Nijuu rose slowly from her seat, and walked towards Grey. "I suppose I could give it a try." She said, as she took the helmet.

Grey patted the seat behind him, as he put on his silver shades, "Once on, I recommend you hang on tight, we'll be going quite fast."

Name :Revan
Age: Unknown
Race:full blood reaper

Weapons:his twin claw blades and vairous poisons as he acts as an assassin when he is not reaping

Abilities: control over shadows can use them to teleport and use them a method to kill but doing so causes him to feel tired and fatigued but it also results in death for the enemy
Strengths: fast, skilleds bladesman, smart, cunning

Weaknesses: light and other holy powers being a creature of the dark



Revan comes up to Rein and Cecil
"you guys look like you are having fun" He says with a chuckle

Mawthrough simply clicked his fingers and water came pouring through sudden holes in the walls.
"You and your waterfalls, honestly..."
He winked.
"You know, we're still naked. I wonder what we could do with that..."
He seductively guided her backwards to the bed until he was on top of her, the water pooling around them.
"So..." he purred, dipping one finger in the water and running it down her exposed chest.
"Having fun?"

'Firstly, you know that I don't remember who I was, not that I care.' It leaned closer, its face inches from its creator. 'Secondly, if you're trying to provoke me, I'm incapable of emotion, I just mimic it. But if I did feel it...' It grabbed Darkion by the throat, and lifted him up.
'I'd be doing something like this, wouldn't I?'

Drake offered his hand to Lilith. 'Like I said, 'backstage'.'

'Err...' Kai stood there uselessly. 'What do I do?'

Nijuu looked back at Kai, then to Grey. "We can't just leave him here." She said without thinking.

"What are you going to do now?"
Darkion sneered coldly in the thing's face.
"Threaten me. Hurt me. Stomp on me. Yet at the end of it all, I'll just walk away laughing and you can go curl up and die in whatever rotten hole you call home again. You pathetic wretch. How childish. How immature. How weak."

Mawthrough looked into her eyes.
"You tell me..."
His lips brushed hers.
"What do you want to do...?"

Jim Slim Badabim woke up again and looked around.
"The fights are starting again? Oh hoo-ey, this should be a fine set o' throwdowns!"

Grey sat there, thinking for a moment, "That is a problem.....hmm.......how about we........" At that moment, his phone rang, and with a sigh, Grey answered it, only to see a simple text message from the Coliseum organization. He gripped his phone tightly before placing it back into his pocket. He sat there, thinking, wondering what to do, "I guess, you could take him back to your home then.......they scheduled me for another fight in the Coliseum.......I don't know if I'll survive this one.....sorry.....if I've wasted your time Nijuu, if I come back, I'll.....see you back at your home.......sorry........" As he said this, he stepped off his motorcycle, locked in in place, took the keys, and left via a shadow portal, a look of despair on his face as he passed through it.

As this occurred, a person, completely whose body and face was completely covered by a massive, tattered cloak, began walking toward the diner, the air of Oblivion around them.

Grey appeared in the Coliseum, within the stands, the presence of Genesis felt within him from many around the area. His next fight would be against Geezer.

Leo walked back into the stands from signing up for the match after this one."Hmm let's see if he can win this one" he said in a low observant tone.

Grey's hands shook. The man he was set to face, could have been the champion long ago, but chose instead, to stay in the number two spot, so that he could fight as much as his heart desired, and challenge whomever he wished as well. The man would beat him into the ground, if he made one mistake.

It bared its teeth again. 'If I'm childish and immature, what does that make you? You're the one throwing petty insults.'
The hand it held Darkion's throat in formed into a crab-like pincer. 'And the last time we met, you were the one that ran!'

He took her hand, and a second later they were in the catacombs, were the Colosseum fighters were preparing. 'Now, use that damned crystal and find us something.'

He looked at Nijuu, 'Any idea what we're supposed to do now?'

Revan chuckles
"Hey thats not very nice ill have you guys now that im a first rate reaper and assasin but if you don't mind me asking which one of you is Gerald heard there was a small price on his head so came here to collect."
He says sitting taking a seat on a nearby rock deciding not to participate in the fight.

Grey's match was to occur in five minutes, so he jumped down into the Coliseum just as Geezer, did, and the barrier rose. He reached to his side, only to find that Midnight was gone. He frantically searched, reaching into the shadows to find it, only to come up with nothing.

Spectre stood in the crowd, holding the young man's prized gunblade, "He'll have to depend on that other blade....for this match......."

Geezer, the massive, old knight, approached the young one, readying his hammer for battle.

With a long sigh, Grey pulled from the shadows, a black blade, of celestial origin, sleek as obsidian, sharp as diamond, and as dark as the very soul of Genesis. He readied the weapon, knowing he would have to fight up close for this match.

Mawthrough gave a slight laugh.
"Come now Chastity, you're not fooling me..."
He ran a finger along her chest to her lips.
"When a man and a beautiful woman are naked, wet - in more ways than one from the looks of it," he smirked with a raised eyebrow, "and on a bed together, what usually happens? I know you're not innocent, I want to hear you say it..."

Darkion laughed, completely ignoring the threat of the claw.
"It's simple, you pest. You ran out of entertainment value."
He reached up, the first resistance since the creature picked him up, and prised the claw apart with surprising strength.
He landed and dusted himself off.
"Now then, I've had enough taunting you. You ran out of value again. Tut tut. Do try and come up with some more tricks..."

Jim Slim Badabim was watching Grey, and in more particular the energy he possessed.
"Let's see what you do with it, boy..."

Grey held Sidewinder in front of himself, with both hands, prepared for Geezer's first attack. With blinding speed, the old knight had gone from being over two hundred feet from Grey, to being within ten feet. With barely enough time to react, Grey sidestepped as the massive hammer slammed into the ground next to him, the hammer wielded by Geezer, the wall of might before the champions. However, Grey did not anticipate Geezer slamming his elbow into his gut, which launched him forty feet, right into the barrier. Before he could hit the ground, the old knight grabbed him by the neck, and slammed him into the ground.

The old knight shouted out, "This isn't the minor leagues anymore boy, fight or die, this is the Coliseum!!!" Grey could barely understand what was going on at this time, until what seemed to be a black pulse sounded throughout his body, yet he didn't feel Genesis' control over him.