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"I-I don't know how to deal with this!"

Hitting head against wall now. Crona, I swear, I would kill you if I wasn't afraid of Maka killing me! Even if I said Renta did it (I wouldn't, though. I'm an honest girl).

"All I'm asking is for you to help me with my sword training. Y'know, tell me if I'm doing something wrong."

"I can't deal with that, though!"

"Why not?"

"Cause I just can't!"

Ok, I know I rather use a sword if I HAVE to fight, even though I normally don't want to, but couldn't Renta be a hand gun instead?! Or a freakin' scythe?! Hell, going back to the hand gun comment, one of my other characters could be a hand gun with him!

But no, I get stuck with him being a sword, and asking if Crona, of all people, to train me!

Then again, maybe, by the grace of God, Maka's scythe technics could somehow, SOMEHOW translate to sword. ...SOMEHOW!

"If you want to learn how to use a sword, look no father then by me, Black*Star! The person who will surpass God!"

Did I mention that I'm in a training room in the DWMA? No? Well, ya know now!

"Black*Star, shut up!" I exclaim with an angry vein.

God, he's already getting on my nerves... Though it's mainly his loud voice doing that and not himself...mostly.

"Besides, if you could surpass God, why haven't you beaten Kid yet?"

"Oh, I will! I'll beat him today! Hahaha!"

Why did I get him started? Why?

"Black*Star, the chance of you doing that today is about as high as Fan's chances of dating Kid," Renta chimes in, his reflection appearing on the blade while he smirks. "Which isn't all that high."

"Renta!" I exclaim at him with a blush. "Sh-shut up!"

"Looks like someone has a crush on you, Kid," I hear Liz say from Kid's left.

"Hey, can we just start? I know Fan wants Crona" No I don't. "to teach her, but maybe it'll be better if we all train and let Fan learn on her own," Soul speaks up, his reflection showing up on the blade of his scythe form. "And fair warning, Fan, I'm a Death Scythe now."

Oh, come on!

I haven't even gotten one kishin egg. I am SCREWED!

"So who's going first in our mini tournament?" Kid asks.

"Obviously, I am!" Black*Star replies.

That was so. Freakin'. Obvious.

"Ok then. So I guess I'm battling you then. Just to see if you can beat me," Kid replies.

And that's our cue to sit on the benches and just watch. Which most of us did.


As Black*Star goes to strike Kid from above, having Tsubaki in Enchanted Sword Mode, Kid dodges. Then, Kid puts Patti, his right gun, on Black*Star's stomach, think of it like how he did it to Soul when he first showed up at the academy, and fires, shooting Black*Star off of Patti and sending him flying several feet before he lands on the ground, on his side.

Yup, that's a major reference to episode 6/whatever chapter it is in the manga.

"Ug... I'm not done yet!" Black*Star exclaims, getting up while holding on the area Kid shot him in. Thank God that when Kid shoots, it doesn't leave open wounds.

"In fact, I'm just getting warmed up!" Black*Star exclaims.

"Oh? Is that so?" Kid replies, his tone sounding like he didn't believe what Black*Star said. I don't blame him, they've been at it for a while now. Black*Star should be more than warmed up by now.

Actually, I think I did see some sparks fly while those two were fighting... It's an awesome rivalry those two got there.

"Yeah!" He then starts running towards Kid. "Finishing move: Black*Star Big Wave!"

And it...it sends Kid flying! My jaw dropped, cause I didn't think that could be done so easily.

"I'm done playing. Soul Resonance!" Kid exclaims.

And ya know, Liz and Patti become cannons, they do a feedback report, etc. Kid then brings them both together, pointing at Black*Star. "Death Cannon!" The attack hits Black*Star, sending him flying into a wall. Kid gets up, the cannons returning to normal.

Oh, God, that was so epic! Which is my version of 'cool', since I don't normally use cool like that. So I use something like 'epic' or 'awesome' instead.


"Hey, Crona. I almost feel sorry for you," Renta says from his weapon form. "You, having to go up against me and Fan. You should quit while you can."

"Hey! Only I can say if Crona should quit! And if you ask me, you and Fan don't look like anything special!" Ragnarok replies to Renta's comment.

"Trust me, we're more than you can handle!"

Renta, I really hate how egotistic you can be sometimes. Really, I do.

"Begin!" A voice says.

I run at Crona, the tip of Renta's blade touching the ground. As I got closer to Crona, I move Renta to where his weapon form goes up. Yup, an attack from below. However, Crona blocks it with ease, and I jump back.

This...this might be harder than I thought... I think I'll be needing a doctor after this match.

ARG! My shoulder! I take Ragnarok out of my right, bleeding to death, shoulder. Crap, crap, CRAP! My right is more dominant, and I hardly practice using my left arm/shoulder if I need to use it in the case of something like this happens! Damn it!

"You really shouldn't let your guard down," Crona says.

Gee, you think?!

"You little..." I grumble, switching Renta to my left.

Well, this feels slightly awkward. Actually, slightly isn't the word for this.

Switch to using a back grip. Huh. Oddly enough, this grip feels more natural than using Renta like I do with my right, which does sometime need help from the left. Ok, lets try it this way!

I run to Crona again, sweep kicking him (I'm not sure if is Crona is a he, but whatever. I don't care anymore.) off his feet.

Crona, after hitting the ground on his side, uses Ragnarok to help get himself back up.

Holy God, jump out-of-the-way!

Woah, just barely!

"Fan, I think we should use Blade of Darkness on Crona's ass and be done with it!" Renta exclaims, his reflection appearing on the blade.

Do you have any other good plans, Renta? Any other one I actually do want to use? No? Then shut up!

Oh come on, not again!

On my knees now, with Ragnarok in my right lower leg.

GODTHEPAIN!

"Would you stop doing that?!" I exclaim, feeling tears build up in my eyes by the double shot of pain that my more dominant side is in.

"I said you shouldn't let your guard down. It's not my fault you let it down," Crona replies, taking out Ragnarok.

And now I'm using my left arm to support me.

And wow, am I getting dizzy?

I think I am...

Crona, you win.

"Can someone PLEASE get me a nurse?!" I ask.


By now, our "mini tournament" is over and my right shoulder and right lower leg are bandaged. I'm glad I got help, even though I needed more bandages. Ug! I hate my skill level...

"Fan, you were PATHETIC!" Renta exclaims.

"Shut up!" I exclaim back at him. "I don't need any of that right now!"

"It's true."

"I know I was! Now let me rest, dang it!"