Revealed Secrets and Hearts Destroyed (Ayla/Open)

[eatingthemup]

Lucas was sitting in the great hall picking at some food. He wasn't really hungry but he knew that he needed to get something into his system. He hadn't eaten for days. He was too concerned about dieing. Even though he could die from startvation. He still hadn't gotten anywhere with the antidote. His parents still hadn't written him back and there was only about 12 hours left untill he had to meet Tom again.

Lucas picked at his food once again. "Man I really I am not hungry", he whispered to himself. He held his fork in his left hand and stabbed it into a small peice of chicken. It was dry because it had been sitting there for a good hour. Lucas had been sitting in the great hall for over 2 hours. All he was doing was thinking. The chicken was cold and didn't taste very good but he didn't care.

He then put his fork down and mumbled, "I'm done". He pushed the plate away from where he was sitting and then stood up. When he stood up he noticed that Ayla and that Paige girl that Adam got in a fight with were sitting together. He got up and moved to a closer seat because it seemed as if things were going to get interesting. Lucas was far enough away that if anything did happen that he wouldn't get in the way or injured but he was close enough that he could hear what they were saying.

Lucas continued to watch, and as he did things started to get worse. A fight was going to break out. Lucas was looking forward to thins because he hadn't seen a good fight in a while. WEll at least not one that he had to get involved in.

Then out of nowhere Paige punched Ayla right in the face. "HA!', Lucas blurted out. Lucas got excited. 'Yes a fight', he said to himself.

[Ayla Schultz]

Before her mind had comprehended it, or the actual pain had kicked in, Ayla felt a force smash into her face, making contact with her nose. Her head turned along with the blow, causing her to stumble for balance for a moment. But she didn’t say anything. She didn’t curse. She didn’t scream. Only a gasp was taking in through her parted lips. She stood still for a moment, but then turned her head back to Paige, fire in her eyes. A little drop of blood dripped from one nostril, but her nose was still formed as before, not broken as she had feared for a moment. The indescribable rush of pain and adrenaline, which she was far too familiar with, began to take control of her mind then.

“You know, that actually hurt for a moment.” Ayla said calmly, a fresh sarcastic laugh coming from the back of her throat. Yes, it had hurt, but she had taken a lot worse. This wasn’t one of her best hits, obviously, but she was sure that whatever she had up her sleeve, she would be able to deal with. Some fair experience in boxing helped as well, but she was actually looking forward to this fight. Paige wasn’t such a push-over.

Quickly, as if always been there, Paige took her stance on the table. A lot more people stared since the first blow was given, some gathering around them and cheering, yelling things along the lines of, ‘Bitchfight!’, ‘Kick her ass!’ and ‘Blood!’. How crazy people were nowadays. But Ayla ignored the comments, and instead let her eyes scan her surrounding. Her mind set on the first thing that caught her eye; a fork. Quickly, in one of her lightning fast movements, she reached for it, only to let her hand flash out to jam the semi-sharp object into the girl’s calf-muscle.

“Now we’re equal.” Ayla smirked wickedly, and in a few swift motions, had taken her own spot on the table. A punch was quickly thrown, launched at her opponents pretty face, before drawn back to a natural stance; feet spread for the balance she needed so dearly, her back slightly bent and fists defensively to cover her own face. “Bring it.”

[eatingthemup]

Lucas watched intently as the fight started to get underway. At least until some kid went and stood in his way.. He heard the remarks and thought, 'there is no need for that. It is only a fight. You just need to sit back and relax, because unless you plan on getting involved there is no point in beeing that close'. "Hey kid you wanna move out of the way so that some of us can see", Lucas said to the kid infront of him. The kid moved and found another place to watch from.

Lucas smirked when Ayla stabbed Paige with a fork. 'Ya from what Adam has told me that is deffinatly an Ayla move. And it looks good because Paige is a bitch', he thought to himself. Lucas was brought back to the fight between Adam and Paige. 'Man that was a heck of a fight, but unfortunalty I had to get involved because of that stupid Tasha.' Lucas's memory was then brought right back to the fact that he was going to possibly die soon. He thought of Tasha and then Cali and then Tom. When he thought of Tom he could only think of the fight between the two of them.

Lucas's mind was racing between different memories but it was soon broken when Ayla swung at Paige again.

[dymentadam]

Adam was walking through the halls heading towards the great hall for something to eat. He was starving. He hadn't eaten anything since last night. He was too worried about Lucas. He really didn't want him to die. Adam felt really bad about it all because he felt like it was all his fault. He was the one who got in the fight, which got Lucas involved and then he hit Cali and then I rated him out to Tom and now Lucas could die.

Adam has been helping Lucas with the research but he hadn't had any luck either. When Adam got to the great hall he noticed that there were a bunch of people all crouded around. Then he noticed that Ayla and Paige were standing on top of a table. Adam walked in even more and noticed that Lucas was sitting at another table watching. He walked over to him and sat down.

"Hey man whats going on here"?

