From Within

by Jesusseeker1

For just one moment, the mask fell. No longer was there the cheerful blader. In his place, was a raging boy who could barely call himself a blader. From then on he worked harder to conceal his true thoughts. But no one ever told him it's impossible to run away from the one from within.

1. Prologue

So this is a short preview for a new story I'm slowly working on. Siblings now is on hiatus until I can come up with an ending I actually like. XP So, until then, I'll be working on this lovely little diddle. I'm not really sure where I'm taking this since I'm working on it on the go.

Alright. I think that's everything. Enjoy!

-S-

Sparks fly as flames burn.

The familiar sound of fierce cries and despondent moans.

The ground quaking, wind flying, dust swirling.

It's enough to make the sane go mad.

But that is only the half of it.

Strategies, patterns, and moves flawlessly become a single clash.

And then another, another, another until a full battle has taken place.

Weaknesses and strengths remembered as blows are exchanged.

A great symphony of chaos and order come together in perfect harmony.

A composer's dream of sights, sounds, and smells.

All in a single moment in front of a large crowd.

Starting with three simple words that would mean everything to a fighter.

Let it rip!