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Ok ok. So much for next friday. But stop your complaining cus im starting it now.
 Marcus screamsed in agony as the massive club made 
contact, sending him flying a good hundred feet until
he managed to push off the ground and get himself on 
his feet again.

 "Damn.  To hairy for my likings." Marcus murmered as
he pushed his arm back into place.  Grunting, Marcus
moved his hands in delicate detain, then began to run
at in-human speed toward the forest line.  Marcus 
looked over his shoulder to see the norse giant he was
fighting giving him chase.  His massive stride closing
the distance.

 Marcus quickly spoke unnatural words and immediatly
broke into flight and turned around to see his opponent.
The giant just glowed with a yellow light and began to
fly after him.  Marcus took the little bit of time the
giant took to gather energy to his advantage.  With a
quick hand movement marcus' eyes began to glow a dark
green.  Uh-oh..." The giant murmered as 3 Sets of black,
almost angelic, wings tore out of Marcus' back, and his
face took on a very sinister and evil look to it.  This
was a power Marcus rarely used.  But to be able to
call on the dark powers of his Vampric affliction was
occationally usefull.  After all, a blood-lusted
vampire was a very formidable opponent indeed.

 Marcus let out a very long bellow of anger as visions
of death and carnage over took his face and the sheer
power of all the souls he's devoured over came him.
Marcus' hands were barly even a blur and his voice
seemed to speak so fast it took one solid tone. The
giant quickly realized the error of his ways as now
that he were in mid-flight there was nowhere for him
to duck under cover.  With a sudden wave of hatred,
Marcus shouted "DESSICATE!".  The Giant Doubled over
with pain as his skin began to steam as it shrivled
and cracked.  "CALL LIGHTNING!" Marcus shouted, but
was barely heard as instantly a deafening crack tore
the sky asunder, accompanied by a blinding bolt of
lighting that arc'ed from the sky to the giant,
then continued to the ground where it split the earth
apart and scorched the ground.

 Marcus gave a quick grin, showing that he wasnt
done yet.

 "ANIHILATE! ANIHILATE! ANIHILATE!!!" Marcus
hollered as magical energy cracked around him.  Just
as he finished, 3 black globes exploded against
the giants body in a massive black explosion.
"MAELSTROM!", Marcus stood from his vantage point
and raised his arms, where a mass of black clouds
began to spiral around him.  Winds picked up and
rain began to pelt the ground in torrents.  The
giant fought furriously to escape the winds but
to no avail.  "FIREQUAKE!" Marcus hollored as the
ground shook and spit torrents of molten rock into
the giant as he was being thrown into the ground
by the gale force winds.  Marcus watched in glee
as the giant attempted to crawl out from the 
shaking ground. "Oh die already... ", Marcus said
gathering energy.  "Meteor!" Marcus spoke. As the
eye of the storm broke up as it was split apart
by a screaming chunk of rock.  The flaming meteor
impacted with a massive explosion, which seemed
to leave Marcus unscathed as he stood there and
watched the massive ammounts of rock and rubble
fly through the air.
 
 When the smoke cleared Marcus gave a quick
sweep of his surroundings untill he was sure the
giant was dead, then floated gently to the ground
and returned to normal form.

 "GOOD LIGHT SHOW!" A voice hollered in his ear.
Marcus spun around quickly to find himself
face to abs with an 8 foot 4 inch towering mass
of muscle and scar tissue.
 
 "DAMNIT DOYTE!  Dont do that!" Marcus yelled.

 "Whats a matter little brother???  I hurt your
puny weak ears?"

 "First!  Im not your brother.  We share a
father!  Thats it!  Second, Dont ever give my
sparring partners Chi Training!"

 "Ha... Whats a matter bro? Tooooooo strong for
ya?", Doyte said mockingly as he nudged an elbow
in Marcus' face, being too tall to do it to his
side like your supposed to. "You just be happy
he didn't use the Big Mean Psionics I gave him."
Doyte continued, still with a mocking tone.

 "WHAT????!!!", Marcus screamed.  But Doyte just
turned and walked away.

 "Next ones getting Tempor-a-mal magics..." Doyte
murmured as he opened a hidden door.  "And get
a shower!  You sweat like hell when you go
ugly looking like that!"
 
 "I cant belive he shares the same bloodline as
me..."  Marcus sputtered as he made his way to
the door.