Bacchus stood in the middle of the ring in an underground arena, yelling and pounding his shirt less-chest as the crowd around the ring cheered. Bacchus was a fighter that was one thing he was good at and it always helped when you skin could with stand bullets and you could increase the size of your hand as well as increase the density of it. Bacchus had yet to increase the size of his hands though because he was fighting normal humans in a cage match.

The crowd boomed their cheers as Bacchus took out another guy. The lights lit up the small battlefield and made it near impossible to see anywhere else outside of the caged ring. Bacchus smiled as the announcers voice echoed and drowned out the sound of the crowd, “Yet again our new Australian friend took out one of our veterans with ease.” The crowd cheered as Bacchus yelled throwing his hands up in the air trying to get the spectators more fired up. Bacchus then jumped up and down getting everyone fired up for the next match. The announcer spoke, “Is there anyone who wants to get the cage with The Fits of Thunder From Down Under?” Bacchus got goose bumps as he heard this new title; the announcer did a great job at getting everyone fired up. Bacchus raised his hands and let out a loud and thunderous roar, which reverberated throughout the stadium. Bacchus looked around waiting for his next challenger, thinking to himself, I only need one more win and I get five thousand dollars.

The tournament.

The one underground fighters have been waiting for. Blood, gore, violence and even death. This was the spectacle of the year. Leonardo sat outside of sight from the ring fighters. It was his tournament and in the end he could decide whether somebody would lose or win. He looked at the monitors cols to observe every movement made by the fighters. So far one stood out, he was the closest to winning the 5000g. Leonardo's wife had planned something more interesting for that final special match. Since it was never the intention to give away 5000g he liked his wife's idea and it would soon all be reality. In the end, maybe he would even gain some a new family member.

"Shall we dear?" Leonardo stood up out of his comfortable seat and accompanied by his beautiful wife they made their first appearance to the crowd. Until this moment, nobody knew he organized this tournament, nor who was handing out that much cash.

"Lady's And Gentlemen!, The one who made this dream for you fighters become real, the organizer and sponsor of the wonderful tournament, Mister Leonardo, Don, Corleone!" The crowd cheered but all Leonardo saw were pathetic apes. Apes who loved this violence, they could not be called mankind. The spotlight shone upon Leonardo and his wife beside him, "People, you came her for spectacular fights am I right? You came to see blood gore and even death right? Shall we make things more interesting?" The crowed loved it and cheered. "This man here in the ring, he has beaten up your fellow fighters and yet nobody stands his ground? I say to you, who ever gets a hold of him will gain an even bigger price. I don't care how many of you are needed to bring him down, just do so". Leonardo winked over to a family member and in an instant a chair was brought for him and his wife to enjoy the fight. Enjoy would not be the suited word, more like recruitment. It this young guy were to defeat them all there might even be some potential in him.

If only his grand father and father could see him now. A fine established family under his hand. Local shops paying up cash for "protection" Extortion, he dealt with it all. Cops nowhere to be found. Yes, they would be proud, but the family is still in growing phase.

"This man here in the ring, he has beaten up your fellow fighters and yet nobody stands his ground? I say to you, who ever get a hold of him will gain an even bigger price. I don't care how many of you are needed to bring him down, just do so".

Bacchus smiled as the man spoke and then sat down. Bacchus added a few words of his own he said it loud enough so the head honcho could hear him “ Hoo-wee to think this is my first time in America, Think I’m gonna like this place.” With a smile he started to stretch his arms as he shot a quick salute to the boss, the one who was gracious enough to organize the entire thing, “Thanks remind me to thank you nibs as your handing me the prize money.”

The crowd was starting to get more and more amped up and one after another people started to climb into the ring only to get tossed out like a used newspaper. The ring started to fill with more and more people itching to get their butts kicked. Dodging kicks throwing punches, this was Bacchus’s bread and butter he lived for this. A punch was thrown from Bacchus and it ended up hitting its target square in the gut. The guy ended up flying a few feet from the ring into the surging crowd.

The fight was going in Bacchus’s favor up until some of the bigger guys climbed into the ring, they were about as big as Bacchus if not bigger. Bacchus found him self getting pulled down to the ground, and getting buried in what looked like a great making for a dog pile. This was going bad, he needed he money he had to get it. His father and more importantly his friend’s lives counted on it. Bacchus tried to break free by trashing about but it was no use, his legs and arms were pinned the only thing he could do was use his power. Even though he didn’t want to it seemed like that was the only way he could get the cash.

