering fist to his chest, he now came to the climax to this desperation counter attack.Willing his legs to propel himself into the air, Apollyon took the assault to the air, Delivering a punishing aerial kick to his opponent's neck. The force of the blow drove him out of the parking lot and into the street, where The Angel of Retribution was greeted by a car doing around 40 Mph.

Apollyon heard the Screeching brakes and shortly after, he heard the impact. But his limbs were exhausted from the loss of blood. He fell to his knees against his will.His sigh was dulled to the point where everything was a blur, and hearing followed shortly after. He was immobilized,at least for the next series of minutes.