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”much more” he responded as a shockwave burst from his body knocking away the shade tree branches and sam. ignoring the beginnings of a bruise across his back sam watched as the referee stood up, the change in the man's power didn't deter sam.

”you want more then I give you more!” lashing out with both arms the ground in front of sam was decimated by the telekinetic wave. slamming his frail into the wave dispersing it the referee was caught off guard by next one catching him from the side right into a shade. knocking the see-through wolf he rolled to the side to avoid the on fire ribbon.

after rolling around on the ground for a few minutes mentally cursing and deciding to fuck it the referee activates the other rune cave into the mace. swinging the mace into the ground a small quake spread through the forest. though the raven was less caught off guard then he would have liked he did lose the chance to stand racing at sam.

this time sam didn't interrupt his charge instead he meets it head-on, dodging the frail sam drove his fist into the older man's face before another fist into the stomach and then slamming his heel into the back of his head stunning him.” here's more” directing the power of his ghost core to his voice box sam rubbed his throat,' forgot how cold this feels', kneeling down began to whisper into the older male ear.

sam wasn't sure what he was saying but he knew it working as the color drained from the man's face. by the time sam pulled the referee was crying no weeping his eyes out. ”a perfect example of why I shouldn't whisper to people's soul at least not offensively definitely helped with Travis, god how is that boy doing?”

'my lord you focus on your opponent, and I agree that is not a technique you should use offensively'. right before sam could brush off the warning he was knocked of his feet. he blinked twice before the face came in contact with his face. on pure reflex, he unleashed an omnidirectional blast of ghost energy.

watching sam standing from where he landed the referee could tell instantly he was fucked. slowly sam reached up brushing away the blood revealing no wound, looking at the crimson liquid a dark crocked smile grew on the teens face. ”when was the last time I bleed?” sam asked as the referee found himself floating in the air. he was forced to watch as sam left-hand entered his chest, his shock prevented him from noticing the lack of pain.

clenching his fist sam prevented the man's heart from beating, as his vision faded the man saw the raven mouth open like a god damn anacondas,” thanks for the meal” before attempting to bit the man's head off. grey rose tattoos immediately formed across sam's body connected by there thorny stems and freezing him in his tracks. sam struggled against the tattoos before his mind cleared up. blinking the raven jumped away from the referee and put out the ribbon in one movement.

”This fight is over if you value your life!” the referee blinked not only because of what the teen screamed but the fact his voice was shaking along with his arms. ”I'm serious next time you injure me you will die!”

”Alright, I already got what needed” reaching into his pocket pulling out a container, placing one of the mints-like things in his mouth he felt it melt and sigh as the coolness that flooded through his body the aches and pains of his body. putting the container away he traded it for the ring that brought them here ”come on you want to leave right” sam said nothing before walking straight up and grabbing the ring.

a blink later and they were back at the kitchen table immediately Sam pulled his hand away,” is that all you need for the day” nodding his head he thanked sam's mother for the water before leaving the house.”FUCK” sam screamed slamming his fist into the table.

”glad it's self-repairing*sip*now whats set you off”

”nothing the fight was below my expectations”

”you know I know your tells, so what the truth did you lose your cool o-”

”I said nothing happened! now mind your business” the moment the last word left his mouth, it clicked shut as a wave shame washed over him. immediately sam tried to head up stair only to be stopped by his father, ”I thought that it was clear when we fight-”

”We do not run from each other” sam finished before grumbling as he returned to his seat, all while refusing to look at either of his parents. after his father took his own seat at the table silence enveloped them. during that silence sam briefly thought on the first time they argued that had to bind sam with chains so they could talk it out, sam felt a bit of warmth in his face remembering how he acted afterward clingy and crying.' god I was fragile then wasn't I!' though part of it had to do with the emotional side effect ghost power fierce but easily altered emotions.

”so what happened?”

*sigh*” he landed a hit on me and I reacted badly, almost ended him.” the two parents were silent for a moment before Cora spoke up, ”we kinda expected this might happen someday-” sam looked up surprised and offended”- because you thrive in situations of chaos, combat, and action. we knew one day you would return to your previous action-filled life.”

After a few moments of silence, sam spoke: ”your right I don't like it but your right the calm life isn't for me even if I wish to dear god it was” both parent hearts ached for there child, both stood from there seat walking over to there son wrapping him in their arms.” it does not matter what kind of life you live as long as it makes you happy!”

”even if I became a criminal?” the youngest jokingly asked.

”your already a criminal!” Cora deadpanned.

”you can't deny it” Natale followed up.

”Please you can never prove it!”

”I don't know you have told us all kinds of thing over the years”

”how many of those things do you remember?” sam asked smugly causing his mother to flick his ear, sam immediately returned the favor. Natale flicked them both telling them to knock it off. the two troublemakers locked eye before double-teaming the man.

they messed around for a while before Natale showed sam the dice who only had one thing to say upon seeing them, ”excellent!” with an excited feral look in his eyes, tossing the and catching the dice he connected to the mark in them as he tapped into his witch core,' probably not the best idea when I'm already feeling the effects of my ghost power.”

after feeling his eye shift, he began a chant dinb llac dinb nommon bind, then another ecrofne ecnahne elbakaerbnu, and finaly nommus kcol-viam pugna fuerit placuit,yek-sit decernere pugnam iter. reapting these chant until the they settled in the power of the dice.