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Scarlet Trailer
A young man by the name of Agni Vermillion walked calmly down the sidewalk of a busy street of a small town, bobbing and weaving through the heavy foot traffic as he kept his nose buried in his nondescript black book.
His shoulder length auburn hair swayed slightly with his movements, and his vibrant emerald eyes raced back and forth as he read his book, Ninjas of Love.
The click-clack of his black leather harness-boots were completely inaudible beneath the murmuring of the crowd, and tucked into his boots were fashionable black leather pants. Tucked into his pants was a crimson v-neck muscle shirt with a fire flower emblem, and completing his look was a knee-length scarlet leather coat, with four inch long fringe on the forearms of his sleeves, and ankle-length fringe in the lower hem of the coat. The only thing resembling actual armor were the ornately designed scarlet leather pads strapped to his knees, and the ornate black leather pads strapped to his elbows.
Strapped to his back with a black leather harness was a large oval shaped case, colored black and deep maroon.
As he made his way through the crowd, he drew many eyes, some appreciative and others wary. Many appreciative eyes were sweeping over his form, but only until their gazes fell upon the hand holding the book he was so attentive of. On the third finger of said hand was a gold ring. The biggest reason he was drawing so much attention, however, was the weapon held loosely in his right hand.
A scarlet shafted glaive, Rhongomyniad, was held, point facing toward the ground, in a loose grip. On the end facing toward the ground was a long silver curved blade, all ornately decorated with scarlet scroll-work.
"This is the address" Agni said, seeing the large building with the high domed roof.
Walking under the dim lights of the auditorium, Agni unhooked the strap over his shoulder and lowered the case to the ground, sitting down in the ornate wooden chair set up for him while he waited for the announcer to finish with his diatribe.
Nodding when the yelling of the announcer ceased, he opened the case to reveal a tall maroon string instrument and a bow.
A cello.
This was a cello concert, and Agni was a prodigy cellist.
Taking the instrument in his left hand and the bow in his right, he set the cello down between his spread legs on the end pin and, inhaling deeply, drew the bow lightly across the strings.
The lights dimmed further as the concert begun, and violins picked up to lend their lighter melodies to his own darker one. The concert continued with just string instruments for a few moments, and then the wind section joined the symphony with flutes and clarinets.
But the concert was not allowed to continue past that point as a tremor rocked the building. Agni sensed movement behind him as a shriek sounded from the audience and turned, picking up his glaive from the floor, to see a living statue swinging its katana down at him.
He dropped his cello and bow, which were then caught by a fellow musician, he raised his glaive to block, if he dodged then the people next to him would be crushed. The giant stone blade impacted with his glaive, and he let one end of it fall toward the ground that the giant blade would slide down the shaft and away from his body.
Agni jumped onto the blade and ran along it to get to the statue's arm. The possessed statue tried to grab him with its free hand, but Agni leapt onto it and leapt again to the statues face, stabbing it with the blade of his polearm.
Heedless of the 'injury', the creature knocked him off with a punch from his free hand and swung its blade at him as he fell, Agni blocked it with his glaive but was launched across the emptying auditorium.
Landing in a crouch, he twirled his polearm about his body before readying it in a standard spearman's stance, channeling his aura through the weapon and igniting the glaive's head in flames.
The statue took up its katana in both hands and started to run at him, and in response Agni knelt further toward the ground in a modified runner's stance, keeping his glaive raised over his head in his right hand, he started towards the grimm in a burst of speed so intense cracks formed in the floor beneath his feet.
The statue swung its katana down at him again and he dodged to the left, and when it tried to stomp him into the ground he leapt forward in a combat roll. Rising from his roll, he twisted his body and struck the statue in the ankle with the flaming blade of his glaive, taking a chunk of stone with it.
The statue staggered before steadying itself and swung at him again, but again he dodged.
Raising the shaft of his weapon along his shoulders, he twisted his body before beginning a swing with his right hand, before switching to his left hand to build up the momentum, and then finally stabbing his glaive into the crater on its ankle, separating the statue's foot from its leg.
The grimm surprised him by not falling forward, instead spinning on its remaining foot and slamming its katana into his side, finally landing a blow on the elusive human.
Luckily, the blow was not quite strong enough to punch through his aura, and instead of cleaving him in twain the blade merely flung him into the far wall, his back making cracks in the plaster on impact.
Falling to the ground, he looked up to see that the possessed statue was charging at him again, the shortened leg causing a limp and slowing it down somewhat. Agni flipped a hidden switch on the shaft of his weapon, opening up two dust chambers, allowing his own fire aura to mix with the powdered lightning and wind dust inside, and engulfing his entire glaive in a chaotic array of plasma.
Crouching down and firming his leg muscles, and leapt high into the air. Activating his semblance, Pheonix, his body was engulfed in fire, taking the shape of a large bird and keeping him suspended in the air. Rearing back his glaive in a single arm as if he were hefting a lance to be thrown, he strengthened the muscles in his arm with his aura before, with a shout of exertion, he threw his weapon at the possessed statue.
The plasma coated glaive pierced straight through the creature's chest and flew out of its back, coming to a rest in the ground behind it. The plasma wormed into the statue's body to attack the possession type grimm animating it, sending it into convulsions before finally exploding in a brilliant display of fire, wind and lightning that eroded the surrounding area and sent chunks of stone, crushing everything they landed upon.
Sighing in dismay, Agni flew down to his glaive and deactivated his semblance. Picking up his weapon, he collected his wallet out of his coat, taking out the necessary lien to cover the damages to the ruined auditorium.