Tala1: woohoo I saw Faust-sama!
Pinkdevil: *cheers* Tala1: *dances around* Pinkdevil: XD
Disclaimer: don't own Beyblade, I have pennies but there mine *cackles*
AN's: (sorry for lack of updates but I'm trying to update every so often enough but I don't receive reviews but anyways I got my results back from sending this fic to a professor guy and well he said I could go far in writing XD thanx!) ((Now she has gone off the roof _ it's gone to her head.)) (Yup ^_^ anyway I'll be adding more characters and stuff and as you know I did add Ozuma and Joseph and blah blah blah well I had good ideas for them and everyone loves them right?) ((*Nods and clutches her Ozuma plushie*)) (((ENJOY!)))
Pairing
Bryan/Tala Sanquinex/Robert Johnny/Kai Lupinex/Rei Michael/Lee
Oliver/Zomb
Jazzman (will be known as Jazz cause
'man' doesn't fit) /Judy
Enrique/Cenotaph Kevin/ Steven
Ian/ Spencer, Ozuma/ Joseph, Dunga/ Mariam
(just a reminder of the pairings)
Chapter Eight
The Demon, the Mages, and the unexpected company
Going inside the cave to the bottom wasn't hard for the group that had just defeated the guardian of the cave that guarded the book and the parchment but going back up proved to be difficult, especially when the group was in a hurry to get out now that the skeleton started to give off a abnormal smell of death. "Hurry up and move!" Tala shoved Johnny to the side as he took the slowest steps the hybrid had ever seen and ran up the flight of stairs covering his nose tripping every once in awhile but even then he outclassed the others.
The pyro however was starting to go into one of his temper tantrums as Tala ran passed him, soon Bryan ran past while Kai and Kevin remained by Johnny helping him up to the top where there was level ground. "HURRY UP SLOW POKES!" Tala barked form wherever he was above them in turn, which the fire mage growled, something low and menacing. Enrique was unusually silent thinking hard now sitting quite comfortably on Johnny's hair knowing the teenager wouldn't move fast like the rest even if his life depended on it.
Except for the occasionally outbursts between the group that seemed to separate into two small groups "so what do we do with the parchment?" Kai thought for a moment thinking of Kevin's question and rubbed his chin thoughtfully he knew what they had to do which was go and find Jazz but he had a sneaking suspicion it wouldn't be that hard to find the lazy looking guy. "Well" he began thinking of simple ways for the two to understand "first we should first find the Jazz guy then." he continued to explain as they continued to climb up the endless flight of stairs. ----------
"What are you doing here Boris?"
Robert repeated with his stern look that he cast upon his uncle he had thought this moment was coming but he didn't think it was going to come so soon but his training was not fully done and all around him was a wasted plain with nothing alive save for themselves and the sky over head that had already darkened to the pitchest black he had ever seen. In his books it was usually a bad call as he was taught the constellations, the languages that he had secretly studied all his life, the different ways to unleash spirits, the temple locations to bind sacred spirits, and the places where Shamans live in society.
Narrowing his eyes he continued to pat Dranzer that fidgeted next to him murmuring soft notes to it's master not needing to be told how dangerous the man before them was even so though, Robert was confident in his abilities since he succeeded at some things many failed to acknowledge. Even all the knowledge in the world wouldn't quite save him from his own flesh and blood that stood like a shadow that easily outmatched his own "careful Dranzer." another soft note was all the Summoner needed before stepping forward, a risky move but he didn't want his sacred beast to die suddenly due to some battle he knew he couldn't win against.
Boris brushed a bit of his sleek greasy hair to the side truth be told he didn't need to be here at all but since Voltaire had ordered it from the top priority of his list of 'things to do and conquer' but beside all that his nephew had indeed become an intelligent young man with extraordinary power. Yet Boris was far more advanced having studied far more spells but he never did go into the sacred beast category except when the man that told him what to do gave him the most power fullest sacred beast in hopes of stopping everyone from getting to the lake with the healing power. Cracking his knuckles he looked to his two henchmen course they weren't the smartest or helpful in the least but there magic in healing and status not to mention offense proved worthy in time of need.
Not that, that would start happening anytime soon. At least that's how he thought it would be.
