After breakfast the two sneaked outside with their lances. If April found
out what they were up to they would most likely be yelled at.
The two found a clear space in the garden that was not easily seen by the house. They did not want to be interrupted whilst they were sparring.
Fratley moved his lance to point at Frato; he moved his long blonde locks of hair out of his face and grinned at Frato, looking at him through soft blue eyes.
"Ready?" Fratley asked.
Frato moved his in a similar fashion to Fratley; he quickly ran his clawed fingers through his short brown hair and grinned back at Fratley, looking at Fratley with his cold blue eyes.
"Ready." Frato answered.
In less than a second their two lances clashed against each other. Frato moved his lance back but before he could attack Fratley swung his lance at Frato's right leg. Frato jumped to avoid his attack. As Frato fell from his low jump he swung his lance downwards towards Fratley, but his lance hit the ground as Fratley sidestepped to avoid the attack. Frato cursed as he lifted his lance from the ground.
"Come on Frato, I know you can do better than that. Use your speed; I know you can keep up with me." Fratley said before swinging his lance at Frato's chest for another attack.
Frato jumped high into the air to avoid the attack. He then moved his lance to prepare for an attack from the air. Fratley saw this and leapt back.
"Frato, I know exactly where you're going to land. A jump attack like that won't work against me." Fratley said sternly.
Frato saw Fratley's change in movement and moved his lance slightly. Just as he was about to hit the ground Frato threw his lance at Fratley with great speed and strength. The lance whizzed through the air and gave Fratley little time to react. Fratley attempted to sidestep the attack but he was too late. The lance sliced into his left arm. The lance fell to the ground and Fratley cursed at the pain that the deep cut in his arm was causing him.
Frato quickly jumped and retrieved his lance. He turned to Fratley and looked a little concerned at the wound he had made in his brother's shoulder.
"Are you alright?" Frato asked a little concerned.
Fratley nodded and Frato smiled. "Caught you out there didn't I?" Frato asked, grinning wildly about getting the first good strike.
"Yes, but you should never let go of your weapon. If an enemy gets hold of it you're finished." Fratley stated. "Okay, let's continue."
Fratley ran forward and attempted to strike Frato by swinging his lance towards Frato's side. Frato blocked the strike with his own lance and tried to force Fratley back. However Fratley was too strong and Frato eventually had to move back and move his lance away.
Frato then tried to strike Fratley's legs but missed as Fratley took to the air in an extremely high jump. Frato looked at Fratley and moved away from where Fratley was going to land. Fratley then threw his lance towards Frato at the peak of his jump. The lance cut through the air at a tremendous speed. Frato just managed to jump out of the way before the lance impaled him. Fratley landed a short distance away from the lance and retrieved it.
"What was this about never letting go of your weapon?" Frato asked.
"In that situation I'm always going to get my lance first." Fratley replied. "Besides, that's a well known attack of a Dragon Knight."
"Whatever." Frato answered before charging towards his brother.
Frato swung his lance at Fratley again, who sidestepped and tried a plant a strike of his own. Frato quickly moved his lance to block the strike. Fratley tried to strike Frato again, but Frato blocked this second strike. Fratley then spun around with his lance and struck Frato's lance with such force it knocked Frato's lance out of his hands. Fratley stopped his spin and spun the other way in another strike. He saw Frato was without a lance a moment too late and couldn't stop his strike.
His lance sliced across Frato's chest and Frato fell to the ground next to his lance.
Fratley stopped his spin and dropped his lance before running over to Frato.
"Frato! Are you alright?!" Fratley said worried. The cut he made was deep and was bleeding rather quickly. Frato was breathing and was still conscious. He found it hard to speak.
"Go...get...mother..." Frato said through deep breaths. Fratley acted on these words and ran into the house.
Within seconds April was running into the garden with Fratley. As soon as April saw Frato she gasped in shock before kneeling next to Frato, attending to his injury. She wrapped some rags around the wound and lifted Frato up. She rushed into the house with Fratley and laid Frato across the suite in the living room.
Frato was still breathing heavily as he lay across the couch. April rushed into the kitchen and brought back some Hi-Potions. She opened the bottle and forced the strange green liquid into Frato's mouth. As soon as Frato swallowed the liquid he started breathing more freely and the cut across his chest closed into a small scratch and stopped bleeding.
