CH1: The Elementist and The Titanist:
"Ritsu would you stop showing off!" Kluá exclaims, before pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes momentarily.
"God this is ridiculous," Kluá mutters quietly.
Reopening his eyes, Kluá frowns at his twin brother who still continues to show off his muscular arms to the twins, Melanie and Miltia Malachite.
I swear, Kluá takes a sip of his strawberry sunrise drink, he does this every time we come to Junior's club.
With the twins currently preoccupied with Ritsu's large, and extremely solid, biceps, the "gun show," he calls it, the strong boy turns his head far enough towards his brother's direction, only to catch him in his peripheral.
"Come on, bro!" Ritsu shouts, "The ladies love it!"
At that, Ritsu—who has a peachy complexion; long black hair, and wears a black and blood-red headband; a tribal hawk top that covers only the arms, back, and shoulders, revealing the strong boy's black thick-lined tattoos on his torso; gauntlets and greaves, and—lifts the giggling Malachite twins up in the air, making them sit on his biceps as if they were a chair and walked off, down the boardwalk, and stairs, onto the dance floor.
Again Kluá takes a sip of his strawberry sunrise, only to make that annoying suction sound when people have empty drinks with a straw.
Looks like I'm gonna need another, Kluá thought.
Slowly, the young boy took his empty cup and stood from his chair followed the same path his brother took, except he made a beeline to the bar, where Hei Xiong aka "Junior" sits, perched on a bar stool.
"Yo, Junior!"
Junior slowly turns his head to the left to see Kluá leaning against the counter, gesturing his empty glass.
"Another one?"
"Yup!" Kluá smirks a grin.
Junior sighs and gestures one of his henchman to make Kluá another of his favorite drinks using the boy's used cup.
"Isn't this your second one?" Junior asks, looking a little perplexed.
"Naw, it's my third now."
"Any more of these, and you're gonna get sick kid."
"That just sounds ridiculous" A smile creeps up on the boy's face while he sips his straw, "my semblance won't allow it."
"Alright, whatever you say kid." The club owner waves a hand, "It's all on you."
At that, Junior turns away from the boy, indicating that the small talk was over.
Sheesh! Kluá takes a sip of his new batch of strawberry sunrise, I think it's time for Ritsu and me to find him a lady friend.
With one more sip, Kluá gets up off the bar stool, leaving his drink, and heads off into the direction of the restrooms—which are a little on the left-side of the main entrance, below the stairs—which happens to be in the same direction where Ritsu and the twins are.
The boy only took a quick glance at his brother who seems to be occupied with dancing with Miltia, while Melanie tugs on the strong boy's—past shoulder-length—long hair. Speaking of which, the boy takes his same-length—and colored—hair and ties it in a low ponytail.
Little did Kluá know, while he was occupied with tying his hair, he did not see the sexiest girl crossing his path. But when the boy did finally notice her, his composer faltered a little when she winked at him.
Looking back, the boy caught a glimpse of what she looked like and what she was wearing.
The mystery girl has a peachy complexion, with wavy blonde hair, and light-dull purple eyes. As for her fashion, she wears a tan vest with gold piping over a yellow, low-cut crop top with a black crest that resembles a burning heart. The vest has puffy cap sleeves with black cuffs and gold buttons. She also wore a brown belt with a buckle, a pouch, and a small fighter's sash-like flag that is connected to a white asymmetrical back skirt under the belt. She also wears black short-shorts under her belt. Aside from an orange infinity scarf around her neck, she has no discernible jewelry; she wears brown, knee-high leather boots with orange socks of different lengths; her left leg also has a gray bandana wrapped around her kneecap; and to top it off she wears fingerless black gloves under gold bracelets.
Kluá shakes his head. I gotta stop drinking these strawberry sunrises at night.
After taking care of his personal business, Kluá strolls on over to the sink to wash his hands and face.
Once he was done wiping his face, the boy took one good look at himself, from the bottom-up; checking his black and dark green metal boots for scuff marks; then his black pants for stains, as well as his long-black shaolin sash tied around his waist; his tight black t-shirt; his tight dark green sleeveless thigh-length vest, and his dark brown steel gauntlets.
"'never thought I'd look good in green." Klua says out-loud himself
At that, Kluá cups his hands to gather water from the faucet, only to notice the water shake here-and-there, which was always followed by a low rumbling sound.
What the-. Kluá's inner thought was interrupted by another rumbling sound.
