Some Days are Harder Than Others (OPEN)

Aaron would take the headbutt, throwing an uppercut for Leons midsection to send him flying back. He would turn at the same time, aiming a back ended spinning kick for Phoebe, would was likely in range at this point.

'Come on...I need more....'

Felix entered the gym, in a pair of dark grey sweats that were rolled up to his knees, and a white tank top. He was stoked, this was to be his first time actually going to a gym, period. Felix was practically dancing, his excitement growing more and more until he had reached the front door; which was surprisingly being held by the person who told him about this gym in the first place. His smile widened as he called out to her, "Yo, Luna, let's go in!" He had a pair of headphones on, completely unaware of the bedlam ensuing inside the gym. She saw a strange look in her eye, something akin to awe . . . maybe even fear? Felix disregarded this information excitably bounding into the gym, he stopped in his tracks when he saw the crazy shit going on.

He watched as a blonde kid bounced off the ceiling and headbutted . . . was that one of the teachers at their school? The blow hit the teacher in the chest. 'I'll have to remember to write that down.' He would think to himself as the boy was then uppercutted in the stomach. Felix grinned. Was this what the gym was like? It was better than he could have imagined! He took off his headphones tossing them to Luna, giving her a wink before sprinting into the fray, "Watch this!" He jumped into the air, his momentum carrying him forward. He would tuck his knees to his chest, before shooting them explosively outward aiming them at the mans chest, performing a dropkick; his signature move. 

Leon's midsection would absorb the impact of Aaron's fist. With pain, a considerable amount of pain. Leon would end up flying back landing on his butt and rolling backwards to his a knee. He saw the other guy go for an attack and having fought Aaron in a group before, knew better than to attack from this angle. Leon would move around and begin to approach ready in case the guy used a meat flail.

Felix was pumped full of adrenaline, as he flew at the rampaging man, fully expecting to kick some ass. Sadly reality didn't work that way, the man either had the sixth sense, or was on a completely different level. He figured it was both.

The man simply turned his body, letting Felix fly past him; he didn't miss completely, tearing into the guys shirt with his kick. But a ripped shirt wasn't going to do anything; before he could even hit the ground the man was on him. Briefly he managed to think, 'I've made a grave error.' before the man slammed his elbow towards Felix, aimed at his gut. He barely had enough time to defend, putting his forearms up as a shield, but the strength behind the blow guaranteed he still felt the hit through his block. 'What the fu- '

He hit the ground. Hard. After a moment of remaining motionless, trying to remember how breathing worked. He took a deep ragged breath before coughing violently, his vision was blurry, and the knowledge of what he was doing there had been literally struck out of him. His senses had fled, all he knew at the moment was he needed to get away. His legs wouldn't work, so he tried to crawl away.

"Didn't. Even. Hurt." he would manage to taunt between breaths, but it of course did nothing to help him escape the man's wrath. He was punted by a kick that could only be described as Herculean in strength, sending him flying back the way he had come, towards the entrance. Felix's vision was fading fast, as he tumbled through the air like a ragdoll, through the haze he swore he saw a bright blue approaching quickly, but he was too out of it to register who or what it was, the last thing that went through his mind was. 'M-my dropkick.' before his vision faded to black.

Leon noticed the girl make a move. His grin widened. He would quickly step in remaining on the fronts of his feet as he rushed to throw a low kick for the back of Aaron's left knee with his right leg. His casted arms prepared to use his new fighting style. He had been developing it for a while since most of his opponents were physically stronger, he hoped it would work with the state of himself, but if the girl was good enough she'd distract Aaron enough, if she wasn't then Leon would have mere instants to react to the next set of actions.

He could appreciate the kids stubborn words before he went out- reminded him of his siblings.

Aaron was dropped to both knees, Lunas fist hitting his face instead of his chest, turning his head to the side. He threw out a left palm strike for her sternum, aiming to lift her and send her flying into the bleachers. Not wanting to risk a rear naked choke, he rolled forward and over into a crouch, turning to face Leon and Phoebe.

That was more like it.

He lurched forward, aiming a kick sweep for the side of Bee's feet, at the same time aiming a right backhand for Leons face.

Leon would take the backhand spinning with the strike to throw his own kick for Aaron's chest! At the same time as Phoebe. It was double team time!