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Username: Tsume

Name: Palila
Aliases: Pal
Age: like 21 in rabbit years
Gender: Female
Race: Jackalope
Height: Feral; 1'7"(without antlers) Anthro; 2'9"
Weight: Uhhhhhh you decide
Hair Colour: Look at picture
Hair Style/Length: She's an animal
Eyes: Amber
Skin/Fur/Scales/Feathers: FUR

Picture of Appearance: Click here bro (WILL PROBABLY DRAW PICS OF HER)
Also she wears a necklace of seashells.

Fighting:
Weapon of choice: Baseball bat
Fighting style: She mostly goes for clean hits, no down and dirty(but she will if she has to ) She relies on the element of surprise and her speed, she's pretty fast and that's how she does things what am I saying

Personal:
Likes: Seashells
Dislikes: Fire, Lava, anything like that
Hobbies: Making necklaces with seashells and beads
Favorite Things: Her baseball bat(signed by her dad)

General Personality: Palila seems like a quiet character but once you get to know her you learn she can be adventurous. She likes to take REASONABLE risks, eg; not get herself killed. She is a pretty skilled fighter, mean on the battle field, but she normally doesn't like to fight unless it's a last resort. That's what she says, at least(no sexual joke here no literally) Sometimes she picks fights, but only when they are inevitable.

Special Talents/Abilities/Skills: She can be a normal jackalope, but she can randomly stand up and walk around on her two hind legs whenever.

Biography: Palila has a pretty normal background, she was taken prisoner when they burned down her town. Basically everyone she knows and loves is dead(but seriously this time, no plot twists or anything. Legit u gaiz). She was taken prisoner because she escaped, and tried to get away, blah blah.

Other:
Theme Songs: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HoFrPnIWBPo (i am scared this song is stuck in my head and has been for a week and it makes perfect sense with her )
Trivia: Jackalopes are hares and antelopes not deer(I keep confusing them for some stupid reason)



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Name: Aiden Alex Noirin
Aliases: Whatever suits her best.
Age: Around 23 years.
Gender: Female
Race: Human . . . (might make her change into some kind of giant cat later, not sure yet xD )
Height: Five five
Weight: Average?
Hair Colour: Auburn
Hair Style/Length: Long hair, curly
Eyes: Gold and Emerald, on her good days? Her eyes could look like the burning sun, or the dense forest.
Skin/Fur/Scales/Feathers: Skin.

Picture of Appearance: [url=][/url] : DOWN BELOW!

Fighting:
Weapon of choice: A sword, or daggers, whichever she can get her hands on first.
Fighting style: Dirty, though honorable and noble, she doesn't kick a man down on his back or without a weapon . . . She evens it out by pouncing on him and attacking from there, throwing away her weapons and going fist-to-fist, or she lends them one of her weapons and then dances with them, laughing all the while. She enjoys killing, it gives her a thrill, knowing she comes out on top every time. She was trained by the best before she was brought it, she used to be a warrior outside of the arena just like she is in it, she's fast and ferocious, if you get in her way you better take a step back, she has a quick temper and an even quicker tongue.

Personal:
Likes: Snicker bars, plumbs and peaches, oranges, honeysuckle and the dew on the grass, nature.
Dislikes: Being confined.
Hobbies: She's stuck in the arena, so she kills people as a hobby, or bantering through the thick walls of her cell.
Favorite Things: She loves using her quick-wit and quips when bantering, nothing can throw her for a loop, and she enjoys doing it to other people.

General Personality: She has a quick tongue, quick temper, and a hard exterior. She doesn't mind getting dirty or spilling blood and choking somebody with their internal organs, it takes a lot to phase her, though on the inside, she's as soft as a charred marshmallow can get. She enjoys the little simple things in life, like breathing. She doesn't believe in God, but she believes in the Gods, the ones in Greek myths and that of Norse myth. She enjoys talking to people when she can, though she's not a chatter-box, she's kept in a special cell made just for her, so she doesn't get to socialize much. She gets lonely a lot and gets caught up in memories a lot being in her confinement box. Sometimes, the hard exterior is such a well-practiced ruse that she gets caught up in it and it scares her sometimes. She's trouble in a package with a rocking body and a sharp mind, proceed with caution.

Special Talents/Abilities/Skills: She controls the elements, like Water, Fire, Earth, Air, Spirit.

Biography: She lived with her five brothers and father, their mother had died giving birth to her, the last child. Her father and brothers were warriors, some of the greatest. They trained her, taught her everything about being Noble and keeping her Honor, though to never forget that when it came down to her life or someone trying to take it, always choose her life, to not be afraid to fight dirty. She knows how to fight, both with her strength and skill with a blade, and her mind. She's been in the arena since she was nineteen years of age, she's been through it all and still comes out on top. She was put into the arena because she came home one day to find her small little house ransacked, her brothers and father were cornered with swords to their throats. They were going to be executed for treason, a crime they did not commit, in order to save her brothers and father, she gave them a trade, their lives for her being put into the arena, the guards agreed and put Aiden into the arena, and here she is, four years later, still fighting.

