The First Battle

Wow, she's hot.

That's what I was thinking when she drew her sword. I know, I know, how could that be on my mind when I only had a few seconds before I had to do anything I could to destroy her in this sword fight? But it doesn't feel like that when you're smashing. You don't feel any pain, and you know they won't either. You know you can't injure them or cause any permanent damage. You'll both feel the same afterwards.

Physically, anyways.

But I knew from the second the announcer yelled "Go!" that emotionally, I wouldn't leave that fight the same way I entered it. Sure, the fights had changed me a little in the short time I had spent on the roster, but not like this. When I saw the blue haired beauty draw her sword, she had my heart. We fought like any other match, and racked up some damage quickly. She hit me with quick, precise blows right where it mattered. It wasn't quite enough though, and the first kill was mine. I felt kind of bad, sending her flying off into the distance. Just like I said before though, I knew I hadn't hurt her. That made it okay, I guess. So we continued to battle fiercely and I can happily say I didn't lose a stock that match. If these feelings meant anything at all, I knew I couldn't bring anything but my best game. So I didn't. She smiled and clapped as the results came in and I could tell she respected me for defeating her so well.

I figured I was done for the day. I entered the healing room to zap away my bruises and get me looking as good as new. A voice was coming from the room to the left of me. You're only allowed in the rooms by yourself, so I decided they must have been talking to themselves.

And then I heard a response. Another voice was in the room.

I pressed my ear to the somewhat thin wall to eavesdrop on the conversation I didn't think was possible. On top of that, the second voice didn't really sound like it was... well, speaking. Something else...

"I mean it, buddy! You did great out there. I could have brought back the match after you were gone, you can't blame yourself entirely for the loss." a girl's voice said reassuringly. Not the girl I had just fought, this voice was more lighthearted. A sad, sigh-like chirping noise answered her. Whatever she had with her didn't seem to be human.

At that moment, my mind was more focused on the stunning girl I had battled, so I dismissed the strange inter-species communication I had overheard. Just then I heard the ring go off letting me know I should either leave or get ready for the next match. So I left the healing room and headed toward my quarters to unwind. The males' wing was fairly close, so it didn't take long to get there. Ike passed me on my way down the hall.

"Hey, Corrin. How are things going for you?" he asked. It was nice to have someone who was at least from my world to talk to.

I waved, "Not bad at all. You heading to the fights?"

"Yeah," he replied, "I think I'll just play For Fun tonight, I'm not really feeling the competitive scene tonight."

"Cool," I nodded, "See you later."

We parted ways and I retired to my room. My mind immediately wandered back to that girl. I couldn't get over her amazing looks and the obvious passion she had for fighting. You could see as she lost that her efforts had been strained into the fierce combat she tried so hard to display. Perhaps I should have gone easier on her. It was okay though. I knew I'd see her again.