Roy-001 VS Tibur the arbiter

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Roy looked up as the massive creature came rushing at him, roaring for blood. Roy turned and sprinted back into the forest before ducking behind one of the massive trees.

Roy rested behind the tree, listening to his heart beat in his ears. He had just made eye contact with the biggest elite he had ever seen. not only was it huge, it also wore some sort of custom armor, not a good thing. He exhaled, then inhaled, as he felt the beast get closer. Finally, its massive form breached from around the tree, its silver armor shining dully as the half light glinted off it. Roy exhaled and stepped into his kick. He felt his foot connect and then sink in a bit, the creatures armor crumpling slightly. The larger creature was knocked off balance and sent into a nearby tree.

Roy didn't have time to rest, for the elite had two of the jackal warriors with it, the more aggressive ones called skirmishers. He drew his blade and flung it into the avian creatures neck, then spun and round housed the second hard into the tree next to him. It's skull connected with the bark of the massive tree, and his foot pushed home, causing purple blood to spurt out cartoonishly.

Roy turned, still in a frenzy, and moved towards the form of the downed elite. He brought his LMG up and prepared to fire, closing the distance as to achieve maximum effectiveness of his rounds.

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Tibur was fueled by anger and blood lust. Killing a major demon would please the hierarchs so much. He had ordered the two Skirmisher Minors to come with him. Perhaps they would provide a well needed distraction. He let out a roar, just to see the form of the green armored Demon appear in a blur, and hit him. It's foot connected with the Arbiter's chest, feeling like a sledgehammer had hit him. He flew backward, stopped only by the mass of a tree, which made his back arch awkwardly before he slumped to his knees. He breathed in heavily, grabbing his chest plate. It was smooth, until one point, where it fell in and then elevated back to normal...

That hell spawn just dented his ancient armor.

Tibur roared out in anger, his one eye looking for the SPARTAN in a frenzy. He spotted one Kig-Yar shock trooper slumped against a tree, a knife stuck in the thing's throat, and moved his head quickly enough to see the SPARTAN crush the other one's head, making it flatten and splat the purple blood all over a tree. Tibur saw the blur of inhuman speed, and a muzzle to his face. The Arbiter shoved his hand up, forcing the gun above him. Bullets flew into the leaves above them from the SPARTAN's trigger finger. The Arbiter let loose a bloodcurdling roar, and pulled the gun toward him, letting the SPARTAN fly over his shoulder. Tibur turned around, throwing the LMG to the side. He flashed on his energy sword and advanced, his Concussion rifle still strapped around his torso.

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Roy's mind kicked into overdrive as he felt his weapon wrenched from his hands. He watched as the creature's blade flashed to life, it's burning blue blade make small trails in the air. The creature slashed high and Roy ducked and spun, attempting to scythe it's legs out from under. The elite was was quick, however, jumping and kicking Roy in his chest. Roy was lucky, though being kicked back he was able to bring his arms up to take most of the force. He was brought up off his feet, but lurched forward so that he landed on them instead of on his ass.

Roy growled in irritation, but was forced to duck as the blue blade sizzled narrowly over his head. He stepped into the larger creatures stance and punched into the dent his foot had previously made, pushing it in even further. He then slammed into the elite's mid secting, rolling him over his shoulder and slamming him face down into the forest floor.

Roy turned, preparing to swing his foot into the elite's back, when he noticed a rifle on it. Thinking fast Roy grabbed the weapon and ripped it off, bringing it to bear he squeezed the weapons firing mechanism. The elite was on to him, spinning onto it's back and swing it's leg to send the weapons fire off course. The second leg connected and forced the weapon to go skidding away into the brush. The leg's were the least of Roy's worries as the monster swung its massive blade, forcing Roy to dip his stomach, it still cutting a line in his chest plate.

[Arbiter124]

Tibur was able to narrowly escape the Concussion rifle, and knock his foe off course. The Arbiter then put both hands on the ground near his head, and pushed him, bring himself to his feet. The SPARTAN clutched his stomach for but a moment before returning to the battle at hand, sending a right hook at the Arbiter. Tibur was far stronger, and caught the hand with his free palm easily, squeezing it tighter in his grasp, forcing the SPARTAN to fall to his knees while Tibur stayed standing proud. He finally slouched, sending his head right in front of his adversary's practically whispering these words.

"You should have never picked a fight with the Arbiter."

He chuckled, unaware that the SPARTAN had just siezed a golden oppurtunity. The free fist of the major demon flew up with inhuman strength, colliding with Tibur's enclosed helmet. His head snapped up, and he loosened his grip. Lurching his head back down, he saw nothing but the foot of the soldier as his head swiveled to the side and he let go of the SPARTAN, stumbling backward. Tibur regained balance, and looked to his sword. He roared, and made a stabbing motion, in which the Demon easily ducked. The SPARTAN then used his linebacker strength to plow into Tibur's lower torso, trying to tackle him in the center of his mass. No doubt it made Tibur stagger back, but he would not fall. Instead, he grabbed the SPARTAN's torso and picked him up, then bringing him down into the ground. The SPARTAN let go of the Arbiter, and he moved in to stomp his head, when the Demon rolled to the side, up on his feet in an instant, rushing the Arbiter once again.

Tibur could never forget the persistence that these pests had.

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Roy coughed slightly, feeling the blood splatter on his face plate. He ignored the pain, and instead lunged forward, faking a left and coming in with a hard right. He caught the creature in it's 'jaw', causing it to stumble slightly. He took this chance to punch up, grabbing it's mandible and yank down. The motion was followed by a sickly pop and a howl of pain, causing the elite to push Roy back into a tree. Luckily this tree was the where the jackal he had killed's body was. He ripped his blade from it's throat just in time to roll under the slash of the elite's blade.

Roy came up but the elite had lunged into him, wrapping its arms around his helmet. The creature wrenched upwards, but Roy was quick, swinging his knife up and cutting the seal so that he could turn and fall out of the helmet.

Roy swung with his blade, but the elite's free arm grabbed Roy's left arm and shoved him to the ground. Roy almost panicked as the massive creature towered over him, laughing a deep chuckle as purple blood dribbled from it's smashed mouth. He lunged down and attempted to stab Roy in the chest.

Roy felt as if time slowed, exhaling he twisted so the blade missed him, barely, sending a wash of static over his armor. He then used his right arm to grab the Arbiter's. Reactively the Arbiter pulled him forward, Roy used this to his advantage, swinging forward and stabbing the massive elite in the back of his jointed knee. It roared in pain, but it had not yet realized the gravity of the situation. Roy wrapped his right arm around the elite's and twisted, then open palmed his joint, forcing the elbow to invert. It cried out again, blood flying from it's mouth. This caused the elite's blade to be dropped from it's grasp, Roy planned this, pivoting at catching it, twisting his arm so the blade's points were facing the Arbiter.

Roy crouched, kneeling in front of the alien as it lurched, shaking in pain, it's eyes widened as it realized what Roy intended to do. The creature shook, but finally succumbed to the pain, falling forward a loud sizzling hiss filled the suddenly still air. It's own weight, combined with the effective piercing power of the plasma blade, forced the Arbiter down his own blade. His mandibles clattered a moment more, it's body twitching on the blade, before finally the light left it's eyes.

Roy left the breath he had been holding go, dis engaging the blade of the weapon, he allowed it to slump to the ground next to him.