Bacchus inhaled deeply expanding his lungs as large he could go causing his chest to become slightly larger than normal humans. It was easy enough to see if someone was looking at it but with all the commotion it would easily go unnoticed. The people around him started to lose their gripping as the arms and legs started to swell, which was all Bacchus needed. Bacchus let out a large unnatural roar from the swell in his chest as the people around him grabbed hold of their ears Bacchus broke free and was now standing.

Leonardo sat comfortably with his wife on his lap. The man had a gift, though would that gift be enough for him to win? The crowd may have loved what the man had done but Leonardo wasn't impressed yet. "My o my, may I dear?" His wife stood up and so did Leonardo. "The man with a talent, came here to this tournament to get some money, to be a show ape for this crowd. Your name could be so much more worth then show ape youngster. Only that is if you desire fame and wealth". "I'll make you a deal" He took a coin of out if pocket and showed it around the audience. "You choice which side it has to land on, if your right you walk away with your money, if your wrong I'll send in some more people". Leonardo smiled and threw the coin to the center of the fighting stage.

“Tails” Bacchus yelled out, as everyone seemed to watch, as the coin was about to land to the ground. Sweat dripped down Bacchus’s face and down his slightly altered body. He wanted tails he needed that money his friends back home needed him to get the money their lives depended on it. His friends, no his family meant every thing to Bacchus, if he couldn’t even get the money and they died because of him, Bacchus wouldn’t know what to do if that happened.

A figure in the rafters was watching from above through the fight.. a grin 'Well.. here goes nothing.. he did say he wanted tail.. so' With that the form of what seemed to be an Anthro-RedDragon fell towards the flying coin.. Landing with his right foot on the coin..

At the figure currently was wearing Steel Toe boots, Camo military issue cargo pants, Black T-shirt with a Camo Jacket over it, with the markings of an organizational patch on his chest.. which was not known by many.. The red scales covering his head glimmered in the light, as did his Amber Draconic eyes, as if there was a living fire behind them..

"You said tails.. and I got one" he knew what he ment, but was just joking around.. One of the random people from the stands started to run towards the newly arrived Dragon Dude. Red stood there not really looking at them, with nothing more then the corner of his eye.. when he got close enough - he simply grabbed him by the nap of the shirt - letting the motion of him running, to be used against him, causing him to be thrown directed over Bacchus's head...
"Donnow what's the rush there.."

Leonardo knew the coin would have hit heads, even though he could not see the result of his manipulation. A new fighter had entered the ring. Was it a lunatic in a costume? Or another mutant here in the ring.

Leonardo nodded at the announcer and watched as a man was thrown over the head of Bacchus by the newly arrived fighter. "Lady's and Gentlemen, as you can all so a new fighter has entered the ring in an attempt to defeat the challenging Bacchus! We call him: Red Dragon!" The crowed cheered as the name was called out. These people payed to see a spectacle and that's what they got. Leonardo wanted this fight to last long, real long. He wanted to see the endurance of the both of them, maybe even recruit one or both. He nodded again to the announcer, this time the fight would become even more interesting.

"People who have come to see gore, this is the moment! Don't go to the toilet or to get something to drink, watch closely as we make this fight more intense" The announcer took a hold of a sword and an double bladed Axe with spear point. As he threw the weapons into the centere of the ring he shouted "May the best win!"

Leonardo accompanied with his wife watched closely from the balcony, this would be interesting.

Bacchus’s luck once again didn’t favor him at all as he saw a half man half giant red lizard land on the coin. He looked him up and down coming to an obvious conclusion: He was a mutant. Bacchus cracked a grin as he looked at him and thought, ‘who still wears camo? Not many regardless if they are in any military organization, but this guy obviously wasn’t, who would want to give command to a mutant?’

"You said tails.. and I got one"

Bacchus’s started to laugh as the dragon looking guy told his bad joke and tossed the guy over Bacchus’s head. Yeah the joke was corny, but for the situation it was a pretty good one liner.

"Donnow what's the rush there.."

Bacchus the cocked his head around to take a look to the Big Boss to see his expression. Bacchus started to inhale and exhale listening to the small murmur of voices as an obvious mutant was now in the ring. A happy expression in Bacchus’s opinion was on the Boss as he spoke.

"Lady's and Gentlemen, as you can all so a new fighter has entered the ring in an attempt to defeat the challenging Bacchus! We call him: Red Dragon!"

Bacchus nodded in approval to the guy’s name, even if it wasn’t his real name it was still catchy and was easy to remember. Turning his head back to ‘Red Dragon’ Bacchus sized him up and got a better understanding of the guy. He was big which was obvious standing close to eight feet tall with a large and strong build like one similar to his own, he then looked upon his skin which was bright red which reflected the and gleamed with a brilliant lustrous blood red coat of scales. Bacchus wondered how thick those scales were and how much the red dragon could take in a fight. The next feature that can’t Bacchus attention was red’s eyes. They gave a small glow as the light hit them. The color of amber was the best way to describe them; whatever the color was it gave a small chill to Bacchus.

