Just a heads up to anyone enjoying this story, I'd be glad to accept any and all ideas for Mamodo, but please respect if your character is sent back, or is killed. If I have time, I'll make a full spell list and mail it to you. Just let me know, and leave the stuff in your review.
If you do submit, I'll need a name, ability, basic spell (like Zatch's is Zaker or Brago's is Reis), personality, book color, book keeper, book keeper's personality, and anything else you feel is important. Thank you!
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Chapter 4: Mamodo of the Sky Part 1
"So… Rif, what would you like to do today?" Alex asked his short, fiery-tempered friend.
"Stop calling me that. I don't like having stupid nicknames." He grumbled back, not even bothering to waste his time by looking at him.
"Come on, 'Rifenno'," Alex mocked him, twisting his face in amusement. "It's a great day! Sun's shining, birds are singing, and everyone's so damn happy! Why don't you cheer up too?"
"The only thing birds are good for is making food. Eggs, roast bird, whatever." He complained, still not interested in having a friendly conversation.
"Well, I like food as much as the next guy… but I prefer to think of all the meat I have as scavenged meat, the leftovers that the predators eat. I'd become a vegetarian, but I like meat too much."
"I wasn't looking for your life story, kid." Rifenno glared up at him, hoping to shut him up.
"Yeah, but I like talking. So get used to it." He gave Rifenno a goofy, but friendly smile and thumbs up, kneeling down to his level so he would see it better. Rifenno grumbled more.
Rifenno and Alex were walking down the street, where lots of outdoor restaurants were set up, most of them serving Italian food. Many people were laughing, smiling, and chatting with one another. The sky above fluttered with birds, and lazy, drifting clouds. The streets bustled with activity, and plenty of commotion. The voice of the crowd was gentle and dispersed between the sidewalks.
"So… is the human world this active normally?" Rifenno questioned, hoping to learn more about the humans.
"Well, these two days of the week, Saturday and Sunday, are times when students don't have school. So, they often spend that time doing things they normally can't do during school hours, like go out to places like this." Alex spoke as if he was a college professor, majoring in the behavior of the average teenager.
"I see…"Rifenno agreed, not feeling like provoking another fight between the two, because he knew Alex's ridiculousness would beat him any day.
"Is there anywhere you see that looks interesting?" Alex looked down at him, this time, seriously.
"Hm… not that I can think—"Rifenno stopped mid-sentence, and whirled to the side, staring at a large, inflatable ice cream cone, colored pink at the scoop, attached by ropes and cables to a bright blue concession stand, swarmed at the front by what seemed like hundreds of small children. "ICE CREAM."
"Ice cream? Yeah, I guess I could spare a few dollars." Alex reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, unsheathing a dollar bill, looking up to find Rifenno tearing his way through the children, grabbing them by the collar and throwing them away from the crowd, slowly moving himself to the front of the crowd.
"GIVE ME MY ICE CREAM, FOOLISH HUMAN!" He cackled as he finally stepped forward to the counter, with a field of seemingly dying children, almost as if it were a battlefield. Alex slowly stepped forward to meet him, worrying that he could send him flying away as well. Alex gently handed the clerk the money he had brought with him, the clerk accepting nervously and putting it into the register, as his body shook in fear, loud enough even for the two to hear it. The clerk ran to the machine, poured out a sloppy ice cream cone for the fiery boy, and gently placed it in his grip before fleeing in terror, screaming as he plowed through the wall in the back of the store.
"… Rif, you really need to tone down on the angry." Alex coughed; bewildered by the fear he struck in the hearts of men.
"Shut up. I have my ice cream after all." Rifenno grumbled, as he took a lick of the ice cream, savoring the sweet chocolate flavor. He smiled and giggled like a little girl on the inside, but still looked like the ruthless little fire child on the outside. He went for an encore taste, only to find that the whole thing had already melted into a light brown liquid inside his cone.
"ARRRRGHHHH! CURSE THE FLAME MAMODO BLOODLINE!" Rifenno yelled with frustration, smashing the cone against the ground, splattering the ice cream fluid all over the ground. He stamped his feet across the remains, crushing all the pieces into the ground eternally.
"So, that whole 'increased body heat' thing does have its downsides…" Alex pondered out loud. "Interesting."
"What you stupid humans need is a type of ice cream that won't melt like—"Rifenno complained, but was cut off in mid-sentence by another child who had finally returned to his feet, and was now breathing hard, almost ready to collapse.
"H-hey, you! Kid!" The child stammered, still a little in shock from being blown away by Rifenno. "You didn't have to push us all out of the way! You coulda just stood in line like the rest of us!"
"I don't like having to wait. Forcing your way to the front is always the best way to get what you want." Rifenno smirked, turning his head away in disgust.
"I'll show you, you stupid kid!" He yelled. "Jonathan, now!"
"Wigar!" Came a voice from somewhere nearby, but his voice was cloaked by the commotion of the crowd.
