Back And Forth

Julian would find himself falling to the ground, pain shooting through his body. Each hit he took from Boris, was another that brought him closer to unconsciousness. His body crying out in pain. He would quickly roll out of the way of a knee aimed to cave his head in. His mind racing he would kick his legs around in a fan motion. Generating enough momentum to allow him to get back to his feet.

Gripping the hilt of his blade, and planting his foot hard into the ground. He would stabilize himself, fixing his gaze on the muscled man before him. The injury on his shoulder already patching itself up, with the miasma of bugs that lived within his body. Cursing under his breath, he knew that was a issue he would need to handle. He couldn't just leave superficial injuries. They needed to be serious injuries if he wanted to make any headway. And with the way that he moved. There was no sure way that he could.

"I thought you wanted to kill me Julian, yet here you are hesitating. What's wrong? Realized how fucked you are?" Boris would say in a animalistic growl. Which reverberated through the stone walls. Stalking towards the younger vampire he would smile. A look of pure satisfaction playing at his lips as he continued making his way forward. Preparing to lay into his opponent once more with a barrage of punches.

Only. He wasn't able to take another step before getting laid into himself by a sudden sword slash. As Julian appeared before him in a instant, with a speed he hadn't shown off before. Being completely caught off guard. Boris would feel the pain rippling through his body. And before he could react to the first slash he had made. Julian slammed the blade back into Boris' body making an X pattern over his chest that was both spewing blood. And the creepy crawlies that lived under the mans skin.

Swinging his blade hoping to land a third strike. Julian would find his swing stopping mid-swing. Eyes widening at the sight of the man before him catching the blade with his bare hand. With the metal of the silvered blade promptly beginning to cook his flesh al dente like.

Smiling a cruel smile Boris would bring Julian close before slamming his free hand into his face with all of the force he could manage without a proper build up. Sending the young vampire flying across the cavern they were in. And rolling across the floor.

Julian's vision swam with plenty of black dots and blurs that made it hard to make out anything visually. Shaking his head he would try to make himself stand, which only made his head swim more and made it harder for him to actually move. Feeling bile begin to rise up within his chest, he would grit his teeth struggling to keep that and everything else at bay, while he struggled to push past his ailments. Which currently was a concussion the likes of which no football star has ever had to face before.

Before he could make any movement towards at least clearing his vision. He felt the hands of Boris gripping both sides of his head, before another strong force of trauma raked through his head once more. Feeling the claws of unconsciousness gripping through his mind. What was he going to do? If this kept up its current pace. He was going to die before his own sister could be saved. He would die failing in a mission his father had given him. He would die, before being able to see a smile on Myst's face again.

As the thoughts of doubt continued to swim through his mind. Out of nowhere the image of possibility swam to the surface. Like the bright light of the sun. It gave off a beautiful luminous glow, which he was glad wasn't real. Due to the fact he would be Julian Jerky. The more he focused on the light. The more a image began to clear up. As the outline of a woman slowly formed and made herself clearer and easily seen. With her getting closer and closer, Julian was slowly able to make out the white flowing dress that the woman wore. Her golden hair flowed down to the middle of her back with a small circlet around her ankle. The woman was beautiful. And earie, even with her presence being made before him in the middle of a battle. What was this supposed to even mean? What was the purpose of her showing up?

"Dear Julian...What is becoming of you?" The woman would ask in a beautiful cadence that began to make the pain he felt subside almost immediately. What was she?

"Who are you...?" He would breathe unsure of how to take the appearance of the woman. Did this mean that he was about to die? Was she an angel coming to whisk him to either heaven or hell? With the pain that he had felt having subsided it was replaced by the sense of overwhelming fear.

Frowning she would let out a small sigh before lowering her head just before his. His vision clearing up a degree as he began to realize just who it was before him. What in the hell was going on here?

Dracula would sit before his scrying sphere watching the events that were going on within the cave system of the Morave-Xeres. Taking more interest in the fight that was going on between Boris and the oldest child of Julian. Frowning as he stared at the unconscious body of the young vampire with blood pooling around his head. As Boris was taking the moment to allow the injuries he had just received to heal up a good degree before he began to do what he was told to do.

"Do you think that he is going to succeed in his mission?" A silken voice would ask from behind him.

Tilting his head some, he would allow a smile to form on his lips as he took entertainment from the situation at hand. "It doesn't matter to e if he succeeds or not really. Things are currently taking a interesting turn as it is. I am interested in how this battle will end."