"I of course want you to come back home everyone misses you especially me after you left our home and deserted us to that village to the South" the man straightened his bangs a bit keeping constant eye contact with the teen before him that had his staff in a defense wielding position ready for an onslaught attack. 'Does he really think I would degrade myself to that?' Boris raised a sole eyebrow at his own thought while Robert changed his stance quickly his feet moving in a pattern like motion quicker than his eyes could follow 'just what did he learn?' he mused continuing to wonder at his own thoughts while the Summoner on the opposite side was having difficulty reading his Uncles move or next course of action.
Throwing off his cloak Boris revealed his embroidered outfit consisting of ancient letters of necromancy and warlock letters each carefully detailed to the best of the maker's ability. The side of the black long sleeves had skulls and other random letters of necromancy while the pants had words written in warlock the very details looked almost ancient and faded giving the impression it was made long ago when the copying of the language had long since worn out. Therefore the outcome of the final product was as it was shown.
"Like so, what now Boris-sama?" Mariah asked flipping her pink long hair out of her face looking to the man beside her while sticking her tongue out childishly at the Summoner not forgetting the past either having gotten away with it "now we wait" he breathed while Emily grumbled and stretched her white witch outfit that mirrored Mariah's own only in white. The two teams stood for a long time both not letting down any of there guards until Robert sighed shaking his head trying to put it as painfully clear so that they would understand in some way that he wasn't going to go back, he had enough being around them for once. Second would have just been torture.
"Okay let's make this absolutely clear so we both understand" the purple haired Summoner put up both his hands leaning his decorated staff against himself "I'm not going back I will never go back and I don't give a shit about any of you that's just how much I care" he added the last part sarcastically rolling his eyes while the two mages gaped at the insolent response to their mentor and master "how dare you speak that way!" they chorused while Boris laid a hand on each of there shoulders.
The warlock sighed heavily he knew it was going to come to this it was no ones surprise but he had hoped it wasn't going to but this left him with no choice. Thinking back to the most recent conversation he sighed heavily as he replayed the small order over and over in his mind.
***** "Destroy the target if he does not wish to rejoin us this is war Boris." Voltaire hissed folding his pudgy hands together on the hard mahogany desk while Boris merely bowed out of respect with a curt nod and a swift "yes sir" he left the room to carry out the order. ***** Then again he wasn't one to disobey any order but still to eliminate the target.to kill his own nephew that had such good skills was something he wouldn't want to be caught doing.
Looking to both of the girls in the front of them he waved his hand to the side surprising everyone with the sudden action as he had not moved for some time and looked as still as a statue up till now. Stepping forward the two mages each specializing in there own arts of magic moved aside to give the warlock expert some room both silent as death backing up far away as to not interfere with the battle unless they were ordered to do so. Slowly Boris lifted his hand taking out a small item from his pocket it looked like a small toothpick almost only 3 dimensional and without a chant it glowed as if on it's own free will and enlarged into a pole axe almost as long as Robert's staff.
The markings on it matched the outfit that Boris wore, the tip was metal creating a menacing looking broadsword styled blade that gave the impression it was an axe more then a blade. The fact that made Robert wary was that it was offensive as well as defensive while his own wasn't made for such a battle, not only that but he wasn't good at hand to hand combat and this was a battle that could cost him much more then that. ------------------
Kai looked up from the final few tunnels that they had zig zagged through breathing more easily now that they had passed the smell from both the Volcune and the dragon they had vanquished but despite the large threat after thinking about it, it really wasn't such big victory since it went down pretty easily which seemed almost unnatural. It was as if the enemy that guarded the supposed parchment wanted to lose or maybe it was holding back. "Hey Kai what are you thinking about?" a slap on the back sent the ice mage forward a bit out of surprise while Johnny grinned like a moron.
"Nothing" he grunted as the fire mage kept jabbering to him about just about anything "you see that Volcune? And the dragon! Who sees those nowadays?" slowing his pace slightly the teen thought more the last minute sentence starting to dig deep into his thoughts 'who does see these nowadays? No one.it's uncommon' furthering himself in thought he grew deaf to the oblivious pyro that had begun a speech about what they've done in the past few days. Further ahead the rest of the group walked a bit faster than Kai and Johnny due to the pyro's ankle each eager to see what the parchment really said but there were many ideas from each one of them.