Other:
Theme Songs: Down BELOW
Trivia: She's an elemental with a rocking body, a quick tongue, short temper, piercing emerald and gold eyes,

Appearance (cause everything is being jank):http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lz9is3egGD1qzyhb5o1_1280.jpg[url=

Theme Song!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFO-BvfRrOU]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFO-BvfRrOU[/url]

I sat in my metal cell, grimacing at the metal walls and the metal floor and the metal door and the metal latches and the metal ceiling and the metal corners and metal bed and metal chair and metal toilet and metal sink and metal light fixtures and metal hair-brush and metal shower.

Metal, metal, metal. Pure, metal. I couldn't bend it if I tried, there wasn't an atom of any earth in anything. All I had was water, and I couldn't cut through anything with it, plus, it was precious, something that sustained me, so I had to save what I had.

At least I had a shower, toilet, a bed, and a chair. Others weren't so lucky. They said since I gave myself up to be killed, I got the, 'special' treatment. I snorted, shaking my head, my curly auburn hair swirling around me. Bunch of ignorant fools thought they could make me believe shit? I grunted, pacing around my cell like a caged animal, there were others who got the 'special' treatment, they didn't have a friggan all metal cell like I did. They didn't trust me.

Of course, I wouldn't trust me, but thats besides the point.

My pacing became quicker. I needed to fight, needed to get outside. I enjoyed fighting, I enjoyed the feel of blood splattering all along my scantily-clad body, feeling the rush of adrenaline and crushing my enemies one by one. I was a woman now, a killer, a warrior, that's all I got to live for in this arena.

There was a pounding on my door, and the latch opened, "Breakfast, Aiden." A familiar voice called, it was deep and guttural. I grunted and walked over to the latch, grabbing a, what? Metal tray.

"Morning to you too, Dreke, how's guarding my ass doing?" I grunted through the door, he let out a booming laugh as he walked away. I smirked, doing pretty good, I guess. Since I've been here the longest out of anybody, I knew almost every guard, 'cept for the new ones, of course.

I went over and sat down on my bed, putting the blankets underneath me so I could soften the seat. I grimaced at the feel of the cold metal against my skin, munching into my peach from my tray and sipping at the apple-juice they gave me.

They kept me scantily-clad because they said it gives me some, "sex appeal." Makes more people want to watch my ass battle for my life. I snorted, sexist pigs, the lot of them. I was constantly cold, a-holes, and the outfit didn't provide much as armor. It was a wonder I was still alive without a lot of scars marring my body.

I laid my back down on the bed, staring up at the metal ceiling, eating my peach. I better damn well get a snickers bar before I go out there today.

I sighed and paced around my cell, anxious. I hope they got the breakfast right this time! Normally they gave me half meat and veggies, which is what most people got, but I can't eat meat. I would politely remind them everyday, and it seemed to be working.

"Palila, breakfast!" a voice came. I rushed to the fence blocking me from outside. My cell was pretty small, since I was only hare sized. It was kinda nice, mostly made of clay except for the crisscrossing bars at the front. If they used normal bars I would be able to simply slip through them and run away.

They tossed in a few carrots and a banana. Oh, whoopee! "Thank you very much sir, thank you!" I was going to suggest he call me 'Pal', as it was my preferred name. But I didn't want to push him. I would do that in a few days.

I quickly ate the carrots, but savored the banana. They often laughed at how I ate it, but bananas were my favorite food. However, with our little mouths, we have to open them wide and twist and turn our head to eat it.

I finished it and pushed the peel out of my cage. A burly hand pulled it away. I sighed and sat back in my cage, before I heard the all too familiar "Battle, Cell 402 and Cell 178!" I cringed, 402 was my cell.

I grabbed my baseball bat and ran my paw over my bracelet, before being led out to the coliseum.

Standing up on my hind legs, I looked a little more formidable. Note: A little. My opponent was a fairly skinny man, but he had a gun with him. They usually matched me up with any random person, regardless of strength- I guess right now they were going easy on me. Why?

Then, he started to float. He hovers above the ground, lifting his gun to aim at me. The moment he puled the trigger, I dashed to the side. I didn't have super speed, but I did run faster than a normal jackalope.

"Let the fight begin!" the commentator said, just a little too late. I dashed at the guy, running a circle around him and bashing his ankle once. I read back to my side of the coliseum, facing him again. He was clutching his shin in pain.

Bingo, got him.

And then the bullet. It hit my arm and I grabbed at it, groaning. It had gone straight through. An 'Ohhhhh!' came from the crowd. Ok, that was it. I just wanted this fight over with. I dashed at him, ditching my baseball bat. He tried to shoot at me but I avoided them, not alert to the way he aimed. A little to the right.

At the last moment, I leapt, goring his midsection with my antlers. He gasped, wildly shooting but somehow not getting anywhere near me. He grazed my shoulder, but that was it, a graze.

He fell, finally pulling me away. Bad move. More blood spurted out from him, and the paramedics came to bring him back. They tried to save them- not from the good of their hearts, but so they had better entertainment in the future.

