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The Lone Wolf Part 3
Gymnasium. 7/18/2015 A.C. (1200 hours)
The sun was shinning through the large window in the gym, undisturbed. That is, until a steel blade cut through it. Blade was in the empty gymnasium, practicing with his Gun-Blade. The three-foot blade sliced through the air with incredible speed and accuracy.
After 30 solid minutes of training, Blade finally stopped and gently put the sword down. He then heard a sound. 'Breathing? I'm the only one here.aren't I?' Blade slowly looked over his shoulder to see that he had drawn a small crowd.
The students were looking at the wolf with amazement especially the younger ones. The crowd was very stunned and impressed to see the 16-year-old wolf handle the 30-pound weapon like it weighed 16 ounces. There was also the fact that Blade wasn't very tall and didn't seem very strong either.
The young wolf smiled slightly, and without hesitation, went straight back to training. Partly for the practice, but mostly for the amusement of the group that was rapidly getting larger. He pulled of impressive stunt, some that he didn't even know he could do, for five more minutes. He then walked slowly over to the simulator, leaving little drops of sweat in his wake. Blade turned the machine on, and cranked the opponent's level up to 10, as high as the dial would turn. He then turned the number of opponents up to 20, again as high as the dial would turn. Finally, he changed the opponent's weapons to lasers. They wouldn't hurt him, but if he got hit, it would be "Game Over."
Blade smiled to himself. 'This will be fun, but too easy.' He wasn't being cocky; he just knew his abilities. He then walked out to the middle of the gym. With out warning, Blade yelled. "Start program!"
Instantly, five gray forms wielding blasters appeared on all sides of him. Blade smiled to himself again. He loved this part. He waited until the forms got within 10 feet of him. The wolf suddenly disappeared. Gasps were heard through out the gym. Blade then reappeared behind two very shocked forms that had gotten to close together, and cut them down with lightning speed. He then dispatched the other three. Blade continued to attack the next ten as the showed up, and was soon down to the final five.
They closed in on Blade as a smirk crossed the wolfs face. He stood with the sword behind his left side. Finally, when they had gotten within three feet of him, he let loose a yell, and spun in a complete 360-degree circle so fast, that no one saw him, except one of the gray forms. The hologram was smart enough to stay farther away from him then his comrades. He had also anticipated the attack, and leapt back. He then started to fire his blaster at Blade. Blade was barely able to dodge the attack, and fell down.
The hologram then ran up to the wolf and pointed the blaster at him. "Getting tired, are we? Dodge this." was what hologram said. Blade then disappeared again, this time reappearing with his Gun-Blade at the hologram's head. "No. You." Was all Blade said before slashing the form with his sword, unleashing a bullet as he followed through. The hologram vanished.
Cheers erupted through the small crowd. Blade smiled, then waved his paw and walked to the exit, leaving the crowd to think about what they had just witnessed.
One Year Later.
Academy Grounds. 6/14/2016 A.C. (0600 hours.)
Blade walked through the thick morning fog with his Gun-Blade in the loading position and two bullets between his teeth. He took the silver bullet out from between his fangs and placed it in the sword/gun. Then he put the solid gold bullet in. He knew exactly what he wanted to us these for.
Blade closed the gun right before the sound of a jet hit him. He smiled. 'Finally!' As the Arwing landed, Blade looked to see who was in the cockpit. It was Fox, just as expected. "Bout time!" Blade yelled as the cockpit opened to reveal his friend. "Sure is!" Fox yelled back. "You ready for the concert?" Blade asked as Fox got onto the ground. "What concert?" "The end-of-the-year band concert!" "Oh yeah.I'm ready." "Good." As they spoke, the other members of the Star Fox team started to land their Arwings.
As the two friends talked, they didn't notice a ship roughly the size of the 'Great Fox', but painted black, and was a much different shape. Fox stopped talking and faced Blade. "Blade, I know of your skills, and I also know that you want to be a Team member. So, will you accept my offer and become a member of the Star Fox team?" Blade hadn't expected this, and did all he could to not yell in joy. "Yes!" He answered in a slightly shaky voice, with excitement simmering on the surface.
