In Search of Answers

[DEMENTIS]

He dodged, his speed matching--if not exceeding--that of Darius."Oh, look...He thinks he's people," Dementis taunted. "Boy, you just bought yourself a world of trouble. You haven't even seen a glimpse of what I can do. You want to play rough, kid? I'll show you rough..."

With that, he went to his true form. He now towered over Darius, appearing to be part white tiger, part man. He now wore pure white, with a sleeveless, white jacket that was unopened. "You still wanna piece of me, Darius? He had claws on the ends of his fingers, and he had his hand outstretched.

"Let's see what you got..."

[Darius Martin]

Ty was as fast as Darius was afraid he was. Which meant that he was probably just as strong and had the same healing abilities. And apparently other powers besides. This was out of his league. Still, he thought he had a chance. Ty wasn't as angry as he was. That had to count for something, didn't it? Then Darius's world got knocked to the ground with a lead pipe when Ty changed into a large, half-tiger thing. Darius said the first thing that came to mind, which was, quite naturally, "What the fuck?"

Still, there really wasn't anything for it at this point. Running wouldn't solve all that much, since Ty could catch him. Only one thing to do, really. He gripped his shard of glass a little tighter, ignoring the fact that the edges were cutiting his hand. He jumped forward, but this time he didn't move in a straight line. He angled himself towards the wall of the library.

His feet connected with the wall and he pushed off, aiming for Ty like an arrow.

[DEMENTIS]

Ty saw it coming, but dodging everything was no fun. So, he took the glass in the shoulder. He roared in pain, practically in Darius' ear. However, when the glass when into his shoulder, he grabbed onto Darius, hanging on tightly to his midsection as they went down. Then, he formed a flame, lighting Darius' shirt on fire before letting go and pulling the glass out of his own flesh.

"What's the matter? Can't take the heat? Well, too bad. Welcome to Hell..."

[Darius Martin]

Darius stumbled away from Ty, screaming. Being set on fire hurt even more than someone would imagine. He pulled his shirt off of and threw the flaming rags to the ground. He had some burns on his chest, but they were already starting to heal. In a few minutes, it would be like that never happened. In the mean time, it hurt like hell. He considered trying to run, but then he noticed something.

Ty was still bleeding. The wound from the glass hadn't sealed itself up. So he can't do everything I can do. If he can't heal himself, I can win this. Paladin looked around for a new weapon. He was strong, but he wasn't too keen on the idea of attacking this thing with his bare hands. His eyes fell on something a few feet away from him. A metal trashcan full of God knew what.

Paladin covered the distance in an instant, picked it up easily, and threw it length-wise at Ty.

[DEMENTIS]

Ty caught the trash can, but staggered a bit. His shoulder hurt from the glass, but he kept on. After all, he'd faced much worse. He set the entire trash can ablaze, then threw it back.

However, the throw was off balance. The trash can flew, but lopsided, straight at Darius. The flaming trash spilled out at him first, followed by the flaming trash can.

Then, Dementis rushed full speed, only when he was sure the can would hit first. He was bigger and faster, but Darius might have had the strength advantage; and he could heal. But Dementis had experience. All he had to do was use his speed and size, not giving him any breathing room.

Dementis charged full speed, hoping to ram his massive body into the half-breed.

[Darius Martin]

Darius had been prepared for the possibility that Ty would catch the trash can. He had also expected that it might be thrown back at him. What he hadn't counted on was the fire. The majority of it missed him, but some scraps of flaming refuse struck him, burning his flesh. The trash can almost hit him, but he smacked it away. No sooner had he deflected it, though, than something much, much larger hit him a whole lot harder.

Ty's full bulk crashed into Darius's chest. On impact, he felt several ribs break. He flew several feet backwards and landed on his back. He lay there for a few moments, his head spinning and his body hurting in ways that he had never even imagined possible. And yet already, it was healing itself. Not instantly, but his ribs were slowly beginning to reform. He lay twitching, trying to recover.

[DEMENTIS]

Dementis rolled to his feet quickly. Then, he lunged at the fallen Darius, sinking his claws wherever he could.

"What's the matter? Insanity too tough for ya?" He taunted. This is what he lived for, fallen foes. He wasn't going to kill Darius, by no means. He was going to let this fight drive him over the edge. Then, he sunk his teeth into Darius' shoulder, exposing his own, wounded one.

[Darius Martin]

Paladin screamed in pain. He'd never been bitten like that before. Everything hurt so much more than he expected it to. Darius could really only think of one thing to do. So he said, "You want insanity? Fuck you!' Then he did the first thing he could think of. He bit into Ty's wounded shoulder.

At the same time, Darius drove his knee into Ty's ribs. And, ignoring his better judgment, he stung a fist at Ty's head. He wasn't really thinking about it anymore. He just wanted to hurt whatever this thing was.

[DEMENTIS]

Dementis growled as he was bitten, then hit. Sure it hurt, but it pissed him off that much more. He pushed himself up before thrusting his hands against Darius' shoulders, putting his nose inches from Darius's.

"You don't get it," he snarled. "I don't want insanity. I am insanity."

Then, his ears perked up. Sirens. He hopped to his feet. Someone called the police. "Handle the cops...Have fun...You know, so much to do, so little time, and all that bull."

[Darius Martin]

Cops? Fuck. Darius didn't think about what he did next. He just acted. He used all his speed and ran behind a dumpster at the back of the alley. He wasn't sure if he could lift it, but he was sure as hell going to try. He managed to get his fingers under it and then his hands. He strained every working muscle in his body, trying to lift the thing. He couldn't get it up too high, but he did get it to the point where he could do something with it.

He flipped it towards Ty with all of his strength. The Dumpster flew through the air. Darius collapsed onto his knees, completely exhausted. Even the healing wasn't helping his fatigue very much. He watched with rapt eyes, hoping to see the dumpster crush the tiger.

[DEMENTIS]

Dementis watched, amused at the half-breed. But he was distracted when the sirens got closer. It was time to go; there were other souls to drive insane. That, and he wasn't about to get caught by the cops. So, as the dumpster neared him, he disappeared in a flame; gone in the blink of an eye, and the dumpster hit the wall behind where Dementis once stood....

[Darius Martin]

Darius saw Ty disappear in a flash of fire. He cursed. Then he heard the sirens and cursed louder. He looked around for a way out. If he just ran out of the alley, it'd be pretty obvious that he had been involved and he wasn't sure of his ability to get lost in a crowd. He looked around. There had to be some way.... Then he saw it. Not far from where the dumpster had landed was a lower roof.

Darius climbed on top of the dumpster and then onto the roof. Then, he was running off, climbing onto higher and higher roofs. He didn't have any destination. He just wanted to run from everything that was happening. What the hell was that guy? And what am I? What's going on?! What's happening?

[[OOC: This thread is titled "In Search of Answers" and it ended in a fight. So, the morals of this thread are:

1.) Violence is the answer
2.) Insanity fights dirty
3.) Even in New York City, there are somethings that will make people call the cops.]]