[eatingthemup]

Lucas noticed that Adam walked into the room. Adam came and sat down beside him. "Um I don't really know what caused this but Ayla and Paige are going at it. It started by Paige punching Ayla and then Ayla stabbed her with a fork. Ayla then threw a punch at Paige and that is about where you walked in."

Lucas paused and looked at Adam. "I still havn't found anything on the condition and my parents havn't written back yet. It is really starting to worry me." Lucas turned away from Adam and the two of them continued to watch the fight.

As he watched he thought about all the stuff that had happened. He main thoughts were about Adam. He was kind of pissed at him. 'How could he do this to me. I know it's not all his fault, this would have happened eventually. But oh well there isn't really much I can do about it', he said to himself.

Lucas then looked back at Adam. His face told Lucas that he hadn't eaten in a while. Lucas summoned up some hot food and gave it to Adam. "Here eat this and don't worry about a thing". Lucas smiled and then turned back to the fight.

[dymentadam]

"Oh that sucks". Adam looked down. "Thanks", he said when Lucas handed him the food. Adam ate the food quickly. He was really hungry. When he was done he started to watch the fight. "GO AYLA!', he yelled. "KICK THAT BITCHES ASS"

Adam laughed. He didn't like Paige. She was alright untill the fight. 'Even though she got in my way when I blew up the library and when I was in the girls bathroom and for other stuff. Maybe she was sent to just get in my way. However I started the fight. So it was my fault, but still I don't like her', he said to himself.

Adam continued to watch the fight. He hoped that it would get more interesting.

[Paige Lucas]

Her head turned to the side as she took the blow. It was nothing compared to the ones she and Sean would go through while practicing on each other. Her leg did hurt like hell though. She really hadn't expected to be stabbed this soon into the fight.

Paige ripped the fork out of her leg laughing hysterically. "Are you really that petty that you would stab me not even a minute into this. Girl you have a lot to learn about fighting." She threw the bloodied fork to the ground. It clattered loudly even though the Hall was filled with shouts and calls.

She readied herself again and dived in. Paige delivered a hit to the girl's stomach, then stepped back to allow her to recover. "Still wanna do this?" She said whimiscally as she jumped off the table. To keep herself from being stabbed again she shoved all the cutlery way from the young girl's reach. "You look a little pale. How about we get some meat on those bones?" She grabbed a plate of meatloaf from the table and pushed it into to Ayla's face. "Eat it chickie!"

((OOC: I don't see it but okay...is that better?))

[eatingthemup]

(OOC -- Paige you are god-moding )

[amorte]

((Still godmodding hun, you are aiming a series of blows which leave no opportunity for her to dodge or respond which simply wouldn't happen in RL. A series of blows is okay but then you need to give her an outing for her response or it just becomes you controlling her.))

[Ayla Schultz]

(OOC: It's alright, guys. But, please, no god-modding. ^^)

A smirk of satisfaction immediately brightened her already damaged face at the succeeding of one of her dirtier attacks, and it only widened at her words. Yes, perhaps such an action would be considered as dishonorable, or whatever the true martial-artists called it, but in situations like these, or in any kind of street-fighting like conflict, it did not matter as long as it did of course weakened your opponent. And that was exactly what it had done, weakened her. She had no doubts that this so-called Paige would be limping around for at least a day or two, and the damage done to her body would only get worse as long as the fight continued.

“As do you, no doubt.” Ayla hissed through gritted teeth, and her attention was quickly drawn to the shiny piece of metal that clattered to the floor, the sound almost seeming to hypnotize her for a moment. It was a classic mistake however, as that was when she was hit once again by her opponent. Automatically in reaction to the blow just above the belt, Ayla doubled over, only to be slammed to her knees by another heavy force. The girl coughed, her eyes closing as she gasped for oxygen. Fuck, that bitch!

But Ayla could only smirk at her questioning, and a sarcastic laugh filled the air, cutting through the cheering of the surrounding crowd of students. If she still wanted to do this? Was that even a question? Hell yeah! A simple punch in the gut had taken her to her knees, but it would by far not be enough to make her back down from the fight. It only increased the pleasure she would feel with the next blow she gave.

“No, thank you!” With an annoyed yell, her hand flashed out to slam the plate of meat from Paige’s hand just a moment before it would hit her, sending it rolling over the table, pieces spread everywhere. Pushing herself up once more, she shifted smoothly onto one side, and swung one leg at the girl’s head with all force she had in her current position. And after a possible delivered blow, she glided off the table, and stood back upon her feet. Stepping closer, she went with her first option, and took a strong hold on the girl’s shoulders, only to pull herself closer and jam her knee into her stomach.

[Paige Lucas]

Paige had managed to duck before Ayla's foot could collide with her head, but once the girl grabbed a hold of Paige's shoulders she knew she was somewhat screwed. She attempted to block Ayla's knee with her own leg and hooked it behind her. With one firm pull Paige could bring both of them down, instead she twisted out of Ayla's grasp and side stepped her. Paige still ended up getting kneed in the hip, hard. She came up behind her to punch her hard in her right kidney.

