First of all I am very sorry for my two week delay in this story. Around this time of year I go through a very long writers block that begins in febuary and can last til winter and as you can see I am way past that. I thought I could avoid it by writing ahead but as you can also see, I could not keep it up. Hence the two week gap. Not to mention Real life has put me on a spin that I've barely had a chance to concentrate on anything like sitting down and writing a decent chapter.
Well if you would all just bare with me I will try to keep up, just don't make plans to kill me if I am a bit late.
In addition, due to some stupid certain webpage with many many problems. I have been unable to upload this until now.
Right and...I do not own DDR...well I do..but I don't own the rights to it.
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The second day of the tournament things picked up. Most of the minor dancers having washed out on day one the competition had become more advanced, more serious. At 150 the competetors had been halved, and now they would be cut in half again, leaving few to move onto the next round. Konemi had managed to reach the first day, now she just needed to get through the second.
"Nice to see you again Jen."
Konemi stopped as she felt a hand rest on her shoulder. Slowly she turned around and looked up, staring nervously at Genma. "Genma."
"Who did you think it was?" Genma scowled. "Got yourself a death wish. Maybe go join your father in the afterlife? What were you thinking?"
Konemi shook her head, she couldn't believe Genma was acting thisway. Right on the game floor. "It's not like that."
"Oh of course how could I forget? What is this about? Displaying youself out so someone can kill you?" He grabbed her wrist, holding her firm to prevent her from leaving. "Child you do not understand. Go home before you DO end up killin yourself."
Konemi struggled from his grip, on the verge of tears. "Let me go. You are NOT my father."
"No Jen, I am not, but even he would have enough sense to keep you out of this. Are you just stupid? I told you to stay out of this!"
"Leave her alone!"
Talon pushed Genma out of the way, furious that he would begin to yell at her in front of everyone. "You don't control her."
Genma let go of Konemi and looked at Talon. "No. Because if I did she would not be here. I hope you know. If she dies, you will be responsible!" He then looked behind Talon. "Michael. Hurry up."
Genma walked off towards the dance floor, while a familiar boy with flame hair tried tokeep up. Talon's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "Inferno? Holy Shit man, you're Michael? What the hell ya doin here?!"
Inferno stopped and looked at Talon. "Working, Got myself in trainin."
"Under the Reaper?"
"Well what the hell d'ya think?" He glanced at Konemi. "Ya know ya ought ta listen. Even I know how these DC's gotta be dangerous. Reaper ain't stupid."
Konemi looked at Inferno. "I think I can make my own decisions."
Inferno studied the girl, but shrugged. "Yer life, however short ya got left." He then glanced at Talon, "Can't believe ya'd be supporting her though, you're usually more careful with yer own group."
With that Inferno left after The Reaper. Talon sighed and shook his head. "Ya know he's right."
"So you're taking their side?"
Talon backed away, not wanting to upset Konemi. "Hey I'm not taking anyone's side, but ya gotta admit. What you're doing, it is pretty dangerous."
"What I do with my life is my business."
He sighed, hesitent to speak for a moment. "Konemi, Same old story, but I don't think you're thinking this through. I'm starting to wonder if this is less about you're dad and more bout what you got to prove."
"You don't understand. You really pretended didn't you? All this time...you're just like them."
"You're not thinking clearly Jen. Listen to me."
Jen just shook her head and walked to the dance floor, turning away from Talon. He didn't have any right, this was about her father. It was all about him, there was nothing to do with pride.
As she began the second round she moved like a girl posessed. Every single move she made was stunning as a tremendous amount of effort was put forth and she flew through the rounds, mastering Midnight Blaze, True, Generation and Rythem and Police. Her feet moved with sudden speed that she never relented, Konemi was rising to the top.
"Well, you are indeed Patriarch's daughter."
Konemi turned around, looking at Russia's Ember. Her long blonde hair was tied with a bow, tresses falling on both sides of her face. Konemi nodded.
Ember smiled and placed on her visor. "Well it's the last round today, why don't we say kick it up a notch?"
Konemi turned to Ember, her hand on her hip. "What did you have in mind?"
"Maximum Paranoia."
Konemi stared at the woman. Maximum Paranoia had been a later remix of the original version, it was one of the hardest songs and even the DDR Masters had difficulty. Konemi considered the suggestion for a moment then nodded. "Fine."
Ember nodded and turned around, she looked to the judges and waited for their approval. Legionnare frowned. "Showoff."
Ember heard her friend's comment and gave him a quick smile before turning back as the song began. The speed was immediate and both dancers had to move fast, there was barely any time to think or calculate moves. Finally when Konemi hit the top arrow she found a pause and moved, flipping over a full 180 and hitting 3 arrows with her hands before moving back and landing to her feet. Ember bent back ward herself and flip flopped. Their feet began to move at a greater speed, attempting to keep up, both missed more then two steps from perfection. The song seemed to go on forever as Ember and Konemi foughtto keep up. This was Maximum Paranoia, this was the song of a true DC master.
Finally the music stopped, the crowd roared and thetwo contestants breathed heavily as the points becan climbing on the scoreboard. Konemi and Ember stood unsteadily, neither looked up. Ember took off her visor and shook away the beads of sweat running down her forhead. Konemi took a few moments before sheremoved her own visor. The song was exausting to anyone and she could not believe she had even managed to finish it. Her head was spinning as she looked up at the scores, the points were still climbing when her eyes rolled back, her mind going completly black as she fell back onto the stage, hitting it with a loud thud.
