Kyrian brutally hurting his brother

After departing from his brothers. Kyrian went into the Wychwood on his own. He was sick and tired of these "Outsiders" and there was no way that he was ever going to start trusting them. Has his brothers forgotten that they threatened to kill them if they wouldn't come willfully? It seems not as they constantly spent each time of the day with them instead of trying to find a way to leave.

But then again, they were growing in power every second that they stayed with them. But he also knew that good things didn't come without a price. What exactly did they want from the three of them. What was their cause? It's not every day that a group of "Outsiders" come out of the blue and claim that they can give you power. So what were they exactly up too.

Kyrian would punch a tree with his right fist as hard as he could. Which was practically stupid in his case. When he pulled his arm back and took a glance at his fist. He noticed that the blind attack had drawn blood. His fist was bruised in multiple places and he felt as if he had even sprained a couple of his fingers.

Soon he cursed himself for acting so reckless. But was he really?
(Kyrian Hayes)
Lucas had gone back to Wychwood from lounging around in the Praire. While he didn't get the same feeling of safety as he did from Whychwood with its vast number of trees, the low-lying grass and calm winds gave off a bit of a calming effect on the boy. Lucas was looking for his brothers in here although he had a feeling that Krosious might have been off training with Ryne and the others.

After a bit of walking Lucas picked up Kyrian's scent. Walking towards the scent Lucas would eventually come upon his brother. He seemed to be in a sour mood but maybe Lucas could have fixed that.

Giving a short wave Lucas would then raise his fists to his elder brother saying only one word. "Fight." Aye, Lucas was getting the urge to fight. He wanted the chance to test just how much stronger learning magic had made him.

If that also meant cheering up Kyrian then that would just be killing two birds with one stone.
(Lucas Hayes)
 Fight

Kyrian would turn around and stare feral eyed at his brother as he was enraged. But soon did he calm down as he took in a deep breath.

"Oh. . . Lucas. . . " he would say with relief as he sighed heavily.

"Yes. . . A fight would be nice about now." Kyrian would say as he crouched down low and bared his claws infront of him as he was prepared to pounce on his brother at a moments notice
(Kyrian Hayes)
Jumping a few feet back, Lucas would bare his claws at his brother watching him ever so carefully. Soon enough air would begin collecting itself around Lucas' body. Not too long after that small droplets of water would begin appearing around the boy's body one by one at an astonishing pace. Soon there would have been an entire torrent surrounding Lucas body now as he awaited his brother's reaction.

In order to really test his strength he had to make sure that both he and his brother gave everything they had in this fight and he was intent on making it so. "No holding back." Lucas said with a calmness in his voice.

Even if Kyrian did insist on holding back Lucas would not be so easy on his brother as he had his own goals and motivations behind this fight. A small gust of wind would come and blow across Lucas' face giving him somewhat of a refreshed feeling.

But now it was time to start. "Come now." The Ookami would say towards his brother.
(Lucas Hayes)
As Kyrian positioned himself low towards the ground. He watched as his brother, Lucas. Too, had changed.

The way he stood, the way he leaned as he began to fight. He was even more built then had he last remembered him. His skin was more toned then ever before and it had seemed that his fighting style differed greatly.

What amazed him even more was that Lucas had control over this. Magic.

His eyes grew significantly as he watched water droplets appear out of no where. Suddenly they formed around his body. Forming suddenly and fast, before he knew it. There was a wall of water rapidly moving around his body. Which brought back his recent memories of what he was just fighting himself about.

No holding back

Kyrian had heard Lucas say, and that was all he needed to say. Both his brothers were gaining strength. New powers. But he still remained the same.

The battle would soon commence, and Kyrian would be thrashed around with so called "Magics" Lucas now has obtained. But Kyrian had still come on top.

"Lets continue" he would say
(Kyrian Hayes)
It had looked like his elder brother clearly had Lucas outmatched. While Lucas was happy about his brother's strength, he was by no means satisfied with his weakness. He still wanted to be able to be of use to his two brothers somehow and the only way he knew of was by being strong.

Cracking his knuckles Lucas put his fists up once more indicating that he was able to continue. Curiously enough, once Lucas had glanced to his injuries he noticed that the smaller bruises were being tended to by the water that was surrounding him.

This was unexpected but good nontheless. It means that small wounds would not be able to stop him from fighting. This time Lucas had a vague idea of what he was up against fighting his brother. It wasn't going to be an easy fight, but it wasn't going to be a boring one either.
(Lucas Hayes)
Kyrian would watch his younger brother crack his knuckles as he showed that he could fight a little more. Which made him smile. It had been too long since he had spared with his brothers.

This bout had brought back so many memories towards him about the past.

Soon he would be at ends with his brother. Fighting agaisnt him like once before. But strangely what he had noticed was that when he injured his brother. The wounds that Lucas had recieved would disappear. As if he had never injured him in the first place. Which both shocked and amazed him. Sooner than later had Kyrian got the upper edge on Lucas.

Quick to find an opening. Kyrian would tackle Lucas into a near tree. Quick to reel back his right hand to claw at Lucas. But he would soonly be blasted back by a torret of water. Which surprised him. He never knew that water could hurt so much. But it had. It even had drawn some blood from Kyrians mouth. Which he wiped off slowly as soon as he realized it.

