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"NDS: Book 15—Wings of the Raven: Chapter 110: Yin and Yang"

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Well, this is actually my second attempt at this chapter. I finished it, and was starting the next one and decided to go back to this one, and saved chapter 111, and I saved it as 110…so yeah, I was po'd on Tuesday when I did. I might have written all of this stuff already as NDS anyway, but rewriting something you already wrote changes the intent of the first one. It can come out crummy or lose some things. Plus, I had a WA3 NDS only part to the battle between Jet and Gear, so now I have to rewrite the most complicated scene without having the basics of it written down.

I also forgot what my previous AN said, so you lose out on that too.

Let me try my best to salvage this chapter.

And yes, any time I have to rewrite something I do it half-assed, so much so I know I feel right now that I don't want to rewrite it. So all you may get is just the basics, and none of the fluff that makes stories good. I'm definitely sure the ending was better to this chapter.

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Gear's body flinched as the setting sun painted the area. His fist cold and hard. Multiple thoughts racing through his head as he shook it to fight them off. He placed his gaze on Jet and Virginia in disbelief. "I swear…" he murmured, "I saw you die!"

Jet closed his eyes as he calmly held the crying Virginia. "Like the Phoenix I can't die for good," he remarked. "I just have to return from the lowest depths if I end up there."

Gear remained quiet for a moment. He looked downward and placed his hand to his head. A laugh coming out from his throat. "Pheh, you always had some pathetic spin on words that make you sound noble." Gear glared at his foe. "Why can't you just say that you protected yourself at the last moment and spent this time recovering?"

Jet opened his eyes and slowly moved from Virginia's embrace. "Because," he remarked, "I didn't." Jet moved his eyes to stare at Gear. "As far as I can tell…I should be dead now…but I'm not. I woke up…and made my way back to you." He left his bride-to-be as she moved away and towards the other woman nearby. "I won't waste my second chance. You've already ruined this day, and you've harmed people I love. The SAND!" Jet sent a glare outwards that burned with the hottest of embers. "No matter what…you can never attain the goodness that Clyde and I had in us. Not even the goodness Generator Eon held before humanity corrupted it. All you have inherited is Nobuo's sin."

"Words are for the weak!" Gear declared. "Show me the strength through actions and not words!"

Jet grinned to please his enemy. "It would be my honor to do so."

With no more words to bog them down, Jet charged his body forward with a firm step on the ground. Launching his body forward, Jet sent his right boot forward of himself in the air. The flying kick landed on Gear's Adam's Apple.

Gear's body landed hard on the grass, and his breath came out hard with pain. When he breathed in, it caused him to hack. The initial injury pained him as he coughed more in an attempt to recover. Jet would not wait for him to do so, and ran forward to strike down on his lookalike. In defense Gear sent a Tiger's Shield at the earth, throwing Jet backwards and buying Gear more time.

Knowing that what time he desired would not come, Gear just charged forward at Jet. The carpenter moved his body away from Gear's attack, and then the two sent multiple throws of their fists at one another, but each of them just blocked the other's attacks. Jet took his chance and threw his head into Gear's own.

Seeing through the pain of the attack on his forehead, Gear snatched the wrist of Jet and pulled the carpenter towards him; throwing him to the ground.

Jet spent little time there, and launched his body to the air, and threw his arms outward. "Positive Burst!" The yellow ball of positive energy flung towards the lookalike.

"Neutral Cannon, Burst!" Gear's attack flew at the ball attack Jet sent at him. Once the two met, the Cannon attack took the positive attributes and flew back at Jet.

With little time to do any defense, Jet used a Lion's Fist to launch his body out of the way. Jet realized now that the Neutral Cannon he was getting beat up with earlier had more strengths to it then just what it was.

"Try your attacks. Like Adven before you they will just come back."

Jet simply smiled as he stood back upward. "Positive Burst!"

"Why do you waste my time?" Gear prepared his arms to counter the attack like he had beforehand. Once the Positive Burst was close Gear finally decided to do something about it. "Neutral Cannon, Burst!"

The now Positive Cannon began to form and was about to launch itself towards Jet. "Negative Cannon, Blast!"

Not knowing how Jet had learned the Positive Cannon attack, Gear was not expecting a Negative Cannon to come launching at him in this fight. He was not fighting Adven anymore, after all. The Negative Cannon collided with the Positive Cannon that Gear was throwing back, and the two inverse attacks negated one another and sent a blast outward that came out as an explosion. Being too close to where the attacks met, Gear was tossed aside.

As Gear grabbed his head back together, he noticed the oncoming attack from Jet. The carpenter launched himself at Gear once again with his right fist pulled back. Gear took the time to take two steps back so that he would dodge the attack.

"Lion's Fist!" Jet hit the ground, sending the grass and dirt flying at Gear who is forced away by the debris. With him blinded, Jet sent a myriad of punches, before completing the sequence with a kick that sent him further from the carpenter.

Gear looked to the ground in disbelief. Sweat ran down his jaw as he exhaled loudly in a huff. "Could it really be…"

Jet's glance went to Gear in confusion. "Huh?"

"I thought the strength I had…the limit to it was far above your own…but in this body…" Gear looked at his hands that had been beating up person by person today. "I'm only as strong as you…my mind has just used it better up until now."

"Earlier I thought with the wrong frame of mind. I wasn't using my head like I would normally and that defeated me." Virginia looked to Sakura with question. Jet normally used his head? That baffled her.