"Maybe it's a spell!" Tala yelled loudly once he stared at the writing long enough until the green haired elf took the parchment "nah it wouldn't be it would have steps and a picture and this doesn't" Bryan sighed smacking the elf upside the head he couldn't believe how daft these people were clearly when it was made for someone else not for anyone else. Enrique looked disapprovingly at the group which he had accustomed to doing so due to them fighting against each other more times than he could count "or maybe you should ask Jazz himself isn't that brilliant?" he chirped while he received many glares for that comment.
After another short walk they finally reached outside Tala being the first one breathing in the fresh air filling his lungs with as much oxygen as possible before exhaling it all putting his hand behind his head walking over to the gate door. "It feels great" Bryan murmured wiping his forehead as he bent a corner of the page in the book, the symbol on the front was no doubt his fathers it wasn't the fact that it was rightfully his but the fact on why it was in there in the first place.
Behind Bryan the second midget of the group appeared looking up shielding his eyes from the suns rays as if he had just come out from a hibernation of some sort and was just seeing the sun for the first time, hissing slightly he tried to adjust his eyes back to normal light rather then the dark gloomy darkness in the Cave of Dreams. Lowering his shielded hand from blockage of the sun he blinked several time rubbing them to add effect that he was going to go blind someday soon. 'Back outside.' he smiled carefree watching as the last two made it out of the cave slowly stopping just in front of it as the disco wearing hybrid grabbed part of the gate and proceeded to try and push it back together but the gate wouldn't even budge.
Johnny rolled his eye at Tala "you got to use manpower" he replied grasping the other side of the gate the so called door was blasted open before when they had troubles trying to open it now with both pushing on it the gate moved back to the middle position in a matter of minutes the bars clanged noisily as they smashed together now inseparable as the hybrid rushed forward inserting the bone key into the slot tuning it to the right securing it stepping back a bit to survey his work.
"Not bad, not bad at all boys" the whole team jumped at the new familiar voice each having slightly different reactions as they spun around to meet the same figure dressed in the same attire he had worn not too long ago in there first meeting "Jazz?" the group chorused causing the man before them to lift his thumb up straight in the air.
"The one and only!" -------------------
Boris rushed forward immediately taking the offensive side his pole axe reflecting the sun rays hitting Robert in the eyes as it bounced off from the metal causing a diversion as he rushed forward his weapon poised for a one shot kill. Just before he reached the said spot the staff Robert held deflected the blow and shoved him back as the Summoner used his hearing rather than his eye sight having gone momentarily blinded from the reflecting light. Jumping back a bit Boris frowned moving his hand to the middle of his weapon he couldn't finish this quickly his nephew had trained not only in sight but also in hearing when everything else fails on you, a true fighter.
Boris's mouth formed a smirk maybe this would be more challenging and fun then he thought it was going to be, this time he blocked as the other purple haired teen brought his staff down hard on the pole axe creating sparks as they clanged together shooting off in all directions the two held a forceful position before both jumped back once again before running forward using there weapons as swords both using there full extent of there strength in combat. The weapons vibrated with each clang the force of the blows chipping both of the weapons before Robert ducked under one swift swipe to his head twirling his staff bringing it under Boris tripping him causing his uncle to fall on his back the clothes already worsened by the dirt and soil that had lifted into the air from moving so much. Soon Boris found himself at the end, quite literally, of his nephews staff pointed at him with the most menacing look he had ever seen the youth with in his whole life and that was quite a long time. Growling he made a move to get up but the staff jabbed into his chest roughly enough to cause small jolt of pain "move you die" he threatened the teen's voice held no remorse.
That was soon cut short as long thin strip of white light was forced between the two cutting Robert's left sleeve far enough to break the flesh, startled by the sudden interference he turned his head for just a moment to see who aimed the attack and glared at the white magic user waving about fifty more thin white strips ready to be thrown. For this distraction it took no person with a half a brain to know that it could be taken advantage of and Boris was not the one to let this chance go. Swinging his staff horizontally he slammed the pole part into the Summoner's side a loud snap was heard as it made contact.
Robert wasn't the one to get distracted by a small hit but that pole hurt and the snap that he heard and most likely Boris as well was from an estimated three of four ribs cracking from the blow. Ignoring the throbbing pain he focused his concentration he couldn't lose from one hard blow he just *couldn't*. Losing meant he'd die and with the amount of things he had left to do in life he couldn't ignore the mile lengthened list back in the village on his table where he had started his life with sacred spirits and magic. He resisted the temptation to rub his sore spot and held up his staff to block another blow now he knew his uncle was getting more serious the change in the weight and added pressure was a sure thing that the man was focusing on an all out offensive style to finish the fight quickly now that he had gained the upper hand.
