One small action,
Be it by compassion,
Or maybe determination...
… Can change fate itself.
Aka: Arkos fan doesn't want to see their ship sunk.
Cinder had the so called 'Invincible Girl' at her mercy, with her bow readied and an arrow drawn, there was no way she could miss. Her victory was assured, even as this foolish child had attempted to stop her.
"Do you believe in destiny?" The defeated girl asked. For Cinder, this was a simple question. She need only to look around and see how the world fell into chaos. Poor child was probably looking for a small comfort before her death.
"Yes." A simple response, indeed, but it mattered not, for Pyrrha Nikos would soon be dead. Cinder prepared to relish the death of her target.
That is, unless a familiar shield didn't smack into her arms, causing the arrow to bury itself into the rubble beside its target. Glancing at the nuisance, and seeing the crescents upon it, she only needed to hear the gorls gasp to confirm what she knew. Turning to face the newest threat, she found herself underwhelmed.
He was out of breath, bleeding, and dazed, but Jaune Arc still stood defiant across from her.
No matter, the Arc child would simply need to be dealt with first. Allowing the boy to frantically sprint towards herself, she began focusing her powers and summoning a ball that resembled a mini-sun. Realizing too late that this particular attack would use too much of her remaining aura, she siphoned off what little power she could before releasing a torrent of death at her opponent.
Jaune had barely a second to react to this orange death that wished to claim him, so he let his instinct take over. Bright and valiant, as if waiting for his command, his aura surrounded him, an instant before the beam was upon him.
Cinder had many plans, some complex, a few simple, and all with a plethora of variables, after all, who needs a plan 'B' when plan 'A' could cover ever base you want it too? Unfortunately for her, she had not made a plan to fight the Arc boy, only attacking him because it was convenient. Had she taken the time to study him, she might have learned something important. Jaune didn't know what his semblance was, and unknowns were never something you could plan for. So when her own attack came flying back towards her, she could only blink and mouth one word before she was hit.
"Reflection." For that must have been the boy's semblance. To be able to reflect attacks, what an interesting ability.
Jaune picked himself up from the ground, taking a few moments to stand, trying to clear his clustered thoughts. Even with his growing migraine, one word, one name came rushing to the front. He dare not breathe before seeing her alive, so he ran to her. Falling to his knees in front of the injured girl, Jaune hugged her close, tears running down his face.
"Pyrrha, I'm so glad you're oka-" His words were cut short, his sentence dying on his tongue even as his eyes widened in realization. He was stunned, shocked, and all because of the arrow buried in the plate on his back. He had made a grave mistake by turning his back to his opponent, and now he knew the cost of such folly.
"Jaune! No!" two voices shouted as one, both lost to the boy as everything faded to white.
A/N
I'm posting this from work, so I can't look over it for errors...
If this gets enough reviews, I'll write another chapter or so for closure. :3