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Trailer four: Parks aren't always for recreations.
A cool summer breeze sweeped through the air in the park. Anyone would have avoided going in the park at a time like this due to the mid-noon heat. All except one raven-haired girl.
'Take a deep breath. Focus on the feeling. Don't be distracted, not even for a few seconds.' Thought a raven haired woman wearing a scarlet vest with a yellow tank top underneath, black wrist bands with flame designs on each wrist, black ripped jeans, and deep red combat boots whilst in a meditating position. She looked like she was in her late teens and was quite attractive. The vest clad teen looked to be in complete peace and could be mistaken by passerbys as a statue due to her stillness. Her stoic posture ended when she visibly tensed. She grit her teeth and everything within a 10 meter radius near her was surrounded by a large pink dome of energy. Her eyes opened to reveal beautifil crimson pupils.
If one looked hard enough, they could tell that nothing but the soil itself was left unscathed, even a fly going closer was completely vaporized. The pink dome of energy disappeared after a few minutes and left the girl a bit tired. Even through that, the girl still stood up (albeit a little shakily) and was abouut to get some of her things on the park's grass when suddenly a familiar ring echoed fhrough the serene and tranquil environment.
Beeep beeep beeeeep
The girl 'tsk'ed and searched her pocket for her scroll. There was a text message from her mother.
Jamela: Hi jaja, just wanted u 2 know bout a family dinner for da success of ur bro. on his first mission as a hunter. Around 7. Can ya come? 3
YOU: Yea sure. I'll be der. And pls dont call me Jaja. My name's Justine, sis.
The girl named Justine sighed as she finished typing to her sister. Why did she have to be called jaja every time? It just annoyed her and caused a bit of pink energy to appear around her. The energy was about to expand but she got ahold of herself in the last second.
'Tsk, why does sis have fo be so annoying all the time? Doesn't she know that it affects my semblance?'
"Penny for your thoughts?" Asked an old gravelly voice which obviously sounded amused.
Justine turned around and gave a smile towards the old man, "Good morning, Sir."
"How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Mr. Espiritu, Jeffrey, or sir Jeff." Spoke the apparent teacher of the scarlet clad teen.
Even though Jeffrey Espiritu was old, looked like he was around his 50's, and wore a dated striped Polo shirt, an unfashionable looking board shorts, and of course a pair of old sandals, he was no pushover. Ages of experiences was stacked upon this man, and if you had looked him in the eye, you would see it. He looked tired. Tired and weary. But there was inkling of hope in them.
"Anyways, we should start your training. How are you doing with your... semblance?" Inquired Mr. Jeffrey.
"I got it up to a wider range but that's not the problem. That's not the problem though. I still have trouble containing and controlling it when I get angry." Said the scarlet-clad girl while drawing what looked like a staff from her back.
"Oh no,no,no. Come on oh darling keep your weapons." Sang Mr. Jeff with a shocking falcetto voice.
"Today, we finish what we started," Said the old teacher in his normal talking voice. "You got your semblance, you can't control it, now I'm gonna teach you darling." Sang Mr. Jeff with his high-pitched falcetto voice.
"Okay. But, we've been trying for nearly three months now and yet I can't fully shut it down. Whenever I even get the slightest bit of irritated it acts up. I-I don't want it to activate whenever I'm angry. N-n-not like last time." Said justine as she dropped the weapon that she was holding.
Mr. Jeff just smiled plainly at the girl and gave her a reasuring look.
"There's always a way to turn things around. Perhaps we should try this in a different point of view. How about... we spar. But I'll add something a little extra.
"Are you sure sir-!" Started the confused raven haired girl
" Oh trust me. I have gotten you killed so far." Teased the old teacher.
Justine chuckled a bit because of that. It was easy to forget that Mr. Jeff was an old man sometimes because of the way he interacted with younger people. He didn't beat old customs and ideas into the younger generation, he didn't even complain about it. In fact, he embraced the new age that was coming.
Justine carefully picked up her staff like weapon. Upon closer inspection, it was curved a bit and looked like a crescent, had a handle with a trigger in the middle part of it it along with a dark razor sharp spike in the middle front that looked like an arrow head, and had pitch black tips that were extremely sharp. The aesthetics of the staff-like weapon made it look like it was doused in flames, because it's body was filled with flames in the shade of scarlet with a dark blue color in the background while having dark black tips.
"Are you ready for a battle now?" Said Mr. Jeff with a sing-ong voice and a smile. He was holding what appeared to be... math book? Justine was a bit confused with her teacher's choice of weaponry as he usually used a long metallic bo staff with metal tips and could be folded into a rifle.
Justine simply nodded and rushed at her teacher with her weapon in hand (and her hand was on the handle). The raven-haired teen's first blow was a sideway strikebcoming from the left. Mr. Jeff avoided it when his book in hand fell and he ducked to grab it.
"Oooh. Close call." Said Mr. Jeff in his usual sing-song voice.