Students were finally starting to come out of their dorms and head to class. Unfortunately for Blade, this was when his life turned upside down, for he to hadn't noticed the large spacecraft above his head. He had mistaken it for a cloud.
There were now about 250 students out on the grounds, and some had already noticed the ship, and were pointing at it. Blade looked up to see what was so interesting about the sky. "What the---!" He had barely dodged something that had fallen from the sky. He then realized that the cloud was a ship, and that the thing that had almost landed on top of him, was a wolf.
The figure started to rise, and Blade saw that the other wolf was nearly twice his age. "Hello young one." The wolf had a low, calm voice, yet it still sent chills up the younger wolfs spine when he heard it, like he'd despised it at one point in his life. "Who are you, and how do you know who I am?" "I know many things about you James 'Blade'." Blade was baffled. Almost no one knew his real name except Fox, General Pepper, and himself. How could a complete stranger know him? "As for your first question, my name is Durin." "What do you want?" Someone from the crowd yelled. "To make a demonstration of your school," Durin's voice was cold, almost hateful now, "to show all the other planets of the Lylat system what will happen if they stand up to the Dark Wolf Empire!" Blade had no idea what this guy was talking about, but he didn't like it.
By this time, almost the whole population of the Academy was watching, trying to figure out what was going on. Blade then escaped to the back of the crowd. Durin stepped onto a bench to get everyone's attention. "But I will give you all a chance to protect yourselves. If anyone is brave enough to step forward and challenge me to a duel with the weapon of their choice, and wins, I might decide to spare your school." Durin had a large smirk on face. "If not, you all die. I'll give you ten minutes to decide who will challenge me." "We don't need ten minutes!" There were gasps as the crowd separated to reveal the mysterious speaker. Blade walked forward. "I challenge you!" "With what weapon do you with to battle?" Durin wasn't even surprised at the fact that Blade had challenged him. He had actually planned this. "Gun-Blades." Was all Blade said, his voice very even. "Ah, your specialty. How nice. No more talk. Let's get things started, shall we?" Blade didn't believe this. Not only did this weirdo know everything about him, but he was also smiling! 'What's with this guy?' Durin then spoke into his comm. System on his head. "Guard? Bring down two Gun-Blades." "One," Blade corrected Durin, "I prefer to use my own." "Fine." Durin made the correction and soon his sword was in his hands. Blade drew his weapon, and got into his traditional fighting stance. Durin was standing there, his Gun-Blade pointed at Blade, and a grin on his face. "I've always wanted to fight you Blade." Blade was getting more confused every second. "I'm gonna wipe that smirk of your face!" Blade yelled. He rushed Durin.
Durin was ready for him through and, being as cocky as he was, spun a whole 360 degrees and stopped the attack. Durin then pulled back and slashed at Blade. Blade dodged the cut and thrust the sword upward at the older wolf. Durin again dodged the cut and swung his Gun-Blade at Blade. The younger wolf did the same. The two swords connected, and sparks flew as the cold steel swords heated up and rubbed against each other. They kept at it for 2 minutes. Sparks and sweat flew as the two wolfs battled for the right to the Academy.
Then things heated up. Durin sliced at the air in a straight line towards Blades head. Blade ducked, and sliced his blade right to Durin's head. He swung until he hit the other blade. Blade couldn't believe this! The older wolf was matching his attacks, trust for thrust. The two then locked blades. They were in that position when Durin decided to talk. "Do you think you can win Blade? I know you. I know your every move. I even know the things you don't know." This surprised Blade a bit. 'He must be some kind of psychic or something.' "What do you mean?" "Oh. I forgot. You don't know anything about yourself, do you?" "That's a lie!" "Is it?" The lock broke. "It's time to finish this." Blade said quietly, so only Durin could hear him. "Do you want to know about your past, Blade?" Durin said in between the sharp clangs of the Gun-Blades. "Your mother was a good woman." Durin was continuing with his speech. "You had two brothers and one sister." The two wolfs got into another blade-lock. "But something happened." Blade's anger was rising every second. "What!?" "They were killed." That was the last straw. Blade's rage got the best of him, and he rushed Durin again, this time, not slowing down. He just kept slashing and slashing and slashing until, all of a sudden, Blade slashed so hard, that he was knocked back from the recoil. He backed up, while defending from the increasingly powerful blows that he was being dealt. He finally managed to get away, still facing Durin and rushed for the final time, his right hand stretched out front and his blade behind him. Durin's hand suddenly shot something out of it. "What the---!" but Blade was cut off when the blast hit him in the gut. He soon realized that he was lying on his back, and tried to get to his knees.
