Chapter 1
Squall Leonhart grabbed his gunblade, and yanked it up from the ground, exactly at the same time it took for his rival, Seifer Almasy, to pick up his own gunblade and point it towards Squall with a smirk. Squall's pale gray eyes met Seifer's as he ran towards him, boots slamming towards the ground.
"Yeah, that's right! Come and get me!" Seifer grinned. Squall didn't let himself be provoked. Seifer took a step aside and let Squall run straight towards him. But Squall was more experienced than letting his back be vulnerable. As he ran past, he swung the gunblade towards Seifer, who had to take another step, and then be out of range to give Squall a blow in the back. Squall stopped, took a turn on the spot, and then ran back. Seifer ran towards Squall as well, his long gray cape waving in the wind.
Seifer spun around, giving speed to his gunblade, before striking out. Squall met the blow and pushed Seifer away, sparring another blow as Seifer went out of range once again. Seifer gave another smirk, giving a 'come here' gesture to Squall.
Squall came!
Seifer was ready, and started stabbing the Hyperion towards Squall. Squall parred the blows, showing Seifer's weapon out of the way, and starting a dance of serial blows towards the one year older gunblader. Seifer had to put a hand on the blade itself to be able to block the strikes from his rival.
Seifer didn't like the way things started to work out. He never would accept a defeat, especially not from Squall. He could feel himself weaken, Squall's strength started to get to him now. But not the hell if he should win!
Squall took a jump back, spinning his gunblade. He could see Seifer started to get slow, but he also knew that Seifer wasn't to be underestimated. He took a firm grip on his gunblade, and started to run towards Seifer once again. This was just training, but they would fight until they called it a win. And, if he knew Seifer right, Seifer wouldn't call Squall a winner until he collapsed himself. Squall reached out his hand, as he saw Seifer black-glove-dressed hand started to glow, then burn in flames.
"Oh, no!" Squall thought for himself. He brought up the gunblade fast, as the Fire spell shot out of Seifer's hand. The scorching hot flame hit the gunblade, but the power made Squall fly backwards, hitting the ground as he yelped in pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw Seifer stand before him, his Hyperion gunblade risen and ready for blow.
Squall couldn't do that much, but waiting for a blow he knew would come.
As Seifer struck Squall, Squall could just feel the hit, then a tremendous pain as he saw his own AB blood colored the ground red. As red as his vision became as he looked up at Seifer's smirk. That bastard had used magic to bring him down, then struck him with purpose, even this was nothing but traning. Squall gritted his teeth and took a hard grip at his gunblade, then stood up, glaring at Seifer. The damage done to him gave him a boost of energy, making him tremble, then going right into his inner strength reserves as blue light shot out of him.
"ROUGH DIVIDE!"
Squall's scream could be heard into Balamb town itself, as he ran toward Seifer, glowing red like a demon as he drew the tip of the gunblade along the ground, before bringing it up just before it could hit Seifer with full force. The blade hit Seifer across the face, making the blood sprout just at it did to Squall, before the young gunblader jumped high up into the air and landed on the spot where he stood not long ago.
And then sinking down to his knees, exhausted. Then looking at a bloody Seifer coming towards him.
"I win, Squall!" ha grinned. Before smacking a fist into Squall's face, sending his head straight to the ground.
"Whatever!" was Squall's last thought before everything went black.
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Well, first chapter. You like it? Sure hope so, 'cause I intend to keep on writing for a long time. Keep R&R!
Squall Leonhart grabbed his gunblade, and yanked it up from the ground, exactly at the same time it took for his rival, Seifer Almasy, to pick up his own gunblade and point it towards Squall with a smirk. Squall's pale gray eyes met Seifer's as he ran towards him, boots slamming towards the ground.
"Yeah, that's right! Come and get me!" Seifer grinned. Squall didn't let himself be provoked. Seifer took a step aside and let Squall run straight towards him. But Squall was more experienced than letting his back be vulnerable. As he ran past, he swung the gunblade towards Seifer, who had to take another step, and then be out of range to give Squall a blow in the back. Squall stopped, took a turn on the spot, and then ran back. Seifer ran towards Squall as well, his long gray cape waving in the wind.
Seifer spun around, giving speed to his gunblade, before striking out. Squall met the blow and pushed Seifer away, sparring another blow as Seifer went out of range once again. Seifer gave another smirk, giving a 'come here' gesture to Squall.
Squall came!
Seifer was ready, and started stabbing the Hyperion towards Squall. Squall parred the blows, showing Seifer's weapon out of the way, and starting a dance of serial blows towards the one year older gunblader. Seifer had to put a hand on the blade itself to be able to block the strikes from his rival.
Seifer didn't like the way things started to work out. He never would accept a defeat, especially not from Squall. He could feel himself weaken, Squall's strength started to get to him now. But not the hell if he should win!
Squall took a jump back, spinning his gunblade. He could see Seifer started to get slow, but he also knew that Seifer wasn't to be underestimated. He took a firm grip on his gunblade, and started to run towards Seifer once again. This was just training, but they would fight until they called it a win. And, if he knew Seifer right, Seifer wouldn't call Squall a winner until he collapsed himself. Squall reached out his hand, as he saw Seifer black-glove-dressed hand started to glow, then burn in flames.
"Oh, no!" Squall thought for himself. He brought up the gunblade fast, as the Fire spell shot out of Seifer's hand. The scorching hot flame hit the gunblade, but the power made Squall fly backwards, hitting the ground as he yelped in pain. When he opened his eyes, he saw Seifer stand before him, his Hyperion gunblade risen and ready for blow.
Squall couldn't do that much, but waiting for a blow he knew would come.
As Seifer struck Squall, Squall could just feel the hit, then a tremendous pain as he saw his own AB blood colored the ground red. As red as his vision became as he looked up at Seifer's smirk. That bastard had used magic to bring him down, then struck him with purpose, even this was nothing but traning. Squall gritted his teeth and took a hard grip at his gunblade, then stood up, glaring at Seifer. The damage done to him gave him a boost of energy, making him tremble, then going right into his inner strength reserves as blue light shot out of him.
"ROUGH DIVIDE!"
Squall's scream could be heard into Balamb town itself, as he ran toward Seifer, glowing red like a demon as he drew the tip of the gunblade along the ground, before bringing it up just before it could hit Seifer with full force. The blade hit Seifer across the face, making the blood sprout just at it did to Squall, before the young gunblader jumped high up into the air and landed on the spot where he stood not long ago.
And then sinking down to his knees, exhausted. Then looking at a bloody Seifer coming towards him.
"I win, Squall!" ha grinned. Before smacking a fist into Squall's face, sending his head straight to the ground.
"Whatever!" was Squall's last thought before everything went black.
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Well, first chapter. You like it? Sure hope so, 'cause I intend to keep on writing for a long time. Keep R&R!