I was brought back to my cell, where I was bandaged up and stuff. I settled back, groaning. This life was the worst!

The guards took me to watch the first fight begin in a metal box. Since I was an old champ, refusing to die, I got to watch the first fight of the day.

The jackalope was quick, I gotta give it that. I snorted as the idiot with the gun shot way off course as she speared him with her antlers. He had shot into the crowd, getting an innocent a chest full of bullet. The others around the shootee cackled in their laughter, pointing and cheering. These people were savages.

Though, they were my people. I had won their hearts. I didn't mind, they cheered for me, that was that. I watched the jackalope hop back to where she was let into the arena, going back to her cell. The paramedics grabbed the idiot with the gun and wheeled him away. He was already dead, she speared his heart, I don't know why they still even tried, he wasn't much entertainment.

I turned towards the guards, "That was quick. So. Am I going to socialize today?" I smirked, I asked everyday, they always said no, but I still tried.

Dreke grinned at me mischievously. "Possibly. We're taking a longer route to your cell today past all the other prisoner cells." I let out a squeal and lunged at him, the other guards tensed for something, but i just gave him a bear hug, something I never did.

"I'm gonna see people today besides your lovely faces?! I'm excited!" Dreke let out a low chuckle.

"Yes, yes, we know Aiden."

"I've got a fire burning in me." I said low, he let out a bellowing laugh, "That's what your name means, Fire."

"And don't you forget it." He let out a laugh and they escorted me from the viewing wing, towards a new corridor and down that one. I smirked, my version of a smile, and saw new faces, dirty, but new faces.

They looked at me, some of them recognized me, "Aiden?! Is that you?" A voice called out, I didn't know which cell but I smirked all the same, "Nope, I'm Hugo, the Monk." They all laughed, reaching through the bar to grasp my hands, touching my skin and tugging on my hair.

I didn't care if they were total strangers groping my body, I got to see people. I might be going insane, though that was just me, "What's it like in that metal cell of yours? How lonely do you get? Do they treat you well?" They asked me as I passed.

"It's all metal, it confines me, boxes me in, I don't like it. I'm very lonely, so I'm ecstatic I can socialize today. And yeah, I guess so." I shrugged, grinning over my shoulder at Dreke.

"You feel confined because you're an elemental, Fire. That's why." A sly remark replied. I rolled my eyes, "You think?"

We came to the end of the hallway, people were calling out their replies. I looked back at all their faces, and seeing a jackalope looking at me from a few cells down. I winked at her, "Good fighting today. I saw you. Great style. Love the antlers, keep it up, SweetHeart." The guards ushered me through the door to the familiar hallway, I grimaced as I saw the special made metal cell door, the solid mass of it.

"I really hate my cell." I grumbled as we came to it, Dreke smiled sadly, "Sorry, Aiden, can't do anything about it."

I walked back inside to my lonely existence, the door shutting firmly behind me.

(oh my gosh my post makes no sense! Sorry, this stupid laptop has auto correct, so 'now' is 'not', 'raced' is 'read' etc. Ugh T.T)

Whoa. Did THE Aiden really just talk to me? And compliment me?! I sat in the back of my cell, where it was colder. I must be getting a little better. But I hated fighting. I absolutely hated it. It was so annoying. Couldn't we just be peaceful?

I prayed, hoping for something, anything to happen to free me from this. Maybe an instant kill in a fight. Maybe I would be put down like some of the old fighters. Maybe they would use me as a slave elsewhere. I would do anything to get away from this hell hole of a place.

I traced figures in the dirt, thinking of how my fight could have gone better. I should have been alert to the bullet, the one that hit me in the arm. It was now loosely bandaged, they always botched their patching up jobs.

I pawed at my antlers, observing how they stained my paws red. I tried to lick it off but it was impossible to avoid the metallic taste. I winced as I continued, but eventually, my paw was clean.

I scraped my antlers on the ground, hopefully the blood would come off that way. It worked a little, but at the rate I was working, it would take ages to get it all off. And then they might get dirty in my next battle.

I usually fought two a day, one after breakfast and one before dinner. I hated the morning one because I fought on a full stomach. Normally I was ok, but today I had eaten a lot and felt bloated. Not a good thing to feel when fighting.

I stretched out, looking out the small window in the back of my cell. It was an itty bitty hole, no bars obscuring it. The most that would be able to fit in there was a cracker. But it was nice.

Besides, they knew I hated fighting. They knew I was harmless. No one would slip me a small bomb either, I knew nobody on the outside anymore.

I groaned, closing my eyes. I feel a little dizzy, probably form blood loss. But that was no excuse for fighting, no.. I would just have to deal with it.

(Drawing a pic of Palila, will be done soon (hopefully)!)

I paced in my cell, thinking. I had to show good graces. I came over to my metal bed, and grabbed a bucket underneath it. I went over to my shower and filled the bucket full of water and came over to my cell door.

I slammed on it three times with my fist, a guard came to the door, along with Dreke. I pushed the bucket of water through the small slot for food, "Take this bucket to the jackalope, I hate the feel of blood on me after a battle, she was covered in it."

