Home, Home on the Waves, Where the fish and the octopi play.

[Ethan Snow]

"Hmhmhmhm, unless you've got something else in mind." Ethan jokes as Brandon got himself ready. Ethan, dressed in just swimming trunks and water shoes didn't really see the need to take the water shoes off, so instead took a few steps down the beach and turned back to face Brandon, making sure to keep the sun at their sides so it would be a blinding hazard. Assuming the shirtless man he was facing was indeed talking about getting started with the fight, Ethan raised his arms in his classic, high defensive posture and spread his legs a bit to better carry himself. Stashing all of his training weights in just a swim suit was a little tricky and truth be told, he had to replace the cloth tie string with something stronger just to make sure they stayed on. But with the added weight this would hopefully prove to be an interesting match.

"Ready any time you are." the cocky teen announced and danced a bit from foot to foot.

[Brandon]

Brandon couldnt help but stare at the teen with his eyebrow lifted up, as he had never seen anyone this eager to fight so much. And the way he was 'ready' seemed like he wanted to dance more the nfight. It was weird, but also a bit funny at the same time.

"Very well then, Lets see if I still really remember how to do this." He said, shaking himself a bit, loosening up his muscles. His eyes glowed bright as Ethans own shadow behind him shimmered to life, and lifted up off of the ground and stood behind Ethan. "Ya know, you should always be aware of whats around you in a fight." He said, as Ethans' shadow Doppelganger made its move and attempted to put Ethan in a full nelson. If Successful, it would leave Ethans stomach region completely vulnerable for just long enough for Brandon to lay a beatdown.

If Ethan was successfully put into a full nelson, Brandon would rush in, and attempt to slam his fist into Ethans gut.

[Ethan Snow]

Dancing from foot to foot as Brandon readied himself, Ethan watched the older male since he was of course logically the only threat on the beach. The boy had no idea the strange smoke powers the grey skinned man had extended to shadows, else he might have been a little more concerned with Brandon's request for a venue with shade. Then again, the island being surrounded by water was no different for Ethan, as the boy could call upon the liquid with ease. Still it was quite the surprise when one moment he was watching the other's eyes start to glow brighter then before, and the next moment he felt a slick, cool sensation of something slipping under his arm pits.

"What the hell?" the boy grunted as his arms were seized and pulled up and out to the sides and the previously undetected set of limbs locked themselves behind the teen's head. To say he was vulnerable was an understatement, the full nelson when properly applied both immobilized an opponent's arms and at the same time, stretched out their abdomen, and in Ethan's case, left him stunned to see that Brandon was still in front of him.

"Uuuuunggggahhh!..." the shirtless boy groaned as the larger man sank a fist into his undefended stomach. "...Crap you're strong..." he then gasped and tried to tighten his already invaded midsection more so to try and break free of the hold then defend the weak spot.

[Brandon]

"Heh, Im not all good looks ya know." He said, as a sly grin crossed his lips. He saw that Ethan was trying to break free from his Shadow's grasp, and he was steadily succeeding, as the shadows grip on Ethan was slipping.

Brandon had to act fast, so he pulled his fist back, and sank his other fist into the teens stomach, attempting to knock the wind out of him enough so the Shadow can regain its hold on Ethan. Of course, if Ethan were to pull free, the shadow would dissipate as its purpose had been completed, and resume being Ethan's normal shadow. Which would allow Ethan to get some revenge on Brandon.

"I remember a few techniques with my dark powers, but not alot yet."

[Ethan Snow]

Tensing his abdominals and pectorals to the limit, Ethan could feel his arms coming down a bit, he was succeeding in pulling free of the slippery, cool grip of what ever it was that was holding him. Unfortunately for him, Brandon had no intention of letting the boy get loose and whether is was be design or not, distracted the struggling teen before burying another fist into his shirtless body. Ethan, feeling he could break loose from the hold and that Brandon was being conversational during their fight, thought he'd be able to reply and break free before the bigger man continued pounding on him, big mistake.

"Heh... I'll say... Aaaghhhhhh!!!..." Ethan loosened up a bit so he could breath in for his reply to Brandon, unfortunately for the helpless teen, Brandon pumped his other fist into the boy's stomach, higher then before, with the clear intent on taking his breath away. Where as the first punch had been lower down hear the navel, the guts as it were, this one was much higher, right up under the ribs. Ethan convulsed from the punch as air rushed out of him and his now sweating body slumped in the grip of the shadow behind him.

