Okay, my turn! I will be your author today. I'm Scarlett. *bows dramatically* Sorry the last chapter was so short. This chapter should be somewhat longer... so yeah. Also, I'm sorry it took so long to update. That was my fault. I procrastinate until the very last minute. We'll try to update every other week, or at least every month. I make no guarantees though.
Enjoy!
.:Scarlett's POV:.
Entering Lord Death's room, I felt kinda nervous. I glanced over at Kirito, who was dramatically pushing the doors open. I sighed. It's too freaking early in the morning to be doing this, I thought. It didn't help that I had overslept this morning...
An amused voice broke through my thoughts, "Hey Scarlett! Are you coming or what?" I blinked, focusing on the door in front of me. Then, realizing it was open, I hastily stepped through, shooting my weapon a death glare as I did. Then I glanced around the room, which was rather odd in appearance. The walls... Were those walls? were painted to look like a blue sky. The room seemed to go on endlessly, the floor made of a dirt-like substance with crosses sticking out of it.
"Hey hey hey!" a cheerful, childish-like voice said. There was Lord Death himself standing in front of a body-length mirror. Next to him was a red haired man, a Death Scythe. Kirito and I walked forward until we were standing in front of Lord Death and his Death Scythe. Before I could even open my mouth, Kirito said, "Hi, Lord Death. I am Kirito, and this is my partner, Scarlett." I waved, not wanting to talk.
"This is Spirit. He will be showing you to your fist class," Death said. Spirit started walking toward the door without even a hello. I looked over at Kirito, shrugging, and followed the red-head's retreating back.
"Okay, come in!" the teacher of our first class, a blue zombie guy named Sid, yelled.
I pulled open the door to the classroom, and Kirito and I walked through. We walked to the center of the classroom, said our names, and then the questions started. A girl with ash-blonde hair in pigtails sat next to a boy with white hair raised her hand, and, when called on, asked us who the weapon was and who the meister was.
After answering her question, a blue haired boy jumped on his table and yelled, "BOW DOWN AND FEEL HONORED, PEASANTS! I, THE GREAT BLACKSTAR, CHALLENGE YOU TO A FIGHT!" Next to him, there was a girl with long black hair put up in a pony tail. She started pulling on his hand, trying to get him off the table.
Once he got down, he ran outside, the black haired girl hot on his heels, yelling at him to slow down and think about what he was doing. I looked toward Sid, who was grinning, and wondered exactly what Kirito and I had just gotten ourselves into.
I was standing on the concrete outside, Kirito by my side, when a teacher finally showed up so we could get this stupid fight over with. I really didn't care if we won or lost, but when I looked at Kirito, his face was filled with determination. I mentally facepalmed. This whole thing is so pointless. It's a waste of time and energy. But... if my partner really cares that much, I'll at least try, I thought.
"OKAY, PEASANT, PREPARE TO BE DEFEATED!" Blackstar shouted. The black haired girl at his side transformed into a katana, and black swirly marks appeared on the bluenette's skin.
Kirito looked at me and I nodded, wanting this whole mess to be done already. A quick study of the windows of the school showed me that everyone was watching this fight. Kirito transformed into a dagger, not wanting to severely hurt Blackstar with an arrow, and I flipped the blade so it was pointing out, ready to fight. Blackstar raised his katana, and, with a blur, disappeared.
I shut my eyes, closing off all of my senses but my ears. I listened, hearing each breath the teacher watching us was taking, along with the breaths of the pigtailed girl and white haired guy from earlier. I heard a slight light patter of the feet off to my left, and I sliced that way, hitting something.
"OW!" Blackstar yelled out, though whether from pain or shock, I couldn't tell. "OKAY, BOW DOWN TO YOUR GOD!" he yelled, presumably disappearing again.
Concentrating, I heard Blackstar breathing somewhere in front of me, and I hesitated a second, as he wasn't very close, before slashing out with Kirito, this time hitting a blade. Metal clashed against metal, and I opened my eyes, wanting to see if our strength was greater than theirs.
As it turned out, our strength was equal to Blackstar's, and when we broke our blades apart, I noticed something. Blackstar's footing was poor, and I flipped Kirito so I was holding the blade and used his hilt to knock Blackstar off his feet.
When Blackstar hit the ground under my feet, his weapon untransformed, and Kirito did the same. The girl sat down next to Blackstar, carefully helping him up. Blackstar looked up at me and Kirito, dazed. "Blackstar, are you okay?" Worry laced the girl's voice, and, for a moment, I felt bad. Then I reminded myself Blackstar was the one who started this fight, not the other way around.
"Ye-yeah," Blackstar stuttered. I think he was stunned. I turned to Kirito, who was grinning.
"So, how was that?" I asked. In response, he said, "Awesome," holding his hand up for a hive-five.
I obliged, and, a moment later, the teacher, who had a giant screw sticking out of his head, declared, "Kirito and Scarlett are the winners of this fight." A cheer rose up across the school grounds.
It's cold in my room.
On another note entirely, school's out Monday, so we might update again this weekend. Don't count on it, but there's a slim chance.
Oh, and happy Valentine's Day!
Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated and needed!
~Scarlett and Kirito