"How did he get such a wound?" April asked Fratley who was relieved to see his brother healed from his attack.
"There was a monster..." Fratley lied.
"In the city?" His mother asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yes...it attacked Frato, but I scared it off." Fratley explained. He didn't sound too convincing.
Frato, who hadn't been listening and had just become fully conscious, interrupted.
"Fratley! We forgot our lances!" Frato exclaimed.
"Lances!?" April repeated "You've been sparring haven't you?"
"Sorry mother." Fratley said sheepishly.
"How many times have I told you that you shouldn't spar?! It's dangerous! You could have killed Frato! You should only spar when your father is supervising!" April nagged.
"But father's always busy with his duties as a dragon knight." Fratley moaned.
"We need to train." Frato said trying to help his brother in this verbal battle. "Sparring is the best way to train."
"I don't care!" April began to shout. "Training is only good if you survive! Frato could have died from that wound! You could have died Fratley! Do you even care?!"
Fratley just hung his head in shame. Frato had a guilty expression on his face as well.
"You can get your lances and you can come back inside." April said to break an awkward silence. "You can stay inside for the rest of the day, that way I can see to it that you don't end up killing each other."
Frato and Fratley did as they were told and walked outside to get their lances. The two picked up their lances, as Fratley turned to Frato after retrieving his lance he had to move his lance in front of him. Frato's lance had struck Fratley's and they were in a deadlock.
"Frato, what are you doing?!" Fratley asked, rather shocked from Frato's sudden attack.
"Sparring, what does it look like?" Frato answered with a smirk.
The two moved their lances away to break the deadlock. Fratley put his lance over his shoulder, whilst Frato entered a battle stance.
"You heard what mother said!" Fratley exclaimed.
"I know, but I don't care." Frato answered "When I was fighting you, I felt happy, I felt satisfied. Come on Fratley, enter your battle stance!"
"I'm not sparring with you Frato." Fratley said sternly before turning and walking towards the house. As he walked he heard Frato scream and run towards him.
He turned and blocked Frato's strike just in time. Frato moved his lance back and swung it Fratley once again. Fratley blocked the attack. Frato continued to try and attack Fratley but Fratley kept blocking all of Frato's attacks.
Frato then jumped back. "Come on Fratley, attack me!" Frato taunted beckoning Fratley to him.
"Frato, we're in enough trouble as it is..." Fratley began, but he was interrupted as he had to block another attack from Frato.
"If that is how you will act, then you leave me no choice." Fratley said before trying to strike Frato with his own lance. Frato blocked this attack, and he was forced backwards as he blocked an array of strikes from Fratley.
Frato jumped back to break away from Fratley.
"Yes, this is what I want." Frato said happily before charging towards Fratley. Fratley prepared to block, but Frato jumped before he reached Fratley. He swung his lance in a vertical circle and landed striking Fratley with immense force. Fratley blocked the attack with some difficulty.
Fratley pushed Frato back with his lance and Frato charged again, however before he could reach Fratley...
"FRATO! FRATLEY!"
The two looked towards the direction of the ear piercing yell. They saw April, with an infuriated look on her face.
"I can't trust you for five seconds can I?! Get inside now!" April yelled.
Frato and Fratley looked at each other with rather shocked and worried faces before walking towards the door of the house. As they walked past April, she gave them a hard smack across the back of the head. They entered the house rubbing the backs of their heads and were followed shortly by April. They both knew that more would probably be to come.
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Disclaimer: I do not own FF9 or any characters or locations in it. If I did, there would be a FF9-2. Frato, Lion-heart and April are mine, sort of.
Author's Notes: Ok, nothing much to say, except to REVIEW.
Breeze of Summoners: There were training in the back garden. There some description of Fratley and Frato in this, but not much otherwise. There should be some better descriptions in the next chapter.
Guardian 1: Frato was made to kill, why wouldn't he have the battle advantages of a Burmecian and a human? You seem to have forgotten that Frato is eight here, and the only reason he is so chirpy is because he knows he is going to be taught how to fight. He is the same character. Moderate your use of language in your reviews. You never know, little kids may be reading your blatant swearing. That and I hate it. Also, if you don't like this story, WHY are you continuing to read and review this fanfic even though you don't like it? Also, your right to review can be stopped by the Block User feature. At the moment, I am very tempted to use it.
