Beer, Blood and Beatings }{ (Open)

[Onas Knox]

Onas got his eye cleared enough to see out of, but his rest was very short lived. The man closed again, a heavy substantial kick impacted his thigh, the pain was crippling. How could a man at least ten years his senior have so much power? He showed little sign of fatige as well. Three more quick jabs from his forward left side came in. As they were straight punches they lacked power, but to say that is missleading. Onas felt each impact with the horrid realization of how much power the man held back. Each punch felt like a pool ball had been thrown at him. Onas leg gave way with the kick, and now his chest was on fire. He got his arm tucked by the third hit, and absorbed the impact. Fear started to take him. His felt like he was in a dream he'd had. When every hit had no power, and his enemy laughed as...

Clairabella brought him back. Her voice came through the crowd like she was next to him. Onas remembered what she'd shouted moments ago. The man reared for a haymaker of sorts. His left leg was forward. This was the moment. It takes a minute to tell, but it happened in only fractions of a second. Oj droped as his opponant recoiled his right arm for the attack. As gravity pulled him down, Onas turned with all he had, allready releasing his right leg, and thrusting against the ground with his hands to gain momentum, spinning his sweep into the Bella's target, the left leg.

Onas wouldn't give any more ground. This was the last time he backed off. One way or another, this giant was coming down!

Onas thought in bursts as he swept. Finish sweep, roll forward, pinn his chest down with knee. Open up on his face, keep swinging. That's the key, you swing untill he stops swinging himself.

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Sidney had gained the chance to finish the fight he had knocked his opponent around enough now with all those hits landing at this point he could tell Onas was coming to an end of his ability to carry on. David would not beat Goliath this time around. As the man was in a daze it seemed like he was going to go to the mat.

it seemed though Onas had a different idea of how the events would play out. He went down and swept at Sidney's knee. He didn't have time to react to it and the foot colided with his knee. He Didn't just sweep Sidney but send him falling to the ground in pain. His knee let out a loud pop. It wasn't the first time that had happened but never so squarely and perfectly powerful like that.

Sidney dropped to his back his face tightened in pain, a pain he had to get over and quick as Onas had already made his way over him. Sidney began to try to get back up but was pushed back down by a knee. Then he began to swing, he had a plan and it was going exactly as he would want it. He had regained control of the fight and Sidney would need to return fire before it was to late. Getting back on his feet would not be easy and once he was there it would be hard to keep that way with his knee who knows what he had done to it.

Sidney put his hands up and guarded his face as best he could. A deep breath drew in to his chest. One hit, two hits, then three he guarded as best he could. He cought the timing of the hits and went for his strike. bath hands raise up in balled fists and struck the man on his leg pinning him as hard as he could muster. As soon as they contacted his leg his hands slid open and wrapped around his leg in an effort to pull his body toward himself trying to lay him out over the top of him. If it worked it would prevent him from being able to strike and then it would become a game of grappling for superior position.

[Onas Knox]

Onas rolled up to the giant in a smooth motion. His knee came down, pinning the man just as he'd pictured it, and he started swinging, A right, then a left. Two outside punches. The third punch was with his right, the guy had his arms up, and was blocking everything. He swung from hig, trying to smash the guys fingers, but he got his arm raised in time to stop it. The next left should do it.

As he brought down his left fist, intent on mangleing the giants steel arm, he felt a crunching explotion in his leg! Onas reeled back for a moment, but it was enough time for his man to regain ground. He sat up quickly, pulling himself up with his own leg.

Onas lept at him, ignoring the pain in his chest, leg, arm, ribs and even his eye. He snaked his left forearm under his opponent's outstreched arm, snatched ahold of his head, and put him into a half nelson. Once he got his grip, he secured it by locking his hands together, then he ripped his legs under him, and squeesed, rolling his upper body to gain torque. This was it. He had him.

Onas fought to maintain control. Blood dripping down his face, making a streak of red that slid past his nose, and down the front of his lips. He sucked in some of it, tasting the copper and salt of blood and sweat together. He blew against the left side of his lips, and jerked his head to clear it away.

The man's head was in his bruised ribs, and as much as he wanted to hold this, it was painful to him just to squeeze. His left arm was also on fire from absorbing all that damage earlier. Onas hated to admit it, but if he didn't pass out and now... He wouldn't have the strength to maintain this hold.

