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Austin's brow furrowed as strands of hair began turning from blue to black, flickering like a lightbulb losing power. How did she know his name? Had he told her at some point during their partnership? No, he couldn't have, he was far too careful to have let that happen. Still, her knowing his name was an enigma to him, one he wouldn't have enough time to find the solution to.

He grit his teeth as the sword was removed, Shadow teleported him away from the doctors and he was now losing more blood than ever. His vision started to blur, and sounds became muffled, he could barely make out Shadowbirds words as she spoke to him.
"I'm a goner, shadow. Without help from those doctors I'm as good as dead. But I can't risk going back to a life like that. Too much danger for my friends and family. You just keep on doing what we always did, you gotta be strong now, stronger than ever now that you're on your own. Scum like Berserker won't stop just cause I'm gone." He could feel his eye twitching and fluttering, trying to close before all of his systems shut down. His breathing was noticeably course, like broken pipes trying to force steam out.

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Whip looked up at the now clouding sky through his remaining eye. The pain was close to unbearable as he was pulled out from underneath Berserker, he stifled a yelp and gritted his bloodied teeth. Even if he had gotten medical attention there and then the arm couldn't be saved. The smell of copper filled his nostrils as his blood pooled, he was strangely serene, the adrenaline masked his pain and he barely managed to grin as Shadowbird spoke.
"I'm done, Shadow." He growled, his lungs struggling to process air. "We had a good run. Never thought it'd end like this." A morose cough of a laugh left his mouth as he reflected on his time as a hero. "I've got one request. I live with my uncle on 21st Chamberlain street, if I don't survive this, tell him who I was." His head fell to look at his partner, who was looking away from his gored face. "S'pose I'm not so pretty anymore huh?" A joke on his death bed, it was almost expected of Whiplash.

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How long do you want to take the death scene?

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Berserker started mouthing off again, he used to be more bark than bite, Whip prayed that hadn't changed. He thought about her question, mulling over a plan in his head that would never come to fruition as the two had to act. Shadowbird charged Berserker with Whip following closely behind.

Again, he slide between his legs slashing his other calf as Shadowbird vaulted over him and sent a blitz of paint balls down upon him. He quickly got to his feet, grabbing a small child who had ran out in fear and speeding him off to the other end of the street and to safety with the numerous police officers who were blocking off the outer most reaches of the area.

By the time he had turned around, it looked like it was too late. Berserker had smacked Shadowbird across the ground and had just begun his ascension above her. Whip made an exasperated sound. This fight was going to end in bloodshed one way or another, he wasn't going to let it be Shadowbirds.

He sprinted up, going faster than he ever had, sparks jolting off of him and bounding down his body as he rapidly approached the two. He shoulder barged Shadowbird out of the way, quickly pointing his sword up in a vain effort to end the entire thing.

As quickly as Berserker had jumped the fight ended. Whip's blade lay broken in two, the handle and first half of the blade planted within Berserker, and the rest puncturing Whip's heart as he desperately clung on to life. His arm, crushed by the now deceased mass of Berserker, restricted his movement greatly. His glasses had shattered, glass sprinkled and puncturing his left eye as he coughed up blood.

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No problem! I'll have a post up in a bit

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@Xikari chan Didn't you want Shadow to almost get crushed? I was just waiting for that tbh

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Shadowbird appeared on the scene just in time, but in a seemingly more reckless mood than usual. Her actions looked angry, like she was trying to put Berserker away for good this time. Whip couldn't say that he disliked it, for all he knew it would get the fight over and done with quicker.

He hopped off the car to her side as she skidded back, grabbing her upper arm and helping her to her feet. He looked at the situation and his surroundings as Berserker got ready to charge, kicking dust behind him like a raging bull. His familiar smile was not present as a small bit of blood dribbled from the corner of his mouth. Berserker had gotten stronger somehow, before he was manageable, now he was a major problem.

Whip's brow furrowed as he ran at the charging Berserker, he suddenly activated his speed, leapt onto a near by building and then off it to slap Berserker across the face with the broad side of his sword, sending him tumbling into a building. Damages would be high, but worth it if it stopped this maniac. He wiped his mouth with his hand.
"Heh, not bled in a while, Zerker, s'pose I should thank you" He said pointing his sword at the villain who was trying to gain his footing among the rubble of the diner he had just crashed into.

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Whip's foot tapped anxiously on the dusty concrete of the roof. Something about what Berserker was shouting really ticked him off, it was riling him up like pre-fight boxing insults. He snarled, he couldn't wait any longer, he'd have to intervene, it was the only way to stop more people getting hurt.

He took a few steps back, before sprinting forward, unsheathing his sword and leaping off of the roof like an eagle swooping down to catch it's prey. As he fell, he angled his sword towards Berserker before shouting an angry reply to his last comment.
"Heroes are right here you ugly bastard!" His voice was harsh and angry.

He was slightly off target as his blade only sliced the arm of Berserker, causing him to roar in fury moreso than pain. He sent a swing towards Whip, which he promptly blocked with his sword, sending him sliding back along the ground before he regained his foot and ran at Berserker, ducking under a punch and sliding through his legs before slashing his calf and rolling to his feet.

He did not expect Berserker to be that durable.

The slash did nothing, Berserker turned as quickly as he would have and sent a punch to the gut of Whip, sending him flipping back onto a nearby upturned car. He pushed himself up, gritting his teeth as he stared down his opponent with malice in his eyes.

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@Xikari chan That sounds great, I'll finish this post and then get some sleep.