Jon-El vs Kal-El
10/19/2002 Jon_El_the_Kryptonian The clouds above the skies of the valley rested peacefully, the wind sweeping away the lightest of gasses upon the sky... Such peace and tranquility, however, was to be disturbed but nothing more than a blur, as it seemed, a black blurring speck, crossing the skies above the valley in speeds unlike any other seen -- still lower than light speed. The long crimson fabric rippled and wavered behind the man, the cape carrying the known insignia of a kryptonian, what is most widely called a Superman; the same insignia was of course upon his chest as well, only differing in its design, fashioned as if a lightning S. In less than three seconds he hit ground zero-- Red boots hovering inches above the ground. The Shield of Invulnerability raged unseen around him, the air rippling also unseen in its wake... Blond spiky hair rose in a crown formation above his head, while yellow embers surveyed the surrounding area...
Kal_El_sonof_Jor_El within the heavens glides a single being who has pressed himself from this land for some time.. once the greatest of leaders within the realm, he has become a solitary soldier, bound to no mans ordeals.. though time to time he does seek out the calming peace of battle.. the war cry that sounds within his soul forces him to such length.. but enough for aspects of the soul.. no no now we see the man.. Jon_El_the_Kryptonian Such a nice place... Yes, he could remain here watching the skies, the star-dogged moon, and the shadows cast by the dimming moonlight... Another presence, however, was there, approaching, and he knew not its real intentions and origin. Burning yellow embers turned, along with the man's collar, towards the flying entity--a man as it seemed, much resembling his own momentum and posture; and the amazement came: it was the insignia of the superman upon his containment suit. Another Kryptonian? How nice, indeed... However this joyful moment was pretty momentary, for he seemed not that friendly... A brow was arched at the mere look of him approaching, and a hand was raised in a greeting gesture--sure he'd seen him, but being kind doesn't --always-- hurt, does it? His left hand had already been placed upon the cape, falling onwards, rippling the crimson fabric upon its grip...
Kal_El_sonof_Jor_El flight to itself is an ability that few men see, though this super of men knew powers beyond flight, and would show them, perhaps in protest, this day.. scoffed lightly, folding his massive arms over one another as a plume of crimson dashes fluttered up from ominous orbs once refereed to as eyes... a body confined within a polymer type foundation, knew its only solace in the darkened an stylized "S" Jon_El_the_Kryptonian Yes. His speed was truly unmatched--by most dwellers of this planet--not himself, though, too. He was almost just like him, and himself possessed abilities and powers far beyond that of great speed and flight. His hand fell downwards as the left one let go of his cape and fell itself, as if numb. His words rang forth towards his ears... They seemed crazy, incomprehensible, without any meaning. Provoke the inevitable... He'd normally scoff at those words, but coming from another Kryptonian in this night scene... It was weird, and pretty ominous. Brows of blond curved downwards. He had to get serious. "I am Jon El, from the old house of El. And who might you be, stranger?" This look in his eyes... strange...
Kal_El_sonof_Jor_El :stranger? this man provoked the house of El and didn't know of its greatest son.. Kal found this alarming in more ways then once.. he pressed forward with might and rage, blindly so.. dashing with outstretched at just under the speed of light, shoving the poor lass with enough strength to rumble the planets gravitational stance.. perhaps a jarring attempted.. but was this enough... no once more the presence of Kal evokes great means to little ends..
Jon_El_the_Kryptonian He couldn't even see him coming, when he dashed towards him, and of course was unprepared... Connecting, he was sent back wards into a mountain range with force unfathomable as it seemed--even close to his own. Exposure to the yellow sun since almost birth was an advantage against other Kryptonians, and this time, he'd use it against this one, in great might! Still, the powerful dash sent him flying to the mountains, and fortunately, his attempt to grasp his body failed, and so did his heat vision, which of course missed. Through a mountain he passed, head-crushing into another, leaving a giant crack before him, as he slowly slid down along the dusty and rocky surface..."God damn, what's wrong with..."he paused, his name was heard... Kal El... He was the very threat of Krypton, as he saw things. That name enraged him more than anything... "Kal El!!!" He rubbed his temple for a split moment before he could regain his posture, and dust himself up from that dirt he got. ©
Kal_El_sonof_Jor_El :light and beyond were pressed with immense rage, from a scream infant that seemed to wish harm upon Kal.. he held his ground within stance... a quirk of the right brow raised the suspicion of lust and rage within his own psyche.. he ha existed in this land for some time now.. though his memories only range from about 700 years back, he's sure to have forgotten a trick or two along the way..
Jon_El_the_Kryptonian He merely ignored the fact he dodged his attack. No worries. His posture was said to be that great. All that grandeur he needed to pose, so much! That got to him real good. He had kept all this hatred for Kal El suppressed for so long, he had to turn to his body and mind to leave him be, considering himself was around. Though younger, he possessed the strength and posture that even this Kal El wouldn't imagine, needless to say of those devices Kal needed to raise his strength! He'd show him what a Kryptonian's real strength is... Bones cracking... yes, he was getting ready for an attack, and even though Kal thought otherwise, he saw that coming... Foolish moves of an old-school superman... He'd inwardly laugh at that. Kal's elbow came fast, but he used his own speed and momentum to bend back ever so slightly, letting his elbow merely cut through the air before him, and probably sent his momentum forwards in a mere aerial slip...©
Kal_El_sonof_Jor_El stood still within the heavens.. his eyes glazed over with an intent that could only be described as pyrokinetic.. he chuckled lightly as meaningless blows struck at differing portion of his own form.. a grasp to now interlocked arms, which held brashly before his chest, meant nothing to him.. he allowed these to continue, securing his placement in space with a simple projection of will power in the form of thought..
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