First Stage Begins (open)

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Maine snarled as the spell struck his visor the magic scrambling his electronics up. He gripped his helmet and backed away from Jacoby growling loudly as his aurora flared up engulfing him in a black flame like aurora that tore apart the ground as it sky rocketed. He roared as he slammed his fist into the ground cracks forming as he grabbed his visor again.

Choehu turned to the out of control figure and grinned. He sheathed body blades and slowly raised his right hand his magic flaring engulfing him in a beautiful bright golden aurora that rose up and was funnelled into the palm of his hand as he concentrated on Maine pouring as much power as he could into his next spell.

"I enjoy introducing myself to my enemies. Choehu Yugche number one assassin of the Asian underworld! And one of my favourite monikers is the God of Destruction and this is why! Gyeogtoe (repulse)!" boasted Choehu as he let his spell loose with that last word. His magic erupted as a powerful repulsive force struck fast. The force hit the ground as the earth shattered and was torn to pieces creating a wide clean trench right towards Maine who was caught in the middle. The repulsive force slammed into him followed by earthen slabs rocks and other degree including concrete. The repulsive force destroyed the area in front of Choehu and Jacoby as the armoured figure was sent flying into one of the stands.

Choehu began to rub his head sheepishly, "Whoops bit to much magic behind that" spoke the Korean laughing as he eyed the destruction. He slowly turned to Jacoby, "Oi maybe it's best while he's currently down to head over and cast some binding spells on the big fella?' suggested Choehu only to turn his attention back to the debris.

In that instant from the debris by the stands rocks were parted as Maine slowly stood up his visor going berserk his knife laying before him crushed to pieces. Maine gripped his helmet a small dent in the head as well as in his left leg and a large dent in his right shoulder from the force. His visor had come online at that last second and thrown up a protective shield of magic. Maine slowly stood up electrical sparks coming from his suit as it went into repair mode.

Choehu's eyes widened, "What the hell is that thing made off. I put enough force to crush a full grown indian elephant behind that!" yelled Choehu as he pointed a finger at Maine. The armoured figure slowly looked at his new foe visor coming on line as he roared and dashed straight at him. His fist struck striking the Korean right in the right cheek and sent him flying back into a Quidditch goal pole with enough force to bend the pole. Maine slowly turned his attention back to Jacoby visor burning angry red with a crack in the middle a weak point (Go for he crack).

[Jacoby Michaels]

The spell struck his visor, causing a reaction that Jacoby hadn't quite expected. Though, he wasn't exactly sure what he had expected from this one. As an auror, he often went in not knowing what to expect as it was. Put someone like Maine in the picture, and things became even harder to predict. He watched as Maine growled loudly, aurora flaring as he did. He slammed his fist into the ground, causing more cracks. It suddenly dawned on Jacoby that no one else other than Choehu had come and he couldn't help but wonder why, and if someone else would show up. He wasn't stuck in his thoughts long, though.

Choehu was using magic that Jacoby had yet to see. Heard about in his auror training, sure, but hearing about it and seeing it were entirely different. Besides, when the other trainees had started talking about how eastern and western ways were so different, he had assumed them to be old wives tales. He used the magic so fast, Jacoby hardly had time to notice what happened. When he looked up, the ground was destroyed further and Maine was in one of the stands. At least magic could fix the mess. Hopefully...

"The more, the merrier I always say," Jacoby replied, glancing at him. He nodded at his words. "You don't have to tell me how to do that," he replied, "Kind of is my job," But just as he started to head in that direction to do so, Maine was standing again. "You have got to be kidding me!" Jacoby yelled just as Choehu reacted, too. "I have no idea. But whatever it's made of, we need to get it back down. Or at least out of here!" Before he could even think to ask Choehu to cover him, Maine attacked him. Jacoby watched as the other wizard flew, striking a Quidditch pole along the way. He turned to Maine quickly, wand up. "Looks like it's you and me..." he mumbled more to himself than the other. His eyes found the crack and he moved quickly, not taking the time to analyze whether what he was doing would work or not. He threw two spells in succession at it and then quickly ended with a binding spell. Even if the last didn't hit, he hoped the first two would get him down.

OOC: Sorry for the delay.

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Maine snarled as the spells flew towards him. His magic flared as the two spells crashed into his helmet the spells began to interfere with his electronics causing an influx of magic as his suits abilities went berserk. His cloaking device flared distorting his form in and out as it tried to active. His A.I began to project all around him all nine of them appearing in a mix of colours. Their whispers grew louder until all could hear them their voices as mess as each spoke over one another the amount of voices scrambling each other. Maine applied pressure on his helmet dinting it as he tried to regain his bearings as the third spell flew. His magic flared as a dome of magic surrounded him blocking the incoming spell.

Maine fell to his left knee the visor cracking further a small piece falling to the ground around his right eye. A scar could be seen going through the eye as it glowed a demonic red. The eye locked onto Jacoby glaring at him deeming to kill him. His fist struck the ground as the A.I finished. Electrical pulses and sparks shot off from his suit as the right shin guard fell off showing the black suit beneath it. A piece of his chest plate broke off falling to the ground as the armour around his fingers cracked.

Choehu groaned slowly climbing to his feet rubbing his head, "Did anyone get the number of that train?" asked Choehu shaking his head his left arm was bent in a funny position. He winced at that and grabbed it with his right and pulled forcing it back into place with a loud pop. He held the pain back as he bit into his lip drawing blood. Choehu looked up towards the foe, "Geez this guy." Choehu stumbled to his feet the blow making him feel dizzy, "Reminds me of one of Yami's punches from back in the day" He shook his head getting himself under control.

