In the ring.. (Lex)

[Travis Delmonte]

Today was a day of exercise. Travis was dead set on making sure that his injured leg had not held him back. The leg as nearly completely healed once again. But the fact that it was injured had angered him. He wanted to make sure he kept his body in working order. After all, it was his weapon. It was what he would use to gain a position of power, and keep it. Sure, he was already gaining power, and he was happy with that. But he wanted to solidify it. He would never stop training. Never stop fighting until he saw fit.

Travis would step into the gym now. His eyes scanning the gym carefully, finally setting upon a full-sized boxing room off the side of the gym. Nice. Perfect. A fight in the ring. Exactly what he could use. Now he only had to wait and see who would come and show up. If no one came.. then he would have to just pick someone. He quickly made his way toward the ring, sliding into it and then standing up. He tested his leg a few times, performing a few kicks. So far it seemed as if everything was fine. Only a slight bit of pain, and a small almost invisible limp. He bounced around a bit, and then stopped int he middle of the ring, and scanned the gym once more.

[lex]

I entered the gym wearing my trainings clothes a long white pant and on the upper body a black sleeveless shirt. I wasn't wearing shows just some special socks. I was wearing a back on my shoulder as i walked deeper into the gym. This was the first time i walked into this place and train. I was transfer to this school and didn't trained that muchts yet but i have to stay in shape because off all the rumors of this school. People attacking others just for fun or even taking people down because they were ordered to by the school leaders them selfs.

I placed my back near the ring and i didn't saw a men standing in the middle of the ring because my mind wasn't their at the moment. I was very focused and deep inside myself like always when i train. But when i stepped into the ring i saw this orange hair kid probably a student of the same school I'm in. I walked into the corner stretching my arms and legs making some kick combo's.

" Whats about some one on one sparring? You move first OK "

I didn't know what this guy was capable of but like always i was hardheaded and faced everybody.

[Travis Delmonte]

"Whats about some one on one sparring? You move first OK"

Someone had approached him. Travis would only stare at the boy for a few seconds, observing him. Letting his eyes roll over the boys form, taking note of anything interesting. It was a good idea to observe an opponent before you made any real movements. After all, you never truely know someone on their first time fighting. And even after you've fought someone, you can never know if they were holding back, or hiding some kind of strange attack or power. You could never truely know.

"Whatever.."

A quick movement. As soon as he had said that single word, he had lunged foreword. He was fast, not the fastest person, but he was fast. He did not charge recklessly. He was still in control of his body. And his eyes were locked upon his opponents body, waiting for some reaction. Some kind of attack. His opening attack would be rather weak. A test. To see just what this boy could do. To observe and note if he was an attacker, or a defender. If he liked to block or dodge. This kind of thing would be useful later on.

Once near the boy, Travis would lift his hands infront of his face slightly, his feet touching the ground as he slid foreword on the heels of his boots slightly. His right fist would quickly snap foreword, aimed to slam agains't Lex's left cheek. If the close connected, Travis would attempt to drop his left arm down and slam it into his opponent's gut. His eyes were wide and ready. He wanted to see some kind of counter. He was ready.

[lex]

"Whatever"

After that word i saw him charging forwards and he was faster then every other student he saw fighting on the school ground. <Great thats just great my first fight is against the fastest on of this damn school> A fist was aimed to my left cheek but this was just to easy as i quickly raise my arm up pushing the punch up into the air making a fast turn and made my leg shoot up towards the boy his chest to create some room between them. All i need was room to make the kicks.

My arm was turning abit red from blocking it but it wasn't something to worry about in this fight because bigger things will happen i think. If this was all the speed and the strength this boy had he wishes he never met me when I'm done with him. My legs were fast like always because almost all my strength and speed were in the legs because of the fighting style he used. He could create fast kick combo's when he has the room in a short amount of time.

