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How long had it been since they had begun? Since they both lost themselves in the thrill of battle and let their primal instincts take over? It was almost savage-like how they had managed to resort to such beastly-like mannerisms and behaviors.
[break][break] At some point intricate battle strategies gave way to hard honed instincts. The fighting that was taking place here was something unlike anything Victoria had ever experienced before. And somehow, within that train of thought, while sinking, she couldn't help the strain that came to the forefront of her mind.
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Understanding.
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[break][break] For the first time in years, she believed she finally understood just what it was that her father,
THEO BECKETT, had tried so hard to keep her away from. To
protect her from. But Victoria Beckett was a proud and stubborn woman by nature. She would've resisted with all her might and fought hard to win the approval and attention from the one who sacrificed and cared for her. Buried deep within her heart, that desire for affection would twist and morph into an irrational fear of abandonment and uselessness.
[break][break] After all, time and time again the child had only seen the direct result and consequence of failure and powerlessness. Who's to say she wouldn't be left broken, bleeding, and alone just like all the other's who fell at her feet? Thus began the girl's obsession with strength and power. It was the only thing she could truly cling to when all other's would fail to remain by her side. The one constant that would never betray her with honied false promises.
[break][break] She believed through sheer determination she could
will her desires into fruition.
How naive she must've been. For the girl quickly learned the bitter taste of defeat and devastation. Each flaming lick of loss she suffered only further littered her ego with bruises and scars. Before long the occurrences became too constant to be considered mere...accidents.
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Then the crippling paranoia set in... [break][break] The venomous voice that whispered dark thoughts in her ears, that was once but a whisper, now commanded the authority and direct attention of her mind. It told her it was only a matter of time before they left her for good. That this was her last chance. That if she didn't shape up she'd end up like the cold crumpled husks of everyone she trampled on to get here.
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Oh, how fitting it would be to see the mighty hung so low... [break][break] Tori had no choice but to bend the knee and submit to other authorities. As if the swallowing of her pride wasn't enough she was forced to seek the aid of those traitors that had crippled her so. Like
jayden cross. Like
Cillian Quinn.
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..... Like THEO BECKETT. [break][break] Seeing the ice boulder smash into the form of her enemy and cause her to fall was like the direct physical manifestation of all her hard work coming to pass. Had this been the right way after all? For all she toiled and labored tirelessly after the pursuit of something so familiar yet foreign like '
strength'. Was this truly all it took?
[break][break] The feeling Tori felt in that moment, watching as the direct cause of her actions bore their ripened fruit, was hard to put into simple words. She was overcome with a multitude of intense emotions that flooded her very being all at once. But the main one at the forefront of it all was...
euphoria.
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Ah, so this is it. This is bliss.' she thought to herself.
[break][break] That feeling gave way to shock as she watched the primal leviathan swallow the woman whole before diving back into the water's depths. The impact from the dive caused massive waves to ripple and find their way to Tori and her opponent as their bitter struggle was resumed once more.
[break][break] Tori's lungs burned for air as she continued to resist in order to trap her opponent beneath the waves. Meanwhile her Arctovish finally lost the fight against the Zygarde. It's
OUTRAGE assault proved too much to handle. But Tori wasn't upset. She had been surprised it had lasted as long as it had, after all it had to contend with the likes of
Remiel Calcifet prior to this devastating bout.
[break][break] Suddenly, life seemed to return to her opponent in some sort of unthinkable force. He yanked and tugged on her before finally managing to throw her off. The impact of it all caused Tori to gasp for air only to have saltwater fill her lungs. As panic began to set in she noticed the familiar figure of her Phione, who had left their pokeball of their own will seemingly sensing that it's trainer needed it's help.
[break][break] Leading her to the surface Tori broke free gasping and gulping for air. But she wasn't allowed a moments rest before her opponent was on top of her once more. The waters depths were steadily declining but with each moment the blows he made against her were heavier and heavier than before.
[break][break] Tori would be lying if she said that the exhaustion of constant combat hadn't begun to creep up within her but she had no choice but to endure. The alternative...was truly no option at all. His blows broke bones and fractured other's as she felt the familiar metallic taste of blood gather in her mouth.
[break][break] Somewhere in between all of that the faintest of breezes caressed her face. She wasn't aware at first but the moment she found her opponent hesitate the realization hit her like a ton bricks.
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"Tori?" he called out as he looked upon her in disbelief. Tori, on the other hand, faltered as her hands flew to her face. Touching in disbelief before she realized that her mask had been ripped off by his hands. That's when everything began to piece together for her. He was so familiar because she had met him before. Hell...she even had '
enjoyed' his presence.
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"...Roy." she said through gritted teeth. It was truly unfortunate, but there was no love or friendship in bitter war. Now that it had come to this and her cover was blown there was truly only one thing that could be done now. The very thing she had been doing since the beginning.
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[break][break] Violet eyes narrowed into a glare as she refocused on her opponent with new resolve. She couldn't allow him to walk free now that he knew her identity. Her claws had been lost to the waves long ago but Tori was always equipped with an abundance of tools at her disposal.
[break][break] Chain scythes were at her side in moments as she tightened her grip on them. Within moments she was upon Roy again, but this time, her resolve was even stronger than it had been before. If she must take the man down before her than so be it. She'd do so by any means necessary. Neri, her Phione, lurked in the waters and when her trainer decided to strike they did as well. Transparent soundwaves were released in the form of a
SUPERSONIC soundwave towards the 10% Zygarde and it's trainer.
[break][break] Somewhere in the back of Tori's mind she couldn't help but think that
this was all such a shame now that she knew who he was.
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tl;dr: Tori has front row seats to the consequences of her actions. Watched as Freya gets vored by Kyogre due to her actions. Arctovish faints after final outrage from 10% Zygarde. Tori continues to struggle against her opponent but the lethargy is catching up to her. During the exchange her mask gets ripped off and she's 'discovered' by her opponent who she finally recognizes. Double's down on her stance and fights him with new weapon: chain scythe (yes, tori is a walking arsenal #narutobelieveit) Phione uses SUPERSONIC.
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[attr="class","cp cp-fire"] LOC: D-2 (next to roy)