Blade then saw it. The glint of metal. Time stood still.
He pulled back just in time to miss Durin's deadly blade, but wasn't fast enough to dodge the blade when it sliced straight up, point first, with more power then the first slash.
"AHHH!!!" Blade yelled as he grasped his right eye. Blade had never known such pain in his life. There were people yelling. Time started to speed up again.
"Do you want to know who killed your family? Do you want to know why you didn't die with them?" Blade didn't respond. He was in too much pain to. He just nodded his head.
"I killed them," his voice sounded overjoyed. Even though he couldn't see, he knew he had a voice. "And the reason you didn't die too, you are the one." Blade opened his good eye and stared at Durin. This has to a joke. Durin looked into his eyes and saw exactly what he wanted to see. Fear, pain, and something else. "You, my boy, are the Perfect Weapon." "That's not possible. Venom never did any experiments on me. It's been proven." Blade's voice was starting to crack. "Ah, but did they tell you what they did find out? You ARE the experiment!" "NO! It's not possible!" "Is it?" Blade tried to stand, but Durin gave him a cut across the chest and he fell down again.
"You escaped your family's doom." "Shut up" Blade's voice was barely inaudible. "I was given orders to terminate the test." "Shut up." Blade's voice was getting louder. "And you are the test, so you shall die." "SHUT UP!" "Um, Durin? I think you should do what he says." The voice belonged to Fox, who'd had his own share of what Blade could do if he told you to shut up, and you didn't obey. Durin had turned his head to face fox. 'Perfect.' "Why? It's fun to torture the young --!" Durin was cut off by the flash of silver that flew by his head. He whipped he head around to see what had happened. He turned to see Blade, with his sword pointed at Durin, and smoke coming out of the middle of the Gun-Blade. He saw exactly what he wanted to see. The swirl of red smoke in his opponent's eyes. "Still want to play do you?" The smirk still wasn't off his face. It was time to end this.
This time, it was Durin who rushed Blade, but Blade was prepared. There was still ten feet between him and his target. He sprinted.
Seven feet.
Blade dragged his Gun-Blade slightly on the ground., causing sparks to fly from the ground.
Five feet.
Blade planted his feet.
Three feet.
Blade summoned up all his power, and forced the sword straight up, with a power he didn't even know he possessed. The blade connected--with Durin's face. The striking blow sent him flying against the side of the wall. There he lay, almost unconscious, blood dribbling down his face.
Blade walked up to the half-unconscious wolf, and pointed his Gun- Blade squarely at Durin's chest. Durin was still able to speak though. "They will find you! You, the Perfect Weapon, will still be terminated."
Blade looked into Durin's eyes, and saw only pleasure. Durin did the same, but saw only hatred, pain, sorrow, and the swirling smoke in his red eyes.
"There's still one more thing Blade, I enjoyed destroying your family. Or should I say, my family!" "WHAT DO YOU MEAN! You killed my father, my mother, and my brothers and sisters. What do you mean by 'your family'" Blade was enraged! Durin was wearing a very, very large grin. "You still don't understand, do you? You see Blade, I am your father!"
"YOU LIE!" Blade yelled. "Do I?" Blade had had enough. He let his rage, pain and all of his sorrow out. He pulled the trigger, let the golden bullet fly, and silenced the evil forever. The bang echoed off of the walls. Tears and Blood mixed as they streamed down Blade's face, and fell on Durin's body.
Blade turned around, thinking about what he had just done, and faced the crowd, which was dead silent. He then felt weak. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was the crowd rushing forward to help.
Long, wasn't it. Took me three days to write this much. Oh well.I'll try to get part 4 up soon. I applaud anyone who has been able to read this much, and to all you FFVIII fans, this chapter should seem familiar. Hope you enjoyed. R&R. It's right down at the bottom left of your screen. James "Blade" Wolfhart.
Also, Happy birthday to me. It's the 29th.
