Strange Vulcans Part One (Deniel)

His gaze turned back to the Vulcans. One of them was coming straight at him, so Deniel rolled out of the way towards Amrageddon. He grabbed the massive blade out of the ground and held it up to the Vulcans. "Deniel! I thought you said you weren't going to kill!" Deniel smirked at his blade and then spun the hilt in his hands so it was being held sideways. "I don't intend to." "What?" The Vulcans were a bit concerned with the fact that Deniel was using a weapon, but took his challenge anyway. They pounded both of their chests and gave him a fast swing. Deniel leaped from the ground near the Vulcan's head, and then gave him a hard smack on the head with Armageddon. He didn't use the blade, though...he just used the metal on the blade. "BONK!" The Vulcan suffered a harsh hit on the head from Deniel's sword, and all that left was the other one. The Vulcan fell to the ground, dazed and knocked out. All that left was the other one, which Deniel stared straight at with his eyes. The Vulcan looked at him, feeling a little intimidated. He held his hands up in surrender, took a few steps back, and then took off. Deniel laughed and sheathed Armageddon on his back. "Whelp! Mission complete!"


"You and I are going to have a serious talk later...."


"Yeah...I know..."