Chapter 3
Tyro was herded with all those on the bus, many of them giving him a wide personal space, no doubt intimidated by the eager grin he sported. He new what was to happen, as they did the same at the arena. There was going to be a fight.
A bearded man (Tyro wanted his beard, it looked awesome) wearing a blue tunic shirt came forward with a small elderly man (this man made Tyro think of "old man Lee" and put him on edge already) stepped towards them. The little one spoke. "Greetings my fledgling warriors, my don't we look eager today, no doubt eager to learn. But before we can teach you the techniques you so desire, we must DETERMINE what we can teach in the future. Now we will only advise you for the best path for you to take, as you must choose your subject, head our advice as you may not be skilled in what you believe to be." He paused, no doubt letting his words sink in. "I almost forgot introductions!" a Tch left Tyro's lips. "For those that don't know I am Saladin, headmaster and spell teacher. The man beside me is Codatorta, the assistant head teacher, and specialist in bladed weapons. He will be calling names from the second year students to combat you in single combat. You will be choosing your weapon from the side. Now, shall we get started?"
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Tyro watched the fights progress, as newbies clumsily swung swords and spears, a person unable to lift the wide broadswords, and nearly all of them being thwarted by their seniors, with only a few exceptions which Tyro mentally noted for later. Then came his turn. "Tyro Beare, of Araidis! You will be fighting Jayden Jetzler of Bruntous!"
Codatorta announced, with a student leaving the pool of senior students. Many were cheering him on, no doubt due to him being popular. His short dirty blonde hair spiked slightly but the longer fridge erected straight up, making it defining. His brown eyes shining with joy, excitement and surprisingly respect. He pulled out from his uniform a yellowish circular shield (targe) in his left hand and a similar coloured gladius in the right, doing a few practice swings to loosen him up.
Our thuggish hero just walked past the weapons and got himself into a boxing stance, causing mumbles and whispers to float in the air. "Not arming yourself 'Bear'? I can't perform my best in such unfair odds." Jayden stated with amusement.
"Don't worry 'Jet', I'll hold back a bit to make it fair." A collection of oohs sounded around them. The match was called with a shout from Codatorta.
"Begin!"
Tyro dashed forward as Jayden thrust his sword to him. Tyro weaved to the left avoiding it. Before he could launch a left jab into Jayden's unprotected ribs, he dropped his right arm down to stop the blade from entering his stomach via a horizontal swipe. Tyro vanished to escape the bludgeoning from the shield edge. He reappeared two metres away.
"So we have ourselves a wizard eh? Explains how you stopped my sword with just an arm, and disappeared. So what medium did you use?" Jayden questioned, with many others wandering the same. The only exception was Saladin, who's expression was pale and grave. "HA! Who needs magic when you have determination and your fists! That was a few of my iron techniques. The arm thing was making my body as hard as can be, the first step of the style I call IronSkin. The disappearing act was making myself as fast as possible while still keeping the first step, that is the second step I call Flashstep. The third step..." Tyro pulled back his right fist, angling his body sideways. "is adding force with both steps at once! 100 POUND CANNON!" The fist rocketed forward becoming a blur.
The shock-wave it unleashed on poor Jayden destroyed his shield, however the vain attempt at defence took most of the force out, sending him flying into the seniors. Three of them managed to catch him, though they skidded back a good six feet themselves.
Stunned silence.
Then a clap emerged from the newbies, then another, until everyone from the ride there screamed and roared with admiration, even Codatorta cheered with passion. The only exceptions were from the die hard fans of Jayden, and Saladin himself as he continued to watch Tyro wave back with his left, the right one hanging loosely at his side with small patches of red leaking through.
"...So the Iron Beast Lee finally chose a student. This may get dangerous..." mumbled Saladin. He new the peaceful times at Red Fountain were at an end.
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Tyro was now in a foul mood. It wasn't that he had been assigned a room with three people, he could cope with that. It was that the room balcony faced one of the constant streams of water that fell from the top, thus blocking the view to the splendid blazing sunset. He hung outside the room, preparing himself for the headache that was to follow, until the crashing and shuffling of a sports bag came down the hallway. He turned to meet one of the quieter new starters from the ride here. He spoke in a polite warm tone.
