Physco a man from the 5th realm. You are soon to find out why they call him that. Jason from the 3rd realm. The battle to the death would take place in the night. Mainly because one of the two was a vampire and one of them was a killer. So in short both of them are more powerful in the night. Physco is strongly built for war with his masculine physique and stealthy body. The blood on his short knife is what catches the eye of audiences nearby. His clothes too have blood and the side of his face as if he had worn somebody else's face. He pointed towards Jason and made a sign of death towards him. All Jason did was curse at him and shared a gesture we all know by now. Fuck you. Since Physco didn't understand the gesture, all he did was look at him. Though by now, Jason could already taste his bitter. Simply saying he was not a human. He could be a vampire but he didn't have that scent. He had a stench beyond Jason's taste. Jason, a man (ofc) heavily armoured. His black sleek hair was long reaching up to his waist.
His skin colour was a bit grey with a hint of silver. His fangs, which were about six inches long were displayed in a menacing way which suggested he was ready. Physco reached for the ground and touched it slightly. Thick red blood dripped from his arms and numerous small needle like holes began forming from his skin. He became a distorted figure of the next SCP.
Jason was slightly disturbed as his urge for blood slowly overcame him. His eyes slowly turning to a silverish colour.
"Fight"
Jason launched at god speed towards Physco. As he got closer, the ground screamed at him. Before he could see it, Physco was right in front of him holding a blood axe. Stitches together with earth to create a new weapon for him. But since Jason had silver resistance, he used something stronger. Tritium, in their world, it's gotten from the depths of a sea where all of them are bone from. His realm is made out of stable and unstable compounds mixed to produce s crazy weapon.
Physco flashed past Jason who regained over his urge. He looked at his stomach area. His guts were missing and he had gained multiple cuts which were not healing as he expected. He touched his wound and his finger got a first degree burn. He winced and looked around for Physco who could not be seen from his point of view. His vision slowly became blurred until he couldn't see anything. His body slowly froze and the last few words he heard were, "I hope you your time in my hell."
The next sight was bony Jason being buried in a compartment. They had lost one of their blood brother. The monster didn't leave his flesh on him. Physco sat at a table waiting for his next victim.
"Physco proceeds"