Quickly, the green-clothed boy wiped his hands clean and took off out the restroom only to see the most unbelievable mayhem he has ever witnessed, ever since he came across the seas to the kingdom of Vale from Mistral.
"HOLY-" Kluá starts, "RITSU WHAT DID YOU DO!"
The green-clothed boy quickly looks around for his muscular brother, ignoring the fact that there are explosion and flying henchmen everywhere. But then his eyes wondered towards the center of the dance floor where he saw that blonde girl from earlier, once again.
Except, this time, Kluá gawks as Blondie clears the dance floor by beating up all of Junior's men, with vigorous punches and kicks, which seem to be supported by her explosive weapons.
Damn! She can do all that with a pair of gauntlets!
As Kluá couldn't stop watching Blondie rain hell in the nightclub, Ritsu—his twin brother—randomly pops up beside him.
"Ohhh…what a women…"
Surprised, the green-clothed boy quickly turns to his brother, with a strange look.
"Where the hell you've been, and…" Kluá raises his voice in frustration, "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!"
Ritsu slowly recollects his composure rubbing the ear that his twin brother shouted in.
"Relax, I didn't do anything," the muscular boy shrugs, "this time."
"Then wh-"
"It was that sexy blonde chick."
Kluá pinches the bridge of his nose. "Exactly how did you make this happen?"
"What makes you think I did this?" The muscular twin-brother crosses his arms.
"Because ever since, we found you in Vacuo," Kluá frowns, "we'd have to clean up your mess."
Ritsu snorts. "F-Y-I little bro," the strong boy holds up a finger to his green-clothed brother. "Junior said something Blondie didn't like, so now she's P-M-S-ing."
The green-clothed brother shakes his head. "A girl is always P-M-S-ing with you around."
"Ha!" Ritsu grins at Kluá, "You know it bro."
Kluá face palms himself. Yet regardless, he couldn't help but fist bump his brother for saying that.
Just as the boy-twins were about to go back to watching the mayhem, a couple of "fire balls" flew in their direction impacting the walls and floor near them, though they were unfazed because they have been in situations far worse than this. Then a little while later a flying Miltia crashes right into the glass display pillar next to them.
Kluá ducks and covers himself momentarily, but Ritsu only brushes bits and pieces of glass off his shoulder.
Ritsu peaks over the other side of Kluá to see Miltia lying unconscious on the floor.
"Well" the strong twin-brother brushes his hands together, "I know who I'm taking home tonight." At that, Ritsu walks towards the center of the dance floor, without any resistance from his green-clothed brother—with a flirtatious smile on his face as well—where Blondie and Melanie are duking it out.
From Kluá's view, it seems as though Melanie has the upper hand with her quick footwork since Blondie can't seem to get into a good position to attack. But if the green-clothed boy was as good as his brother in hand-to-hand combat, he would have realized that Blondie is only waiting for the perfect time to counter.
Melanie s'gonna try to end this fast. Ritsu thought, using the part of his mind that is only meant for fighting.
Now just as Ritsu had predicted, Melanie goes for a double kick with her bladed high heels, hoping that her speed could overwhelm Blondie.
After the double kick, Melanie goes for a quick set of side-kicks, an axe kick, and then a reverse-spin axe kick. But before the kick-style Malachite twin could make contact with her last move, Blondie—who has blocked every attack effortlessly—reverse spins as well—coming back with a sharp elbow to the twin's mid-section.
As quick as Blondie hit Melanie with a low blow, she then grabs the twins hand and makes her "ring-around-the-rosy" before doing a jumping-reverse-spin-kick to the face, knocking the twin flat on her back.
Just as Melanie hit the floor, Ritsu takes a quick glance at the fallen Malachite twin and whistles, before turning his attention back to Blondie.
"Damn girl!"
Blondie turns towards Ritsu with her hands up ready to fight.
"What! You want some too!"
Ritsu takes a step back, putting his hands up, in the "I-mean-no-harm-gesture."
"Woah! Relax. Just wanna chat Goldilocks."
Blondie frowns at Ritsu and only slightly did she let her guard down. Though it was long enough to distract her from the silhouetted figure standing behind her at the other end of the club, by the bar.
With acute perception skills, both Ritsu and Blondie turn their attention to the silhouetted figure.
The spotlight above the silhouetted figure randomly turns on, revealing Junior with a very large rocket launcher.
"You're gonna pay for this." Was all Junior said, before he took aim… and fired.
"ROCKETS!?" Ritsu shouts, "MAN WHAT THE HELL!"