[Brandon]

Seeing that his second punch had hit its mark, Brandon still smiled, but that smile soon turned into a look of disappointment. "And you call yourself one of the best fighters on the planet? That disappoints me now." He said, before he backed up a foot or two from the teen with his back turned to him. "I was looking forward to a spar, not a punching bag." He said, before he quickly spun around, and kicked his foot out, aiming for the teens stomach again.

If the kick connected, it would imply enough force to send the teen sprawling backwards, through the shadowy construct, causing it to fade into a mist then back into Ethans normal Shadow, as if nothing was ever there to begin with.

"ATLEAST PUT SOME EFFORT INTO IT!" He yelled back at Ethan, hoping to atleast get the teen more into teh fight then he was currently.

[Ethan Snow]

Hanging in the shadow's hold, Ethan gasped for air while Brandon first admired his handiwork then then just as quickly grew discontented with it and turned away, berating the boy for being more of a punching bag then a fighter. Gasping as he was, Ethan didn't have the luxury of replying, as much as he wanted to. Instead he hung there trying to catch his breath, but a moment later Brandon spun back around and kicked him in the stomach this time. Ethan keenly felt the man's foot blast into his midsection like a freight train and then was airborne, crashing into the sand a few feet back. His arms flopped above his head as he laid there gagging and gasping even more.

It would take him a good minute to recover from the repeated blows to his softened midsection but if left to it, the shirtless boy would eventually roll over and haul himself back up and once up would reply with a rye "It's kind of hard not to be a punching bag when you tie me up with your first move and start pounding on my soft spot... Besides, can't I sit back and enjoy the warm up?" And provided he was still left unmolested, the shirtless teen would face Brandon once more and bring his arms back to their usual defensive posture, this time being a bit more mindful as to what his shadow was doing.

[Brandon]

"Well then give me a little bit of a challenge eh? I cant really learn what Im capable of if Im not pushed to my limits you know." He said as he waited Ethan to get back up to his feet and prepare himself.

Brandon started to figure that Ethan was more of a defensive tactic kind of person, and that wearing him down would actually tire Brandon out faster then him, so he had to play it smart with Ethan. "You think this is just a warm up? Hahah, your hilarious." he said, as he held his two palms forward and charged up two medium sized balls of dark energy.

"Lets see what you do with these!" He said, as the two balls of energy suddenly burst forward, soaring right towards Ethan.

While Ethan could take Physical attacks with ease, Brandon was curious to see what He'd do with energy attacks.

[Ethan Snow]

"Hehe!! You want a challenge eh? Fine, I'll make you work to do that to me again." Ethan teased. Being his was already on his feet and in his ready stance, the shirtless boy watched Brandon's movements as he summoned up a couple of darkened balls of energy. Grinning with confidence, Ethan waited for the other young man to launch the attacks at him before quickly thrusting his arms out as if to meet the twin balls head on. Instead of trying to grab the incoming attack though, a fete which would have been impossible considering the disadvantage he was at while wearing his weights,  the shirtless boy formed his board, not under his feet, but between his hand and stuck the nose of the board into the sand to act as a shield. It was a little unorthodox for him to use the board in such a manner, but it was unprecedented, as long as the construct was in physical contact with the blue haired teen it would maintain it's form.

The moment the first ball struck his board, Ethan put himself in motion, ducking down and to the side. Whether the ball were simply meant to impact or explode, the boy didn't know, but the board should have enough energy to protect him from the effects. The defensive barrier would then very quickly be abandoned as Ethan broke into a full on run to cut the distance between himself and the other shirtless male. His movements weren't as fast as they could be considering all of the extra weight he was hauling, but were still swift and if all went well, Ethan's dash would take him right up to Brandon where he could put his martial arts prowess to use. Ethan's intent from this moment on was to drop into a leg sweep to take Brandon's feet out from under him and then quickly bounce back up, then finally in a bit of his usual goofiness, finish the attack by dropping back down with a wrestling style elbow to the more muscular young man's midsection.

[Brandon]

Brandon was expecting an attack aimed at his upper mid section. So when Ethan swept his leg out to trip Brandon, it caught him off guard, causing him to fall back but before he could avoid what was coming next, he felt Ethan's elbow slam into his gut.

A sharp point surged in his gut, as well as losing most of his breath. And before Ethan would be able to move away, Brandon quickly wrapped his legs around Ethan, locking him in close. IF Ethan wanted to fight hand to hand, he would get it.

