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Before Alaina could blink, Angeal was in front of her, his sword raised high. Thinking quick on her feet, Alaina rolled to the side, rolling around to Angeal's back and following with a slash to his back with her -still covered- sword. The 1st class turned swiftly and blocked her attack easily with his sword. Alaina pressed a little harder against his sword and pushed back, using the extra momentum to jump back further, holding her sword out in front of her, ready for Angeal's next attack.
Angeal gave her a small smirk and came at her again, as fast as he did last time. This time, however, he swung around behind her. The moment Alaina realised what he was doing, she dove forward in another roll. As she was rolling, she heard the sound of him coming after her. Moving onto her knees, she spun around quickly and used her sword to shield her body from his downward strike. Though there was quite a power to it, she wasn't met with much resistance. Angeal must have been holding back. A part of her got angry at the thought of someone holding back, mostly because most do so because she's a woman. Even though she knew that couldn't be the reason, she was still determined to fight with all of her power.
As if he could see the flame spark in her eye, Angeal's eyes widened a fraction. His expression of shock was quickly replaced by a small smirk. He This time, Alaina rushed at him. bringing her sword across in a backhanded, horizontal strike going up. Unfortunately for her however, when compared to Angeal, she was like treacle, molasses, a snail! She was far too slow. Faster than she could comprehend, Angeal blocked her strike and, with a simple flick of his wrist, he disarmed her.
Propelled by the force of her attack, Alaina stumbled and fell forward. Angeal caught her easily before she could hit the ground. Though he was ready to put Alaina in a choke hold, he paused.
He's light! Angeal thought. He stared at Alaina, his eyes rather wide. Alaina, noticing Angeal's hesitation, grabbed his arm and twisted it away from her, managing to free herself from the circle of his arms. She jumped forward, managing to pass him without getting caught again. Angeal snapped out his momentary shock and spun around as well. As he did, he was met with the barrel of Alaina's 9mm. Alaina smirked.
"I guess I win." She said, keeping her voice deep. Angeal stared at her for a moment before he made his move. He turned to left suddenly and using his sword to disarm Alaina once again. Seeing as her reaction time was too slow, Alaina's gun went flying out of her hand as well, landing somewhere to her right.
This time, Angeal didn't hesitate. He thrust at her with his sword. It was pretty clear to most watching that he had no intention of actually running Alaina through. However, to her, it seemed as if that was exactly what he was going to do. In a moment of pure instinct, Alaina stepped forward, while also stepping to her right, and grabbed his sword at the handle. Gripping it with both hands, she gave it a good twist, making Angeal's hands twist painfully at the same time, and shoved it towards him. Angeal stumbled back a little and loosened his grip on the sword.
Alaina saw the opening and pulled the handle towards her with one hand and pushed the blade towards Angeal with the other. As she had hoped, he released the sword. Alaina jumped back a few feet and held the sword in front of her. Angeal gave her a small smirk as he drew his spare sword. It was a lot smaller than the one Alaina had now. She gulped. With the speed Angeal already possessed combined with the lighter sword and the fact that she was struggling to hold the sword in her hand even with both of her hands, she was a serious disadvantage.
Just as this thought passed through her mind, Angeal came at her again. Alaina struggled to get his sword up in time to block his attack, though she managed somehow. Alaina looked to around her quickly. Her gun was too far away, right in front of Sephiroth, and her sword was a ways behind Angeal. She wouldn't be able to get to it before he did. She turned her gaze back to Angeal, thankful it her eyes were hidden from his sight.
Again, he came at her with another attack. And again, she managed to, just barely, block the attack.
This thing is to big and heavy!There's even a huge hole in it and it's still too heavy! Alaina shouted in her mind, grinding her teeth together. As she thought that, she got an idea. As Angeal lunged at her with another thrust, she moved to the side quickly, and lowered her sword enough so that Angeal's went through the hole at the base. Using all of her strength, she twisted the heavy sword, retching Angeal's from his hand and sending it in the same direction as her gun.
Not wasting a moment, Alaina drove her stolen sword into the ground and used it, along with the momentum of her twist, to throw a high kick at Angeal. Acting quickly, the 1st class moved to the side and grabbed her ankle. Alaina gasped as he tried to pull her away from the sword. Alaina tightened her grip and used the sword to support her full weight as she used her other foot to kick Angeal's shoulder. The impact jarred him enough to make her let go of her other foot.
With the momentum of the kick as well as the fact that there was no longer anything to stop her, Alaina was basically thrown in the direction she'd been kicking. Again, Alaina gasped and tightened on the sword's handle. The metal groaned in protest but did not give way to the strain, holding the sword in place. This, however, was un unfortunate thing for Alaina. Her tight grip refused to give as well. This made the energy throw her against the sword it's self. She was lucky. She only hit the blade with her arm, though it resulted in a long, deep, painful cut down the length of her right arm. The rest of her body collided with the hard metal of the broad side of the blade. Her head ended up striking the handle, though her helmet protected her well enough.