"Just give up make it easy on yourself and I might spare you." negotiating with his uncle was another one of things he never did and never will do "not in a million years!" he grunted pushing more forcefully knocking Boris back then did the same maneuver of attacking horizontal landing right on the side of the face as hard as he could muster. The weapon collided with the skull and for a stunned moment he was almost sure he had broken his uncle's head and removing the staff from Boris's side of his face he lowered it back down just far enough that it would be easy to bring it back up again should he have to defend himself.
Mariah and Emily gapped at the two battling. Sure, Boris nailed Robert in the side but it was as if that hadn't affected the teenager at all and with the blow to the head it was hard to tell who had the upper hand now that they had finally exchanged equal number of blows against each other. When Boris didn't move blink or even acknowledge anything around him Robert lowered himself slightly his breathing turning irregular quickly and rubbing his side he gritted his teeth as a single touch was like another hard blow from the very same weapon ' I should know better not to fight with this it'll just get worse' looking back over to his uncle he felt slightly guilty but it was self defense even though Summoner's weren't very offensive in the least relying more in magic then anything else.
Soon Robert became aware by the fact that it had suddenly gotten colder very quickly and the winds had picked up, the sky darkened and combined together to create a thick blanket of darkness covering a good length of there arena. Looking up at the sky lightning flashed a bird passing by was instantly engulfed into flames the body incinerating long before it hit the ground. The youth returned his attention back to the man that now had a huge massive fiery dark aura around him he had seen this type of action before but had only read about it and thinking smartly he prepared a counter attack bowing his head trying to clear his mind. Soon the winds picked up even more but with nothing to damage except the earth. Soil and rocks, old bones, dead branches started to swirl around him as he chanted wordlessly in a still standing position. Spreading his arms the small cyclone widened in it's mass becoming bigger and bigger before it began to take shape of one of the most feared birds of all. A Griffin, half lion, half eagle master of air and ground in truth it was the first summon he had ever done and he depended on it the most it was said to be the toughest to bring forth. To Robert, Griffolyon as it was named, represented honor and dignity the grace of every human being on the planet
With the chant finished the wind died down on his side and closing his eyes for a few seconds he panted a bit knowing by using common sense that his energy was going down but at least the battle was going to be of something he knew he could possibly win at, in short it depended on what summon Boris was intending to do. If he was right though and the summoning really was what he thought it was then he was going to have a tough battle on his hands even with two sacred beasts on his side. -------------------
A figure crouched low to the ground his frame was almost useable as he seemed to blend in with the shadows themselves his piercing eyes scanned the two battling one seemingly waiting for the other to make his move. His eyes narrowed considerably as he tried to put names to the two battling. He knew from his past meetings that he knew them the aura that surrounded them was the same, perhaps increased a bit but that was to be expected from just about anyone. Beside him another figure crouched slightly enough not to be completely noticeable "do you know who those are?" the figure asked in a monotone voice as he tried to stare enough to identify the faces.
The second figure moved his gray hair to the side and bared his canine teeth hissing at the same time while emitting a low growl making the shadowed figure next to him to raise an eyebrow "now don't go howling over there" he cracked a smile while his friend gave him a stern look "it's Boris and Robert" the first name he knew, it was hard not to but the second. The second was a name he wanted to remember forever and ever "sir?" the wolf like being next to him interrupted his thoughts as he stood up to join the other two waiting in the shadows eyeing there leader with respect and anticipation.
"Yeah, yeah don't get you're teeth caught in you're fur" the leader stood up slowly his frame straightening instantly as he scanned his eyes onto Robert's figure the pupils shrank a bit as he stared and stared having to be shaken out his dream world by one of his companions. Shaking his head he adverted his eyes forcing himself not to look while his teammates gave him disbelieving looks "what?"
"Love sick puppy."
A/N's: (okay this was quite hard I didn't know what to do so im saving the next part of the bit beast blah for the next chapter and well u should ALL know who our wonderful figures r I mean if u don't know ur pretty dense..Just kidding!) ((anyway hope u liked it and see the next chapter next week or sooner XD)) (um yeah who was writing it last time I checked it was all me.) ((*Goes into a corner and sulks*) (((JA NE! and please R&R!)))
