Nobody goes thru life unscathed

The tournament

The room was full of contestants, all waiting and also greeting each other. Today was the day of the tournament to get into one of the magic guilds/ clans. The clan was called the War-born. Signifying people born for combat and also things that come with war, like having allies...and enemies. This was a tournament to see who got in, it would include battles with certain rules that the contestants must win in order to go on to join the War-born. All the contestants then looked up to see the screens at the top edges of the room, the ones that showed how the battles would commence, and who they would be versing. After five minutes, an announcer spoke as the two contestants walked out onto the arena. The arena was a coliseum, with a big arena in the center with high walls around it, perfect for battle. The two contestants stood several feet apart and ready as the announcer spoke.
"This will be the hand to hand combat round, this will determine if the fighters today have a chance of making it, this is a quick way to get the little kids out of here, and to test who really is worth the War-born, and with that out of the way, fighters....BEGIN"
The two looked very different in appearance. One wore a tank top, had red and purple hair and had a corresponding outfit. He smirked as he walked toward his opponent. The opponent took up a fighting stance. His opponent wore a black cloak/ robe with designs shaped like three red claw marks. He wore wore a black mask over his mouth and nose but you could still see his diamond blue eyes glaring and his blond hair slightly seeable under the cloak. He then ran forward with surprising agility. Damion, the blond, rushed his opponent and quickly dodged a punch to the head, delivering his own punch to the gut. Damion then sidestepped, barely avoiding a knee to his chest. Damion took advantage of the moment of opportunity to strike and landed a fist straight to his opponents cheek, then a quick knee to the gut. He planned to finish this fight as soon as possible, waiting for his moment to show his true abilities in later matches. He then kept punching at his opponent, though not actually trying to land a good blow. His goal was just to drive his opponent to the wall, and it worked. His opponent then tried landing a few blows but those were nimbly dodged again. Damion quickly got behind his opponent and he had practically won. He grabbed his opponent throat, and slammed his forehead into the wall, making him unconscious. He kicked his opponent away and started walking back to the room with the other contestants.
"And the winner is Damion micheals!!! A spectacular though one sided match to kick off this tournament,
Congratulations to him! Well done!" The announcer said. Damion ignored the applause and went to the training room set up, a room connected by a hallway to the room that had the other contestants.

He wanted to get straight to training. He quickly looked at the weapon wall and table that was laid out and quickly scanned over all the weapons. He then chose two swords that were laid right next two each other. One was almost red crystal looking while the other was black wit a red rimmed blade. He chose them and went into the simulation mode. He trained for a good while, also watching the screens to see when he was up. He trained almost the whole time before his next match. When he next stepped out into the arena he was ready. He was versing an opponent named Livernious meta. Livernious used a rifle except at the end it had an axe attached to the end of the large barrel. "This fight will be a no holding back fight, there are healers on stand by so fighters don't have to be afraid of using pretty much lethal force, and with that let the match between Livernious meta and Damion Micheals BEGIN!!!" The announcer spoke.
With that Damion rushed toward Livernious very quickly, knowing he would have to close the distance if he wanted a chance. Livernious started shooting many rounds toward Damion. Damion dodged and blocked them,never slowing his pace. Then he was there. Livernious swung his axe at Damion but Damion jumped above him trying to get at overhead slash, but it was blocked by the rifle. After Damion landed Livernious had the rifle pointed at him, but he managed to jump out of the way before the shot fired. He did a roll and got back up on his feet. He rushed Livernious again with a barrage of attacks, Livernious barely able to block them all. Livernious then was able to go on an attacking spree though not managing to even getting close to hitting Damion. He then kicked Damion back, and began firing many rounds off again. Damion ran sideways to get out of the way of the shots, then lunged at Livernious, making a painful decision that was going to win him the fight. Livernious landed one shot, then another, but then realized his mistake. Damion barely sucked up the pain and delivered a stab with both blades together to Livernious' stomach. He then slashed his stomach with both swords and kicked him away. Livernious coughed up blood and went unconscious. Healers immediately rushed to the arena as Damion walked back inside to train some more and to watch the upcoming matches....