And while the teen was locked in close to his body, Brandon just attempted to star slamming his fists into the sides of Ethans head. Hopefully, the teen would think twice about attacking Brandon head on like he was.

[Ethan Snow]

Everything seemed to be going swimmingly now as Ethan successfully tripped Brandon up and then smashed his elbow down into the other male's gut, getting rewarded with the sound of the guy loosing all of his air. As Ethan started to get up, intent on repeating the last blow, it was only natural to think the motion of Brandon's legs was simply his trying to curl into a fetal position, but all too quickly the grey skinned young man demonstrated his own knowledge of wrestling type maneuvers and locked his legs firmly around the blue haired boy's midsection. At once Ethan tried to roll out of the hold but with his weights on, Brandon was indeed stronger then he was and he'd already managed to get his ankles locked together, so all the shirtless teen managed to do was roll himself onto his back and Brandon onto his side. Ethan's sleek, muscular torso was now trapped between Brandon's even more muscular legs in a classing body scissor and the bigger male was starting to amp up the pressure, squeezing the breath out of the smaller boy.

"Oh.. Shit..." Ethan gasped, his abdominals unable to hold against the pressure. This wasn't the first time Ethan had been in such a hold, his brothers used to goof around with these kind of holds all the time, but back then Ethan was too young to derive any physical pleasure from it. Now though his unruly body was resuming it's earlier rebellion, as distraction Ethan could ill afford as Brandon clocked him across the face with the first of several punches.

"Errf!... F*** me..." the teen groaned as he quickly pulled his arms up and around his head to defend it from the following blows. Unfortunately this left his already vulnerable torso open to Brandon's sinister hold since the teen could not hope to defend his head and pry the bigger male's legs off at the same time. There was a possibility though, he could ascend, tap into his reserves and really give Brandon a spanking, or just use it long enough to free himself. But, as his rebellious body was telling him, being trapped like this and having his sleek musculature abused, was exciting. How long could he hold out and enjoy it? Was Brandon already giving him all he had? And what would happen when the other male noticed that tightening in his swimming trunks?

"Rrrrrrggg..." All that Ethan did now to resist was try and keep his weakened abdominals tightened and his guard up around his head. However aside from the tight guard, his body was in quite the pickle and was all but surrendering to the bigger male's strength.

[Brandon]

As soon as Brandon saw that his tactic was working, a sick twisted grin crept across his face. He felt excitement and a strange satisfaction as he squeezed the teen tighter until his legs were at their limit in strength.

And with each punch to Ethans head, he constantly kept trying to find openings in the teens defense, and get a direct punch to his head. IF Ethan was going to learn anything from his fight with Brandon, he would learn that the grey skinned teen had a knack for being very persistent... and that unlike Ethan who got 'excited' from being abused, Brandon himself actually 'enjoyed' doing the abusing himself.

"Come on Kid, Dont tell me your finished already!" He said, as he tried to squeeze the teen more, but his legs were at their limit, and refused to list to his brains commands.

[Ethan Snow]

With his middle tightly locked between Brandon's powerful legs and his arms occupied protecting his head, Ethan laid there, helpless to stop the other young man as he realized his advantage and cranked up the pressure on the shirtless teen's body. "Aaagggghhhhhhhhh..." Ethan gasped out in a long, forced exhalation as Brandon applied his full strength and crushed the boy's midsection. The teen's musculature simply couldn't stand up to the pressure and so Ethan's abs caved completely. With one of Brandon's legs under his back and the other across his stomach, the helpless boy arched his back and breathless agony, mixed with a growing, throbbing that he felt keenly. The punches being launched at his head hadn't stopped though and the boy's forearms were starting to redden while defending Ethan's face. The increased pressure though was both driving the boy up the wall and squeezing the fight out of him. But those punches weren't stopping, and in the slacking of his defenses as he arch back over Brandon's leg, Ethan chough another fist to the cheek and another to the chin, each smacking the teen's head to the side.

He laid there dazed for a moment, still unable to breath in, as Brandon continued to squeeze his now sweating body. He had little choice but to fight back a bit more now as shots to the head were not his thing, then then Brandon said something that really got the teen going. 'Kid?! Finished?!' Ethan snapped right back to reality with those words, an excited smile spreading across his face. Tensing his broken abdominals once more, the boy managed to sit horizontal and let out a strangled laugh. "Heh... I won't... give up... that easy..." Ethan croaked and with that, tensed up the rest of his muscles. At once the boy's abdominals, which had felt spongy and pliant a moment ago, would start to feel like sculpted marble tiles against the inside of Brandon's leg. At the same time the teen's whole body would seem harder as renewed strength flooded him. There was no accompanying burst of aura with Ethan's ascent into his transformed state, only the increased energy output could be sensed, along with the obvious increase in the boy's physical strength.

