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I widened my eyes.

I saw it through the corner of my eye. His weapon had bent before suddenly stabbing itself into my back.

I jumped forward a split second later, trying to minimise the damage, which kinda worked since the blade only went into my back about four centimetres or so. After that, I was on the other side of the arena, the anime effects making my cloak flutter coolly when I turned to face him.

Never turn your back on your enemy.

But that wasn't the point right now. The point was that the weapon freaking bent! How could such a seemingly solid thing bend like that? And what was the deal with him telling me what his power was? Wouldn't that get him into a disadvantage? At least, it would give him a disadvantage if I understood what he said. Which I didn't.

Adan slowly turned to face me, with a I'm-a-nice-guy-trust-me expression stuck onto his face. Only freakier, because his lip was twitching.

'You… have fast reflexes, don't you?'

'Hn.' I said ever so brightly in reply. I was still puzzling over his actions from before.

'But I don't think I need to pull out my trump card yet. You don't seem so strong, little boy,' he said with a smirk. I twitched. My mind had decided to abandon the puzzle that is Adan's actions, and had focussed back to the fight just in time to hear him say that. He really was very annoying.

'Little boy?' I questioned. What's with the little boy comment?

'Yes, little boy. You're still inexperienced in the art of fighting. You seem weak. Your speed seems…' He drawled, staring at me, 'almost stand-still to me.'

'What?' I strengthened my stance, spreading my weight evenly across my two feet. Then I held up my staff horizontally. 'Don't underestimate me, Adan.' He suddenly scowled.

'Don't say my name with that superior tone.' I was genuinely confused this time. Superior? I inwardly shrugged. Who cares? This was a fight.

Back when I was still stuck on Earth in my hospital room, every time a fight scene came up I had always thought that most of the characters were stupid when they listened to their enemy's rants because they were wasting precious opportunities for defeating their enemies.

So I attacked.

Now, if I could honestly say that my attack was successful and that everything turned out fine and dandy and I had just got my first win, then I would be lying. Lying so hard that my nose had stretched and encircled the Earth three times.

Since the last attack didn't work, I used constrictions this time. The one that even President Netero couldn't get out of. So I was sure it would work on him

I raised my hand and Adan's eyes immediately sharpened.

A professional's eyes…

I opened my palm flat, faced towards the ceiling and slowly closed my fingers, one by one, calming the air's movements around Adan while I did so, until I made the air practically solid, except around his face. I didn't want to kill him after all.

'WHAT? ADAN'S MOVEMENTS HAVE CONPLETELY STOPPED! IS IT BECAUSE OF WIND'S CLENCHED HAND? THIS FIGHT IS GETTING MORE AND MORE INTERESTING FOLKS!' I scowled at the announcer and inspected my wound as much as I could without breaking my concentration of the entrapment of air around Adan.

I put my hand on my back where it felt particularly painful and looked at it. It was red.

At least my hand wasn't particularly wet and dripping. That's a good thing, right?

I was thinking this, since I wasn't worried about Adan escaping. What a big mistake. What a big, big mistake. I shouldn't have underestimated him. He had won five battles without a single loss after all. I shouldn't have been so careless.

But careless I had been, and it was too late when I realised he had been whispering something. Something like a mantra of some sort.

'light…' he murmured. I strained my ears. What? I pulled the air from his mouth towards my ears. 'abilities, lock them in your light so that I may crush my enemy… I sacrifice all my abilities, lock them in your light so that I may crush my enemy…' And he kept repeating it, over and over again.

I stiffened. What if it was part of his nen ability?

I rushed forward, trying to get a hit. But it was too late.

'THE FLOOR OF LIGHTS, COME AND…' I cut off his sentence with a bitch-slap to his face.

Unfortunately, I had forgotten about my strength for a moment there, and he flew, flew out of the ring in a graceful arc, his oiled muscles seeming to shine in the fluorescent lights of the arena.

He landed with a thud, and the crowd roared and surged to its feet.

'THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THAT ADAN HAS EVER BEEN KNOCKED OUT OF THE ARENA! HAS HE FINALLY MET HIS MATCH?' The announcer screamed into the microphone. The judge calmly pronounced his verdict.

'Out. Contestant Wind has three points for a Critical Hit. Can contestant Adan please return into the ring in the count of ten. 1… 2… 3…'

My eyes were locked onto Adan. My concentration had broken. He could move now. But what was with his smirk?

The scoreboard beeped, and the point number under my name went up to a three. There were cheers (and wails from his fanclub) from the crowd. I smiled a little. I think I heard Gon and Zushi's voice somewhere in there.

Something warm trickled down my back. I frowned. Hadn't my wound stopped bleeding yet?

Adan looked up into my smiling face, and his face morphed from his former smirk to a face of rage.

