As with all my fics... Don't own the characters except for Strider. If your
underage, don't blame me for warping your fragile little mind...
Here is the new installment of my first fic...
"Advanced! I am just going to tell you now that to get there you have to do especially well in the next test to get to that class. You will need to fight me and get this sensor on my wrist to read a maximum of 1,200 out of a possible 9,999. This sensor calculates a person's hit points by the amount of power and defense a person has. It takes the power of the creature or person attacking him and subtracts that from the defenders defense, that is how and attacks damage is calculated."
"I know all this. When do we start?"
"Even though you know you will be fighting one of the most skilled fighters on the planet, you are still willing to fight me? You got guts. Meet me outside in half and hour. That should give us both just enough time to get ready."
"See you then."
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Twenty minutes have passed, I am not nervous. I know I can beat him.
Strider picked up a small glowing orb from his bag and pushed a button on his arm. A small hatch opened and he pushed the orb inside. With this, he was sure to win. He knew that Squall had the GF junction Quazeqotle, but he did not have the GF itself imprisoned like he did. With the GF tucked soundly away in his arm, it would give his blades the power of Quazeqotle and the affinity of lightning. He also knew this would give him an unfair advantage, but that didn't matter.
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Half an hour had passed and Squall waited patiently outside. He was tired of waiting.
"So the kid had enough sense to back out, huh? Good for him. I did't want to damage him anyway." With that said Squall slid his Gunblade back into the shealth and was starting to walk back towords Balam Garden when he saw him. "He couldn't have just stayed away. Oh well, lets get this over with..."
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Quistis, done with her classes for the day walked into the caffeteria. She had nothing to do. She didn't like her new scedule, she had all her breaks at the worst times. For some reason today was different though. There was excitement in the room, although she didn't know why.
"Hey everyone! Squall and some new guy, obviously trying to get into the advanced classes, are going at it! And they're putting on a great show!" The guy ran out of the room, he was obviously enthusiastic about the preformance.
Quistis, remebering her delema on what to do decided that this was the perfect way to pass the time. Not only did she get to see some rookie get the crap kicked out of themselves, but then she also gets to laugh and taunt the person for all the mistakes that he made if the person is in her class. She was vicious.
With a smile she headed out of the room and out to the testing grounds.
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"Just because you're new, doesn't mean that I am going to go easy on you. Remember that." Squall said, boosting the one thing that doesn't need boosting, his ego.
"Just because I'm new, doesn't mean I'm not going to kick your ass..." Strider said, trying to bring Squall's ego down.
"Quit the bad mouthing, lets fight."
Strider raised his arms in defence, clenching the muscles of his right arm. He obtained his desired effect. Blades sprang fourth from his hand and with an eerie crackling sound, started glowing a brilliant golden color. Strider smiled at Squall and with blinding speed, he was infront of him. The blade raised, ready to be brought back down.
Squall's head was filled with pain as electricity flowed through his body. It coursed down his spinal cord and through every nerve. He could feel the energy gathering behind his eyes, like they were being burnt out of their socket.
"My gauge...it's at 3000, but how..." Squall was barely able to breath.
"It will be lower yet, if you don't surrender." Strider said, a smooth force of confidence rolling into his being.
"The Commander is obligated to fight to the end... You will need to finish it, if you want to be in the coveted advanced courses..."
"If you require that much proof of my power, so be it. It is your strike."
"Here is where it ends..."
Squall glowed yellow, a hidden aura surrounded him. Strider could feel Squall's concentration growning rapidly. Strider knew what was coming and braced for the onsluaght.
"Renzouken!"
Squall became a blur. He moved
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She sat there and watched Squall move, the new kid had no chance.
"This will be over soon." Quistits said to no one imparticular.
It was to her astonishment the new kid quickly steped out of the way and brought his arm down hard on the back of Squall's head. He fell. She sat astounded. This kid was better than anyone she had ever seen.
He had short, platinum hair and his dusty blue eyes. He wore black loose fitting jeans and a dark black vest over a white t-shirt. She could easily see how well formed he was. Then, to her embarasement, their eyes met. She hoped he didn't notice how she was staring at him. She felt that she needed to cover up her true actions.
"Hey! You could have killed him!" She screamed hoping to sound angry.
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Here is the new installment of my first fic...