Now read.
The Lone Wolf Part 3
Gymnasium. 7/18/2015 A.C. (1200 hours)
The sun was shinning through the large window in the gym, undisturbed. That is, until a steel blade cut through it. Blade was in the empty gymnasium, practicing with his Gun-Blade. The three-foot blade sliced through the air with incredible speed and accuracy.
After 30 solid minutes of training, Blade finally stopped and gently put the sword down. He then heard a sound. 'Breathing? I'm the only one here.aren't I?' Blade slowly looked over his shoulder to see that he had drawn a small crowd.
The students were looking at the wolf with amazement especially the younger ones. The crowd was very stunned and impressed to see the 16-year-old wolf handle the 30-pound weapon like it weighed 16 ounces. There was also the fact that Blade wasn't very tall and didn't seem very strong either.
The young wolf smiled slightly, and without hesitation, went straight back to training. Partly for the practice, but mostly for the amusement of the group that was rapidly getting larger. He pulled of impressive stunt, some that he didn't even know he could do, for five more minutes. He then walked slowly over to the simulator, leaving little drops of sweat in his wake. Blade turned the machine on, and cranked the opponent's level up to 10, as high as the dial would turn. He then turned the number of opponents up to 20, again as high as the dial would turn. Finally, he changed the opponent's weapons to lasers. They wouldn't hurt him, but if he got hit, it would be "Game Over."
Blade smiled to himself. 'This will be fun, but too easy.' He wasn't being cocky; he just knew his abilities. He then walked out to the middle of the gym. With out warning, Blade yelled. "Start program!"
Instantly, five gray forms wielding blasters appeared on all sides of him. Blade smiled to himself again. He loved this part. He waited until the forms got within 10 feet of him. The wolf suddenly disappeared. Gasps were heard through out the gym. Blade then reappeared behind two very shocked forms that had gotten to close together, and cut them down with lightning speed. He then dispatched the other three. Blade continued to attack the next ten as the showed up, and was soon down to the final five.
They closed in on Blade as a smirk crossed the wolfs face. He stood with the sword behind his left side. Finally, when they had gotten within three feet of him, he let loose a yell, and spun in a complete 360-degree circle so fast, that no one saw him, except one of the gray forms. The hologram was smart enough to stay farther away from him then his comrades. He had also anticipated the attack, and leapt back. He then started to fire his blaster at Blade. Blade was barely able to dodge the attack, and fell down.
The hologram then ran up to the wolf and pointed the blaster at him. "Getting tired, are we? Dodge this." was what hologram said. Blade then disappeared again, this time reappearing with his Gun-Blade at the hologram's head. "No. You." Was all Blade said before slashing the form with his sword, unleashing a bullet as he followed through. The hologram vanished.
Cheers erupted through the small crowd. Blade smiled, then waved his paw and walked to the exit, leaving the crowd to think about what they had just witnessed.
One Year Later.
Academy Grounds. 6/14/2016 A.C. (0600 hours.)
Blade walked through the thick morning fog with his Gun-Blade in the loading position and two bullets between his teeth. He took the silver bullet out from between his fangs and placed it in the sword/gun. Then he put the solid gold bullet in. He knew exactly what he wanted to us these for.
Blade closed the gun right before the sound of a jet hit him. He smiled. 'Finally!' As the Arwing landed, Blade looked to see who was in the cockpit. It was Fox, just as expected. "Bout time!" Blade yelled as the cockpit opened to reveal his friend. "Sure is!" Fox yelled back. "You ready for the concert?" Blade asked as Fox got onto the ground. "What concert?" "The end-of-the-year band concert!" "Oh yeah.I'm ready." "Good." As they spoke, the other members of the Star Fox team started to land their Arwings.
As the two friends talked, they didn't notice a ship roughly the size of the 'Great Fox', but painted black, and was a much different shape. Fox stopped talking and faced Blade. "Blade, I know of your skills, and I also know that you want to be a Team member. So, will you accept my offer and become a member of the Star Fox team?" Blade hadn't expected this, and did all he could to not yell in joy. "Yes!" He answered in a slightly shaky voice, with excitement simmering on the surface.