The child's mouth sprung open, and a large, concentrated and storming gust of wind, making direct contact with Rifenno and smashing him up against the side of a building, creating a crater on impact. The child's jaw snapped shut again. "How do you like that, kid?! I don't like it when people try and get ahead of me when I wait so long to—"
"Is that all you've got, kid?" Rifenno smirked, as he climbed from the crater and hopped down to the ground. "That was pathetic. A simple summer's breeze."
"W-WHAT THE?! YOU'RE A MAMODO TOO!?" Panicked the child, alarmed by his situation.
"He's a Mamodo too?" Alex questioned, pointing at the other child, still a little new to the whole concept of Mamodo battling.
"That's right." Rifenno answered, before turning back to the other child and talking him down. "And do you know why you shouldn't play with the elite children like me?" Rifenno glared down the other child, attempting to scare him from battling.
"B-b-b-because I'll beat you?" He stammered, his knees clacking together like a child's toy.
"Heh… heh…" Rifenno chuckled. "Is that really what you think? That you're BETTER than me? Is that REALLY what you're thinking?" Rifenno held his hand to his face, trying to contain his laughter and the amusement his opponent was giving him.
"Y-y-you're just jealous that I have two spells already, and that I could easily kick your butt! I just don't want to, that's all…" The poor boy even sounded scared, even if he was trying so desperately to sound like he was brave and courageous.
"Kid, you really picked the wrong person to fight." He cackled. "And I don't care if you have two spells or two thousand spells. You'll never stand a chance against a Mamodo of my standard."
"I'll show you, you dumb kid!" He took a fighting stance, and called out again for his bookkeeper. "Jonathan!"
"Wigar!" Came the bookkeeper's voice again. The child's mouth popped open again, firing another whirlwind directly towards Rifenno. Rifenno responded much faster this time, planting his feet firmly in the ground. The strong gale struck Rifenno, and went sailing past Alex, forcing him to put up his arm in a flinch.
By the time Alex put his arm back down to return his attention to the battle at hand, he found Rifenno, bent backwards by the knee, almost in a limbo-like pose. He whispered gently to Alex so only he could hear him. "Say the spell, kid."
Alex clutched the book in his arm, before flipping it open, right to the page with the one word.
"VARATSU!" He yelled, making the book glow even brighter. Rifenno put his hands together, one on top of the other, concentrating the fire energy in the palm of his hands.
Right before firing his attack back, he forced his body back to it's upright position, and then releasing the attack, forcing the fireball forward with incredible force and speed, impacting the other Mamodo child and slamming him against another building, this time, not making a crater, but blasting him straight through the building, and hitting the next, making the impact crater there instead. People began fleeing from the building that now had a hole impacted through the walls of the first floor, screaming with terror and fear that they could be harmed.
Rifenno dusted his shoulders off, like nothing had just happened right there. Alex blinked; terrified by the immense power Rifenno had exercised, and that he had just caused almost an entire building to collapse.
"Now that's how the real Mamodo play." Rifenno smirked, wiping a little bit of blood from his lip, a cut that had been opened when the first whirlwind flung him into a wall.
"Is… is he okay?" Alex stammered, still very frightened.
"If he's still okay, I'll fix that." Rifenno pounded his palm, trying to make himself look even more tough, leaving Alex thinking about why he felt the need to do that.
Rifenno slowly approached the rubble, through the remains of the building, and up to the Mamodo child, who was still engraved inside the building, scratches all over his body, stains of blood on his arms and shirt. He grabbed the collar of the boy's shirt, pulling him free from the wall, rocks filling the hole his body made.
"Kid… where's your book keeper?" He grumbled at the child, in the scariest tone of voice he could muster.
"He-he-he…" The child stammered and panicked, not sure what to do.
"Tick, tock, tick, tock…" Rifenno glared the child down.
"HE'S OVER THERE, IN THAT ALLEYWAY!" The child panicked and threw his arm up, pointing a finger. The man knew he had been found out, as his footsteps leaving the scene were quite loud, enough for Rifenno to hear him. Rifenno let go of the kid, leaving him to fall on his feet, but ending up landing on his bottom instead. He dashed off towards the alley, finding the man, spiked brown hair, piercing blue eyes and a gentle aviator's outfit, standing at the other end of the alley.
"Give it up, old man… I win, you lose. Hand over the book, and I don't have to introduce you to Mr. Burnburn." Rifenno held his fist out, then opening it, a small round flame dancing in his palm.
"Oru Wigar!" The man yelled out, making Rifenno step back and try to turn around in an attempt to block their attack, but instead, being struck in his side by a laser of concentrated air, the blast ripping his shirt open at the side and digging into his skin, blowing him against the brick wall, but not damaging it, making the impact that more stunning. His body collapsed against the ground, and Rifenno remain motionless…
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Hope the chapter was cool, and I'm looking forward to any submissions!
