Okay, so I'm Hirume, a newbie writer. This is basically my first ever fanfic. So it's a given that I don't own Grand Chase or it's characters. I do, however, own some ideas and some OCs(Which might or might not appear. Probably as extras.)

Sad to say, I'm not that good at writing. If you have any tips on how I can improve, then I'll be glad if you can share them. Well, read on.

Ronan, the Royal Guard Master and the tournament official, and Lire had been arguing for the past hour now. Recently, the queen declared that a Close-Quarters Combat Tournament (Better known as CQCT) was to be held. Well-known warriors and aspiring martial artists were drawn far and wide throughout the continent and neighboring islands. It was to be held in honor of having the long-awaited peace they worked so hard to attain. But, for Lire, there is just one tiny-itty-bitty problem.

"Lire, for the last time, You can't fight in the tournament!" The man in a uniform said.

The elven girl he was talking to frowned at that "Tell me, where in the rules says that I can't join?"

"Right here." Ronan pointed to a line on the posted plastered on the wall behind him.

"NO Projectiles are allowed to be used in the tournament. Arrows, Bullets, Missiles, Bolts, Bolts of magic, Notes of Destruction, Seeds of Doom, and Stuff Toys are prohibited from the arena.

Exemptions are: Bombs, Waves of [Spiritual]Energy, Icicles, Lazer Eye-beams, Mines, Shock Waves, and Thrown Main Weapons."

"So? Nothing says I can't participate." Ronan sighed and drooped his shoulders. He was tired of explaining to Lire why she can't be in the tournament.

"I TOLD you!" He near-scolded the blonde elf who didn't even flinch under the exerted effort of the Knight. "You can't use your Weapons here."

"Why can't I?"

The man spun and turned his back to Lire and began swearing incoherent words. After what seemed like 5 minutes of stomping, irritated grumblings, shaking fists, head-smashing, and crazy dancing, he faced Lire once again with a practiced, but shaky smile on his face. "Lire. Tell me, you do know that Arrows and Bolts are forbidden right?"

A nod.

"And your weapons use Arrows and Bolts to work right?"

Another nod, but this time a little worry was drawn on the flawless face of the archer.

"So that means you're practically useless in battle without them right?"

No response. Just a menacing glare. The little worry on her features replaced by fierce anger on her green eyes.

"Which means you will get beat up into a pulp by the contestants. That's what I mean by you can't join."

Silence.

Lire's aura glowered around her. Her golden bangs shadowed those sharp lovely eyes and the temperature around the two of them dropped. Ronan edged slowly away as he thought 'Oooh Boy. It's one thing for a girl to be mad. It's another for a girl as nice as Lire to be furious. Tell me why I agreed to be the Head of the Tournament Committee?'

Suddenly, she grinned. The smile isn't the one she usually used, it was one that said that this girl has a plan and you people better stay away if you know what's good for you. It was a smile used by sinister beings that knows what it wants and it knows how to get it.

She lifted her hand and touched Ronan's cheek. "Don't worry your pretty little head about it. I can handle myself." She patted it a few times and continued "Just sign me up, okay dear?"

Then, she walked out of the room, leaving a nervous knight on her wake. With a shaky voice, he called the poor sap who had to wait for over an hour just to apply into the tournament. "N-next!"

~H~I~R~U~M~E~

Elesis and Amy sat at a cafe in one of the busiest streets in Kanavan. Both girls are talking about the upcoming torunament and the unexpected participation of a certain green clad archer.

"I'm telling you Ams, Lire's joining." The red clad teenager said. Her milkshake untouched since it's arrival ten minutes ago at their table. The two decided to rest here after their daily partol, and the shop owner was gracious enough to reserve a booth for a member of Grand Chase. The team liked to stop by here and had been a place to for them to lay back or discuss some things.

Her pink haired pop idol companion ate spoonfuls of ice cream while listening to her. She occationally nodded or gave squeals of delight both from the treat and the topic they shared. The last one topic rated high in the 'unbelieaveable meter'.

"Lire? Joining? Oh please Els, saying Lire can fight in close range is like saying Jin will hit me." True, Jin would never hit Amy, even if he could, he can never get past his infatuation for the pink ball of energy enough to physically harm his source of affection.

"So you're not saying it's possible?" Elesis asked, finally taking a sip on the cold beverage. "I've been with Lire since the start of our quests. I've seen Lire use her bow to hit our enemies when she couldn't hit them with her arrows early on. Let me tell you, she hits them stratigically, in the joints, nerve areas... Don't you think she can wield some other weapon besides Bows and Crossbows?"

"Well, if she can, why haven't she used it yet? Many times she ran out of arrows in the most dangerous times. Remember the encounter with Gaia?"

The knight nodded, but reinforced her doubts. "Those times we had her back. Ryan was also staying back in battle because he 'didn't want to hurt Gaia'" Elesis placed sarcasim on the last statement. "Besides, while Ryan took care of the Spinemons and the Serpent Branches, Lire got to work on making a new set of arrows. So there really was no need to do that."

"What about the other instances? I mean that wasn't the only time she must have gotten into a situation like that." She twirled her spoon and mixed the ice treat on her cup.

"I told you, she could handle herself well in close range. It wasn't until Ryan, Ronan and Lass joined did she completely rely on her bows." Paused to drink her order and continued when she was half-way done. "Do you know the Harpy incident?"

The dancer shook her head.

"It happened when there was only Me, Arme and Lire on the team. The Harpies were creating havoc in the nearby beach and we were sent to take care of it.

Me and Arme were not used to fighting flying creatures, so it was mostly Lire and her arrows that did the trick. We took care of the stray goblins and orcs and she handled all of the Harpies. Ooh boy, there were a LOT of harpies.

By the time we got to the last part of the beach, Lire was out of arrows and we had to face the Harpy Queen. We were being thrown here and there by the gusts and gotten scratches all over our body because of the razor sharp feathers and we couldn't reach the damn beast.

Finally, Lire had enough. She ran up a lept up between two Palm trees and up to the back of the beast. Next thing we know, she was hitting the rear side of the wing with the ends of her bow. Then, the abomination came crashing down on the beach and we had the chance to take it down."

Amy nodded her head from side to side staring at the now empty cup in front of her, then a few seconds later looked up. "Did you say something Els?"

"Ugh!" Elesis grunted and slumped onto the table. Thankfully, both treats were finished.

Well, It's done.

Tell me what you think of it. I'll get on with the tournament itself on the next chapters. If you're asking if I'm going to stick with their Canon personalities and skills, I might not. Lire certainly wouldn't. Jin and Ryan, they will. But otherwise I'm not sure.

See you all next time. We're going to the cafe.

Zell: Yeah. I want Drillmon Earth Shake.

Melph: Vanilla! Vanilla!

Bye!