The Battle of the Projects (PRIVATE - PROJECT DEATH ONLY)

Project Fury, AKA Patrica, grunted as she placed the weight bar back onto it's resting position, the reinforced metal bar being made specially for those with super strength to work out, as the weights were labeled by tons and not pounds. The 22 year old 6 foot 2 Pain look-alike wiped away some sweat from her forehead with a towel and stood back up. The muscular, French-raised Amazon-like woman was clad in a white tanktop, gray basketball shorts and white sneakers. The woman pulled her shoulder-blade length gray hair back into a low ponytail and walked out of the gym as she got prepared to go on a run throughout the city. She looked around with her crystal blue eyes and sighed to herself, having long gotten used to the Big Apple. "Les choses sont devenues assez ennuyeuses. Je veux que quelque chose arrive pour diviser la monotonie" she said to herself under her breath in French, her thick French accent standing out amongst the many people people with the thick New Yorker accents. She said she wished something would come along to make things less boring and the tall, French-raised Bombshell of a woman had no idea what was about to come her way.

Project Death watches as the escaped 'family' member walks out of the gym and goes onto the streets of New York. He smirks and jumps down onto the ground behind her, the ground cracking underneath his feet and sending out a small fissure from him to the project standing infront of him. He stands up fully and walks up to her shaking his head in dissaproval, "Project Fury, the 'family' would like you to come home now. You may come back with me either willingly, or we can do this my way." Death says in his low, dark, unused, thick Russian accent that strikes fear into all who hear them. The six foot five, buff man coverd in a pitch black cloak coverd from head to foot, his bloodshot eyes the only thing peeking out at her. Project Death looks over at the Project Perfection escapie, arms crossed over his chest shaking his head in dissaproval from the fact that she chose to leave.

She stopped in her tracks when she heard a loud impact sound with the ground behind her. She turned to look up at a man three inches taller then her, who was really muscular and had a Russian accent. The pale-skinned bombshell looked up at him in a confused manner. The very moment she heard the words Project Fury come out of his mouth, she realized he was sent to drag her back to Project Perfection. While the man was still speaking, she sprung into action and sent a full-powered right hook to the right side of his chin, not holding anything back. She wasn't going back to Project Perfection and she was gonna do whatever it took to keep herself from being dragged back, even if it meant killing those sent after her.

Project Death sees the punch and easily grabs it clenching her fist in his with all of his strength. While doing that he lets his cloak fall to the ground revealing true form, the skeleton like head and everything else. Once the cloak hits the ground giving him more manuverability he throws a punch out at the girl not holding anything back in it. The reason he isn't holding anything back is because he was simply told not to, Project Perfection wants her back a live of course, but they would not mind if she was brought back dead because it wold be one less escapie they do not have to worry about or keep track of. After the punch is thrown without waiting to see if it hits, he dives to the side and goes for a sweep kick to try and knock her off her feet where he will then send a menacing punch straight down into her skull as hard as he possibly can.

She was surprised for a moment to see him catch the fist and clenched her teeth in a bit of pain as he squeezed her fist with his full strength. She watched as he sent a fist at her, which she dodged and watched as he dove to the side and attempted to knock her off her feet with a sweep kick. Letting her instincts take hold, she jumped up into the air just enough to avoid the sweep kick and while he was still down on the ground, she drove her fist downwards towards his neck where she intended to decapitate him with a single, fully powered punch. She wasn't going to take any chances or make any mistakes. She couldn't afford them, what with this man intending to either drag her back to Project Perfection or kill her and she refused to go back to the people who tried to use some damned drug to wipe away her free will and emotions. She was going to do whatever it took to stay out of their hands.

Death snarls as both of his attacks miss watching her jump into the air over his sweep kick before sending a punch at his head. He easily moves his head out of the way by throwing an arm up to block it, he grunts a little feeling the force of the blow back him up a bit sending him rolling backwards. He uses this momentem to spring up in the air using not his speed but his strenght in his legs to throw him through the air attempting to football tackle the girl down onto the ground. If this is successful he throws a punch out at her using all of his srength, attempting to either make this girl unconsious or cave her head in with his strength. Death snarls wanting to end this fight and take this escapie back to the 'family' where she belongs, doing this only on the orders if Project Perfection and their sole orders alone.

Fury smirks in satisfaction as she watched as the man roll backwards from the force of the blow. She frowns, however, when she saw the man move his body upwards using his incredible leg strength and attempting to football tackle her. She growled in an annoyed manner as she pulled a slab of concrete out of the ground and prepared herself. Right as she was tackled to the ground, she immediately counterattacked by using her full strength to drive the slab of concrete into the man's face with the intent to force him off of her. Normally, this wouldn't be very effective but the sheer strength behind the strike combined with the sheer force of impact would do some decent damage and force him off of her. Even though she was tackled, by attacking him with the slab of concrete, she moved her body around with that, causing her to just barely dodge the punch he launched out at her.

While in the air Project Death blinks as he sees the giant slab of concrete that the girl pulled into the air, having no possible way to dodge it only to lessen the blow. Which he does by quickly throwing his hands up infront of his head, and hits it straight on. He grunts out only slightly feeling the pain, as he is sent flying backwards a couple feet landing on his back. He groans standing up feeling slightly dizzy and disorintated he shakes his head to get the feeling away as he looks up seeing the concrete slap shattered into a million pieces. So instead of using that one he slams his fist into the ground and clenches it pulling up another piece of concrete from the ground which he then chucks at Project Fury with as much force and strength as he can possibly muster. After it leaves his hand he sprints at her to send a punch at her gut to knock the wind out of her, hopping she will fall to the ground; once there on the ground the skeleton reject will slam his foot down attempting to hit her stomach and crack a few ribs and maybe knock her out for good from loss of air.

Fury quickly stood up when she saw him fly backwards, dropping into a defensive stance as she prepared for the onslaught that was to come. She watched as he chucked a different slab of concrete at her and she ducked under it with relative ease. She, however, was unprepared for the next attack and had the wind knocked out of her, though she somehow managed to stay on her feet. She quickly got the air back into her system and decided to quickly attack while he was still so close to her, going for a powerful uppercut to his chin in an attempt to knock his head clean off, though just in case he dodged that, she aimed her other fist for a strike straight at his solar plexus, which would cause borderline crippling pain to the point where he would black out for a few seconds, considering the solar plexus was one of the body's weak points.

Project Death frowns as she is only out for a couple of mere seconds which pisses him off. The punch to his head send his head up a bit and he stumbles back out of reach of the second punch that would have done some damge from the way it was thrown and the spot it was aimed at. He grunts in annoyance, his head and neck being really the only thing that hurts the most in his body from the fight with that damned bliss girl. He smirks and snaps his head forward, before rushing out at the girl and sending a punch out at her jaw attempting to shatter it before rolling to the side and ducking down to dodge any counter attack, while in a crouching position he throws a punch out at the girls gut, turning into a uppercut which he would put into effect by puching his legs straight up pilling the punch all the way up through untill he reaches her head attempting to slam it upwards and snap her neck with the upward motion.