'Damn it' He thought, and squeezed harder, whit hot pain shooting through his side. He saw Claire, hanging on the ropes, not seven feet from him. She had black dots floating around her. His vision still hadn't cleared, which meant his head hadn't either. Onas shook his head again, and spit the blood from his mouth. A little longer. Just a little longer.

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Sidney's attempts had pulled the man's attention off of trying to strike and moved him in to his next attack. He managed to get Sidney in to a half nelson. He could tell it was hard for him to hold but he was holding tight. Sidney could feel the lack of oxygen kicking in. With his hand that was locked up behind him he grabbed his head by the back of it and pulling it toward him.

The other hand began to strike at the side of his pelvis, hopefully pulling his attention away from his head. Then Sidney grabbed his pulling it back by the hair in hopes of braking his grip around his neck. With his feet still free he rolled to his belly and tucked his knees under himself His hand that was striking hat the mans pelvis pushed up from the ground now in an effort to raise the two men from the ground. Once he was upright on his knees he launched three strikes over his shoulder at the mans head. Though the blows wouldn't be to powerful he would need to let a hand go to stop him.

Sidney dive his chin in to the mans arm and slid his other hand in to his grip dropping him lose of him. Sidney quickly scrambled to his feet and repositioned himself to strike the man sending a blow at his back while he was trying to regain his position. When Onas got himself repositioned as well the two of them now face to face waiting to make a strike on each other.

[Onas Knox]

Onas' hair was shorter that it used to be, but as God was his witness, before he entered this ring again, he'd shave it off. The guy managed to get a good strong grip on his hair, and started... peeling Onas off of him. Then came the attacks.

Onas felt a fist pound away at his exposed side, nailing him in his pelvis, the joint of his leg flexing under the pressure. He felt the guys panic and tightened his grip. He didn't expect the shooting pains through his side to worsin but with the blows to his butt, it actually made the pain more intense.

A sudden force bursted under them, and the guy lifted them both off the ground, it was incredible that he had so much fight left in him. Onas choked him harder, wincing through the pain in his side as they rose. He stood up on his toes, and leaned back in an effort to press the guy back to the ground, but he must have gotten his feet under him. Onas just didn't have enough actual wieght to physically keep him down. Still, he started to wain. Then three hard punches came from an impossible angle. They lacked the power that Onas had begone to assosiate with the giant, but it was enough to cause the black dots in his eyes to worsin.

The giant dug his chin into Onas' arm and then lurched up, crashing into his back with that power he seemed to have lacked only a moment ago. Onas couldn't take it anymore, he let go and jumped away. When he spun around, they were only a very short distance apart. He could feel the breath of the giant raggedly whoosing against his exposed chest. So he was human after all...

Onas drove at him, gripping the sides of his sweat ladin head, and bashed his forehead into the giants mouth as hard as he could. His world erupted in white shocking pain. It wasn't the best idea he'd ever come up with, that was for damn sure. Onas stumbled back, his legs wavering. There was fresh blood on his face, he wiped at it, but at this point, he wasn't sure who's blood it was. The giant looked a tad disoriented as well. He stumbled a second, and then looked at his opponant. Onas' mouth hung open a bit, and his eyes arched high with exhaustion and glazed over with dazed, dulling pain. He held up a limp hand, signaling a momentary truce.

"You wanna..." he slurred, "...take a.. break for a sec..." he asked side stepping as his world leaned left. The giant nodded, and onas just shook his head as he headed for his stool.

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Onas came at Sidney with a vengeance. Sidney had to give him one thing he was not the type to give up. Before Sidney could react to him he had taken hold and headbutted him at full force. As he pulled back he could see blood on Onas' face but it hadn't come from Onas this time. He had smashed open Sidney's brow.

Sidney was seeing stars as the colossal collision ended, enough to make him stagger back a step. It seemed like an hour of standing there face to face with the room spinning before anything happend. Onas had held up a hand trying to signal to Sidney that they should take a pause. Normally Sidney wouldn't go for it as this would be the chance to finish thing but Sidney himself was in need of a moment to regain himself as well.

