Let's get this show on the road! (Duo AH/ Qi unlock)

Felix grinned as Leon came over, the pit of violent anger in his gut alleviated for just a second. But it was only a second, the grin soon died replaced with an uncharacteristically straight face. Felix for once said nothing, instead charging Leon, the pain on his face was clear, as well as the intention. As much as he considered Leon as a sort of big brother, he planned to hurt him. And if he himself got hurt in the process, even better. He ran at Leon wildly swinging. He threw a sloppy haymaker for the boy's face, while also reaching for the collar of the boy's clothes.

Felix felt his blow satisfyingly connect, he smiled just as he was kneed. He started to double over, all thoughts leaving his mind except for one incessant word rebounding constantly in his mind. 'Hurt. Hurt. Hurt.' Resisting the urge to fold over, he headbutted Leon, skull to skull. He would do it again and again and again, in a never ending effort just to forget, his teeth grit together painfully. "GRAGGHH!" He shouted in exhilaration and anger. He let himself cut loose. 

Felix barreled along the slick pavement, picking up various cuts and bruises. Managing to stop his momentum, he scrambled back to his feet, scraping his hands on the rough ground. He rushed Leon jumping at him with a flying left knee aimed for Leon's chest. Still in the air he would follow the kick, with a heavy right hook to Leon's face, a wild grin growing on his face. "C'mon this aint' all ya got is it!"

Felix's mind was incomprehensible at this point, devolving into nothing more than pure anger and instinct, only caring to hit and be hit. Though when Leon's hand closed over his face a moment of calm flowed through him, as he was slammed harshly into the ground, the back of his head hitting the pavement. The world went gray for a moment, and time seemed to slow down. In his eyes Leon's fist was taking an awful long time to come down, his body felt heavy and he couldn't move . . . but he did have time to think. The memories came then, rushing into his mind, he couldn't force them away. 'N-No-- Stop! STOP!'

The scene came back to him vividly. Him as a kid in elementary, being called down to the principals office, his mom sitting there waiting for him, her face as she told him that they had found his dad's body. Felix could feel his mind snapping. He wasn't ready to deal with this, not even close. Leon's fist came down, smashing against his nose bringing him back to the present. "You said you would come back . . .", he staggered to his feet, seemingly unfazed by the blow. "You lied." He spoke out to no one, he spoke out to everyone, he spoke out to whoever the fuck would listen! He appeared to stare straight at Leon, but in actuality he was looking through him. "You lied."

His fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms and drawing blood that flowed as easily as his tears. Felix sniffed, cracking his neck. He felt hot all over, unbearably so. He peeled his soaked through shirt off his back, throwing it to the ground. Strangely enough the previous thought was being illustrated unknowingly by Felix. The rain literally evaporating as it came into contact with him. Felix rushed Leon again, shooting a right front kick for Leon's left knee. Right after he would throw an uppercut halfway to Leon's side before feinting, and following up with a left hook to his right side.

He could feel himself slipping mentally. All his other emotions that made him who he was were fading away. They were replaced with a raw anger and sadness. It was a tidal wave of emotion, and he couldn't fight it. His attacks were either blocked or avoided, it all only fueled his inner demons clawing at the back of his mind. He wanted to rip them away like his shirt, but they were inside of him, and that thought only made him angrier.

An uppercut to his gut folded him over, setting him up for one hell of a right hook. He staggered backwards in a daze, the steam getting so intense it clouded his vision. 'Why is it SO DAMN HOT!' With this last thought the steam turned into a black, smokey shroud that began to envelop his entire body. He didn't even know what was happening anymore, but everything was pissing him off! "SON OF A BITCH!" He punched the ground, the concrete cracking around his fist. The new found power in his hand forgotten by the sea of emotion he was experiencing.

"We aint' done yet.", he growled, coming back at Leon. He planned to continue to do so until one of them went down. He would stand just outside of Leon's range before rushing in, making sure he was up close before leaping up to chest level while simultaneously tucking his knees to his chest. He then propelled his legs outward towards Leon's chest, using the attack as a springboard to push himself back out of Leon's range.

Felix touched back down on the ground, watching as Leon recovered; rolling back to his feet. He waited for Leon to come to him-- that is until he noticed him take a breath. Despite his mind being clouded in rage, he still recognized the tell tale sign of Leon's lightning attacks, if anything he was more aware than usual. He broke into a sprint just to get out of the way. He could feel the tingle of electricity make the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. Lightning in the rain was a pretty risky move, for the both of them. So that's how he wanted to play. Felix didn't stop running, cutting hard in Leon's direction aiming to tackle him to the floor and get him to a mounting position.