[Travis Delmonte]

As Travis predicted, the boy would deflect his punch. As Travis' punch was pushed into the air, he would begin to roll his arm with the push. Hopefully before the boy could pull his deflecting arm again, Travis would attempt to clamp his right arm on the boy's forearm and lock his fingers in place for the time being. As the boy began to kick, it seemed as if he turned into it. This was all the better for Travis. Perfect in his mind. And this is where he would begin the second phase of his counter-counter.

The boy's leg would raise, and Travis would begin to slide with the kick, so that when it connected, it didn't hurt half as bad. Immediantly he would attempt to droph is free arm down and wrap it around the boy's leg. He would then take a small step foreward, so that Lex was pushed off-balance backwards, Travis' right leg sliding foreward and across so that it was behind Lex's balance leg. Using his strength, and currently superior balance, he would begin to twist his body and turn.

This would cause Lex to be twisted and turned, his leg being tripped fromb ehind because of travis, and the boy would soon find himself flying through the air slightly, and most-likely landing hard agaisnt the springboard boxing ring surface. He doubted that the boy could pull any type of flip at the relatively low height the boy was throwing. If everything worked out right. He would wait for the boy to get back to his feet, and he would motion for the boy to attack this time.

[lex]

The first part was a success when i pushed the boys arm up into the air but then i saw him trying to grab the arm using his right hand. But with my left arm i tryed to push the arm away by slamming it with the palm of my left hand against the wrist of the boy his right hand. Then the kick came but he was grabbed and their was no way i could counter that fast movement and before i knew i found myself on my back in the middle of the ring. I flipped back up showing no pain or what so ever to the boy. I took two steps back and this time it was my turn to make a move.

I showed i understand and took my stand and rushed forwards jumping up into the air making a flying kick towards the chest and if this would connect i will turn into the air and kick him with my other feet also to knock him down. This was done with allot of speed and strength inside it blocking would make some pain and if this will connect it will sure make him lose some of the air he is holding.

[Travis Delmonte]

The throw was successful, though there had been a slight struggle. But soone nough the kid was tripepd and tossed, landed against the springboard mat and soon bounced up onto his feet. He would watch the boy carefully as he began to move once again, this time launching himself into the air. A flying kick. Stupid move. Aerial attacks weren't always the best kind of attack to try and pull off. Especially when your opponent loved to extort your attacks, and pick them apart.

As the boy flew through the air, Travis would let his right hand fold into a fist as he sidestepped quickly to the left. That right arm would pull back as the boy flew through the air. As the boy neared, Travis would throw that fist foreword hard. The blow was aimed to slam against the boy's neck as some sort of haymaker/clothsline attack. If it connected, not only would the boy be in pain, but his upperbody would be knocked backwards slightly and downward as his legs would lift intot he air and he would probably land hard upon the back of his head and shoulders.

[lex]

I smiled as i saw him pull his arm back he really thinks I'm this stupid. I came closer and closer and i saw the fist coming with great speed because of the two moving in on each other. But i him side stepped so i raised my arms blocking my side and felt DE arm against my arm so i wrapped my fingers around it and came down with my arms and if this works i would probably dislocate his arm or maby break it because of the speed I'm pulling his arm back with. If this all will works out we will be standing back to back and i would kick back wards towards his upper back to make him fall fowards.

[Travis Delmonte]

As the boy began to wrap his arms about Travis' thrown punch, Travis would smile slightly. The boy wasn't completely stupid. But he had just gotten himself into a bit of a situation. As the boy attempted to drop his arms down onto Travis', Travis would allow himself to pivot on his feet, slide slightly and bring his left arm around, along with his body, so that he was behind the boy. That left arm would wrap about the boy and it would now look as if Travis was hugging him from behind. Muscles tensing, Travis would tighten his grip, and then lift the boy upwards. And like a move right out of the wrestling shows, Travis would continue to lift Lex upwards, and then drop his backwards hard, aiming to slam his head against the boxing ring's hard spring-mat.