At first Sidney just stood there but it was only a second before he responded by throwing his guard down comepletely. "Yeah.... just a... moment pause." He replied as he stumbled to his corner and wrapped his arms around the ropes and dropped in to his seat. Getting up at the end would be the challenger His knee was throbbing and he could hardly put pressure on it at the moment. It was closing on time for him to call the match if he didn't finish things soon.

[Clairabella Corinth]

Clair watched on still hanging on the ropes as the two men fought on like two unstoppable forces. She realized even if she could have fought better the fight would not have ended between them Onas could take hit after hit and just keep coming back, it seemed as though there was nothing that could stop him. Though the other man could dish out a hell of a round of hits be wasn't stopping Onas.

When the two men got up from the mat Onas delivered a blow that resonated through out the place. They both were stunned by it and with some luck they agreed to take a moment to recover. At this point the fight in the center ring had completely ended and most of the place was focused on this match.

When Onas headed to his corner Clair made her way over to the stool to talk to him while staying on the ropes. When he got close she realized he had been losing a lot of blood from his wounds and his pupils suggested a concussion. As he got closer she realized he was going to take a seat before he could get there she kicked his stool off the ring. "Oj. come here, stand up." She said to him.

When Onas got close to her she leaned over the ropes and grabbed his arm pulling him in to the rope so he could lean on it. She now stood just on the other side of the rope with a hand wrapped around him to help him stay standing with less effort.

"Oj, You got this fight. He is limping along in that leg you hurt it bad so know that he will not be able to turn his body or advance as quick as he used to ok." She started, she had more of course. "His right shoulder has scares on it from a prior wound. He will not be able to deliver as string of a blow from that side. Get a hold of that arm and twist it around behind him and you will disable that arm. If you can do that you have him weak on both sides. Just keep making him circle and he will begin to slow down."

It was a wall of words to take in in his current state but it would help him, she had to keep him actively thinking at this point so he would stay standing. She jumped down for only a second to grab a glass of water off a table and bring it up to him. Then she was right back up there and helping hold him up again. He could take down this giant.

[Onas Knox]

"Oj come here, stand up" Bella soothed him as Onas wandered to his corner in a rough daze. Bella kept him on his feet. He was tired, and his head was spinning in fifteen directions at once. His ribs were bruised from the Giant's wailing, and from Claira's double legged kick earlier that evening. His eye bled uncontrollably, and his left arm hung loosly at his side. Let's not even mention his thigh.

"Bella.." Was all he managed to say, she never let him finish. Instead, she coached him on how to stay in the fight.

It was intriquing, even in his daze, he understood. She was trying to comfort him. To help him stay on his feet. Onas was grateful, but he couldn't bring the words up. She didn't seem to mind, in fact, she seemed only to focus him more.

His mind tried to wander, but he couldn't get his focus off her words. Perhaps it was exaustion, he couldn't do anything but listen. She hit the leg again, stay on his leg. Got it. His right arm was weaker? Could have fooled Onas the way he swung lead and steel from it. But at the moment, Claira seemed so absolutely sure, how could he doubt her? Circle him, wear him down, stay moving.

Somewhere deep down, Onas heard that voice inside him again. 'Keep swinging' it said, 'that's the key, you swing till he stops swinging.'

Maybe Bella was right, maybe he still had a chance. He tried to turn around and look at Goliath, but she snatched his chin around to face her. He started to slump over the ropes as she dissapeared, it must be time to go again. That was fast...

Claira returned with water, She helped him drink it for a moment. He must have looked tired, because the ice cold liquid was suddenly pouring over his face, the bands of recycled water seeping into his cuts, stinging, but refreshing.

It washed over him like light in a field. The heat of his face, the sweat of his chest, the burning desire to never quit. Onas shivered. He leaned back, and stood up on his feet, using the rope for support less now.

He looked into Bella's eyes, she was talking again. She pointed at Goliath, and repeated herself. "Don't quit."

[Sidney Bainbridge]

SIdney sat there in his corner looking directly at Onas just watching him. There was a young woman there with him taking to him. There was so much noise in the room that he couldn't hear what was being talked about but it was surely a coaching effort. Sidney just smiled at them both as they stood in the corner.