With his body hardened against Brandon's assault, amongst other things, and able to breath again, Ethan took a much needed breath and clapped one arm down on the leg over his midsection and try and lift it free, and shoved the other out against the grey skinned young man's chest. IF he managed to pry the locked limb off him or not, Ethan intended to turn things up a notch and with his extended hand, release a blast of energy.

"Shakka!" the boy yelled, issuing forth the a serge of energy that would explode from his hand, in hopes of separating the two of them. If separation when as planned, Ethan would quickly haul himself to his feet and stand ready, his chest raising and falling rapidly as he breaded heavily to replace his lost air. The evidence of his rather excited state was now obvious judging by the condition of his trunks, the by this time the boy was passed the point of getting embarrassed, he was having too good a time.

[Brandon]

Feeling Ethan tighten up around his grip, just before victory was going to be his, Brandon braced for the worst, and suddenly... 'Shakka!' Ethan shouted. Energy burst from his hand and collided with him, pushing the two apart.

Landing in the sand and sliding to a halt, Brandon was careful not to get sand in his eyes as he got up. "Im impressed Ethan. For a moment there, I thought I had ya!" He said, as the mischievous grin was still on his face. "And I can see your enjoying yourself immensely as well. Good, You will like what I got planned next!" He added, as he spread his arms out, and began to focus his dark energies into their surroundings, as any visible boulders and rocks started to glow with his ominous energy.

"I hope your ready for a rocking good time." He said, before all the glowing rocks suddenly zipped up into the air, as well as rocks that were buried underneath the island. Two orbs of dark energy became visible in Brandons hands before they suddenly burst. The rocks suddenly all soared at Brandon, with the intent of crashing into him. Moments later, a massive pile of rocks was covering Brandon, but that wasnt what the male had planned, as the dark energy began to seep out of the pile of stones, and bonded to the rocks themselves as they started to move around and slowly attach to eachother to form limbs that gradually formed into a massive humanoid shape.

Teh huge shape stood roughly 30 feet tall, and the feeling of Brandons terrible dark power could easily be felt by those all around him. The creature had a single dark eye that stared lifelessly at Ethan.

[b]Dark Rock Golem (Tier 1)[/b] - Focusing his dark powers into the nearby earth, Brandon is able to encase himself in rock and darkness to form a 30 ft tall behemoth. Boasting large amounts of sheer defensive armor and strength, the Dark Rock Golem's sheer size also makes it a powerful weapon. Its immense size and weight allows it to create massive shockwaves with a single stomp, while also allowing it to take huge amounts of damage before crumbling. Although Brandon can repair teh damage at the cost of his stamina and Ki. This is a weakness of the powerful Stone form, as well as it s large size being a big target. Due to its size and composition, it sacrifices speed for power and durability. And due to teh massive Ki drain on Brandon, He is unable to used any ranged attacks, relying on the durability of the golem to get in close to his opponents. 5 Post Duration.

[Ethan Snow]

Managing to free himself from Brandon's crushing body scissor hold with the added power of his transformed state, Ethan got back to his feet and readied himself to continue. When Brandon righted himself as well, the grey skinned young man congratulated him on the maneuver and then commented on that still prominent manifestation of the boy's excitement. although Ethan was feeling confident enough now to stand there and not cover himself, Brandon directly pointing it out was enough to make the boy get a little red in the face.

"O... Oh yeah?" he responded, trying to play it off as cool as possible. "What's it going to be? More shadow play?" the boy taunted and set his hands defiantly on his hips, taking the time Brandon was using to recover. With his power doubled as it was Ethan was sure he had the upper hand now, even with his weights. He only hoped Brandon couldn't similarly tap into another tier of power, if he could, this fight would likely head south for him, in more ways then one. What Brandon did though wasn't what Ethan would have expected. When boulders started wrenching themselves from the ground, Ethan half thought he'd have to go dodging them, but instead, the grey skinned man constructed what could only be described as a giant suit of rock armor.

"Wow... Now you're really getting huge..." Ethan chuckled and stood his ground. "Well now how exactly is this doing to work? You're too big to fight properly now." the shirtless teen grumbled, hopping up into the air and forming his board underneath him to levitate up to eye level with the monstrous suit of armor.