Well if you would all just bare with me I will try to keep up, just don't make plans to kill me if I am a bit late.
In addition, due to some stupid certain webpage with many many problems. I have been unable to upload this until now.
Right and...I do not own DDR...well I do..but I don't own the rights to it.
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The second day of the tournament things picked up. Most of the minor dancers having washed out on day one the competition had become more advanced, more serious. At 150 the competetors had been halved, and now they would be cut in half again, leaving few to move onto the next round. Konemi had managed to reach the first day, now she just needed to get through the second.
"Nice to see you again Jen."
Konemi stopped as she felt a hand rest on her shoulder. Slowly she turned around and looked up, staring nervously at Genma. "Genma."
"Who did you think it was?" Genma scowled. "Got yourself a death wish. Maybe go join your father in the afterlife? What were you thinking?"
Konemi shook her head, she couldn't believe Genma was acting thisway. Right on the game floor. "It's not like that."
"Oh of course how could I forget? What is this about? Displaying youself out so someone can kill you?" He grabbed her wrist, holding her firm to prevent her from leaving. "Child you do not understand. Go home before you DO end up killin yourself."
Konemi struggled from his grip, on the verge of tears. "Let me go. You are NOT my father."
"No Jen, I am not, but even he would have enough sense to keep you out of this. Are you just stupid? I told you to stay out of this!"
"Leave her alone!"
Talon pushed Genma out of the way, furious that he would begin to yell at her in front of everyone. "You don't control her."
Genma let go of Konemi and looked at Talon. "No. Because if I did she would not be here. I hope you know. If she dies, you will be responsible!" He then looked behind Talon. "Michael. Hurry up."
Genma walked off towards the dance floor, while a familiar boy with flame hair tried tokeep up. Talon's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "Inferno? Holy Shit man, you're Michael? What the hell ya doin here?!"
Inferno stopped and looked at Talon. "Working, Got myself in trainin."
"Under the Reaper?"
"Well what the hell d'ya think?" He glanced at Konemi. "Ya know ya ought ta listen. Even I know how these DC's gotta be dangerous. Reaper ain't stupid."
Konemi looked at Inferno. "I think I can make my own decisions."
Inferno studied the girl, but shrugged. "Yer life, however short ya got left." He then glanced at Talon, "Can't believe ya'd be supporting her though, you're usually more careful with yer own group."
With that Inferno left after The Reaper. Talon sighed and shook his head. "Ya know he's right."
"So you're taking their side?"
Talon backed away, not wanting to upset Konemi. "Hey I'm not taking anyone's side, but ya gotta admit. What you're doing, it is pretty dangerous."
"What I do with my life is my business."
He sighed, hesitent to speak for a moment. "Konemi, Same old story, but I don't think you're thinking this through. I'm starting to wonder if this is less about you're dad and more bout what you got to prove."
"You don't understand. You really pretended didn't you? All this time...you're just like them."
"You're not thinking clearly Jen. Listen to me."
Jen just shook her head and walked to the dance floor, turning away from Talon. He didn't have any right, this was about her father. It was all about him, there was nothing to do with pride.
As she began the second round she moved like a girl posessed. Every single move she made was stunning as a tremendous amount of effort was put forth and she flew through the rounds, mastering Midnight Blaze, True, Generation and Rythem and Police. Her feet moved with sudden speed that she never relented, Konemi was rising to the top.
"Well, you are indeed Patriarch's daughter."
Konemi turned around, looking at Russia's Ember. Her long blonde hair was tied with a bow, tresses falling on both sides of her face. Konemi nodded.
Ember smiled and placed on her visor. "Well it's the last round today, why don't we say kick it up a notch?"
Konemi turned to Ember, her hand on her hip. "What did you have in mind?"
"Maximum Paranoia."
Konemi stared at the woman. Maximum Paranoia had been a later remix of the original version, it was one of the hardest songs and even the DDR Masters had difficulty. Konemi considered the suggestion for a moment then nodded. "Fine."
Ember nodded and turned around, she looked to the judges and waited for their approval. Legionnare frowned. "Showoff."
Ember heard her friend's comment and gave him a quick smile before turning back as the song began. The speed was immediate and both dancers had to move fast, there was barely any time to think or calculate moves. Finally when Konemi hit the top arrow she found a pause and moved, flipping over a full 180 and hitting 3 arrows with her hands before moving back and landing to her feet. Ember bent back ward herself and flip flopped. Their feet began to move at a greater speed, attempting to keep up, both missed more then two steps from perfection. The song seemed to go on forever as Ember and Konemi foughtto keep up. This was Maximum Paranoia, this was the song of a true DC master.
Finally the music stopped, the crowd roared and thetwo contestants breathed heavily as the points becan climbing on the scoreboard. Konemi and Ember stood unsteadily, neither looked up. Ember took off her visor and shook away the beads of sweat running down her forhead. Konemi took a few moments before sheremoved her own visor. The song was exausting to anyone and she could not believe she had even managed to finish it. Her head was spinning as she looked up at the scores, the points were still climbing when her eyes rolled back, her mind going completly black as she fell back onto the stage, hitting it with a loud thud.