Justine frowned slightly as she tried to capitalize on her teacher's doge and tried to aim a push kick at him. It was sadly deflected when Mr. Jeff placed the book near his chest and used it to counter the attempted kick with a push to the side.
"Yahtzi!" Teased Mr. Jeff again.
"You do know that we've practiced with you irritating me a couple of times now, right?" Asked the staff weilding girl while she used the momentum from Mr. Jeff's block to go for a back hand with her staff's pointed tips.
"Ah, I was waiting for you to asked that. Well you see, while you might be profficient with using Scarlet Brimstone while I make wisecracks, I notice that you are most oftenly pissed when there's a jab at your ... Er, personal life. Isn't that right, Jaja?" Exposited the old teacher while dosging the backhand by simply leaning back and throwing the math book at Justine.
"Tsk." Growled Justine as she caught Mr. Jeff's book with her free hand. Only to have it kicked away by her teacher and taken again. This was a new tactic presented in front of her. And she sure as hell was hating it.
"Dammit..." Cursed Justine as she stepped away from her teacher and pressed a button on her staff's handle, which caused it to bend further. It now looked completely like a crescent and looked like a bow. She pressed another button which caused it to fire flaming dust arrows at her teacher. Only to have the old man do a parkour roll to dodge it.
" Hot damn! Someone's a bit aggressive today. You seriously could've killed me with those. Is it red tide season already." Quipped the old teacher with a sing-song voice.
Justine swore to dust that she respected her teacher. She really did. But damn, he could be such an ass when he wanted to be. The raven haired girl returned her weapon, Scarlet Brimstone back to its original staff form and swung it with an over head strike. This one had a bit more ferocity to it.
"Now now. Remember, don't listen to what they say. Block the sounds out with your mind. Even if they are insulting you, so what? You decided what happens next. Not them?" Said Mr. Jeff with a sage-like serious tone.
Justine bit her lip. Easier said than done, after all. She needed to be focused. Needed to be without distraction. She needed to be in a state of peace. She would not let her teacher down. She couldn't fail. After all, it would be a repeat of last time if she couldn't control her semblance.
"With that said, I feel like there's only one topic that really rubs you the wrong way." Said Mr. Jeff in a low tone while dropping the math book and taking a staff from his back.
Justine gulped nervously and tried to calm herself down. She would not be guilty anymore. She had to let go of the past. And yet again it was easier said than done.
"Are cells good for the body?" Asked Mr. Jeff while in a defensive stance. He knew what was coming next after all.
Justine looked down the ground and clenched her Scarlet Brimstone hard. Really hard. Her knuckles whitened and her lip bled due to her biting it. Small pink domes of energy exploded around her. The raven haired girl tried to calm herself down but it was too late. Memories started to flood in and tears streamed down her face. The pink domes of enrgy started to get larger and Mr. Jeff knew he had to step in.
"It doesn't matter if you made a mistake. The past is the past! If you don't let go of it then you won't reach your future." Yelled Mr. Jeff in a serious tone. He backed away slowly as the pink domes of energy expanded.
Justine's free hand gripped her head tightly as some of Mr. Jeff's words started to get through her. The pink domes of energy started to shrink down slowly but surely.
"It doesn't matter if you made a mistake! We all do! It's what you do afterwards that count. Big moments are bound to happen in your life, and you can't stop it. You can only react. What would he say if he saw you right now?" Said Mr. Jeff as he started to walk closer to the now crying girl. The pink domes of energy had disappeared completely and Justine looked up with her crimson eyes dripping with tears.
"It-it stopped. I stopped it! I controlled it! Finally. I-thank you sir-Mr. Jeff." Stuttered Justine happily.
"Do not mention it. I was only guiding you to the right path. Speaking of paths... What are we going to do with this mess?" Said the old teacher as he gestured towards the grassless ground. Justine just blushed and kept her head down.
"Sorry..."
"It is quite alright. I have one last thing to ask of you though."
"What is it sir?" Asked the crimson eyed girl tentatively.
"In light of you controlling your semblance, I have a recommendation letter for someone to enroll in Beacon academy in Vale. I've been sitting on it for the past few months. Do you want to accept it?" Said the old teacher while he took out a Manilla envelope.
"Oh my dust! Of course I will! Thank you sir! You've done so much for me in the past few months thank you so much!" Squealed Justine happily as she took the Manilla envelope.
"Very well. I am proud to have seen you my student grow so much. But I feel like it's time to let the bird fly out of the cage," Said the old teacher before he paused.
"Run along now girl. And live your life in happines!" Finished Mr. Jeff with his falcetto voice.
"Goodbye Mr. Jeff!" Exclaimed Justine happily as she sprinted out of the park, eager to share the news to her family. As she got out of hearing range though, Mr. Jeff sighed and said:
"If the mental blocks I put on her with my semblance breaks, then dust help those near her."
The focus