Sidney had no one to caoch him along in his corner and sitting there wasn't helping it seemed that Onas' coach was smart enough to not let him sit keep him up and not getting stiff. It was a smart move that was for sure. After a moent of them talking and Onas running water down his front he just burst in to a bellowing laugh. Sidney's laugh were about his foolishness of getting back in the ring and the sight infront of him.

Back in his time he remember standing there in this very ring in the same situation. Fighting a man who outsized him and had years of skill on him. He ley hung up in the corner with a young woman there trying to keep him moving, trying to keep him fighting. She was long since gone from his life of course, long since gone from the world even. It wasn't the happiest of memories but a memory none the less.

Sidney finally stood himself up from his corner and walked forward to the center of the ring to signal he was ready to begin again. This time it would be to end the match and get back to ringside to relax and remember why he shouldn't do this again.

[Clairabella Corinth]

Glad poured the water down Onas' face trying to get him completely back to reality and to cool him off.

Clair hung on to Onas a second longer as Sidney let out a laugh across the ring. She paid it no attention it didn't matter if the old man was laughing because of the beating or if it was because he thought he had it. All that mattered was making sure Onas was ready to go back in there and win this thing.

She grabbed him by his chin and moved his eyes back to hers. She looked right in to his eyes. "Don't quit Oj. You don't quit. You knock that gou niang yang de out of the ring if you have too, But don't you quit you hear me?" She pointed to Sidney, then added "Don't Quit."

By this point Sidney had gotten back up and was moving to the center of the ring. "Your just about done now." She said as she let her arm fall from around his back to allow him to get ready to move again.

[Onas Knox]

Onas turned to face his opponant again as Claira dropped her arm from his shoulder. This guy was a beast, he just didn't look phased at all. Onas dropped his head and breathed in a lungfull of air. He nodded to Claira over his shoulder, and lifted his weary arms.

The pain in his head wasn't gone, if anything, it felt worse. He had a headache, and it was starting to pulse behind his right eye. 'Great,' he thought, as this was his good eye. His left was coated in blood at this point, but the break had been long enough to get it cleared of his eye's socket, and for the time being, he would simply have to make due. He thought about Claira's last words, 'don't quit, your just about done now.' It was encouraging, even though it might have sounded contrite, it felt good to have someone at his six. It gave him strength, he needed that here.

The Giant was standing ominusly in the center. Onas let his gaurd drop as he walked to the middle, and held his fist low for a second touch up. He had only taken three breaks in a bout in his life, and those were real beatings like this one. But in those, his opponants had always gave a second touch-up, so it felt like the right thing to do.

Once they tapped, Onas put his fists up to cover, and struck with his left, then a second left. Not so quickly as before, he changed his tempo, but not enough. As he threw his second, it he realized that this was the same tactic he'd used all night. It only took a moment, but he decided to mix it up.

As he started to throw his favorite hard right, he feigned, and threw a swiping left hook instead, even as he did this, he felt his mistake, his right hand was too far down, his head was over exposed, and he'd taken to many hits allready.

It was to late to correct it though, he had commited, he drove with his third left, hooking towards the giant's kidney. One good thing about such a big enemy, they had big bodies. Big targets were hard to miss. And human bodies just didn't have enough meat to protect some areas from repeated poundings.

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Finally the other man came and joined him in the middle of the ring. They tapped off and the fight began, Onas was quick to begin his assault on him with what seemed to be his normal start to a fight. He lead off with a pair of lefts, they were slow and less powerful then they had been before and were an easy pair to block.

As soon as those two were put down Sidney move to block a right hook but instead it came from the left as well catching Sidney off guard and landing against his kidney. It was a powerful hit and it defiantly had hit its target. Sidney had allowed himself to expect what was coming a flaw he would have to avoid again.

As the left hook landed he saw the mans right hand had drifted. Sidney gritted his teeth and went for a strike of his own. He crossed his left arm in front of his own face and swung the back of his fist at the man's exposed neck. It wasn't to powerful but it was only to distract from his right coming toward the point where Onas arm met with his torso.

Sidney had come to realize this man was going to fight on till the end so he would need to focus on removing his ability to fight by weakening his joints. If that was doable he could force him to the mat in brute strength.

Sidney pushed himself in closer to the man and and brought his right knee up striking at the side of Onas in an effort to get one more strike in against him. It was hard for Sidney to keep himself standing when he did this as his left knee wanted to buckle under his own weight.