Everyone else: I know you're reading this, so REVIEW!
The two found a clear space in the garden that was not easily seen by the house. They did not want to be interrupted whilst they were sparring.
Fratley moved his lance to point at Frato; he moved his long blonde locks of hair out of his face and grinned at Frato, looking at him through soft blue eyes.
"Ready?" Fratley asked.
Frato moved his in a similar fashion to Fratley; he quickly ran his clawed fingers through his short brown hair and grinned back at Fratley, looking at Fratley with his cold blue eyes.
"Ready." Frato answered.
In less than a second their two lances clashed against each other. Frato moved his lance back but before he could attack Fratley swung his lance at Frato's right leg. Frato jumped to avoid his attack. As Frato fell from his low jump he swung his lance downwards towards Fratley, but his lance hit the ground as Fratley sidestepped to avoid the attack. Frato cursed as he lifted his lance from the ground.
"Come on Frato, I know you can do better than that. Use your speed; I know you can keep up with me." Fratley said before swinging his lance at Frato's chest for another attack.
Frato jumped high into the air to avoid the attack. He then moved his lance to prepare for an attack from the air. Fratley saw this and leapt back.
"Frato, I know exactly where you're going to land. A jump attack like that won't work against me." Fratley said sternly.
Frato saw Fratley's change in movement and moved his lance slightly. Just as he was about to hit the ground Frato threw his lance at Fratley with great speed and strength. The lance whizzed through the air and gave Fratley little time to react. Fratley attempted to sidestep the attack but he was too late. The lance sliced into his left arm. The lance fell to the ground and Fratley cursed at the pain that the deep cut in his arm was causing him.
Frato quickly jumped and retrieved his lance. He turned to Fratley and looked a little concerned at the wound he had made in his brother's shoulder.
"Are you alright?" Frato asked a little concerned.
Fratley nodded and Frato smiled. "Caught you out there didn't I?" Frato asked, grinning wildly about getting the first good strike.
"Yes, but you should never let go of your weapon. If an enemy gets hold of it you're finished." Fratley stated. "Okay, let's continue."
Fratley ran forward and attempted to strike Frato by swinging his lance towards Frato's side. Frato blocked the strike with his own lance and tried to force Fratley back. However Fratley was too strong and Frato eventually had to move back and move his lance away.
Frato then tried to strike Fratley's legs but missed as Fratley took to the air in an extremely high jump. Frato looked at Fratley and moved away from where Fratley was going to land. Fratley then threw his lance towards Frato at the peak of his jump. The lance cut through the air at a tremendous speed. Frato just managed to jump out of the way before the lance impaled him. Fratley landed a short distance away from the lance and retrieved it.
"What was this about never letting go of your weapon?" Frato asked.
"In that situation I'm always going to get my lance first." Fratley replied. "Besides, that's a well known attack of a Dragon Knight."
"Whatever." Frato answered before charging towards his brother.
Frato swung his lance at Fratley again, who sidestepped and tried a plant a strike of his own. Frato quickly moved his lance to block the strike. Fratley tried to strike Frato again, but Frato blocked this second strike. Fratley then spun around with his lance and struck Frato's lance with such force it knocked Frato's lance out of his hands. Fratley stopped his spin and spun the other way in another strike. He saw Frato was without a lance a moment too late and couldn't stop his strike.
His lance sliced across Frato's chest and Frato fell to the ground next to his lance.
Fratley stopped his spin and dropped his lance before running over to Frato.
"Frato! Are you alright?!" Fratley said worried. The cut he made was deep and was bleeding rather quickly. Frato was breathing and was still conscious. He found it hard to speak.
"Go...get...mother..." Frato said through deep breaths. Fratley acted on these words and ran into the house.
Within seconds April was running into the garden with Fratley. As soon as April saw Frato she gasped in shock before kneeling next to Frato, attending to his injury. She wrapped some rags around the wound and lifted Frato up. She rushed into the house with Fratley and laid Frato across the suite in the living room.
Frato was still breathing heavily as he lay across the couch. April rushed into the kitchen and brought back some Hi-Potions. She opened the bottle and forced the strange green liquid into Frato's mouth. As soon as Frato swallowed the liquid he started breathing more freely and the cut across his chest closed into a small scratch and stopped bleeding.
"How did he get such a wound?" April asked Fratley who was relieved to see his brother healed from his attack.