Pinkdevil: *cheers* Tala1: *dances around* Pinkdevil: XD
Disclaimer: don't own Beyblade, I have pennies but there mine *cackles*
AN's: (sorry for lack of updates but I'm trying to update every so often enough but I don't receive reviews but anyways I got my results back from sending this fic to a professor guy and well he said I could go far in writing XD thanx!) ((Now she has gone off the roof _ it's gone to her head.)) (Yup ^_^ anyway I'll be adding more characters and stuff and as you know I did add Ozuma and Joseph and blah blah blah well I had good ideas for them and everyone loves them right?) ((*Nods and clutches her Ozuma plushie*)) (((ENJOY!)))
Pairing
Bryan/Tala Sanquinex/Robert Johnny/Kai Lupinex/Rei Michael/Lee
Oliver/Zomb
Jazzman (will be known as Jazz cause
'man' doesn't fit) /Judy
Enrique/Cenotaph Kevin/ Steven
Ian/ Spencer, Ozuma/ Joseph, Dunga/ Mariam
(just a reminder of the pairings)
Chapter Eight
The Demon, the Mages, and the unexpected company
Going inside the cave to the bottom wasn't hard for the group that had just defeated the guardian of the cave that guarded the book and the parchment but going back up proved to be difficult, especially when the group was in a hurry to get out now that the skeleton started to give off a abnormal smell of death. "Hurry up and move!" Tala shoved Johnny to the side as he took the slowest steps the hybrid had ever seen and ran up the flight of stairs covering his nose tripping every once in awhile but even then he outclassed the others.
The pyro however was starting to go into one of his temper tantrums as Tala ran passed him, soon Bryan ran past while Kai and Kevin remained by Johnny helping him up to the top where there was level ground. "HURRY UP SLOW POKES!" Tala barked form wherever he was above them in turn, which the fire mage growled, something low and menacing. Enrique was unusually silent thinking hard now sitting quite comfortably on Johnny's hair knowing the teenager wouldn't move fast like the rest even if his life depended on it.
Except for the occasionally outbursts between the group that seemed to separate into two small groups "so what do we do with the parchment?" Kai thought for a moment thinking of Kevin's question and rubbed his chin thoughtfully he knew what they had to do which was go and find Jazz but he had a sneaking suspicion it wouldn't be that hard to find the lazy looking guy. "Well" he began thinking of simple ways for the two to understand "first we should first find the Jazz guy then." he continued to explain as they continued to climb up the endless flight of stairs. ----------
"What are you doing here Boris?"
Robert repeated with his stern look that he cast upon his uncle he had thought this moment was coming but he didn't think it was going to come so soon but his training was not fully done and all around him was a wasted plain with nothing alive save for themselves and the sky over head that had already darkened to the pitchest black he had ever seen. In his books it was usually a bad call as he was taught the constellations, the languages that he had secretly studied all his life, the different ways to unleash spirits, the temple locations to bind sacred spirits, and the places where Shamans live in society.
Narrowing his eyes he continued to pat Dranzer that fidgeted next to him murmuring soft notes to it's master not needing to be told how dangerous the man before them was even so though, Robert was confident in his abilities since he succeeded at some things many failed to acknowledge. Even all the knowledge in the world wouldn't quite save him from his own flesh and blood that stood like a shadow that easily outmatched his own "careful Dranzer." another soft note was all the Summoner needed before stepping forward, a risky move but he didn't want his sacred beast to die suddenly due to some battle he knew he couldn't win against.
Boris brushed a bit of his sleek greasy hair to the side truth be told he didn't need to be here at all but since Voltaire had ordered it from the top priority of his list of 'things to do and conquer' but beside all that his nephew had indeed become an intelligent young man with extraordinary power. Yet Boris was far more advanced having studied far more spells but he never did go into the sacred beast category except when the man that told him what to do gave him the most power fullest sacred beast in hopes of stopping everyone from getting to the lake with the healing power. Cracking his knuckles he looked to his two henchmen course they weren't the smartest or helpful in the least but there magic in healing and status not to mention offense proved worthy in time of need.
Not that, that would start happening anytime soon. At least that's how he thought it would be.