"Excuse me, but is this room 6? I was assigned here by Saladin." His pure white hair shocked Tyro, making think he was another old man, until he saw the young shining black eyes set around the peach coloured face. The shoulder length hair contrasting with the baggy red hoodie with a unique white squiggly shape in the middle. The black jeans blended into the darkening light, only see able due to the red and white trainers he wore on his feet. At least he was shorter than Tyro himself. (Tyro was 5'7", this guy was only 5'3") The bulging Rucksack was comically huge, nearly twice the size of the kid.
"Yeah it is. Who are ya?"
"Ah yes, my name is Allen Envasei, I saw your match with Jayden, very impressive." Tyro remembered the kid, as he was one of the few wizards to emerge, shouting some weird word and unleashing something a force from a piece of paper, similar to his techmique. He reached for the handle of the room. "Now shall we head inside? I would like to make a cup of tea before the day is over." Inside lead to a medium sized living room, some weights in the corner with a punching bag hanging from the ceiling and two medium sized blue sofas, a low wooden coffee table between them and a rack for weapons on the wall next to a TV (the yellowish weapons looking familiar). It lead to four other rooms, knowing two would lead to a bathroom and a small kitchen.
"Well, the newbies are finally here! The year of having my own bachelor pad are at an end." Tyro knew that joyful tone anywhere, and was confirmed as Jayden walked from one of the double bedrooms. His white and blue polo shirt fitting snugly to his frame, and dark blue jeans just as form fitting. His bare feet were silent against the thick beige carpet. You could tell his ribs were sore from the way his hand rested against his side. "So any apology for this afternoon 'Bear'?"
"Yo." Tyro's bored reply wafted out.
"I call the top bunk!" Allen shouted before gunning for the other bedroom.
"There isn't one little guy." Jayden said.
"Then the one by the window instead. And DON'T CALL ME SHORT!" the voice called back from behind the wooden door, followed by loud clatters of china cups, and rustling of clothing. Tyro could only say "Tch" knowing it will get very hectic in the next couple of years.
"I'd get your uniform ready for the party at Alfea tomorrow, there are gonna be some very cute girls there." Jayden stated with a sly grin, no doubt planning the moves he'll use on the unsuspecting beauties. The new hectic lifestyle was already starting.
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Authors' notes; (I own nothing from the series, only Tyro, Allen, Siesta and the plot belong to me, and they're formed from disfunctional pieces of different anime/manga, caffeine, lack of sleep and boredom)
Well what do you think? I didn't want to write too long a fight, in case it was boring or rubbish, so I did a small one to explain Tyro's skill a bit. This is how it works; the body becomes harder to cope with the pressure from the speed (so he doesn't snap his neck with g-force) and to cope with the force of the power (he's still learning this step, hence the damage done to the arm.) There is one more step, and whoever guesses it first will be guaranteed their character in the story!
I would have added more specialists... But none were delivered today (gotta blame the Royal Mail). If people want a character that uses magic then try the male version, otherwise I may have to fill a slot or two myself like I did with Allen (and I will post a bio of hm with Siesta soon). But THIS character was contributed by Pomerclub9627, although a bit too Gary-Sueish for my opinion, I did squeeze him in for the chapter and will become part of the main story (sorry if you didn't like him losing, Pomer.)
Another note, I want to state that one of the Villain slots has been filled by baby5oh, although I may make her older to make her more of a role model and add to her ire. And that one of the 4 fairy position goes towards RainFlowers, I like the character and gives me a lot to work with for the story. This is why perfect ones are not liked much, you can't do a lot of character development and nothing to define them into the plot.
Forgot to mention romance! If you see a character you like in the reviews or the story (and I would recommend reading them for guidance and inspiration) then mention it and I will try to make if happen. Last but not least, please mention if the writing style is better in 1st or 3rd person, I want to know!
The next time I submit will be focused on the fairies, and will be the last time you can submit a fairy. You can alter a character again or submit a whole new different one if your unhappy with the result, and the deadline will be next week on Saturday!
So goodbye from one troublesome guy!