"You don't normally do this, Aiden. You okay? You running a fever or anything?"

I rolled my eyes, looking through the slot in the door, letting Dreke feel my forehead and letting him see me roll me eyes, "Usually, I'm not allowed to make friends, so today I am. Just, take it to her. She needs it."

Dreke grinned and nodded, "Okay. She'll get it right now." He walked away from the metal door, closing the slot.

I went to my metal bed and layed down on it. The metal slot opened again, "Snack time." A guard called, sounded like Sven, and a nice steak was pushed through the door. I grinned, yummy.

"Palila? Aiden has requested you receive this water," A guard said, and my cell door was unlatched, before a bucket of water was put in front of me.

"What? Why?" I asked. I already got my share of water today. "She said something about cleaning off blood." The guard walked away before I could inquire further.

My heart was beating a mile a minute. Was Aiden seriously going to give me water to clean off, after she complimented my fighting skills?
Wow.

I lapped at the water a little, to make sure it was safe. It takes fresh and cold. Although I was supposed to wash off my fur with it, I couldn't help it. I drank some of it, shivering each time the cold water slithered down my dry throat. I stepped back, smacking my lips.

Aiden sounded a lot nicer than what I had heard, she was vicious on the battlefield. But she seemed nice when off it. I dunked my head in the bucket, using my paws to steady myself. I shook it around, putting in one paw to scrub my antlers.

I pulled my head back, shaking it to clear it of water. I looked in my reflection. They were shiny and black, they looked as new as the day I had fully grown them.

I cleaned my face a little, I was feeling a bit grimy anyway, then pushed it back against my cage door.

A guard passed over again, pausing at my cage. "Done?" He asked. I nodded. "Tell Aiden I said thank you very much. Can you ask her what her favorite color is?" He snorted. "I am a guard, not a messenger."

I sighed. Oh well. Who knew if he would ask her or not? Not me, that's for sure.

Dreke came back to my cell with the bucket, the water was pink. "Here you go." He opened the latch and left it inside where I dumped it's contents into my shower.

Dreke snorted at me, "She asked what your favorite color is, shall I go tell her?"

I grinned, "Tell her, it's blue."

I sooted through my assorted shells. I had pretty much every color of the rainbow here. I had accumulated them over the years I had been here, and along with my twine, I had made a couple of bracelets and necklaces. I made them for whoever asked.

I had an unfinished necklace, that was mostly cool colors- a nice mixture of milky greens, purples, and blues. The guard came back, and I looked up at him.

"Blue." Was all he said, before walking off to reprimand some other prisoner. Or whatever.

I glanced down at the necklace, doing some calculations in my head. Yeah, yeah, that could work. It wasn't big enough for a necklace, it was close to it, but it wasn't. However, it was perfect for a human wrist. Or elemental, whatever she was. I was behind on the latest gossip, what could I say?

I took a big, bright blue sea shell. I threaded it in on the bracelet, tying it. It was finished. It looked beautiful, if I do say so myself. I hoped she would like it.

I scratched, 'Give to Aiden' in the dirt at the front of my cell, and placed the bracelet next to it. I settled down for a nap, falling into a deep slumber quickly, tired from my fight.

Had I made a new friend?

Dreke returned with a sea-shell bracelet. I grinned, a knot of emotion forming in my throat.

"It's beautiful." I whispered. Taking off my right leather glove and slipping it on. It would get damaged there. Better put it somewhere better. I slipped it back off and bent down, slipping it gently over my foot to my ankle. It was snug and secured, so it wouldn't fall off when I fought.

I looked up at Dreke, "I don't have anything to give her. Could you possibly . . . Give her more fruit than usual? I know jackalopes love fruit. I heard they love bananas a lot. Give her a lot of bananas whenever she's fed. And give her some tofu, so she gets some protein to bulk up a little, don't want her getting hurt."

He smiled at me, "Great way to make friends, Aiden." He closed the latch, walking away. I sat down on my bed and finished eating my meat, marveling at the seashell jewelry she gave me. It was beautiful, so colorful. I touched the large blue one in the center.

I grinned, I'm making friends!

(wanna timeskip a little? Maybe over the timeskip they become close friends, and when the timeskip happens... Maybe that's the huge bombing? o.O)


PS This is Palila(I changed her eye color)

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(Sorry, had to shower! And yeah, we'll timeskip, how long, though? And I love it! It's amazing! The detail is astounding )

I finished my meat, going over to the sink to wash my hands when Dreke opened the door, I knew what this meant.

"What am I fighting today?"

"Heard a couple of minotaurs and a shape shifter."

I heard down the other hallway where the other prisoners were held someone call out cell numbers, "Cell 204, Cell 174, Cell 387, Cell 521, Cell 420. You're not fighting against each other today. All of you go after Aiden."

I grinned. Ooooh. Five opponents. I wonder what's happening after the match.

"Hey, Dreke. Can you get my new friend to the viewing ring and let her watch me?"