Alaina groaned as pain coursed through her body, but managed to stand again, supporting her body with the sword, now deeply embedded within the metal floor. She looked up at Angeal, readying herself to fight again, but he just stood there, staring at her a moment before his gaze flickered to her arm. Alaina, taking the hint that he wasn't going to fight anymore, inspected her arm. The blood was flowing out faster than any wound she'd had before. It was so deep, she could see spots of white if she looked hard enough. Angeal was at her side when she looked up, Sephiroth and Zack as well.
"Come on. We need to get him to the hospital wing." Angeal stated, walking out of the training room while putting pressure on her wound. Alaina winced at the pain but said nothing, unsure if she would be able to keep her voice deep enough. She walked with Angeal and Zack, letting the 2nd class support her. Sephiroth stayed behind, which Alaina didn't blame him for. A 2nd class and 1st class would be enough to take her to the hospital wing of the Shinra building. She didn't know they had one but, when she thought it over, it made sense. She looked down at her arm again. Angeal's large hand, which was still pressed against her wound, was now covered in her blood. Alaina turned her head away, though she did it slowly, finding the sight both disgusting and intriguing at the same time.
It didn't take too long for them to get there. It was up two floors from where they had been and only about a dozen doors from where the elevators were. Alaina winced at the memory of her brother that invaded her mind. Normally, she would try to stay away from the place, but when she was nearly bleeding to death and getting dizzier by the minute, she found it easier than she would have thought to let herself be led into the ER part of the wing. The moment the nurses assigned there saw her, as well as the company she was keeping at the moment, she was surrounded by them and her wound was poked and probed at for some time before anyone actually treated her.
When they finally finished, she had stitches going up and down the length of her arm, holding the skin together to help it heal correctly. Her entire arm was also covered her arm, making it hard for her to bend it, not that she was really planning on it, considering the pain.
When they'd stitched her up, they were kind enough to remember to numb it up first. At the same time, they'd also stuck her with a syringe filled with a green liquid. They wouldn't tell her what it was but they gave her a warning to tell them if she felt strange and to come in right away if anything happened. When they finished with her stitches, and told Zack and Angeal that she would be fine and just needed a little rest, they moved her to a room with four hospital beds inside. One of them was occupied by a red headed man and his black friend, who was as bald as a monk. They didn't notice her as the nurse led her to her bed and attached an IV to her, filled with blood. They'd told her that she had lost a lot of blood, which would explain why she was dizzy and tired. She layed down on top of the covers and listened to the other two. The redheaded one was kind of loud.
"I don't know why Elena was so upset!" The red haired one exclaimed. The bald guy looked at him, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses.
"Probably because you had to rifle through her stuff, Reno." He muttered, his voice so low that Alaina had to strain her ears to hear it. The redhead, Reno, threw up his hands.
"That doesn't mean that she needs to throw a vase at me!" He exclaimed. Alaina winced. She didn't really feel like listening to a bunch of yelling. His friend seemed far more quite, which Alaina liked at the moment.
"She could have thrown you in a cellar or something instead." She heard him mumble. Reno didn't seem to hear him.
"Still! She didn't have to throw all those things at me! I was lucky the vase was the only thing that hit me!" The bald man sighed.
"You didn't have to use that snide remark either, Reno." He commented. Again, Reno threw his hands up.
"She said 'Look at all the blubber. I disgust myself.' What did you want me to do? It was there for me to come up with a comeback!" He shouted, louder than before. Alaina groaned.
"I would do anything to get some peace and quiet around here. Anything, I swear!" She moaned, covering her eyes with her good hand. This seemed to catch the loudmouth's attention.
"Listen carefully. Can you hear that?" Alaina removed her hand from hand from her eyes and looked over at Reno, who was cupping his ear comically. He turned to her, ready to make a snide remark, when he spotted her arm. His eyes widened and he let out a low whistle.
"Woah! What happened to you?" Alaina looked up at the titled ceiling above her.
"Why is it that you're so energetic while I feel like dying?" She mumbled, too low for the other two to hear. The redhead got up after a while, when Alaina didn't answer him, and walked over to her bedside.
I'm surrounded by morons. Alaina thought, when Reno didn't get the hint and came over to her even though she didn't want to talk.
"Come on babe. Say something." Alaina's head turned to stare at Reno, wide eyes hidden behind a dark visor.
No no no! I can't be found out so soon!
For the word Treacle, I used the meaning similar to syrup.