[Clairabella Corinth]

Clairabella Climbed up to where she was standing on the bottom rope and watching from there. She saw Onas making his strikes at Sidney he had started out like he usually did with two from the left and one fromt he right but this time he skipped the right and went for a third left instead landing it hard on Sidney. This was what he needed to do change things up and put him down.

Sidney's returned were hard as well and it would be punishing if those hits landed on Onas. Onas would have to fight through though and get to that shoulder. It seemed Sidneys last set of strikes put his arm in just the right position for Onas to take control of his shoulder and injuir it as well. If he could manage that he would have crippled the giant enough to give Onas the upper hand at this point.

She cheer for Onas from teh side of the ring fighting to keep herself from jumping inside of it to get close. This fight needed to be over is all she could think of at this moment.

[Onas Knox]

Goliath blocked his first two swings, but the third found it's way home, Onas jerked his torso, adding flavor to the heat. He thought the giant was going to cover his face, still trying to block the right that Onas had no intention of throwing. His left hand came for the block, only to late did Onas see his hand crispin into a fist, and swing out. The whole of his vision was filled with a wall of muscle, as the steel power caught him full in the head, from the pounding side of his headace! To add insult to injury, he brought in one smooth motion, a right handed strike that followed into Onas left shoulder, Catching him compleatly off gaurd.

That was a new one.

That was what he was planning, did this guy hear Bella? Was that a head game, or some random coincedence? It didn't hurt as bad as he thought it was supoose too, maybe he just had tough shoulders, or maybe he was going into shock. Onas had heard that when people get shot, their bodies go into shock from an overload of pain. The brains natural defence against bleeding out or something. The thought randomly wandered through his mind, was that happening to him?

Goliath wasn't done yet. He came with a right leg, the bone of his kneecap like a suckerpunch with a three foot gain! It felt like he'd knocked Onas' lungs into his underarms. Onas doubled over the man, his breath gone, and a moment of 'Oh la shi' overtook him. 'Don't quit.' He stumbled against the giant, covering himself with his hands, trying to keep his composure against taking another hit, before he coughed air into his lungs.

Onas wanted to headbutt the guy so bad it almost happened, but he restrained himself, instead, he got his right arm around the guy, and gripped for all he was worth, tearing away at Goliath's kidney again and again, and another after that. The knuckles on his left fist started to hurt from the power of his punches, Onas refused to belive that the invincible giant felt no pain. As he struck again, blood from his eyebrow seeped into his eye again, he closed it and tried to shut out the now dull pain under his scull.

'Don't quit.'

He felt a crippling pain in his back, and his knees buckled and dropped from under him. The world had been spinning for a while, now it was quite calm. Was this what a death bell sounded like?

The Giant stepped away, for a moment, Onas felt like just dropping then and there. He felt the ropes with his left hand, but refused to use them.

'Don't quit...'

The only thing keeping him from passing out was sheer determination and tenacity. Without the aid of the ropes, he got his weak knee off the mat, his legs trembling under him, the mat's wet canvas dampining the jeans wrapped around his right knee. He put his bruised left hand on the mat, his right arm kept tucked against his side. Blood dripped into a triangle pattern in front of his eyes.

Onas stood.

[Sidney Bainbridge]

Sidney had finally crippled the man putting him in a position he wouldn't have the ability to fight on from. Sidney watched on as Onas slowly got himself up. It was time to call this match over and make it end.

A smile crossed his face. 'One hell a fight, I got to give you that' He thought to himself, and it had been one hell of a fight it was someone he would never step in to the ring to fight again making him only the second person he would have said that about in his life. Sgt. Marks was the only other one he had felt that way about before.

This was it the time had come it was going to hurt but it would finish the man off. Sidney stepped back a few paces to get the right distance for the attack. A deep breath come in to his lungs and he went charging at full rate. The distance close ten feet, then seven, then five.

Finally he was in position, his knee throbbing from the whole fight and the run only added to it. Then he pushed off with his left leg, not as strong as he would like but still moving like a mac truck at the man to finish it off. His right leg slung out controled but forceful at the man he was going to his him on the right side of his chest and send him flying or at least that was the hopes. Sidneys whole body raised from the ground and he was now nearly looking down on his target.