Blackened Sunrise: An American Weapon
Spin-off of The Itch's Blackened Sunrise
Please go read!
A/N: OK. Any ideas why the links-in-stories don't work anymore? Maybe I missed the memo? I'm still lost.
//...// is the Power /.../ is a Weapon talking to the Power silently {...} is sub-vocalization, where Rosanna can talk to everyone/anyone without moving her lips "..." verbal speech ^...^ (cute....) is going to be telepathy when I get to it, not sure if I'll use it here or not, but eh.
A/N: All right you blood-sucking leeches! Enjoy the fight.
Chapter 7/?
His eyes began to glow silver, increasing to the point that his eyes held no other color. Pure, unadulterated power flooded the room as Rosanna watched it flow off of him.
Draco's robes began to flap in an unseen wind, slowly twisting, morphing, changing into muggle clothing-- a white, oriental style shirt with tails that fluttered around his white-booted ankles, thin legs clad in white silk slacks.
Then those glowing eyes narrowed sharply, and much like Rosanna's change, scales rippled across his flesh. His hair hardened, standing in spines, while four blades extended out from his shoulder blades. His fingers tapered and became ripping, rendering claws, while a tail lashed out from behind him. He let out a soft sigh which hissed between his all-too-long fangs.
//Hun, you're up against a fully fledged Weapon, I don't know how you'll do,// Teva chided her trainee.
//*hisss*// was Hak's comment to Draco, though the sound sounded more like laughter than a threat.
Rosanna waited for the show to end, then lashed out with a whip of Power at the Weapon before her. He dodged to the side and retaliated in kind, though a little less surely. Hak had just told him how to do it, mind you.
Rosanna grinned as she flicked her wrist, her Power-whip twining with Draco's.
"Didn't you learn how to do that? Your teacher must be lax," the Angel taunted.
//Girl... you're more insane that I thought,// Teva nearly shrieked just as a wash of silver Power flashed over the entwined whips, giving the Angel a jolt and causing her to release her whip, which vanished.
"Don't insult my teacher," Draco hissed as he leapt forward, slamming his fist into her cheek.
The blow caused her to spin and she snapped her wing out, angling her wings and feathers so they slashed Draco across his entire side from head to knee, leaving his clothing in barely-remaining tatters that began to color red. Her feathers were sharp enough to pierce the scales that both of them had for armor.
As Draco hissed in pain, Rosanna twisted around fully, lashing out with a high kick that was aimed for the side of Draco's face which had met with her feathers. Only her foot meet the solid flesh of his tail instead.
//You wuss! A little scratch and you cry like a baby!// Hak taunted Draco.
//Hun! You better end this the submissive way before he hurts you. See those claws? The blades? He can rip you to shreds!// Teva wailed at her student. And Rosanna was still a student. No 'if's, 'and's, or 'but's about it. She'd never make it out of this fight alive.
Which was pointed out quite nicely by the claws that clasped her ankle half a second after the foot connected with the tail.
Using his grip on her leg, he twisted, lifting her off the floor and into the air, moving his body to slam her into a wall. A wash of Power from her blasted the wall out of the way as she twisted, lifting her other foot to kick him in the face.
The foot was rather unexpected, the movements leading to it lost in the wash of Power. He let go and she sailed through the air, snapping wings open and making for the vaulted ceiling.
Only then did she notice the blood trickling from a cut in her bruised cheek, the pain of a twisted ankle, the throb of muscles not used before.
Meanwhile, Draco rubbed at his cheek and glared upwards at the flying girl with narrowed silver eyes, the spikes on his head flattened out in anger.
//Ahahahaha! You got beat up by a girl!// Hak crowed, causing a pale red blush to color the scales of his cheeks.
"Shut up, Hak," Draco muttered as he lifted his eyes upwards. He knew better than to try and follow the fight upwards. He'd be at a disadvantage. But that wasn't the point. She'd done fairly well as he'd declined to draw any weapons on her that she didn't use first. He was rather impressed.
//I cannot believe you did that!// Teva scolded Rosanna.
