Gotham

Blademaster feels small surges race through his arm. He realizes that the beast won't stay chained for long. He reaches for his sword realizing that this might be his last chance.

He mumbles into the sword," Okay you can lend me some of your power but no funny business."

Why would I do that? Its only been a hundred years since my power reached the mortal plain whispered the sword.

Suddently Blademaster feels power surge through his body and he focuses on the metal chains and finds old metal in the earth to strengthen it with. " I don't know how much of his power I can safely use so I hope that stranger finds a solution quick!"

Blademaster notices that the battle was pretty much over. He summons metal around the creature and forms a solid metal box." That should hold him,"Blademaster said. He looks around at the newcomer,noticing her injuries, and extends a hand. "Hello my name's Blademaster. I don't feel like telling you my real name, though,but anyways who are you or what do you call your self? And also why did you help me?"

Blademaster smiles "Black Rose well i guess every rose has its thorns." He exits teh bank. He hadn't expected such a curt response but he had foreseen it as a possiblity after being so curt himself. He leaves the bank and heads for a dark alleyway.

He walks down the alleyway, jumping and ducking every few feet. He walks through a door at the far end of the alleyway. He enters a large room made entierly of a shimmering metal with a door on the far side. "Home sweet home. Time to prepare and plan my next move. A certain someone might come looking for me and I must be ready when they decide to come because we both have a score to settle."

He walks throught the far door and locks it behind him and fastens all doors in the complex with his metal bending ability.

Blademaster awakes after a restless night filled with dreams of an assaliant with green eyes. She must be here or heading here so its time to spring my traps and find my old weapons.

He walks over to a closet full of metal objects. He straps five pouches to his arms legs and waist. He grabs several metal objects that glow with an inward light. Some off the items resemble a shield, a mask, a flower, and a metal rod.

Meanwhile a woman stands at the end of the alleyway. She walks down the alley way only to trip a wire and activate a trap. Knives and spikes fly from teh wall but once the dust settles she is still standing without a scrach on her. She walks throught the door.

Blademaster was waiting in the center of the room waiting for this moment. " so you've come at last, Mysteria ," said Blademaster. " Now time for my vengence."

She simply smiles and four exact replicas of her appears. Blademaster smiles and lifts half the metal in the room into a large ball. He turns hlaf of this this metal into copies of himself armed with swords. The other half mysteriously dissapears. The clones clash while Blademaster fits himself with the metal mask. The two real fighters run at each other,ready to fight to the death.

Mysteria's and Blademaster's blades clashed. She thryed to break into his mind but couldn't get in.
It must be that mask. I'll just rip if off then.

Blademaster felt the mask fly off and knew he was vunerable. But he continued to press his attack. he launched himself backwards and touched all five pouches. Long metal chains erupted from the pouches and hovered in the air. Meanwhile Mysteria used his lasp in attention to control Bladmaster's metal clones and had thme attack from behind. As the metal clones attacked, the chains sprang to life and defened Blademaster. one clone was able to pierce Blademaster's side making him bleed profusely. He focuses his energy for one final thrust and it penatrates deep. but then she dissapears in a puff of smoke.

did you really think it would be that easy. Our showdown will happen later once you are strong enough to entertain me. Good Bye.



Blademaster stands in a empty room seething with anger. He watches as his skin turns gray and realizes that the curse of his powers is happeneing. He was turning into a vampire. this happened every time he was severly hurt. "Time to got to the blood bank. That way I won't have to hurt anyone to return to normal. Better wait till night though because now I'm stuck at home."

Blademaster flies through the night sky as a harmless bat, navigating using echo location. This is exactly why I had beening injured. But, on the other hand, I could get used to the speed and strenght that comes with it.

Arriving at the blood bank he flys to the second story. Morphing back to his human form he walks toward a shelf filled with with blood bags. He selects one labeled "A" and drinks up. His skin resumes its normal hue and walks toward a window. He removes the window paine and forms a metal disk around his feet and jump out the window. He then returned to his house to begin his training again.

Blademaster stands in the middle of a room with no weapons on his person. His swords lie in a niche in the wall. MAchines erupt from the wall and begin firing projectiles of varing sizes from throwing needles to swords that weighed up to 100 pounds.

he danced around the larger projectiles and grabbed a few throwing needles and threw them to block some in comming shurikins. the projectlies suddenly stopped and a giant metal clone of himself arose from the ground. Worse yet, it had swords.

To maximize my training i must beat this foe without my tools. Let the fun begin.

He begins to run around the clone at allarming speeds. The clone was having trouble tracking the taghet and decided to cut him off. A giant sword landed infront of Blademaster. He simply used the sword as a spring board and launched him toward the clones head. He lands a flurry of puches while dodging a giant hand determined to swat an unwelcome pest. After a while the clone grabbed a swod and swung at his head killing himself but not Blademaster. Training was over

" Time to recruit some fresh blood," said Blademaster. "I'll need more help and power to overcome Mysteria once we meet next time and she's sure to bring some of her more talented 'friends' along as well. The South Tower sound like a nice recruiting ground. I think I'll pay them a visit." He forms a metal disk and flies off into the horizon.