Secluded Area

[Creator]

Damon shot forward, sliding under her as she came down from above. He grabbed his knife and freed it from the bridge before standing, his grin broader than ever. With any luck, her sword would be stuck in the bridge, but he didn't doubt that she'd be able to remove it.

[alyxchan]

Alyx missed, she wasn't surprised. She fell to the ground, the sword hitting first. A crack could be heard in the darkness. She reached to touch the top of her sword, only to find it had snapped in half. ~Used it to much...~ she thought. She turned around trying to find Damon. "Well...." she said dropping the remainder of the sword off the side of the bridge 'I guess you get to kill me know...seeing as I'm defenseless" she muttered. {It wasn't right at the half point..there was only like and inch of the blade still connected to the hilt.}

[Creator]

Damon pointed down into the abyss, staring at her. "Drop both pieces," he said. "Do it and I won't hurt you. A surrender is still a victory in my book."

[alyxchan]

"But what happened to needing to see blood?" she asked with a smirk as she kicked the other piece down.

[Creator]

"Nothing. I just wanted to be sure," he said, running forward. He swiped at her with his claws, aiming to either cut her or send her off-balance.

[alyxchan]

She moved slightly, then remembering it was pointless, she let him cut part of her arm. She winced in pain and cried out lightly. She fell to her knees...giving up.

[Creator]

"You make this too easy," he said, scowling down at her. "But if you insist on dying this way, I don't mind." He now held two knives, one in each hand. "Done fighting back?"

[alyxchan]

"Do I have anything to fight back with?!" she asked turning to look at him. A smile came upon her face as she remembered yesterday. ~STOP IT!~ she mentally slapped herself. ~That time is gone~

[Creator]

Damon frowned, moving until he was behind her. "You make this too dull." He sighed, taking a step backwards, staring down at this person he had spent the last day or so with. "So pointless," he said, making two swipes at the back of her neck with the knives.

[alyxchan]

She braced herself as she felt the knives dig into her flesh. She fell to the ground, bleeding. She had a smile upon her face, for no reason. She layed there and closed her eyes, not caring if she died anymore. But something inside her knew she wouldn't die. Alyx played memories over in her head as she layed there, not just yesterday, but when they first met.

[Creator]

"If you live," he said, turning to exit the cave, "you'll still be ripped apart into smoke upon leaving this place. But who knows, if you make it that far, I might just pull you back together again. I could use a right-hand woman who can survive something like this." He continued on his way, keeping the knives out.

[alyxchan]

She just layed there, unable to find a retort. She slowly sat up and tore off part of her already short shirt. She wrapped it around her neck to try and slow the bleeding. She tore of the hem of her skirt and wrapped it around the wound on her waist. She sat there, trying to regain more streangth{sp}

[Creator]

Damon stepped out of the cave, the blood immediately hissing into smoke and dissolving from the knives and claws. He turned and squinted, looking into the cave. 'In a few hours, I'll come and check on her,' he thought.

[alyxchan]

She decided that sleep would be the fastest way to regain her strength. She layed down, using her arms as a pillow and fell fast asleep. She had an angelic, inocent look to her now. {FF!}

[Creator]

Damon returned some time later, solidifying in front of the cave entrance. He had a flashlight this time, and flicked it on as he entered the cave. It took a few minutes to reach Alyx, but he finally found her, possibly asleep, possibly dead. A nudge from his foot would tell all.
"Hey," he said, "you alive?"