He nodded, grinning. "Sure can do, Aiden. Grab your stuff, I'll send someone else to escort you to the arena while I get someone to grab the jackalope. I went over to my bed, grabbing my sword and strapping it in it's scabbard on my back, then I put my long twin daggers in their sheathes on my thighs.

Sven came to the door, grinning, "Hey, Aiden! How'd you like the meat? Cooked it myself."

"Loved it, very juicy, just how I like my men." I gave him a wink. He winked back and escorted me to the door, where I heard the announcer through the thick wall.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Boys and Girls! The math that you came here today for is about to begin! Witness the prowess of a fighter, a true Warrior! An astounding Gladiator!

Here's Aiden Alex Noirin! The Elemental!"

The doors opened and I stepped out into the sunlight. The sand beneath my bare-feet felt good, better than the cold metal cell. The theme song they gave me blasted through the arena, and the crowd cheered madly, getting up off their seats and going wild.

When the song started to go silent before the thumping, I bowed, my head up at the crowd and a mischievous grin on my face. The other doors open, my song still blasting as my face went serious. The first of my battle-mates came at me, a minotaur. I stayed in my spot, waiting for him, drawing my sword. I swung it in my right hand at my side with a flick of my wrist. When he was within reach, I reached up and slashed, cutting clean across his chest. Blood splattered across the face and onto the sand and on my blade. He made a choking sound as he fell.

"Sorry, Buddy. If it's you or me, it's always going to be me." My voice sounded across the stadium over the song. They had long ago put a chip in my mouth so whenever I was in the arena they could channel my voice so everybody could hear me. The crowd cheered as the others advanced in a tight circle.

I looked around me, wiping the blood off my blade and onto my leg, careful not to cut myself.

"We know you're going to win, Aiden, just go easy on us, okay?" The 'Shifter's voice sounded through the arena through my chip. I nodded, "You will die with honor, Friend." They all charged at me, the 'Shifter changing into a giant tiger.

I hacked and slashed, blood spraying everywhere, left and right. I felt the tension in my shoulders as they kept coming. I heard the roar of a lion, and then several more echoed it.

"They always gotta have big cats. Always with the big cats." I muttered. The crowd cheered and laughed. In one fluid motion, I stabbed the 'Shifter with my sword in my right hand, and drew a dagger with my left, aiming quickly and throwing it with such force, it killed one of the charging lions, hitting him right between his eyes and embedding itself in it's skull.

The lion fell and I turned just a minotaur swung his fist for my head. I pulled my sword from the 'Shifter and flourished it in the air, throwing it up as I swiftly turned, kicking the minotaur back and catching my blade. As the minotaur fell on his back, I pulled my falling sword out of the air and slammed it down into his chest. Blood spurted and exploded from his chest and onto me.

I grimaced at the metallic taste in my mouth and how it clouded my eyes. I ran a bloody hand across my face, getting rid of the blood in my eyes.

I pulled in a breath and pulled my sword out, putting it in it's scabbard on my back. I hopped off the dead minotaur to face the two other minotaurs and the approaching two other lions. I took in another breath and couch low to the ground, planting my hands on the sand and felt the hard earth beneath. I pulled that power into me and with a violent jerk of power, a sand-covered boulder the size of a truck emerged to my left and right. I grinned wickedly as I sent those two boulders flying through the air and at the two minotaurs. They were crushed instantly.

I turned my attention to the two lions. Every week the arena offered us anything we wanted if we survived. I never took anything, all I ever had were my daggers and sword. They kept track of every week you didn't ask for anything, and being here four years, a lot of weeks piled up. I grinned.

"I require a large flow of water!" I called out. My voice rang around the arena and the crowd started to get wild, jumping up and screaming at me. A door opened to my right and a large flow of water came between me and the lions. It was like a giant waterfall had just appeared.

I took in another deep breath and connected with the water, feeling the flow. I raised my hands, and so did the water, creating a blue wall between us. The lions snarled and back-tracked, eyeing the wall with malice. I took a step forward and threw my hands out, my eyes swirling with colors as I pushed, the water obeying my need and coming down on the two lions, drowning them.

I watched in satisfaction their eyes bugged out of their skulls, bubbles erupt from their mouth. I sloshed the water left and right, putting a current inside it, getting them confused so they wouldn't know which way was up and which way was down. It was cruel, to say the least, drowning was a horrible way to go, and catching them in the current so they couldn't move just proved how mean I could be.

When they died, I let them sit there for another moment, making sure. They didn't move, their bodies were limp in the currents in the water. I dropped my hands, and the water went limp, splashing everywhere and over on the crowd. It rushed at my feet, I pushed a little power into it and it went around me, flowing over and away.

I walked over to one of the lions, the water flowing around me. I reached down and grabbed my dagger that had embedded itself in it's skull, raising it up, blood dripping down the blade and onto my arm.
I looked over towards the viewing box, knowing the jackalope could see me, I sent a wink her way.


The crowd screamed, I was champion.

I smiled and whistled at Aiden, waving my paws frantically. "WOOOO!!! AIDEN GOOO!!!! WHOOO!!!!"

