Authors note- sorry it has taken me so long to update. Remember the chapter when truth and Cathrine fight. Well I never finished it. And it never let me re upload. So here is a finished version.
The fight-
I'm truly now denying the decision that I have made. We walked to the arena behind the guild. People of magnolia gathered around, many of them batting there money on truth. But, I don't care. This might be one of my only ways of getting my memory back.
"Fighters take your stance." The speakers boomed. I clutched my hands into fist, letting my buckles tire white. Truth laughed, then sighed, "I really hope this isn't the waste of my time." He smirked. "Truth. You idiot. It was your idea of doing this." I said. "And yours to agree." He smiled. "I have my reasons. And you have yours." I nodded. "Go." The announcer proclaimed waving his hands crazily in the air.
Truth already made a few darts that he held between each finger. One by one he threw it across, I managed to dogged. Getting closer to him was my only option. And hitting him was the only way to win. I quickly longed at him avoiding most of the hits. More or less I've been hit with at least 6 darts on my arms. I ended up behind him swinging my fist in the air. They were caught by an iron fist. He smirked,"you really think I can be fooled that easily." I shook my head. He picked me up like I had no body weight and was thrown into the arenas wall. I fell to the ground, coughing, I wiped the dirt from my face and stood up. "Dos you think you could get rid of me that easily?" I asked. A few gasp fell through e air. He nodded, "most people do now let's continue." Truth changed his arms into two iron fist, they stretched at top speed. There are two iron fist coming towards my face. What do I do what do I do? I could only think. My fear quickly rushed over me. And my arms shielded my face, as the blast hit me I was sent flying back. My arms now stringed, and were stained with blood. I landed on my knees, sliding backwards, dust surrounded me. My knees stringed with blood but some how I was able to get on my feet again. Gasp filled the arena once more, but the atmosphere changed. Within curiosity.
"Now you look different" truth exclaimed. I looked down to my hands in surprise. They were concealed in fish net fingerless gloves, with purple yang signs on each Palm. I was wearing ripped up leggings, with a black crop top. The cut was diagonal. I started to touch my face. Right at my forehead there was a crease, but that was all I knew. I looked up seeing mutiple ninja stars flying. "What the hell your not a ninja your a Mage." I stated. Annoyed. "I can be whatever I want to be." He said offended. Wow we're children. I leaped in the air trying my best to doge the stars. One of them nicked my shin. I looked down at it, tracing the mark. I finally realized I haven't fallen to the floor quite yet. Was I hovering, "mommy she has wings like me." A exceed pointed towards me. I gawked, me have wings, I can fly, I'm a bird, yay! I smiled. Wow I get distracted easily. I blinked a few times before the world came in focus once again. More darts, and stars were now flying. I flew as close as I could get to him, but I got shot in the arm with a knife, causing me to fa backwards. I cried out in pain. I looked up to the crowd to see Elisabeth anxious in worry. She placed her hand over her forehead, "night, yang, morning yin." She yelled. She chanted that over and over. I finally understood what she meant. "Night staff." I smiled. Of course yang the night. Plus my favorite weapon equal this beauty. I held it up in Admire. "Cool." I look towards truth. "It's time to play. Shadow blindness." I pointed the staff towards my opponent. Black smoke circled around him. He started to cough, and whisk his arms in the air. What the heck is he doing? I wondered Rollins my eyes. I ran forwards to the confused kid and smacked him across the face. He reached up to his cheek. A red mark appeared against the silver. "Now that's a first." He smiled. "I guess I was to quick for you." I smirked.
My hand now hurt from hitting the iron. I was able to touch the skin but the iron still got me. I reached towards my shirt ripping the part of the diagonal. I wrapped it around my hand. "I'm not surrendering yet." He said. I nodded. We went a few steps back, cheers filled the stadium, "go!" The announcer called once again. I swung my staff with in a pattern changing it into a arrow less bow. "There isn't any arrows?" Truth asked dumbfounded. He looked around me curiously. I pulled the string back, a blue and black arrow appeared, i aimed for his torso. He changed into iron. "Lifrenet unh drebt." The arrow flew from my reach piercing him. The tip on made it through, I smiled. "What. . . How?" He looked around confused. Blood dripped slowly down his shirt. Confused and surprised the crowd gasped.
"Okay I'll up my game now." He sneered. I groaned. "Why." I muttered looking towards the heavens. I quickly changed my weapon back into a staff. I jumped up in the air trying to take flight once more, completely forgetting about my wound. I felt a sting of pain. Well I can't fly, and the knife is killing me. I reached up to my shoulder, pulling the knife out slowly. "OW. Ow. ow." I winced. Blood of Crimson stained it. I threw it to the ground looking up. Clubs, darts, armories and knifes were heading my way. My wings are 100% useless right now. I swing my staff in a new patters making a purple shield. I was being pushed back wards grow the weight of the weapons. Everything repealed against the sheid accept the clubs. I was slammed against the floor my vision getting blurry and hands pushing me down. I winced in pain. My staff was far from my reach. I tried to reach the staff but, it was no use. Truth came towards me startling on my stomach and a blade to my throat. I moved as much as I could. I couldn't take it any more. I closed my eyes and was out cold.
Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed. Please review. Also I'll get back to the storyline pretty soon. And Vini will be showing up in no time.