"I of course want you to come back home everyone misses you especially me after you left our home and deserted us to that village to the South" the man straightened his bangs a bit keeping constant eye contact with the teen before him that had his staff in a defense wielding position ready for an onslaught attack. 'Does he really think I would degrade myself to that?' Boris raised a sole eyebrow at his own thought while Robert changed his stance quickly his feet moving in a pattern like motion quicker than his eyes could follow 'just what did he learn?' he mused continuing to wonder at his own thoughts while the Summoner on the opposite side was having difficulty reading his Uncles move or next course of action.
Throwing off his cloak Boris revealed his embroidered outfit consisting of ancient letters of necromancy and warlock letters each carefully detailed to the best of the maker's ability. The side of the black long sleeves had skulls and other random letters of necromancy while the pants had words written in warlock the very details looked almost ancient and faded giving the impression it was made long ago when the copying of the language had long since worn out. Therefore the outcome of the final product was as it was shown.
"Like so, what now Boris-sama?" Mariah asked flipping her pink long hair out of her face looking to the man beside her while sticking her tongue out childishly at the Summoner not forgetting the past either having gotten away with it "now we wait" he breathed while Emily grumbled and stretched her white witch outfit that mirrored Mariah's own only in white. The two teams stood for a long time both not letting down any of there guards until Robert sighed shaking his head trying to put it as painfully clear so that they would understand in some way that he wasn't going to go back, he had enough being around them for once. Second would have just been torture.
"Okay let's make this absolutely clear so we both understand" the purple haired Summoner put up both his hands leaning his decorated staff against himself "I'm not going back I will never go back and I don't give a shit about any of you that's just how much I care" he added the last part sarcastically rolling his eyes while the two mages gaped at the insolent response to their mentor and master "how dare you speak that way!" they chorused while Boris laid a hand on each of there shoulders.
The warlock sighed heavily he knew it was going to come to this it was no ones surprise but he had hoped it wasn't going to but this left him with no choice. Thinking back to the most recent conversation he sighed heavily as he replayed the small order over and over in his mind.
***** "Destroy the target if he does not wish to rejoin us this is war Boris." Voltaire hissed folding his pudgy hands together on the hard mahogany desk while Boris merely bowed out of respect with a curt nod and a swift "yes sir" he left the room to carry out the order. ***** Then again he wasn't one to disobey any order but still to eliminate the target.to kill his own nephew that had such good skills was something he wouldn't want to be caught doing.
Looking to both of the girls in the front of them he waved his hand to the side surprising everyone with the sudden action as he had not moved for some time and looked as still as a statue up till now. Stepping forward the two mages each specializing in there own arts of magic moved aside to give the warlock expert some room both silent as death backing up far away as to not interfere with the battle unless they were ordered to do so. Slowly Boris lifted his hand taking out a small item from his pocket it looked like a small toothpick almost only 3 dimensional and without a chant it glowed as if on it's own free will and enlarged into a pole axe almost as long as Robert's staff.
The markings on it matched the outfit that Boris wore, the tip was metal creating a menacing looking broadsword styled blade that gave the impression it was an axe more then a blade. The fact that made Robert wary was that it was offensive as well as defensive while his own wasn't made for such a battle, not only that but he wasn't good at hand to hand combat and this was a battle that could cost him much more then that. ------------------
Kai looked up from the final few tunnels that they had zig zagged through breathing more easily now that they had passed the smell from both the Volcune and the dragon they had vanquished but despite the large threat after thinking about it, it really wasn't such big victory since it went down pretty easily which seemed almost unnatural. It was as if the enemy that guarded the supposed parchment wanted to lose or maybe it was holding back. "Hey Kai what are you thinking about?" a slap on the back sent the ice mage forward a bit out of surprise while Johnny grinned like a moron.
"Nothing" he grunted as the fire mage kept jabbering to him about just about anything "you see that Volcune? And the dragon! Who sees those nowadays?" slowing his pace slightly the teen thought more the last minute sentence starting to dig deep into his thoughts 'who does see these nowadays? No one.it's uncommon' furthering himself in thought he grew deaf to the oblivious pyro that had begun a speech about what they've done in the past few days. Further ahead the rest of the group walked a bit faster than Kai and Johnny due to the pyro's ankle each eager to see what the parchment really said but there were many ideas from each one of them.