"There was a monster..." Fratley lied.
"In the city?" His mother asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yes...it attacked Frato, but I scared it off." Fratley explained. He didn't sound too convincing.
Frato, who hadn't been listening and had just become fully conscious, interrupted.
"Fratley! We forgot our lances!" Frato exclaimed.
"Lances!?" April repeated "You've been sparring haven't you?"
"Sorry mother." Fratley said sheepishly.
"How many times have I told you that you shouldn't spar?! It's dangerous! You could have killed Frato! You should only spar when your father is supervising!" April nagged.
"But father's always busy with his duties as a dragon knight." Fratley moaned.
"We need to train." Frato said trying to help his brother in this verbal battle. "Sparring is the best way to train."
"I don't care!" April began to shout. "Training is only good if you survive! Frato could have died from that wound! You could have died Fratley! Do you even care?!"
Fratley just hung his head in shame. Frato had a guilty expression on his face as well.
"You can get your lances and you can come back inside." April said to break an awkward silence. "You can stay inside for the rest of the day, that way I can see to it that you don't end up killing each other."
Frato and Fratley did as they were told and walked outside to get their lances. The two picked up their lances, as Fratley turned to Frato after retrieving his lance he had to move his lance in front of him. Frato's lance had struck Fratley's and they were in a deadlock.
"Frato, what are you doing?!" Fratley asked, rather shocked from Frato's sudden attack.
"Sparring, what does it look like?" Frato answered with a smirk.
The two moved their lances away to break the deadlock. Fratley put his lance over his shoulder, whilst Frato entered a battle stance.
"You heard what mother said!" Fratley exclaimed.
"I know, but I don't care." Frato answered "When I was fighting you, I felt happy, I felt satisfied. Come on Fratley, enter your battle stance!"
"I'm not sparring with you Frato." Fratley said sternly before turning and walking towards the house. As he walked he heard Frato scream and run towards him.
He turned and blocked Frato's strike just in time. Frato moved his lance back and swung it Fratley once again. Fratley blocked the attack. Frato continued to try and attack Fratley but Fratley kept blocking all of Frato's attacks.
Frato then jumped back. "Come on Fratley, attack me!" Frato taunted beckoning Fratley to him.
"Frato, we're in enough trouble as it is..." Fratley began, but he was interrupted as he had to block another attack from Frato.
"If that is how you will act, then you leave me no choice." Fratley said before trying to strike Frato with his own lance. Frato blocked this attack, and he was forced backwards as he blocked an array of strikes from Fratley.
Frato jumped back to break away from Fratley.
"Yes, this is what I want." Frato said happily before charging towards Fratley. Fratley prepared to block, but Frato jumped before he reached Fratley. He swung his lance in a vertical circle and landed striking Fratley with immense force. Fratley blocked the attack with some difficulty.
Fratley pushed Frato back with his lance and Frato charged again, however before he could reach Fratley...
"FRATO! FRATLEY!"
The two looked towards the direction of the ear piercing yell. They saw April, with an infuriated look on her face.
"I can't trust you for five seconds can I?! Get inside now!" April yelled.
Frato and Fratley looked at each other with rather shocked and worried faces before walking towards the door of the house. As they walked past April, she gave them a hard smack across the back of the head. They entered the house rubbing the backs of their heads and were followed shortly by April. They both knew that more would probably be to come.
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Disclaimer: I do not own FF9 or any characters or locations in it. If I did, there would be a FF9-2. Frato, Lion-heart and April are mine, sort of.
Author's Notes: Ok, nothing much to say, except to REVIEW.
Breeze of Summoners: There were training in the back garden. There some description of Fratley and Frato in this, but not much otherwise. There should be some better descriptions in the next chapter.
Guardian 1: Frato was made to kill, why wouldn't he have the battle advantages of a Burmecian and a human? You seem to have forgotten that Frato is eight here, and the only reason he is so chirpy is because he knows he is going to be taught how to fight. He is the same character. Moderate your use of language in your reviews. You never know, little kids may be reading your blatant swearing. That and I hate it. Also, if you don't like this story, WHY are you continuing to read and review this fanfic even though you don't like it? Also, your right to review can be stopped by the Block User feature. At the moment, I am very tempted to use it.
Everyone else: I know you're reading this, so REVIEW!