Maine snarled and charged forth towards jacoby drawing his blade before Choehu could react roaring loudly as he raised the knife. A shadow dropped in between the two. A pair of fingers struck the wrist holding the knife pushing it to the side as a fist struck forth smashing into the armour plating coursing it to crack. The hulking warrior was sent flying back crashing to the ground and rolling across it almost comically.

A black haori fluttered through the air as snake like eyes locked onto Jacoby and Choehu, "Sorry I'm late I was setting up a barrier don't want any students getting caught up. The other teachers are standing by" spoke the Eastern magic Teacher magic as he indicated to a now glistening dome of yellow magic surrounding the area, Kanji running up every length glowing fierce green. Yami cracked his knuckles grinning, "I guess I'll lend a hand. Choehu sit back and rest" the Korean nodded and sat on the ground rubbing his head, "sure got a killer headache but at least I get to see the once revered 'Son of the Devil' in action"

Yami glanced at the auror, "Mr Auror. I'm afraid this person you are fighting is called Maine...my dear foolish little brothers body guard" Yami brushed a strand of hair from his face, "And as the older brother I must deal with his mess and terminate this beast. Now I advice you stay back this spell is quite powerful and I haven't used it in a few years and with the full incantation it will be quite...devastating" Yami raised his right hand magic flaring around him encasing him in a demonic crimson glow. His eyes glowed demoniacally as a powerful killer intent erupted forth from his body.

Yami's magic sky rocketed as he began to chant loudly, "I call upon the night, the shadows and the dark. I summon the darkness within my own being and the beings of all! Darkness come to me! I call upon the Dragon of Apocalypse bless your magic upon me and fill my heart with evil! Let my enemies hear your mighty roar and come to fear it!" The area became heavy as a wave of powerful negative emotions erupted from Yami encasing the quidditch field as hatred, anger, killer intent and despair filled the air.

Yami's magic turned black as night as it flayed around him. Yami breathed in cheeks expanding as his stomach seemed to blow up. He slammed his fists together and brought his mouth forward, "Roar of the Darkness Dragon!" Yami's mouth opened as a black magical circle appeared beneath him in the form of a dragon. A dark aurora engulfed Yami as he released a mighty bellowing dragons roar. His lips opened as a large blast of raw black magical energy erupted shooting through the air tearing the field apart as it expanded.

Maine slowly began to stand shaking his helmet as his visor came back online just as the incoming blast of darkness magic slammed into his body. He released a roar that was over shadowed by the bellowed dragons roar. The magic engulfed him consuming his view as the terrain was obliterated turning into a giant crater ending just at Yami's feet.

Lying directly in the middle Maine his armour cracked battle, the visor broken with a tiny piece over his left eye, left arm cracked with pieces shattered off. The chest plate had fallen off revealing the circuits as was the right leg. The body was smoking as electricity sparked from it dangerously. A low growl escaped Maine's throat as his body tried to move only for electricity to spark from it. His life support systems going into over time to keep him alive from the single powerful blow.

Yami wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead and collapsed onto his ass, "Been awhile since I've done th" he spoke his magic was already replenishing itself from the attack,He should be damaged enough to be restrained and taken in Auror-san." However watching from the shadows were a pair of dark grey eyes.

[Jacoby Michaels]

He watched him slowly fall, collapsing to his left knee. Jacoby was convinced that it was about to finally be over. And he couldn't wait, either. The only thing he could think about at that moment was how anxious he was to get home. He'd make a pot of coffee, and start dinner (and what would that be tonight? shepherd's pie sounds good), but deep down he knew it was too good to be true. He almost found himself wishing he'd just left it be. Why was it his business, anyway? Sure, he was an auror. And okay, he did have kids in the school. But no matter. But Jonathan was there, too. And that made some difference. So, he wouldn't just leave. He was in it for the long run. And that was until this big dude fell down and stayed down.

Red. That was the color of the eye Jacoby had caught a glimpse of. Perhaps it should have frightened him more than it did. All he could do, however, was chuckle. As though taunting him. Egging him on, in a way. Such was typical behavior of the man. Jacoby glanced at Choehu as he stood, noting the distorted arm almost instantly. "You should do something about that..." but Choehu was a step ahead of him. He heard the pop and grimaced slightly.

He was charging again, making a beeline right for Jacoby. Jacoby was on his toes, prepared to strike or roll out of the way - whichever he deemed most necessary. But before he could do anything, something else was happening. It happened so quickly he barely had time to process it. All he knew was that in a matter of seconds (or perhaps minutes, he couldn't really tell) the other was rolling away. And he hadn't been hurt. Yet. Maybe he was a bit roughed up from the battle, but he hadn't been killed in that second that just passed.

"Good," Jacoby said, sounding slightly worn out, but no more than usual. It took a lot to get him to drop from exhaustion. It was due to stubbornness, mostly. "He's a body guard. Makes sense. I suspect your brother has never been harmed under his watch," he said, gesturing toward Maine. Jacoby threw his hands up. Normally, he'd tell the other to let him do his job. To shut up and stay out of it. But in this case, it was clearly personal on the other's part. And it was far from personal to Jacoby. He didn't even - technically - have to be there. He hadn't been there on duty, after all. "Be my guest," he said instead of protesting.

He stood back and watched as Yami performed his magic. It was interesting, to say the least. He noticed a shift in the atmosphere around him. It felt dark, almost. Which was appropriate since it quickly became dark. Soon, Maine was falling and Jacoby was certain it was all over, after all. When Yami spoke to him again, he nodded, half smirk on his face as he approached the fallen 'body guard'. His armor was cracked, his visor was broken. Jacoby could see the circuits hidden beneath his suit. He was as good as fallen, and in some sadistic way, that pleased Jacoby. "Not so tough now," he mumbled before he moved to put that restraining spell on him, blissfully unaware of the gray eyes that were watching.

OOC: Surge of muse, so sorry for some of the fluffy words.