With a small gleam in his eye. Kyrian's thirst for fighting would come out even more. His blood thirst would soon arise. Which was never there before. But with his long hatred towards the "Outsiders" and with the fact that he hadn't been with his brothers for so long. This brought out a new side of him. One for a thirst for fight.

His eyes would soon become feral as he bared his fangs as he chased after his brother. What new wonders did this so called "Magic" have for him. With everything that he came at Lucas with. His brother had brought up something mystical to repel his attacks. Either it was water or nature.

Or so he thought it was nature. But torrents of wind would rip at his clothes multiple times, slowing him as it tore at his skin. Ripping through his flesh. But these injuries just made him hunger for battle even more.

"It's been so LONG BROTHER! " Kyrian had screamed through the air as if it would rip through time and space.

Kyrian would swipe towards Lucas multiple times. Injuring him in several locations. As the two danced around.

But as the battle would carry one even longer than the previvous one. Kyrian had seemingly felt energetic instead of the opposite. In spars this long with his brothers. He would most likely be tired out and begging for air to flow inside of his lungs. But adernaline was keeping him going as he grew more excited for battle with each passing moment. Each second that this battle had grew on. The more vicious Kyrian had grew.

He swiped at and clawed his way towards hie brother as Lucas's skin would revert towards its normalities after a short duration. Giving Kyrian even more of a reason, or excuse, to drive in harder to Lucas. Clawing deeper and hitting faster than before.

And before he knew it. He would stand victorious ontop of Lucas. He watched as his brother was barely standing against him. His rage for battle and blood had satisfied him. But he didn't know what had brought him out to become this way. But what he had created before him was a riped up Ookami with several claw marks that showed that an Ookami had done this.

That Ookami being him.

He stood there, breathing heavily as watched at what he had done towards his younger brother.

He stared in disbelief. Suddenly, he realised that this wasn't a game anymore. Or just a little fight. What he had done to Lucas was something that he had never imagned. He had took it to far, and for what? His mind raced for things to say or for reasons for why he had done such a thing. But none came to mind. He was really against the 'Outsiders' activity so much that he had brought his rage upon his own kin? Was it that much for him that he needed to release it on some body that he loved?

Kyrian would realise that each finger on both hands were covered in his brothers blood. To which he still couldn't believe as his eyes went back and forth between his brother and his own hands.

His eyes would soon convert as they returned to its orginal hue. Kyrian would soon then drop to his knees infront of him as tears glistened in his eyes.

"Kyrian's sorry. I'm so sorry brother. . . ." he cried out softly as he would reach out for his brother and try to pull him into a hug. But as he got close enough. He flinched and jumped back. As if he was afraid that Lucas wouldn't accept his hug. Or if his brother had thought of him as a monster.

"I'm so sorry. . . . Please forgive. . . I- . . .I don't know what posessed me to do such things. . . I'm sorry. " he would say as he looked helplessly at his brother.

"You. . . can heal the wounds. . . right?"
(Kyrian Hayes)
As the fighting with his brother continued it seemed that Kyrian was being especially violent this time around clawing him more quickly and deeper into his skin with each successive strike. While Lucas could heal the light wounds that didn't mean that they didn't hurt when he got them.

Soon enough the little spar had gotten to the point where Kyrian was treating it as a serious fight. A little bit more than Lucas had asked for. It looked to Lucas almost as if Kyrian was going at him with the intent to kill so that he may have never gone to train with Ryne and the others again.

Kyrian's claws kept seriously tearing at Lucas' flesh over time becoming more than mere flesh wounds. Some of them would have been full on serious injuries if Lucas didn't have water readily available to clean out and administer first-aid response.

Lucas wanted the pain to stop, for his brother to stop but it didn't seem like there would be an end in sight. Until soon enough Lucas' prayers would be answered. Though they may had been answered just a bit too late. He was already barely able to stand and covered in blood, bruises and cuts.

Stepping back a few feet to distance himself from his brother Lucas turned his head to the side. This was done for two reasons. To hide the shame on his face as well as to not look at his brother in the eyes.

"Thanks for the fight. I'll go now." Lucas said in a calm tone of voice.

After saying this, Lucas would walk in a northern direction if he was not stopped by Kyrian. If he wasn't then he would use the opportunity to heal his wounds in isolation and train there.
(Lucas Hayes)
Thanks for the fight. I'll go now."

Kyrian's hand would shoot out and grab at Lucas's arm. But seconds later he would let go in freight if Lucas would lash out at him.

"I'm sorry Lucas. . . I don't kno- I really didn't mean to be so hard with you. . . ." he would say apologeticly.

Kyrian would look at Lucas with sorrow in his eyes. "We can heal you right? Make wounds go away. . .? I really don't know what happened brother. . . I guess the fact that I don't spend time with you and Krosious any more? But that doesn't make it right for me to hurt you. . . I'm sorry." Kyrian would go at it once more. Trying to get his brother to forgive him. But he wouldn't blame him if he didn't.

So all he could do now is just stand there and wait
(Kyrian Hayes)
Lucas didn't need heartfelt apologies. Turning to look away from Kyrian once his arm was let go of, Lucas would continue walking away without a word. He just needed time away from Kyrian. Hopefully his brother would have cooled off once he had returned.

Raising a hand still covered in blood from the injuries Kyrian had left on it, Lucas would wave a farewell. This might have been the last time that the brothers would see each other in a while. Lowering the hand, Lucas would then dash into the nearby trees to make his escape.
(Lucas Hayes)