"Maybe it's a spell!" Tala yelled loudly once he stared at the writing long enough until the green haired elf took the parchment "nah it wouldn't be it would have steps and a picture and this doesn't" Bryan sighed smacking the elf upside the head he couldn't believe how daft these people were clearly when it was made for someone else not for anyone else. Enrique looked disapprovingly at the group which he had accustomed to doing so due to them fighting against each other more times than he could count "or maybe you should ask Jazz himself isn't that brilliant?" he chirped while he received many glares for that comment.
After another short walk they finally reached outside Tala being the first one breathing in the fresh air filling his lungs with as much oxygen as possible before exhaling it all putting his hand behind his head walking over to the gate door. "It feels great" Bryan murmured wiping his forehead as he bent a corner of the page in the book, the symbol on the front was no doubt his fathers it wasn't the fact that it was rightfully his but the fact on why it was in there in the first place.
Behind Bryan the second midget of the group appeared looking up shielding his eyes from the suns rays as if he had just come out from a hibernation of some sort and was just seeing the sun for the first time, hissing slightly he tried to adjust his eyes back to normal light rather then the dark gloomy darkness in the Cave of Dreams. Lowering his shielded hand from blockage of the sun he blinked several time rubbing them to add effect that he was going to go blind someday soon. 'Back outside.' he smiled carefree watching as the last two made it out of the cave slowly stopping just in front of it as the disco wearing hybrid grabbed part of the gate and proceeded to try and push it back together but the gate wouldn't even budge.
Johnny rolled his eye at Tala "you got to use manpower" he replied grasping the other side of the gate the so called door was blasted open before when they had troubles trying to open it now with both pushing on it the gate moved back to the middle position in a matter of minutes the bars clanged noisily as they smashed together now inseparable as the hybrid rushed forward inserting the bone key into the slot tuning it to the right securing it stepping back a bit to survey his work.
"Not bad, not bad at all boys" the whole team jumped at the new familiar voice each having slightly different reactions as they spun around to meet the same figure dressed in the same attire he had worn not too long ago in there first meeting "Jazz?" the group chorused causing the man before them to lift his thumb up straight in the air.
"The one and only!" -------------------
Boris rushed forward immediately taking the offensive side his pole axe reflecting the sun rays hitting Robert in the eyes as it bounced off from the metal causing a diversion as he rushed forward his weapon poised for a one shot kill. Just before he reached the said spot the staff Robert held deflected the blow and shoved him back as the Summoner used his hearing rather than his eye sight having gone momentarily blinded from the reflecting light. Jumping back a bit Boris frowned moving his hand to the middle of his weapon he couldn't finish this quickly his nephew had trained not only in sight but also in hearing when everything else fails on you, a true fighter.
Boris's mouth formed a smirk maybe this would be more challenging and fun then he thought it was going to be, this time he blocked as the other purple haired teen brought his staff down hard on the pole axe creating sparks as they clanged together shooting off in all directions the two held a forceful position before both jumped back once again before running forward using there weapons as swords both using there full extent of there strength in combat. The weapons vibrated with each clang the force of the blows chipping both of the weapons before Robert ducked under one swift swipe to his head twirling his staff bringing it under Boris tripping him causing his uncle to fall on his back the clothes already worsened by the dirt and soil that had lifted into the air from moving so much. Soon Boris found himself at the end, quite literally, of his nephews staff pointed at him with the most menacing look he had ever seen the youth with in his whole life and that was quite a long time. Growling he made a move to get up but the staff jabbed into his chest roughly enough to cause small jolt of pain "move you die" he threatened the teen's voice held no remorse.
That was soon cut short as long thin strip of white light was forced between the two cutting Robert's left sleeve far enough to break the flesh, startled by the sudden interference he turned his head for just a moment to see who aimed the attack and glared at the white magic user waving about fifty more thin white strips ready to be thrown. For this distraction it took no person with a half a brain to know that it could be taken advantage of and Boris was not the one to let this chance go. Swinging his staff horizontally he slammed the pole part into the Summoner's side a loud snap was heard as it made contact.
Robert wasn't the one to get distracted by a small hit but that pole hurt and the snap that he heard and most likely Boris as well was from an estimated three of four ribs cracking from the blow. Ignoring the throbbing pain he focused his concentration he couldn't lose from one hard blow he just *couldn't*. Losing meant he'd die and with the amount of things he had left to do in life he couldn't ignore the mile lengthened list back in the village on his table where he had started his life with sacred spirits and magic. He resisted the temptation to rub his sore spot and held up his staff to block another blow now he knew his uncle was getting more serious the change in the weight and added pressure was a sure thing that the man was focusing on an all out offensive style to finish the fight quickly now that he had gained the upper hand.