Gear stood hunched over. "In body we are equal, but I have Nobuo-Eon's power as well. And if I wanted, I could just gain more power from the Twilight Moon!" He held up his hand while keeping a laugh back. "In forty-five minutes my strength will be back at 100 percent, and you will be injured."

Jet opened his eyes up to realization. It has been eleven hours since he had been caught and tied by Gear. Ten since they started fighting. "Then…you can absorb more power using the Twilight Moon every twelve hours and use it to recover yourself."

"Perceptive as ever I see," Gear mused. "And when it happens I will be much stronger than you."

"We may be equal at the moment…but…" Jet brought forth the sheathe as he drew his Raven's Wing. The blade changing form and the weight brought it down to the ground. "Now that I have this that might change."

Gear ran his hand through his hair. "I merely underestimate you. Don't think a toy will defeat me." He laughed. "It didn't defeat Nobuo alone either."

"You're right it didn't, but it did enough back then."

Throwing the heavy sword over his back, Jet pushed off of the ground and dashed forward at Gear. With a mighty swing of the blade Jet threw his anger out, but Gear jumped backwards and the sword implanted itself in the earth.

"Do you have the strength to use it?" Gear wondered.

Jet threw his eyes towards Gear. "I told you…my head's on straight now. I have things and people to protect, and you're an enemy who makes this sword worth using."

Moving forward again, Jet swung the heavy Raven's Wing, and kept on swinging. Gear was dodging all of the attacks, but only by mere centimeters. "Use the power already, why don't you!" Gear grit his teeth. "Hit me with the power your beloved Raven holds!"

Angered by Gear's words, Jet gripped the hilt tightly as he raised it over his head. "Raven's Wing!" The sword falls downward, but it was just an ordinary swing.

"Pathetic!"

Jet quickly lifted his blade and thrust it outward at his lookalike. Gear moved his body out of the way, but it was too late, and the edge of his left abdomen was run through by the Raven's Wing. Closing his eyes, Gear flinched, and then moved his body backward and off of the blade. He quickly pushed off the ground and threw a kick at Jet, knocking the carpenter back.

Lifting the blade again, Jet swung at Gear who backed away from the blade. Moving two steps up, Jet swung again, cutting the black fabric of Gear's shirt and leaving a diagonal mark. Under that though there came a thin pink wound. Gear's fist came forward in response, and Jet threw the Raven's Wing up to block it with the flat side of the sword.

"Raven's Wing!" Jet fell to shock when he saw that his blade neither produced the attack or did nothing like last time. His eyes stared at the tattered katana form of the Raven's Wing in his hands.

Gear chuckled. "It is just a toy in the end."

Jet shook with some odd fear. A doubt. "Why…when Gear is my enemy?"

"Tiger's Gale Fist!"

Jet snapped back to attention as he saw the attack coming for him. He had no means to defend the attack at the moment. All Jet could do at the moment was place his Raven's Wing between him and Gear. The attack connected with the old katana, and it immediately shattered to bits.

Due to the force of the attack, and the direction it was made in, the shards of the blade flung towards Jet and embedded themselves in his skin. The clothing between ripping and weakening the overall strength of the clothes. Jet's body trembled and clenched as he stepped backwards. He shook with pain for a moment. His hand's grip on his hilt weakened.

"It seems that your only hope has been the means to your downfall." Gear mused.

Jet looked back in pain. From afar near Sakura, Virginia wrenched her hands together. Watching her groom-to-be shake in pain. Her heart stopped for a moment waiting for things to just calm.

There was little time passing before Jet formed two fists and charged forward at Gear. His fists came together as one and hit Gear with a double fisted attack. Gear recovered and sent his fist into a spot Jet now had a shard in. The pain caused Jet to breath in sharply.

Gear's face came near Jet's left ear. "Why do you push yourself?"

"Because…" Jet weakly replied. "I can't let you win."

Gear pulled back his punch and stepped twice backwards. "Such the hero."

The two moved at one another, sending a myriad of punches at the other. They both moved to kick the other and they met, causing them to stumble backwards to get footing again.

Lunging forward, Gear grasped Jet's shirt and pulled the man towards his fist. Retracting his fist multiple times and sending it to hit Jet's face like a piston, Jet was saved when his shirt—now weakened by the shards that cut it—ripped and caused him to fall to the ground with a thud.

Jet took the pause in time to sweep Gear's legs out from under his body. By the time Gear stood back up, Jet was lunging at him, "Lion's Rage Punch!" What little stamina he had left sent Gear to the ground. "Lion's Fist!"

"Tiger's Punch!"

The two attacks met as the force of their meeting sent each of the men flying back. The two of them took a few breaths and calmed their bodies. Gear looked to Jet with a smirk and a laugh.

"I have one more move that I have hesitated to use before now."

"Wha?"

Gear looked at him knowingly. "My existence is made of five people, so take the strength of your brother!"

Gear waved his hand as a blade of wind flew forth at a fast speed. It was an attack all too familiar of Emilia's Razor Kick, but produced by an arm instead. Jet tried to move, but was too weak to at first. He got himself together and saw his exit on the left, and moved weakly as fast as he could in that direction. Like a scarf his right arm trailing behind. Jet was thrown to the ground as his eyes shot open. Lying on the dirt, he looked up to Gear who smirked. Jet's face was painted red as he watched his right forearm, from fingers to elbow land on the ground in front of him.

"And now…it's over."