After a few minutes of commentating, checking for injuries, the usual, she met me near the viewing box. "Hey! Good job! Awesome fight you got there!" I said, shaking her hand. "I was a little nervous when they called Cells 420 and 204, they were close to mine." I blushed, realizing that statement was a bit selfish.


"I'm so glad you won! Hey, I saved a banana for you, want it?" I presented it to her, grinning.


(awww, thanks! I spent wayyy more time on it than I planned xD I was thinking like a week, not that long(eg. they haven't shared their life stories yet, haha). And then maybe, they get summoned to fight against each other? But while they are 'pretending' to fight, like, maybe they don't know to fight or not, there's a bombing, and in the confusion they escape? IDK and sorry for my short post.. lol. And don't worry, we all have to take showers xD If you agree then you can timeskip in your next post I guess)

(Not sure! Probably maybe like . . . Five days or something? They watch the first fights of the day together when they aren't the first fights and stuff so they bond more so they trust each other to tell their life stories? OR! When they're put back in their cells the bombing happens and Dreke let's Aiden go and Aiden goes and unlocks everybodie's cells and stuff, worrying about Palila? They find each other, escape, and stuff? I don't know! I'll short post)

I grinned at the jackalope, "No thanks. You have that for yourself. You're going to be getting more. Did you get all your extra fruits and tofu yet?"

I didn't stop for an answer, I got excited, "No, wait! Let me introduce myself first-" I reached my hand out, grinning, "Sorry for my manners, I'm Aiden Alex Noirin, Daughter and Sister of the Six. The only Elemental I know of, if you ever need anything, just give a holler and I'll be there." I winked at her as she grasped my hand.

"Palila-"

(You can finish introductions, I don't know what you want her to say xD )

(OH GOSH SO CONFUSED.. xD How about, after this post(if you agree) it's a timeskip 3 days- they are watching a fight together and chatting, and they tell each other their life stories? Short timeskip mostly, just their stories. Timeskip another 2-3 days, The whole thing with Aiden happens, but they don't find each other till after the bombing? Just to add more tension? Tell me what you think xD)

"Palila Black, preferably Pal, just your average jackalope who can stand on two legs whenever. Last name is after the color of my antlers. I like seashells and bananas, and I like swimming sometimes. It's nice to meet you, Aiden." I grinned. "Yeah, I wondered where that extra food came from! You don't have to do that! Being your friend is enough of an award, and this is the only time I've ever watched any fight. I must say I can sort of understand why some think it's entertaining. I wish they could see what happened in the cells though..." I sighed, letting go of her hand.

"Palila? It's time to go back to your cell." A guard said, standing in wait. "Oh, well, gotta go Aiden! Thanks for the food! See you again?" I left her with the question, sincerely hoping the answer would be a Yes.

I grinned at her, "It's fine! You need as must sustenance as you can get! And definitely! I'm going to see you again." I grinned at her and winked just as the door closed.

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(TIME SKIP THREE DAYS LATER! ;] And I agree, they shouldn't find each-other until after, so it's suspenseful xD )

I watched a match between two 'Shifters with Pal. I shook my head as a 'Shifter went for the leg but the other 'Shifter easily latched onto the back of his neck. It was two 'Shifters, a White Tiger and a Black Panther. They were both of equal size. "The Tiger shouldn't have gone for the leg, the Panther was obvious about it."

Pal looked at me, "What do you mean?"

I crossed my arms, "You see how the Panther is quick and lithe? He left himself open, it was an obvious invitation for an attack, letting the Tiger come into closer range. The Tiger didn't know that though, the idiot. So now, his neck is about to snap into two."

And just like that, the Tiger's neck was snapped, but the match wasn't over. Fifteen other prisoners were shoved into the arena to face each other and the Panther. A whole lot of fighting today.

"Wow, you're good at this." Pal said, watching the new match.

"It's instinct." I looked to Pal. I can trust her now . . .

"Do you know why I'm in here, Pal?" She shook her head no. I leaned against the metal of the observation deck, "I volunteered to be put into here to save my brothers and my father."

"Whoa. You did? That's it? What were you volunteering for? Uh, I mean, not to pry, only if you want to answer..." I said meekly, unsure of what she would do.

I was normally shy, but I was finding more and more that Aiden brought out my more adventurous side. I no longer shied away from every question, and I joked with the guards. I was still shy about being so outgoing, I was nervous I would get whipped or something. I didn't know how things went on around here, I never put myself out there and looked.

It was an awkward transition, but, I was liking it. Hopefully it would pay off to a more confident me in the end. Oh, think of that later. Aiden was going to answer! She opened her mouth and I leaned forward, ears perked, ready to listen.

"When I was nineteen, I came home one day from training. Mom had died giving birth to me so it was just my five brothers, my father and I. I came home to find my brothers cornered with swords at their throats, my father was being held down on the floor, raging.

They had been convicted of treason, a crime they never committed. My brothers and my father are known as The Six. They're the best Warriors out there. And for them to be bested?" I shook my head, watching the fight out in the arena.