From Kluá's view, Blondie continues to hold her ground, while Ritsu—the toughest, most bad-ass guy he has ever known, runs like hell away from the barrage of rockets coming towards them. Now all of the rockets, except one, went after Blondie, only to miss and hit the floor where she once stood because, at the last second, the girl does a backwards handspring.
Impressive for someone of her skill, Kluá thought. Though I think she's more capable than just shooting fireballs, fighting hand-to-hand, and doing acrobatics.
Another thought occurred in Kluá's mind. I wonder what she's waiting for.
As if his thoughts were answered, a second wave of scatter rockets flew at only Blondie but this time the girl counters with her own barrage of fireballs.
When Junior realized that both missile-rocket waves had no effect on the girl, he ends up going on the offensive, by—to Kluá's surprise—turning his launcher into a giant baseball bat and leaping after the girl. Junior surprises the girl with a few successful hits and then sends her flying with a final blow to her face.
Unbeknownst to him, Kluá's was too occupied with how nonchalantly Blondie got up off the floor—after taking a several hits to the head, and then being flown into a glass case, and shattering it to pieces—to seeing his brother run in his direction with, now, two rockets hot on his tail.
"KLUÁ!" Ritsu yells, "MOVE!"
Wide-eyed, Kluá takes a dive to the side at the last possible second before Ritsu charged right past him and towards the restroom. Though Ritsu did not run into the restroom. Instead the muscular boy dives into the air and plants his hands on the top doorframe and, with one mighty push, launches himself back to where his brother dove, just as the rockets fly under him and explode the interior of the men's restroom.
Coughing, Kluá waves the smoke clear from his face to see the carnage that used to be the men's restroom.
"God damn," was the only comment Kluá said before taking his brother's hand to get back up off the dance floor.
"Dude Blondie is really going to town with Junior."
"huh?" Kluá said, confused by what his brother just said.
Though the confusion only lasted for a split-second, because the green-clothed boy sensed that "serious-vibe," that he gets from when Ritsu gets really interested into a fight.
After seeing the serious look on Ritsu's face, Kluá turns his attention to Blondie just pounded her fists together, creating a wave energy that just rose the temperature inside the club a good twenty to thirty degrees.
Both brothers now watch Blondie as she side-steps her way into Junior's personal space, dodging the barrage of missiles he fired unsuccessfully.
Before Junior could counter, Blondie attacks the club owner's upper body with a powerful combo of cross-punches. With every impact, the girl's punches exploded, releasing fiery energy that appeared to make each punch more deadly than the next.
Then with one final straight-punch, Blondie sends the club owner flying a good one-hundred feet to the opposite end of the club atop the small set of stairs, from where she stands.
Damn, she's definitely got power, Kluá thought.
Though, to undermine his thoughts, Blondie thrusts her fists down by her sides and releases a wave of energy that literally looked—and possibly felt—the same as a sun going super nova.
Such a wave of energy sent Kluá flat on his butt, while Ritsu stood motionless and completely unfazed.
"I think I'm in love."
From where Kluá is sitting, he looks at his brother sideways.
Just as Kluá was about to retort, he heard a loud battle cry that drew his attention back to Blondie, just as the powerful girl took the largest lunge after Junior delivers a hard-punch that sends the man flying out a second-story window.
"Jeez, and I thought Ritsu's punches were strong." The green-clothed boy said aloud.
"Pfft! Goldilocks wishes she was as strong as me."
Ritsu looks down at his brother.
"But you gotta admit, bro. Her battle cry's sexy."
Kluá shakes his head as he stands back up and dusts himself off. With one good look, the green-clothed looks at all the debris and unconscious henchmen lying around.
"Well, party's over."
Ritsu yawns.
"Man! That fight was exciting but now I'm tired."
The muscular glances at his brother. "Wanna go home now?"
Kluá nods, "yeah, let's go home."
At that, the twin brothers walk towards the stairs go up and out the front-door.
Just as the twin brothers walk out the large doorway, they notice a cute short girl in a red hood standing across the street.
"Ooh, who's she?" Ritsu asks, while he continues to gawk at the red-hooded girl.
"I don't know, let's just go home." Kluá turns to his brother, "Besides we gotta get ready for Beacon Academy and on top of that, we gotta meet up with Shieri and Fang."
At that the twins turn left down the street and continue to walk until they reach the corner and turn right to cross the street, which leads back to the residential district.
"Whatever man." Ritsu rests his hands on the back of his head. "Hey, you think Little Red Riding Hood and Goldilocks are going to Beacon?"
Kluá shrugs, "there's only one way to find out."