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A/N: Yeah... I've slammed up against the wall known by many names, but most importantly known as Writer's Block. Let me tell you, it hurts. Ow. I know what I want to do, just... not how to get there. Please bare with me while I strive to figure out how to get on with it. Also, please pardon the abrupt ending to this chapter.
Now to get to the reviews... *rubs her face tiredly*
The Itch: Appologies if Draco is OC in this ~_~ It's the best fight scene I could come up with. And you gave me lots of good ideas/advice/tips but I think my fingers got bogged down somewhere and I can't type any more stuff. The fight should have been a lot more bloody and viscous... but I just couldn't manage it! *wails* I am a failure when it comes to fanfic, I am I am! *lights much incense at the alter she has set up to you* please forgive my horrible attempts.
Kalih: *hugs and cookies for a fellow night-owl* thanks for the compliments and I pity you your schedule. I don't get up until 2pm most days... except when my boss is being a jerk and schedules me to open at 7am. Just think, once you're in college you can choose your classes and times and usually you can get a night schedule! It's wonderful! So how'd you like Hak and Teva in this chapter? ^-^
Caroline Hal: *giggles* thank you, thank you! *bows with a flourish*
Scamber Dragon: I don't think Teva and Hak will 'chat'.... well, maybe. Probably not. o.O Hmmm. Ideas forming.... *giggles suddenly* That's a good idea... *wanders off randomly to let idea simmer*
wicchick: Here's the next chapter! I hope you enjoyed it. As for the prozac... I can't hand that out, it's my mom's! ^-^
jez_two: That's ok *huggles and offers cookies to calm the kids down* I'm glad you're liking the story and I apologize for this chapter, it sucks ~_~ I know it does. And I'm sorry. *offers an Angel Plushie* I feel sorry for you with the early start... mine's usually much later ^-^
A/N take 2!: So there you go, all reviews are responded to, I think. And the next chapter (about 2 pages in MSWord) is up... and I'll struggle for the next chapter soon. After I get s'more sleep ~_~ But just think, I have next week OFF. No school, no work... just me, my pc... and the random shopping sprees that are involved with getting together with all my friends. YAY! *bounces* So hopefully I'll see you all soon ^-^ Love you!
And remember ~ Be Kind, Please Review!
Spin-off of The Itch's Blackened Sunrise
Please go read!
A/N: OK. Any ideas why the links-in-stories don't work anymore? Maybe I missed the memo? I'm still lost.
//...// is the Power /.../ is a Weapon talking to the Power silently {...} is sub-vocalization, where Rosanna can talk to everyone/anyone without moving her lips "..." verbal speech ^...^ (cute....) is going to be telepathy when I get to it, not sure if I'll use it here or not, but eh.
A/N: All right you blood-sucking leeches! Enjoy the fight.
Chapter 7/?
His eyes began to glow silver, increasing to the point that his eyes held no other color. Pure, unadulterated power flooded the room as Rosanna watched it flow off of him.
Draco's robes began to flap in an unseen wind, slowly twisting, morphing, changing into muggle clothing-- a white, oriental style shirt with tails that fluttered around his white-booted ankles, thin legs clad in white silk slacks.
Then those glowing eyes narrowed sharply, and much like Rosanna's change, scales rippled across his flesh. His hair hardened, standing in spines, while four blades extended out from his shoulder blades. His fingers tapered and became ripping, rendering claws, while a tail lashed out from behind him. He let out a soft sigh which hissed between his all-too-long fangs.
//Hun, you're up against a fully fledged Weapon, I don't know how you'll do,// Teva chided her trainee.
//*hisss*// was Hak's comment to Draco, though the sound sounded more like laughter than a threat.
Rosanna waited for the show to end, then lashed out with a whip of Power at the Weapon before her. He dodged to the side and retaliated in kind, though a little less surely. Hak had just told him how to do it, mind you.
Rosanna grinned as she flicked her wrist, her Power-whip twining with Draco's.
"Didn't you learn how to do that? Your teacher must be lax," the Angel taunted.
//Girl... you're more insane that I thought,// Teva nearly shrieked just as a wash of silver Power flashed over the entwined whips, giving the Angel a jolt and causing her to release her whip, which vanished.
"Don't insult my teacher," Draco hissed as he leapt forward, slamming his fist into her cheek.
