Disclaimer: I don't own any of the FFXIII peoples nor do I intend to make monies ect. ect. Blah, blah blahblahblah.

They clashed. The protectors of the earth. Lost in a centuries-old dance of strategy, speed and strength.

Both of them ecstatic.

Claws hit lance with tremendous power-each strike sending shockwaves through the ground and air. Neither of them the aggressor; neither the defender. One in the same-sharing breaths.

Both of them not wanting it to end.

One fought with never-ending stamina, taking each blow as if it were her first. But her opponent was no weakling either.

Every new tactic the warrior woman tried was lost on her opponent's gleaming metal-like claws. They danced in the light set by the fire torches, making the fast moments reflect streaks of fire around the two.

None will surrender in this fight.

It was a beautiful and deadly thing to watch-the two warriors fought similarly, with fast graceful steps and a strong stance while expertly winding, bending and twirling.

Like dancing.

With fire.

"You gotta do better than that!" One exclaimed, "I'm barely breakin' a sweat here!"

The other dawned a smirk.

"Alright!"

A/N: I'll be posting Chapter 1 sometime tomorrow afternoon, after that I'll try to update every couple of days. So, relax and enjoy the ride :) I'll be posting on my Tumblr account faster than here, so take a look. viperwings .tumblr .com/