Deathdrop vs. Darklioness

"Aw my head. Note to self stop walking into dark alleys. God I hope I haven't sold to someone." Venom groaned and stood and rubbed the back of her head which was hurting like hell. Now fully awake Venom was wondering why she was hearing voices and why she was in an arena. Looking around she suddenly realized why when she saw what was in the arena with her. A yautja was standing about twenty feet away from her. Venom quickly looked her opponent over and mental cursed. Of course he was taller and heavier than her but judging on his looks he wasn't a young blood.

"Oh great just great. I wake up in an arena that could be anywhere in the universe, my head is killing and to top it all off I have to fight a Blooded Warrior." Venom said quietly mostly thinking out loud. Well at least she had two knives on her. What's the worst that could happen?

Deathdrop took a good look at the abomination before him, unsheathed his wristblades, and charged. This would not take long...

Venom waited until her opponent was within a few feet before she drew one of her hunting knives. It was a sinister looking thing with a jagged blade with edges even more jagged and it was pitch black. Once the yautja was within a foot from her Venom made a quick dodge to the right but not after snaking her arm out and catching the yautja in the side with her knife. The blade didn't go in it merely grazed past his skin. It was enough for him to feel it though because shortly after going past her the yautja gave a pain growl. Venom only stared blankly at the yautja before drawing out yet another knife. A twin to the one she already had in her hand. A form of cruel delight danced through they hybrid's eyes for one moment before going blank. The yautja growled at Venom who only gave a tiny but sadistic smile. This was going to be fun.

Deathdrop turned, ignoring the pain in his side, and swung his wristblades in a very deliberate arc. The hybrid raised her knives in an X, catching his blades before they could land.

The hybrid, smirking at her apparent control of the fight, didn't notice Deathdrop moving his feet into position. It must have come as quite a shock when he drilled his armored knee into her gut.

As she was recovering, he grabbed her now-drooping arms and brought her forward into a headbutt so strong it knocked her flat on her back. As the hybrid sat up, attempting to get her bearings (and amazingly still holding both knives), Deathdrop swung his wristblades...

Venom watched as the blades came down at her. Thinking fast Venom quickly rolled out of the way to avoid being sliced apart. She didn't move fast enough to avoid one of the blade from nicking her in the right leg as she rolled. With a a pained hissed Venom got to her feet a quickly as possible. Venom was barely recovered from being head-butted when she noticed the yautja looked about ready to charge again. All she had to do was focus on her opponent. If she lost focus then it would get her wounded or even killed

Deathdrop charged, and the hybrid leaped to avoid him. Turning mid-pounce, Deathdrop grabbed her ankle and hurled her as hard as he could into the ground. As she rose, he raked his wristblades across her stomach. The wounds weren't deep enough to cause permanent damage, but they were more than deep enough to be painful.

He grasped the hybrid's neck in his massive hand and began to squeeze. With his free right hand, he raised his blades to finish the job.

He hadn't counted on her still holding one of the knives...

Venom could feel the sheer force of the yautja's grip on her throat. The hybrid felt sore from being slammed into the ground, her ankle was hurting and her stomach felt like it was one fire. Venom couldn't breath and if she didn't the get out of the yautjs's iron-grip he was either going to crush her neck or slice her in half, that latter of which seemed more likely. Venom noticed that she still gripped one of her knives and a sadistic glint flickered in her eyes. The sinister jagged blade didn't have any blood on it but that was about to change. As swiftly as possible Venom jabbed the knife up into her opponent's left arm with enough force to cause a through and through. With a cruel smile on her pained face Venom gave the blade a hard twist and savored the sound of flesh and bone be ripped apart by the blade.

Fuck! His arm was slashed down to the bone and pouring blood. It wasn't fatal, but his bicep was nearly useless, and while it would take time, the blood loss would be disorienting.

Yes. This had gone on far enough. Unsheathing his second pair of wristblades, he moved backward as quickly as he could, creating some distance between them.

He didn't speak much English, but he knew enough to taunt.

"That all?" he sneered.

Venom still had her cruel smile on her face. Venom had enjoyed toying with her opponent but now it was time bleed. Listening to the yautja's taunt Venom merely giggled, which was really odd and emotionless, at it's meaning. Crack the knuckles on her left hand Venom replied.

"No. I'm just getting started. Enough pushing and shoving it's time to shed real blood!" Venom's voice had taken on a much more serious edge than before. Kneeling down but never taking her eyes off the warrior before her Venom picked up her other knife. Standing up again Venom took on a defensive stance.

"Your move first.......warrior."Venom spoke the last part like and insult. She smirked at the sound of the yautja growling in rage. Such a shame really, poor little Venom wanted to toy with him longer.

The Yautja charged. The hybrid dodged just in time, but was careless; her leg was left open. Deathdrop grabbed her ankle with his uninjured arm and spun around, bashing her into the thick metal cage and finally depriving her of her knife.

She stood up just in time to be headbutted back down. Yautja skulls are thick, and their masks are made of some of the toughest metals in the universe.

Had she been a baseline human, she would be nursing a concussion. As it was, she was only stunned. The Yautja's reptilian fingers closed around the hybrid's throat and lifted her up. If he couldn't gut the hybrid, he would settle for choking the life out of her.

He really should have been more careful of his injured arm...

Venom gasped in a desperate attempt to get air but this only made the choking worse. She couldn't inhale or exhale and the hybrid need to really wanted to take a breath. Venom flailed like a spider set in a rapidly heating pot kicking and trying to claw the yautja's hand off of her throat but to no avail. Venom could fell her throat being crushed and windpipe being smashed. Allowing herself to got limp in her opponent death-grip Venom tried to think of a way to break free. Venom noticed her close the yautja was standing to her and realized as a result her legs were fairly close as well. Mustering up what strength she had left Venom forced both her legs up and kicked the yaujta in the throat, this caused her to either choke of gag she could tell. It would hurt though, Venom may have been smaller than him but she had a powerful kick. Once back on the ground Venom gasped and sucked in as much air as she could before she was back on her feet. The yautja had barely recovered when she charged him, ducking a swing from his good arm, and retaliated with a sharp jab in the ribcage. Venom darted behind the yautja and and swiped him across the exposes part of her should with her nails. This got his attention. As he turned around Venom dropped to duck yet another swing and in the process got low enough to the ground and knocked his legs out form under him. With a giddy shriek Venom rose to her feet and approached the yautja until she was just five feet from him.

"Any more taunts......................Blooded Warrior?" Venom asked in a bored and insulting tone. The yaujta growled something at her the sound like a curse and an insult. Venom eyed his wounded arm and tilted her head. Allowing the yautja ample time to stand back up Venom prepared for another dodge and it of course came. Venom was ready for this though and dodged the yautja once again. Only this time when she ended up behind him she grabbed his wounded arm and twisted it upwards in one sharp move. Venom was fairly good at hammerlocks and wasn't about to pass up the opportunity. Roaring in pain Venom screeched at the yautja's response and in another swift move, as well as a great show of strength, Venom flipped the yautja over her shoulder and onto the ground nack first. The momentum of forcing the yautja over and behind her shoulder was enough to topple Venom and trap her left arm under the yautja's bulk bulk.

"Oh crap." was all Venom muttered as she tried to stand up and pull her arm free. Venom began to panic this time as the yautja began to stir.