A Warriors Pride

[Krane Asiv]

It wasn't far from home. A park in the residential area that Spike had chosen, his eyes still able to easily see the mansion, knowing nothing would go wrong with Void laying in wait inside the house, the fool that dare go there while he was out would be in for the man who taught every sudeki the deadly killing arts of the family.

Spike knew of the power a Sudeki could muster. He had to build it, let it snap, he had to reach that point or he would not be able to gain the power he needed to Protect Kevala.

He stood, his chestplate and right arm gauntlet visible, and red. The completed armor set for his administration into The Vanguard position of the Sudeki Clan. The Power Pole stuck in the ground not far off, if he had to take off running towards the mansion it was on the way.

He spaced his feet apart as he activated his Qi, his eyes changing to the dark sapphire blue, his skin glowing as his right arm slowly began to tremble. He started to think about everything, things that would push him to the point of power.

~They want to hurt my family.~

His right hand would burst into black flames, the flames flickering upward even above his head from his fist, his hair slowly rising.

~Astrid.~

His hair spiking as the flame flicked stronger and higher for a moment.

~My Dad.~

The flame growing to consume his whole arm and legs for a moment before descipating.

~Kevala.~

The flames would completely consume him as the ground beneath him shook and cratered beneath him. Sinking down with him right in the middle. Then he put a face to the torment of Kevala, the one planning to hurt his family.

"Arthur."

He seethed through gritted teeth, his muscles all bulging and blood vessels pulsing as the flames rose, a type of pain he had never felt before began to grow a power... The whole thing bursting into a golden flame his spiked raven hair turning blond before it all went away immediately. The flames, the power, he would drop to his knees, and then to his hands, sweat dropping from his nose and chin.

"Why can't I do it? I'm so close I can taste it."

Heavy breathing would consume him for a few moments before he would push himself back to a standing position as he spread his feet apart once more.

"I will..."

[Gabriel Seran]

-Pride-

It was the center of his life for a time, before connections, before faith, before love. Everything he'd known had turned him into something he once thought of as feeble and emotional. Gabriel's once cold exterior found itself lost to the different emotions all cascading across his person. Now it was a miracle to say that he actually cared.

Alexis, Reira, Victor, Gilgamesh, Emily, David, the many more he stood beside and against in the name of Pride.

It became his world and then it became nothing. Here he would reclaim the old ways of his person and regain that power he'd once had. He was Gabriel Seran, the most powerful of them all, and they'd see it very soon. The low gurgle of his energy illuminating his features as the blade he held flung to and fro. A deep exhaustion from the blade forced him to stab it into the ground.

A fire on the horizon and it seemed as though Gabriel wasn't the only one preparing for the future.

[Krane Asiv]

Spike could see his dad standing there, lecturing him about power, lecturing him about the ways to get stronger, how to be strong, how to be a warrior, he could see him so clearly, as if he was there, but for this, Spike was alone.

~"Your pushing too hard, your resisting it subconciousely."~

He could hear his dads voice speaking. Without knowing it he replied even.

"I'm trying, I just can't."

Leon's image would step forward now and stand in front of his son, power obviouse on his face as he stared with those white eyes into his sons brown eyes.

~"What is true strength."~

"The strength to protect."

~"Where does power come from."~

"A need not a want."

~"How do you become stronger!"~

"With my will!"

Spike would then explode in black flame the eruption of power knocking him to the ground in a burnt crater, laying on his back and breathing hard. The image of Leon gone from his sight as he attempted to catch his breath.

[Gabriel Seran]

The abrupt flame bursting out like a comet taking strike with the ground Gabriel's attention was broken shifting over to focus on the horizon as he made note of the features, it wasn't a strange face presently. Though who didn't Gabriel know all too well at one point or another, no he made it his business to know everyone indifferent of their backgrounds. In the larger scape of things it paid off to be well known. Gabriel grinned.

His long strides carried his tired, torn up body across the large field so that he was still quite a distance away from Spike; From here Gabriel could breath lightly his struggles from before tired him out leaving his body torn at and battered from but a short while of struggle. This would certainly not do at all, there was a need for him to be stronger, or was it a want at this point? Every foe he'd faced, he was more than strong enough to handle then. But then again he thought of the feral eyed monster that one day who dealt with Leon with ease. Was he capable of standing to such a beast? Not likely but he needed to believe he would soon.

"Keep at it... it'll come naturally eventually, you've got quite a bit of spark to yourself Sudeki."

Gabriel would say calmly between breaths calming his tired body ragged with exhaustion from training for twenty straight hours.