The blow caused her to spin and she snapped her wing out, angling her wings and feathers so they slashed Draco across his entire side from head to knee, leaving his clothing in barely-remaining tatters that began to color red. Her feathers were sharp enough to pierce the scales that both of them had for armor.
As Draco hissed in pain, Rosanna twisted around fully, lashing out with a high kick that was aimed for the side of Draco's face which had met with her feathers. Only her foot meet the solid flesh of his tail instead.
//You wuss! A little scratch and you cry like a baby!// Hak taunted Draco.
//Hun! You better end this the submissive way before he hurts you. See those claws? The blades? He can rip you to shreds!// Teva wailed at her student. And Rosanna was still a student. No 'if's, 'and's, or 'but's about it. She'd never make it out of this fight alive.
Which was pointed out quite nicely by the claws that clasped her ankle half a second after the foot connected with the tail.
Using his grip on her leg, he twisted, lifting her off the floor and into the air, moving his body to slam her into a wall. A wash of Power from her blasted the wall out of the way as she twisted, lifting her other foot to kick him in the face.
The foot was rather unexpected, the movements leading to it lost in the wash of Power. He let go and she sailed through the air, snapping wings open and making for the vaulted ceiling.
Only then did she notice the blood trickling from a cut in her bruised cheek, the pain of a twisted ankle, the throb of muscles not used before.
Meanwhile, Draco rubbed at his cheek and glared upwards at the flying girl with narrowed silver eyes, the spikes on his head flattened out in anger.
//Ahahahaha! You got beat up by a girl!// Hak crowed, causing a pale red blush to color the scales of his cheeks.
"Shut up, Hak," Draco muttered as he lifted his eyes upwards. He knew better than to try and follow the fight upwards. He'd be at a disadvantage. But that wasn't the point. She'd done fairly well as he'd declined to draw any weapons on her that she didn't use first. He was rather impressed.
//I cannot believe you did that!// Teva scolded Rosanna.
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A/N: Yeah... I've slammed up against the wall known by many names, but most importantly known as Writer's Block. Let me tell you, it hurts. Ow. I know what I want to do, just... not how to get there. Please bare with me while I strive to figure out how to get on with it. Also, please pardon the abrupt ending to this chapter.
Now to get to the reviews... *rubs her face tiredly*
The Itch: Appologies if Draco is OC in this ~_~ It's the best fight scene I could come up with. And you gave me lots of good ideas/advice/tips but I think my fingers got bogged down somewhere and I can't type any more stuff. The fight should have been a lot more bloody and viscous... but I just couldn't manage it! *wails* I am a failure when it comes to fanfic, I am I am! *lights much incense at the alter she has set up to you* please forgive my horrible attempts.
Kalih: *hugs and cookies for a fellow night-owl* thanks for the compliments and I pity you your schedule. I don't get up until 2pm most days... except when my boss is being a jerk and schedules me to open at 7am. Just think, once you're in college you can choose your classes and times and usually you can get a night schedule! It's wonderful! So how'd you like Hak and Teva in this chapter? ^-^
Caroline Hal: *giggles* thank you, thank you! *bows with a flourish*
Scamber Dragon: I don't think Teva and Hak will 'chat'.... well, maybe. Probably not. o.O Hmmm. Ideas forming.... *giggles suddenly* That's a good idea... *wanders off randomly to let idea simmer*
wicchick: Here's the next chapter! I hope you enjoyed it. As for the prozac... I can't hand that out, it's my mom's! ^-^
jez_two: That's ok *huggles and offers cookies to calm the kids down* I'm glad you're liking the story and I apologize for this chapter, it sucks ~_~ I know it does. And I'm sorry. *offers an Angel Plushie* I feel sorry for you with the early start... mine's usually much later ^-^
A/N take 2!: So there you go, all reviews are responded to, I think. And the next chapter (about 2 pages in MSWord) is up... and I'll struggle for the next chapter soon. After I get s'more sleep ~_~ But just think, I have next week OFF. No school, no work... just me, my pc... and the random shopping sprees that are involved with getting together with all my friends. YAY! *bounces* So hopefully I'll see you all soon ^-^ Love you!
And remember ~ Be Kind, Please Review!