"People who have come to see gore, this is the moment! Don't go to the toilet or to get something to drink, watch closely as we make this fight more intense" "May the best win!"

Bacchus’s attention turned to the boss then to the crowd they cheered and roared as a sword and double bladed axe were tossed into the ring. Bacchus was a little unnerved, if he could avoid killing some one he would try however if it meant his life or someone else’s he wouldn’t hesitate to strike his opponent down he had people that needed him and he didn’t want to let them down. Baccus walked to the Red Dragon and extended a hand as the crowd cheered thing the fight was already starting. Truth was it was Bacchus’s custom when ever he fought someone one on one he would always great them look them in their eye and introduce himself.

Holding his hand outstretched for a hand shake Bacchus smiled keeping the gaze on Dragon’s eyes and said, “Name’s Bacchus, I don’t know about you mate but I am not one to fight with weapons in a ring.” Bacchus thought about it for a second and decided if he had to he would take up the dual bladed Axe, with his strength he could easily swing it whit the same speed as someone with a sword.

"Lady's and Gentlemen, as you can all so a new fighter has entered the ring in an attempt to defeat the challenging Bacchus! We call him: Red Dragon!"

Ayesac smirked a little, the name -was- his Code Name, afterall... kinda surprised him that this fellow used it, but he wouldn't say anything at this moment. His eyes were locked on to Bacchus.. This dragon just wanted to have a little fun, it's been awhile since he had some - hell this guy peaked his curiosity more then anything...

"People who have come to see gore, this is the moment! Don't go to the toilet or to get something to drink, watch closely as we make this fight more intense" "May the best win!"

Addressing the one speaking.. "You can do better then that.. " he glanced towards the sword and double bladed axe, his brow raised, a them, then looked to Bacchus's extended hand.. he extended his own hand, grabbing a hold of his..

“Name’s Bacchus, I don’t know about you mate but I am not one to fight with weapons in a ring.”

Ayesac would whisper, it return to Bacchus's words"The name is Ayesac, lets give'em a good show.. lets play game, be fair, and I will too.."

Releasing his hand, he would look towards the crowd.. then to Leonardo .. "HEY! How about a little Two on Two? Me and.. my partner.. " motioning Bacchus.. "against your knights."

Ooc: I hope this is still going and you're still open to more people! My character uses mind control, ooc he can't use it on you unless you're ok with it so PM me if you wanna do something with it

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Naveed was sitting next to Leonardo taking the whole thing in. He and Flloyd (posted with permission) had escaped to the fights to relieve the stress of the situation with Raina- though Naveed's situation was entierly different than his friends unbeknown to him.

He cracked his nuckles in anticipation taking everything in. There was a lot of testosterone here. There were quite a few mutants here as well- not that his power depended on it.

He looked to Flloyd. "They're calling for some knights Flloyd." he smirked. "I don't know this Leonardo guy, but I've got a lot of violence I'd like to let out right about now without getting in trouble." he looked into his friend's eyes with a flash of red.

Flloyd was already weighing the options in his head when Naveed addressed him. He was also feeling the sting of defeat over Raina and imagining one of those guys down there as a certain useless cop might relieve a lot of the tension he had built up.

Naveed's eyes flashed red "Do I even have a choice friend?" laughed Flloyd. "You didn't need to control me, I'd do it willingly."

He turned his attention to Leonardo. "Hello, we haven't met. But my partner and I would like to be your knights against those men down there.... and lucly for you... we'll do it for free."

It was completley true, they'd do it for free... Flloyd could already sense through the first fighters fears that he needed money bad so if money was involved he had no quraell parting with it- afterall if Leonardo didn't cough up he could easily match the payment himself.

Without waiting for a response he stood up. "There be knights here Red Dragon." a spotlight flew to Naveed and himself. He stood side by side with his friend with a devious smile. With Naveed's ability to manipulate the will of people, and his ability to strike fear this could be an interesting match.

For good measure and added anticipation he sent a fear vibe through the audience. They'd feel a flutter in their stomach, as if the two men resembled old horror story murderers.

(Ooc: Well now, more people to play with. Could you change the fact that you were sitting next to me? Since were on a balcony and your not one of my guards.... If you don't mind I'll pretend you will be shouting it out from the crowd. Sorry for my late comments but with school and other stuff I'm kinda tied up, )

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Leonardo looked down at the two men who addressed him. They wanted to be his knight. As Leonardo clapped his hands "Very brave you two, if you really insist on fighting for the Corleone family as their knights, you'd better win" He made a gesture that they could enter the fighting ring and instantly two of his family members pushed the two in.