'Who do you think you're smiling at, huh? Are you underestimating me?' I stopped smiling and looked at him.

'No, Adan.'

'Stop calling my name like that!' The judge continued his intonation.

'7…8…' Adan jumped back onto the stage at the count of eight. The crowd cheered.

'AND ADAN IS UUUUP AGAIN! WE SEEM TO STILL HAVE A FIGHT GOING!' The crowd went even wilder.

Adan's face was positively stormy, and for once, his loincloth was still. But to all anime fans, you know what happens when something goes still.

Scenario number one: They are defeated, and are begging for their lives in a dramatic fashion.

Scenario number two: They are unleashing an epic awesome attack that I probably would've problem dodging.

He whispered something and suddenly, the whole floor lit up.

'Wha—' He smiled.

'This is my ability. The Floor of Circular Lights.' My eyes narrowed, and I jumped into the air, imagined the wings growing on the staff and stood on it, balancing on the staff easily, since I knew my staff wouldn't let me fall.

'Oh, you can do that too? I thought those mini wings were just for show,' he said with a raised eyebrow.

'WOW! IT SEEMS LIKE WIND'S STAFF CAN GROW HUGE, WHITE WINGS! WHAT OTHER SURPRISES ARE IN STORE IN THIS FIGHT?' The girl screamed into the mike yet again. I grimaced. Annoying. Why couldn't they put someone who didn't have a voice shrill enough to shatter metal sheets as the commentator for my match? If she kept screaming like that every minute, my ears would be spurting blood by the time this match finished.

'Don't you want to know my ability?' He stood on the ground with a Cheshire-cat grin on his face. 'I'll tell you then. If you touch one of these circles, an ability of mine will awaken, and I will be able to use it against you. The smaller the circle, the stronger the attack. However…'

'Hmm?' I stayed on my staff and surveyed the ring. There were a lot of circles. I whistled, impressed. He's got a lot of techniques.

'If you're able to evade all the circles, for every minute that passes, one ability would lock itself away so that I can't use it. There are a total of twenty-two circles here. So…' He smiled, this time gentlemanly, at me. I wasn't fooled. 'Good luck.'

If I keep flying, it should be fine…

'You're probably thinking if I stay in the air I can't touch the circles right?' He asked. 'Sorry, that won't work.'

The circles suddenly shone like torches so that they were solid beams of light. A beam of light hit me squarely in the face, and that light patch flew towards Adan.

Damn!

His smile brightened as the light finished integrating itself into his body.

'Heh. You're lucky, this isn't exactly one of my strongest techniques, but this will be sufficient. LIGHT HAMMER!'

Suddenly, his weird weapon turned into a white hammer. He swung it experimentally a few times and twirled it around his wrists, winking to his fans on the way. His fangirls screamed. My eyebrow twitched.

'Your opponent is ME!' I said as I ordered my staff closer to Adan while avoiding the light pillars.

Oh. My. Gosh. I did not just that. Did I?

…

I believe I did.

Moving on…

Let's get back to the fight, shall we?

I rushed at him, lighting my arm up in fire to get the maximum damage. His eyes widened.

'Oh, you can use fire?' he said, his smirk lighting up his face. I swerved a little pillar of light and went straight for him. The way was clear.

'Bad luck. Didn't I tell you my nen ability was light? Stupid.' He raised an arm, and suddenly, the fire left my arm.

More like the light left my arm. The heat was still there, but without the light, it was fading fast.

'What?' I stared at my arm incredulously. He laughed.

'Fire generates light and heat, idiot.' I stared at him, but tried to punch him anyway. I couldn't stop rushing at him, so why not try attack?

He dodged, and I tried to swoop straight up until something grabbed the end of my staff and made me go head-long into another light pillar. I blinked to get the blurry spots out of my eyes to see the something.

Adan was there, holding the staff. I lifted a leg to kick him, but before that, the light pillar I had bumped into fled into Adan, and my vision was filled with bright splotches.

And then I heard to cracks, and the staff fell to the ground.

What just happened?

I blinked my eyes furiously to see that…

The wings on my staff were broken. They lay there, flapping feebly. I stared.

They had been there for so long… That staff was a constant in my life. For some reason, I felt a feeling of incredible loss from losing those wings. They started to disintegrate, turning into a cloud of shining dust motes that swirled around the stage. Soon enough, it was as if the wings were never there in the first place.

I glared at him.

'You bastard.' He faked a hurt expression.

'Oh, did I just hurt you feelings?' he said, smirking. Then he threw back his head and laughed. 'This is a fight, little boy. You do anything to win.'

'I wish I had suffocated you a long time ago.'

'Oh really? And how will you do that?'

I glared at him, pointed at him and clenched my fists, imagining the air in his lungs, every little tiny bit of gas being frozen.