"Advanced! I am just going to tell you now that to get there you have to do especially well in the next test to get to that class. You will need to fight me and get this sensor on my wrist to read a maximum of 1,200 out of a possible 9,999. This sensor calculates a person's hit points by the amount of power and defense a person has. It takes the power of the creature or person attacking him and subtracts that from the defenders defense, that is how and attacks damage is calculated."
"I know all this. When do we start?"
"Even though you know you will be fighting one of the most skilled fighters on the planet, you are still willing to fight me? You got guts. Meet me outside in half and hour. That should give us both just enough time to get ready."
"See you then."
________________________________________________________________________
Twenty minutes have passed, I am not nervous. I know I can beat him.
Strider picked up a small glowing orb from his bag and pushed a button on his arm. A small hatch opened and he pushed the orb inside. With this, he was sure to win. He knew that Squall had the GF junction Quazeqotle, but he did not have the GF itself imprisoned like he did. With the GF tucked soundly away in his arm, it would give his blades the power of Quazeqotle and the affinity of lightning. He also knew this would give him an unfair advantage, but that didn't matter.
________________________________________________________________________
Half an hour had passed and Squall waited patiently outside. He was tired of waiting.
"So the kid had enough sense to back out, huh? Good for him. I did't want to damage him anyway." With that said Squall slid his Gunblade back into the shealth and was starting to walk back towords Balam Garden when he saw him. "He couldn't have just stayed away. Oh well, lets get this over with..."
________________________________________________________________________
Quistis, done with her classes for the day walked into the caffeteria. She had nothing to do. She didn't like her new scedule, she had all her breaks at the worst times. For some reason today was different though. There was excitement in the room, although she didn't know why.
"Hey everyone! Squall and some new guy, obviously trying to get into the advanced classes, are going at it! And they're putting on a great show!" The guy ran out of the room, he was obviously enthusiastic about the preformance.
Quistis, remebering her delema on what to do decided that this was the perfect way to pass the time. Not only did she get to see some rookie get the crap kicked out of themselves, but then she also gets to laugh and taunt the person for all the mistakes that he made if the person is in her class. She was vicious.
With a smile she headed out of the room and out to the testing grounds.
________________________________________________________________________
"Just because you're new, doesn't mean that I am going to go easy on you. Remember that." Squall said, boosting the one thing that doesn't need boosting, his ego.
"Just because I'm new, doesn't mean I'm not going to kick your ass..." Strider said, trying to bring Squall's ego down.
"Quit the bad mouthing, lets fight."
Strider raised his arms in defence, clenching the muscles of his right arm. He obtained his desired effect. Blades sprang fourth from his hand and with an eerie crackling sound, started glowing a brilliant golden color. Strider smiled at Squall and with blinding speed, he was infront of him. The blade raised, ready to be brought back down.
Squall's head was filled with pain as electricity flowed through his body. It coursed down his spinal cord and through every nerve. He could feel the energy gathering behind his eyes, like they were being burnt out of their socket.
"My gauge...it's at 3000, but how..." Squall was barely able to breath.
"It will be lower yet, if you don't surrender." Strider said, a smooth force of confidence rolling into his being.
"The Commander is obligated to fight to the end... You will need to finish it, if you want to be in the coveted advanced courses..."
"If you require that much proof of my power, so be it. It is your strike."
"Here is where it ends..."
Squall glowed yellow, a hidden aura surrounded him. Strider could feel Squall's concentration growning rapidly. Strider knew what was coming and braced for the onsluaght.
"Renzouken!"
Squall became a blur. He moved
________________________________________________________________________
She sat there and watched Squall move, the new kid had no chance.
"This will be over soon." Quistits said to no one imparticular.
It was to her astonishment the new kid quickly steped out of the way and brought his arm down hard on the back of Squall's head. He fell. She sat astounded. This kid was better than anyone she had ever seen.
He had short, platinum hair and his dusty blue eyes. He wore black loose fitting jeans and a dark black vest over a white t-shirt. She could easily see how well formed he was. Then, to her embarasement, their eyes met. She hoped he didn't notice how she was staring at him. She felt that she needed to cover up her true actions.
"Hey! You could have killed him!" She screamed hoping to sound angry.
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ANY IDEAS FOR THE REST OF THE STORY..... JUST POST A REVIEW