"I didn't know what to do, so I offered a trade. My life for theirs. They could do whatever they wanted with me, I just asked that they don't harm or do anything to my brothers and my father. My brothers and my Father became so enraged, so angry. I looked just like Mom they had always told me, I had the mannerisms of my mother, though, I was also myself in a way. I was precious to them, the only girl they had left in the family. And the thought of anyone touching me, laying a finger on my head . . ."

I shook my head, grimacing, "They didn't want me to go. Though, I had to. To save them. I would do anything for my family, and I am. I never fought back, never tried to escape. I knew that if I did, their lives would be forfeit. So here I am, four years later."

I looked to Pal, "Sucky story, right?"

"Oh... Right.. I'm sorry that happened to you. But I think you did the right thing, and if you didn't, you wouldn't be the person you are today." I looked down at my paws, the battle long out of my focus now.

"I came here because.. I was young, back in my home town. It was the middle of the night, and I smelled smoke. I went outside and found out they were burning my village. Everything was in flames. I just ran wildly, I guess, through the smoke. I bumped into a guard. I was captured.

"All of my family died in the fire... and my friends. I was the only survivor. And I became a prisoner.. Not so dramatic or hero like, but it's a story..."

I smiled sadly down at her, putting my hand on her shoulder, "Your day will come to be a hero, Palila."

She nodded up at me. "And . . . Thanks. I wonder all the time if I could have done something different, you know? Something to save myself and them. Though, some things are just meant to be . . . " I shrugged.

I saw Dreke drinking a faint wine, I grabbed it from his fingers and brought it to my lips. He huffed out a breath, "Fine . . . I'll go get another one then." I grinned behind the glass, and then offered some to Palila.

"Thought we might need some."

I stared at the wine, sniffing the air. It smelled sharp and strange, faintly like grapes. I smiled at the gesture, but I put up a paw to push the glass away. "Thanks, but you can have it. I'm not really the drinking type."

I sighed, looking back at the battle. There were new opponents, they seemed to be doing that a lot. Chain battles until the original fighter was dead tired or literally dead. Life here seemed better though, now that I knew Aiden..

(timeskip another 2 days? You can start I guess)

(Sure! TIMESKIP! 2 days )

We watched the fight together, and as it ended, Dreke looked to me. "I'm sorry to break up this time together, Ladies, but you're up Aiden."

I looked to him, shrugging. Nothing anybody could do. I looked to Palila, "Wish me luck!" She gave me a thumbs up. I secured my sword on my back scabbard and felt my daggers thump on my thigh sheaths.

Dreke escorted me out, down the hallway to the right. I could hear the announcer already calling my name, "-Alex Noirin!"

The doors opened up and I stepped out, my theme song playing. I really wasn't in the mood to fight right now, though I will. The bloodied fighter that stood in the ring looked at me wearily. I grinned at him, removing my long daggers. I charged them full of fire, the blades glowed red with power as I super-heated the metal.

He came at me with a sword, making a wide sweep, I went under him, smoothly gliding past the blade as I came back up and slashes at his mid-section. My daggers cut cleanly through, his organs spilling out and onto me and the sand floor. I grimaced at the stench of his insides and burning flesh. He screamed in pain and brought the hilt on his sword down onto my head, clocking me in the temple. I grunted at the impact, pain exploding across my skull.

I stepped back. Ass. I mustered up all my power and shot outwards, my hands coming down on him just as fire did, he screamed even more. The crowd roared as I burned him, burned him to a crisp. His screams filling my ears as my blood trickled down my face and into my eyes.

Thats when I felt it through the ground, and the crowd screamed. Not in entertainment, not in reverence, but in fear.

The stadium shook, my fire dimmed out, the fighter dead, just a bit of bones. I looked up and around me. The stadium started exploding, people blasting into the arena, raining down around me.

I looked to the doors, as they tried to open, but to no avail. I knew Dreke was trying his hardest, and it's okay. Though, I had a better idea. I reached into the ground and drew power from the earth. I stood my full height and pounded my foot into the ground, drawing my hands together. The earth in the door shattered, pulling together. I made my hands to fists, and violently yanked them away. It was like a rope was attached to my hands, the doors crumbled and came away, flying in bits in all directions. I ran to the door to Dreke. He stood there, stunned.

We ran to the observation deck to find it empty. The walls were shaking around us. Palila had disappeared.

All I could see what smoke and fire, fire everywhere. I tensed up, everything was just like that fateful day I was captured. I panicked and fled, hopping down the halls as quick as I could. I saw a door to the outside, normally guarded, but in the confusion the guards were trying to do.. I don't know, whatever guards do!

I raced outside, only pausing to make sure I still had my baseball bat. I brought it when we were watching battles, in case I was called out. Yeah. I still had it.

The cool air greeted me as I raced through the surrounding scrub. The coliseum was mostly surrounded by barren land, and the viewers took a train ride to come and watch. There was a small settlement nearby for the guards and such to live, but otherwise, pure wilderness.