Students were finally starting to come out of their dorms and head to class. Unfortunately for Blade, this was when his life turned upside down, for he to hadn't noticed the large spacecraft above his head. He had mistaken it for a cloud.
There were now about 250 students out on the grounds, and some had already noticed the ship, and were pointing at it. Blade looked up to see what was so interesting about the sky. "What the---!" He had barely dodged something that had fallen from the sky. He then realized that the cloud was a ship, and that the thing that had almost landed on top of him, was a wolf.
The figure started to rise, and Blade saw that the other wolf was nearly twice his age. "Hello young one." The wolf had a low, calm voice, yet it still sent chills up the younger wolfs spine when he heard it, like he'd despised it at one point in his life. "Who are you, and how do you know who I am?" "I know many things about you James 'Blade'." Blade was baffled. Almost no one knew his real name except Fox, General Pepper, and himself. How could a complete stranger know him? "As for your first question, my name is Durin." "What do you want?" Someone from the crowd yelled. "To make a demonstration of your school," Durin's voice was cold, almost hateful now, "to show all the other planets of the Lylat system what will happen if they stand up to the Dark Wolf Empire!" Blade had no idea what this guy was talking about, but he didn't like it.
By this time, almost the whole population of the Academy was watching, trying to figure out what was going on. Blade then escaped to the back of the crowd. Durin stepped onto a bench to get everyone's attention. "But I will give you all a chance to protect yourselves. If anyone is brave enough to step forward and challenge me to a duel with the weapon of their choice, and wins, I might decide to spare your school." Durin had a large smirk on face. "If not, you all die. I'll give you ten minutes to decide who will challenge me." "We don't need ten minutes!" There were gasps as the crowd separated to reveal the mysterious speaker. Blade walked forward. "I challenge you!" "With what weapon do you with to battle?" Durin wasn't even surprised at the fact that Blade had challenged him. He had actually planned this. "Gun-Blades." Was all Blade said, his voice very even. "Ah, your specialty. How nice. No more talk. Let's get things started, shall we?" Blade didn't believe this. Not only did this weirdo know everything about him, but he was also smiling! 'What's with this guy?' Durin then spoke into his comm. System on his head. "Guard? Bring down two Gun-Blades." "One," Blade corrected Durin, "I prefer to use my own." "Fine." Durin made the correction and soon his sword was in his hands. Blade drew his weapon, and got into his traditional fighting stance. Durin was standing there, his Gun-Blade pointed at Blade, and a grin on his face. "I've always wanted to fight you Blade." Blade was getting more confused every second. "I'm gonna wipe that smirk of your face!" Blade yelled. He rushed Durin.
Durin was ready for him through and, being as cocky as he was, spun a whole 360 degrees and stopped the attack. Durin then pulled back and slashed at Blade. Blade dodged the cut and thrust the sword upward at the older wolf. Durin again dodged the cut and swung his Gun-Blade at Blade. The younger wolf did the same. The two swords connected, and sparks flew as the cold steel swords heated up and rubbed against each other. They kept at it for 2 minutes. Sparks and sweat flew as the two wolfs battled for the right to the Academy.
Then things heated up. Durin sliced at the air in a straight line towards Blades head. Blade ducked, and sliced his blade right to Durin's head. He swung until he hit the other blade. Blade couldn't believe this! The older wolf was matching his attacks, trust for thrust. The two then locked blades. They were in that position when Durin decided to talk. "Do you think you can win Blade? I know you. I know your every move. I even know the things you don't know." This surprised Blade a bit. 'He must be some kind of psychic or something.' "What do you mean?" "Oh. I forgot. You don't know anything about yourself, do you?" "That's a lie!" "Is it?" The lock broke. "It's time to finish this." Blade said quietly, so only Durin could hear him. "Do you want to know about your past, Blade?" Durin said in between the sharp clangs of the Gun-Blades. "Your mother was a good woman." Durin was continuing with his speech. "You had two brothers and one sister." The two wolfs got into another blade-lock. "But something happened." Blade's anger was rising every second. "What!?" "They were killed." That was the last straw. Blade's rage got the best of him, and he rushed Durin again, this time, not slowing down. He just kept slashing and slashing and slashing until, all of a sudden, Blade slashed so hard, that he was knocked back from the recoil. He backed up, while defending from the increasingly powerful blows that he was being dealt. He finally managed to get away, still facing Durin and rushed for the final time, his right hand stretched out front and his blade behind him. Durin's hand suddenly shot something out of it. "What the---!" but Blade was cut off when the blast hit him in the gut. He soon realized that he was lying on his back, and tried to get to his knees.