"Just give up make it easy on yourself and I might spare you." negotiating with his uncle was another one of things he never did and never will do "not in a million years!" he grunted pushing more forcefully knocking Boris back then did the same maneuver of attacking horizontal landing right on the side of the face as hard as he could muster. The weapon collided with the skull and for a stunned moment he was almost sure he had broken his uncle's head and removing the staff from Boris's side of his face he lowered it back down just far enough that it would be easy to bring it back up again should he have to defend himself.
Mariah and Emily gapped at the two battling. Sure, Boris nailed Robert in the side but it was as if that hadn't affected the teenager at all and with the blow to the head it was hard to tell who had the upper hand now that they had finally exchanged equal number of blows against each other. When Boris didn't move blink or even acknowledge anything around him Robert lowered himself slightly his breathing turning irregular quickly and rubbing his side he gritted his teeth as a single touch was like another hard blow from the very same weapon ' I should know better not to fight with this it'll just get worse' looking back over to his uncle he felt slightly guilty but it was self defense even though Summoner's weren't very offensive in the least relying more in magic then anything else.
Soon Robert became aware by the fact that it had suddenly gotten colder very quickly and the winds had picked up, the sky darkened and combined together to create a thick blanket of darkness covering a good length of there arena. Looking up at the sky lightning flashed a bird passing by was instantly engulfed into flames the body incinerating long before it hit the ground. The youth returned his attention back to the man that now had a huge massive fiery dark aura around him he had seen this type of action before but had only read about it and thinking smartly he prepared a counter attack bowing his head trying to clear his mind. Soon the winds picked up even more but with nothing to damage except the earth. Soil and rocks, old bones, dead branches started to swirl around him as he chanted wordlessly in a still standing position. Spreading his arms the small cyclone widened in it's mass becoming bigger and bigger before it began to take shape of one of the most feared birds of all. A Griffin, half lion, half eagle master of air and ground in truth it was the first summon he had ever done and he depended on it the most it was said to be the toughest to bring forth. To Robert, Griffolyon as it was named, represented honor and dignity the grace of every human being on the planet
With the chant finished the wind died down on his side and closing his eyes for a few seconds he panted a bit knowing by using common sense that his energy was going down but at least the battle was going to be of something he knew he could possibly win at, in short it depended on what summon Boris was intending to do. If he was right though and the summoning really was what he thought it was then he was going to have a tough battle on his hands even with two sacred beasts on his side. -------------------
A figure crouched low to the ground his frame was almost useable as he seemed to blend in with the shadows themselves his piercing eyes scanned the two battling one seemingly waiting for the other to make his move. His eyes narrowed considerably as he tried to put names to the two battling. He knew from his past meetings that he knew them the aura that surrounded them was the same, perhaps increased a bit but that was to be expected from just about anyone. Beside him another figure crouched slightly enough not to be completely noticeable "do you know who those are?" the figure asked in a monotone voice as he tried to stare enough to identify the faces.
The second figure moved his gray hair to the side and bared his canine teeth hissing at the same time while emitting a low growl making the shadowed figure next to him to raise an eyebrow "now don't go howling over there" he cracked a smile while his friend gave him a stern look "it's Boris and Robert" the first name he knew, it was hard not to but the second. The second was a name he wanted to remember forever and ever "sir?" the wolf like being next to him interrupted his thoughts as he stood up to join the other two waiting in the shadows eyeing there leader with respect and anticipation.
"Yeah, yeah don't get you're teeth caught in you're fur" the leader stood up slowly his frame straightening instantly as he scanned his eyes onto Robert's figure the pupils shrank a bit as he stared and stared having to be shaken out his dream world by one of his companions. Shaking his head he adverted his eyes forcing himself not to look while his teammates gave him disbelieving looks "what?"
"Love sick puppy."
A/N's: (okay this was quite hard I didn't know what to do so im saving the next part of the bit beast blah for the next chapter and well u should ALL know who our wonderful figures r I mean if u don't know ur pretty dense..Just kidding!) ((anyway hope u liked it and see the next chapter next week or sooner XD)) (um yeah who was writing it last time I checked it was all me.) ((*Goes into a corner and sulks*) (((JA NE! and please R&R!)))