I ran wildly, tears stinging my eyes from the smoke. I didn't stop until I was out of breath. I huddled beneath a low tree, hoping it's branches might conceal my figure a little. The coliseum was a smudge, covered in billowing pillars of smoke and a raging fire to one side. Smaller blobs streamed from it, converging in a crowd a little away.

I was far away enough for now. I sighed and settled back, but one dark blob seemed to be coming closer. After a little bit, I noticed it was human. I wasn't worried though, he was wearing the clothing of a prisoner.

He flopped down beside me, taking deep breaths. I stood and lifted my baseball bat, as if leaving. Instead, I swung it as hard as I could towards his head, smashing his skull and squishing his brain.

He was dead for sure, probably unconscious for now, and he would either die from blood loss or infection or just.. well, brain reasons. I wasn't a doctor, nor did I plan on becoming one anytime soon.

Fresh tears sprung to my eyes, had I really just killed an innocent? For no reason at all besides I didn't trust him? I wiped my tears away. No mercy here. The only person I could trust was Aiden, and in a situation like this, who knew if she would stay loyal? She might turn on me too.

I only sighed, setting down my bat. I found a nearby bush and began to dig a little tunnel, easily concealed. It would be a cool place to rest overnight, while I thought.

After about 10 minutes, there was a scrape(name for temporary rabbit hole) big enough for me to sleep. I pulled my bat in with me, then secured a branch over the entrance, just to be safe. I had dug a corner so no one would shoot me while I slept.

The sun was still high in the sky, but I could use a nap in my natural habitat. I closed my eyes, letting the damp ground cool the air around me. Before I knew it, I was asleep, and dreaming of Aiden.

I couched through the smoke. I couldn't see anything! I summoned a ball of air and had it surround the other guards and I that Dreke and I happened upon. We raced down the corridor to the prisoner's quarters. I came to stand in the middle of the hall, "Stand back!" I shouted at everyone. They all clustered at the back of the cells.

I felt the earth in the bars, felt the molecules bunch up as I summoned my power. I drew it into me, clenching my fists and pushing my shoulders back. I stomped my foot on the ground, the earth shattered underneath me, the walls shook from the force of my power alone, the explosions blotted out.

I drew in another deep breath and slammed my hands flat against the other in front of me. With a flick of my wrist and a flourish of my hands, the cell doors exploded into bits of earth, dust kicking up in the air and the walls shaking, groaning.

"MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" I boomed above the din, the prisoners all converged at once, I widened my air bubble around us so everyone would be able to breathe. "SINGLE FILE! BEHIND ME!" I shouted behind me. The prisoners complied. I kept my right hand up above me, holding the air bubble in place, and a left hand out in front, holding the earth solid around us. I twirled my fingers in a circle, keeping the flow of air going. The dust and smoke swirled around us, making it difficult to see.

I kept my eyes through my feet though, I felt the vibrations in the earth, sensing where everything is. We went through each corridor, stopping in the middle of each one and freeing prisoners. We just finished out sixth corridor. I felt myself weakening, using so much of my power to keep the entire stadium from crumbling on us. Sweat accumulated on my brow.

"HOW MANY MORE?!" I shouted back to Dreke. He shook his head, "THAT WAS THE LAST ONE!" I nodded my head, good.

"LEAD US TO THE EXIT!" He stepped in front of me, I widened my air bubble more and more, soon I wouldn't be able to hold it any longer, I was holding two Elements in my hands, the force I was pushing out exhausted me. Just a little longer, hold in there, Aiden. You can do this.

I didn't feel any of the other animals in here, they must have escaped or died. I had my senses out into the Earth around us about eight hundred yards in every direction, the only thing I couldn't access was my metal room, though we had gone there already to find it empty, and the corridor had collapsed so if anyone had escaped in there while we were going down the prisoner corridors I would be of no help to them.

Dreke lead us down the hall to the left then right then left again, the hallways twisting and turning, cutting off suddenly then moving on again. Even if somebody had managed to escape this was a nightmare.

Dreke finally opened the last door, and sunlight met my eyes. I felt tears sting them, and felt the fresh air on my face. I almost collapsed in relief, finding the Earth finally that I had been wanting to feet for a while.

The stadium shook violently, I couldn't hold it any longer. "OUT! NOW! I CAN'T HOLD IT ANY LONGER! MOVE! OR YOU'LL BE CRUSHED!" The prisoners all sprinted out, their eyes going wide at the outside world. Once everyone else was out, I let go of my air bubble.

I took a few steps back, putting out both hands to hold onto the Earth of the stadium. I took a deep breath, closing my eyes. I pulled in as much power I could muster, and sent it out. The stadium exploded in a shower of rock and Earth. The ground shook under the force, not being able to hold anymore. The Stadium collapsed, a crater opened up and swallowed up the shaky Earth, taking it all.

I collapsed to my knees, hearing the high-pitched screams of the usually murmuring Earth in my ears. I felt the calmness explode, just like the Stadium, into wails and screams of pain, of torture.

I gripped the grass under me, closing my eyes and taking in a deep breath.