"That your doing this for free does not mean I will let you go if you lose, I hope you understand that, losing for us is no option here" Not that the two would lose. Leonardo didn't want to ruin his own reputation by throwing in some garbage rookies into the field. The two would have the advantage of chance, the biggest ally of Leonardo, the one that made him the man he is today. His wife threw her scarf into the ring as a good luck charm for one of the two. "Good luck guy's" She blinked and kissed Leonardo on the cheek with his leg coming up.

"Visitors of this grand spectacle, the tournament's hight of game is even bigger then anticipated. With two new fighters that will fight Red Dragon and Bacchus. give it up for: Knights of Corleone, on behave of The Corleone Family! The crowd loved it and cheered for both, on one side you could here people scream for Corleone and the other side screamed for Red who made his amazing appearance in the tournament. "Lady's and Gentleman, without further ado, let this fight begin! As the match bell rang Leonardo and his wife took place into their seat again. "My dear, let's enjoy a little fowl play in our advantage shall we?

‘Ring’

The sound reverberated in his head. His adrenalin started to pump as the crowd cheered for the new fighters. ‘Fickle every last one of them seconds ago they were cheering for me’ thought Bacchus as he looked at the crowd with disgust. ‘I ain’t a monster and I ain’t a barbarian but if they stand between me and my family’s well being I will strike them down, hell I’ll kill everyone here if I have to.’ The sound of the crowd now drowned out everything as he motioned for Red Dragon to tell him something. Annoyed Bacchus let out a bellowing yell, which reverberated off the walls and the support beams. He loved being able to control the volume in his voice it was so handy.

The sound of the crowd died down as he walked closer to Red Dragon he spoke so loud enough only so the people in the ring could here them, “Well mate, right good job you did hear, now I am going to have to hold back. Almost positive you could have taken my punches but these blokes, who you want to fight? We going to go one on one? Or you want to just jump in the ring to and start swinging? Either way I’ll do it.” Looking at his two new opponents something seemed a little off about them ‘must be mutants or have a death wish if they think they can take us…’ thought Bacchus as he walked closer to the ring. He towered over one of the fighters but the other one however seemed relatively the same height as Bacchus, the tall one had somewhat of a fearless look in his eyes. The smaller one had something similar as well, worse yet he had a look about him that unnerved Bacchus he could to place it but Bacchus had a touch of fear on him when he looked at this guy.

Looking to the new incomers, “So who’s head is gonna be under my foot today.” Bacchus didn’t normally talk like this but for some reason he wanted to try using confidence to unnerve them.

Naveed smerked as he and Flloyd were adressed. He suddenly felt unerved but a quick look from Flloyd told him that was his doing. He narrowed his eyes at his opponents. The first one approached him and looked him over. They were both about the same size. It was often he ran into someone his same size, he wondered if the man was as crafty.

"I like the idea of two on two." he admitted. "But since you two started it, I think you should have the say." he hadn't meant to make it an order- but when Naveed didn't pay attention to what he said while looking in someone's eyes they'd have no choice but to follow his command. His eyes flash red as the words left his mouth and he mentally kicked himself- he hadn't actually wanted to order anyone around. If this man was human he'd have no choice but to do what Naveed said... but if he was a mutant resistant to psychic attack or having some psychic attack himself this may be different.

He looked at Flloyd a little guiltly. "I guess they choosing."

Flloyd could read their fears as soon he entered the ring- it wasn't fear of losing persay, but one man was totally afraid of not being able to feed his family. "I think we should make this as interesting as possible. I don't know about you guys, but I need to blow off some steam." He turned to the man who's fears he was seeing and trying not to give away who he was added. "I'll tripple anything you would have earned from this fight. Win or lose. I'd just like to fight." loud enough that only he could hear.

Now Flloyd wans't being charitable, he was a fighter and he intended to beat the crap out of his opponent if he could- but Flloyd had feelings too as messed up as they were, and he wasn't about to let a family go hungry so he could blow off some steam.

When Naveed game him that look he groaned. "Let's try not to use that until we have to shall we?"

He looked red over. "You seem familiar." he couldn't quite place it- which was odd because he'd only been in this city since the summer.

When the first man let out a yell Flloyd couldn't help but join in... but instead of yelling he quickly scanned the audience to see what the most common fear was and suddenly about half the audience thought they'd heard the screeching of bats. He smirker. "Lets get this started"