Kirito, Kirito, Kirito always getting into trouble. I thought in the stands of a great coliseum. I didn't want to be here, but…
"WOOO!" yelled a screaming Kagura next to me. Friends like Kagura do these things to you… "Zen you enjoying the blind double date?"
I face palmed "No Kagura I'm not…" I didn't know what he was talking about he was fliting with both of the girls it seemed like they both were on a date with him and I was glad one wasn't on me anyways. The stands were roaring with players ready and waiting to watch a clash between two of the strongest players in SAO Kirito an Heathcliff.
"Girls when the game starts we are going to do the special cheer ok?!" Kagura turned towards the girls talking like he was giving a prep talk.
"Ok!" they said in sync
Two gates opened up on the left and right corners and in each revealed two silhouettes. The one on the left was Kirito and the one on the right was Heathcliff. They walked down the center and exchanged words, the duel was in one strike mode and they game was about to begin. A time in the sky signaled three, two, one, and then it started. Kirito was the one to charge he attacked hitting the shield and when he realized the shield blocked his attack he started flailing at the shield, whacking the shield relentlessly with both swords. After a while Heathcliff countered by charging with his shield and aiming for Kirito's head. Kirito had to back up and Heathcliff went on the offensive. He charged readying his sword, but at the last second he struck with his shield which landed a direct hit, but didn't win him the game because it wasn't his sword. The hit sent Kirito flying backwards and-
"Hahahahahahah!" I heard highly annoying laughs coming from all around me. I looked and Kagura and the two girls were doing his signature laugh over and over
"Stop!" I yelled at them with an angry tone.
"Why!?" one of the girls sighed "it's our special cheer! Kagura made it." they both looked at him and squealed "He's the total package!" … Rescue me someone please…
Kagura blushed from what the girls said and recovered fast by saying "Girls… welcome to the Kagura Nation! Bask in the light!" he yelled loud then continued his laugh.
Well back to the fight… Kirito started charging they exchanged swords numerous of times and sword against shield other times. After a while Kirito started going at the shield again. Kirito finally landed a hit against Heathcliff's cheek, but not one strong enough to win the duel. Kirito saw this as an opening. He charged dozens for sword skills and hit the shield one after another, until the impact launched Heathcliff off balance. Kirito found his opening to win
"Yea Kirito!" I yelled celebrating his victory
He slashed down at his head. But then Heathcliff moved with unreal speed and Kirito fell onto Heath's blade. It was his win… but how… could he be faster than Kirito who got dual blades because he was the fastest in the game…
After the battle Kagura escorted the girls home and I had to think about that match and I kept thinking that Heathcliff cheated somehow… but how?
How would there be in a way to cheat in SAO. Kiaba must have made this game with a lot of flaws. He needs to test his death game before he releases it.
Wait… if where did Kiaba go all these two years of SAO… I started thinking to myself and I realized how Heathcliff cheated… Kiaba…
I asked around town to see where he was headed next and apparently he was going to go out with a party to map.
I grabbed my stuff and left a note to Kagura… today I become a mass
Player Killer.
Flashback
Three years ago… yea that was the time before the accident
I woke up in my bed ready to take the day it was another day of school. I got up and looked at my great room full of posters of the latest anime I've been watching, my computer on a desk by my bed, and my very own bathroom that I could get dressed, brush my teeth for the day I was going to have. I got dressed in casual white t and genes got my backpack and left the house and faced the great day I was going to have.
Little did I know that I wouldn't be returning.