Blade then saw it. The glint of metal. Time stood still.
He pulled back just in time to miss Durin's deadly blade, but wasn't fast enough to dodge the blade when it sliced straight up, point first, with more power then the first slash.
"AHHH!!!" Blade yelled as he grasped his right eye. Blade had never known such pain in his life. There were people yelling. Time started to speed up again.
"Do you want to know who killed your family? Do you want to know why you didn't die with them?" Blade didn't respond. He was in too much pain to. He just nodded his head.
"I killed them," his voice sounded overjoyed. Even though he couldn't see, he knew he had a voice. "And the reason you didn't die too, you are the one." Blade opened his good eye and stared at Durin. This has to a joke. Durin looked into his eyes and saw exactly what he wanted to see. Fear, pain, and something else. "You, my boy, are the Perfect Weapon." "That's not possible. Venom never did any experiments on me. It's been proven." Blade's voice was starting to crack. "Ah, but did they tell you what they did find out? You ARE the experiment!" "NO! It's not possible!" "Is it?" Blade tried to stand, but Durin gave him a cut across the chest and he fell down again.
"You escaped your family's doom." "Shut up" Blade's voice was barely inaudible. "I was given orders to terminate the test." "Shut up." Blade's voice was getting louder. "And you are the test, so you shall die." "SHUT UP!" "Um, Durin? I think you should do what he says." The voice belonged to Fox, who'd had his own share of what Blade could do if he told you to shut up, and you didn't obey. Durin had turned his head to face fox. 'Perfect.' "Why? It's fun to torture the young --!" Durin was cut off by the flash of silver that flew by his head. He whipped he head around to see what had happened. He turned to see Blade, with his sword pointed at Durin, and smoke coming out of the middle of the Gun-Blade. He saw exactly what he wanted to see. The swirl of red smoke in his opponent's eyes. "Still want to play do you?" The smirk still wasn't off his face. It was time to end this.
This time, it was Durin who rushed Blade, but Blade was prepared. There was still ten feet between him and his target. He sprinted.
Seven feet.
Blade dragged his Gun-Blade slightly on the ground., causing sparks to fly from the ground.
Five feet.
Blade planted his feet.
Three feet.
Blade summoned up all his power, and forced the sword straight up, with a power he didn't even know he possessed. The blade connected--with Durin's face. The striking blow sent him flying against the side of the wall. There he lay, almost unconscious, blood dribbling down his face.
Blade walked up to the half-unconscious wolf, and pointed his Gun- Blade squarely at Durin's chest. Durin was still able to speak though. "They will find you! You, the Perfect Weapon, will still be terminated."
Blade looked into Durin's eyes, and saw only pleasure. Durin did the same, but saw only hatred, pain, sorrow, and the swirling smoke in his red eyes.
"There's still one more thing Blade, I enjoyed destroying your family. Or should I say, my family!" "WHAT DO YOU MEAN! You killed my father, my mother, and my brothers and sisters. What do you mean by 'your family'" Blade was enraged! Durin was wearing a very, very large grin. "You still don't understand, do you? You see Blade, I am your father!"
"YOU LIE!" Blade yelled. "Do I?" Blade had had enough. He let his rage, pain and all of his sorrow out. He pulled the trigger, let the golden bullet fly, and silenced the evil forever. The bang echoed off of the walls. Tears and Blood mixed as they streamed down Blade's face, and fell on Durin's body.
Blade turned around, thinking about what he had just done, and faced the crowd, which was dead silent. He then felt weak. The last thing he saw before he blacked out was the crowd rushing forward to help.
Long, wasn't it. Took me three days to write this much. Oh well.I'll try to get part 4 up soon. I applaud anyone who has been able to read this much, and to all you FFVIII fans, this chapter should seem familiar. Hope you enjoyed. R&R. It's right down at the bottom left of your screen. James "Blade" Wolfhart.