'Like this.'

Adan's eyes widened, and his hands fell to his chest, clearly trying to breathe. He fell to his knees melodramatically.

After a few seconds, I realised something was wrong. He wasn't turning blue, or anything (when he did, I had thought to let the air go, but…)

'You thought that would kill me, little boy?' He grinned up at me. 'Don't make me laugh.' My eyes widened.

'How… How can you talk when the air is frozen?' Then I nearly slapped myself. What had I done? I just told him one of my powers!

'Oh… so you use air huh? That's pretty powerful, little boy… What's the condition?'

'Condition?' Then I remembered. The stronger the power, the stronger the conditions that needed to be fulfilled before using it. Equivalent exchange. That was nen.

'Not telling. But may I guess yours?'

'Go ahead.' I slowly backed away, carefully weaving through the light pillars, holding my staff to my chest.

'One. You must tell your opponent what your nen is.' He raised his eyebrows and nodded.

'Yep. Observant, you picked up on it.' He yawned, and a random gust of wind blew his loin-cloth about again. I averted my eyes to his face and continued.

'Second. Demonstrating your power.' This time, he raised his eyebrows. I moved my head to not stare directly at a light pillar as he replied.

'What gave you that conclusion?'

'Why else would you stab me in the back with such a pitiful attack? It's obvious you have other abilities, strong ones. You could've just killed me. Which leads to number three.'

'Yes?'

'You aren't allowed to kill until you've activated your nen to a certain stage.'

'Also correct.'

'So number four would be this stage.' I looked around. 'Where your abilities are locked up in these light pillars.'

'Why are you talking so much?' One of the light pillars flickered and disappeared. His face cleared. 'Aah, I know now.' He started walking towards me, just through those light pillars.

Damn! I should've known it wouldn't work on himself!

'You're trying to buy time aren't you? So that there are less light pillars around for you to bump into. Since with every minute, one ability can't be used anymore. Right?' I smiled tightly.

'I got found out.'

'Of course, little boy,' he said condescendingly. 'I'm much more experienced than you. Although you show amazing potential. You found all those points by yourself. But you missed two.'

Two?

'Two?' I asked. He smirked again. His fangirls screamed.

'And that, dear, is a secret.'

I scowled. He just turned his back on me.

'So, your turn to attack. Unless you're stuck?' I smiled grimly.

'No. Didn't want to use this path after all.'

I closed my eyes and started summoning water.

I don't know if this will work. Why did he not react to my air attack when I froze the air in his lungs? What had happened? Is there something in his body that stops attacks, or is it a part of his nen again?

After I started to get the feel of summoning water, I started summoning water out of his body.

Suddenly, streamers of water that came from his body started collecting in my palm. I grinned. It worked!

Adan growled.

'You're a pest, you know that?' He did a hand sign, slammed the ground with his hammer and suddenly… My eyes widened.

The water had stopped flowing.

And Adan was starting to suck back the water in my palm. What the heck was happening?

'I'm actually quite curious. Boy… you've made me fight into this stage. Who are you, to get so much power at such a young age? What conditions have you brought up?' He started walking slowly towards me.

I started weaving through the pillars of light away from him, all the while pulling harder and harder on the streamers of water. It was at a stand-still now, the water being sucked two ways.

I ignored the screaming of the announcer and the cheers of the crowd. Right now, it was me, the pillars of light and him. Nothing else mattered.

But he was gaining. He just walked through the light. I had to dodge. So I guess it was inevitable that he caught up to me and yanked off my hood.

I just wish that my hair hadn't done this totally shoujo hair fan when he did. For one, it was annoying and made me feel all Mary-Sue-ish. It also made my hair go everywhere, including all over my face. I scowled, and brushed the offending hair from my face and out of my mouth.

Disgusting.

Those anime people who made up the effects don't know how annoying it is to always have your hair fluttering about.

Though it was kinda cool to see his shocked face. He just stood there, with his mouth gaping open.

Another beam of light disappeared, which made eating hair worthwhile since it made one of his abilities disappear. And the beam of light that had just disappeared was one of the smaller ones too.

'I never thought… a girl could make me fight to this stage?' I scowled.

'What's with the sexist comment?' I jumped forward, and smashed my foot into his shin. Elbowed him in the stomach a few times. Gave him a kick to his head. I even kneed his groin really hard. I could hear a collective, decidedly male 'Oww…' come from the spectator stands around the stage.

To my utter annoyance, it didn't affect him.

At all.

Adan just stood there. He began to smirk.

Aw shucks.

Sorry I couldn't finish the fight scene. TT_TT I wanted to, but I was trying to make it more detailed, and I was getting tired so... *sigh* here's the result. I'll finish it by next chapter, I promise! ^^ So please look forward to the next chapter next week! Hehe!