She limped away slightly to examine her bleeding leg. It stung horribly but it was the last thing she could worry about at the moment. Paige braced herself for the next attack as she jumped back at Ayla.

[Ayla Schultz]

Unfortunately, though it didn’t come as such a great surprise, her attack developed differently as planned, her knee jamming into the girl’s hip instead of the stomach she had been aiming for. But it did not matter, a hit was a hit, and definitely a point if this were an official fight for a title. Of course, that was not the greatest way to describe it, seeing as this fight was indeed for a title, one that might still not be clear for their viewers, if only for themselves. Paige had denied it earlier, but this fight was in fact for the pretty Slytherin boy many girls dreamed to wake up next to, though Paige’s intentions were obviously different from hers. She was out for revenge, while Ayla had her pride to protect, plus defend her current relationship by showing this bitch it was serious business.

Swiftly, Ayla shifted along as Paige dashed to her side, just in time to block the punch launched at her side with her arm, kept relaxed until their arms made contact. The blow was hard, the strength of the muscles belonging to each causing her arm to shake as soon as the tension had faded. Ayla went to swing another punch at the girl, aimed for the side of her head, but only to miss by a near millimeter; she had stepped away.

Ayla chuckled darkly as Paige looked at her leg, but in the meantime, while her opponent was busy squirming, did not waste time on watching in amusement as she longed to do. No, she closed in on her in a split second, and sent her fist launching straight for her pretty face, only to be followed by another of it's kind. Her feet moved effortlessly across the ground with every punch she gave, shifting as the dominant hand changed each time to the other. Smirking wickedly, she went for one more punch, but this one, however, was different. She lowered herself through her knees slightly, and one fist was launched at her chin; a hit that would knock someone out if thrown correctly.

[Paige Lucas]

Paige felt the first punch to her face and quickly recovered to block the next one. She felt each move Ayla threw at her and fought back effortlessly. She began to move in time with the girl.

This last punch was different, it slammed into Paige's chin hard. She grabbed Ayla's hair and brought her down too. Paige rolled away from her and sat up. She smashed her right leg down hard onto Ayla's chest, then her left. She moved over to her and began to punch the girl's already bruised face.

With each hit she threw her anger at everything that had been happening diminished slowly. It's like all her pent up anger needed release and it just so happened to come in the form of a fight. Someone high and mighty had a twisted sense of humor, seeing as how it had to be a fight with this particular girl.

[Ayla Schultz]

Much to her displeasure and surprise, she was quickly thrown off her feet and taken down by a strong an not to mention painful grip on her colorful locks. The two hit the ground hard, and Ayla groaned loudly at the sudden rush of pain that was recognized by her brain. She was such a lucky bastard when it came to fights; landing on her shoulder, her bad shoulder, dislocated once and always been a rather weak spot. Her hand gripped her hurt shoulder tightly, her other busy with the task of pushing herself up. This was not good, definitely not good. Fighting on the floor was more lethal than anything for the inferior party, and the other had all the fun beating up their opponent. And that was exactly what she had just become, the inferior party.

Two hard blows connected roughly to her sternum, causing another loud groan to escape her lips. Fuck, this girl! This fucking bitch! She was going to get it! No way she would lose to this arrogant prep! Quickly, she released the grip on her shoulder, and brought both her hands firmly to the ground in an attempt to scramble back upon her feet. However, it was unsuccessful. A punch brought her back to the floor, and she quickly raised both arms to defend her face, wrapped around her skull in a near cage, only letting very few punches through.

It was hard to keep focused. Every time another blow was launched, she felt the rush of pain an adrenaline that always came along when taking such physical tension. Her mind raced through a million places, searching for options; giving up, letting her beat her and then make a come back, stab her to her fucking death. But no, it wasn’t like she would get anywhere with such actions. No, she had to get her off. And that was exactly what she did. She brought her legs up quickly, to her chest, muscles strong and tensed, her hands moving on the floor next to her head. “Get-“ With a powerful kick with both legs, she was released from the girl’s torture. “-Off!”

Now it was her turn to feel the pleasure of being superior. In only a matter of seconds, Ayla had pushed herself back to her feet, fire in her eyes and her pale skin darkened with her own blood, and had rushed over to Paige’s side. A strong kick in her side was sent automatically, in the pure hatred she felt for this girl. Another followed, and then yet another, her rage only growling with every hit. “You fucking skank!” The Slytherin dropped through her knees, but only to level herself once more with Paige, and had already began throwing a nearly unstoppable rain of punches. The loud yells, the cheers, filled her head, blocking the thoughts of her rational mind, and leaving nothing but the girl beneath her. It was getting out of hand.

[Paige Lucas]

Paige heard the young witch say something right before she felt a kick to her stomach. She rolled on the ground in pain, moaning. "Shit...." Ayla landed another kick to her side which caused her to cough up blood. Internal bleeding...wonderful. We're gonna kill each other.

She felt hit after hit upon her. Paige let the girl continue while she thought of what to do next. There was only one way out of this little bit of hell. Paige reached up at Ayla's face and grabbed her. She tangled her hand in the girl's hair and slammed her knee upwards into her.