CHAPTER 3: A Battle Against Fire versus Fire

A-01 had already finished his routine run during his stay at the feudal era. He returned back to his home to retire, as army personnel and blend back to his normal life, just like few years ago.

However, Amar-kun was in the mood of exploring a little at the Feudal Era. While he's at it, the ex-army personnel were on high hopes that he won't bump into Sesshomaru by accident. That's because his werewolf form almost defeated him, but thanks to his second soul, he nearly took Rin out.

"I swear that I really need a restriction charm or spell." He muttered, unaware of a stalker right behind him.

When he noticed it, Amar turned around to see nothing – nobody is actually behind him.

"I hate it when somebody sneaks around." Amar said, lifting his rifle, equipped with a grenade launcher. "Show yourselves!"

Then, out of nowhere, a fireball came screaming to his direction, but Amar quickly dodged it.

"For someone who had a witty sense, you sure do talk a lot." A red- clad figure, tough like a body builder, appeared.

"Don't move! This is an order from Falcon's Cross!" Amar yelled without noticing that he had replaced Falcon's Plus with Falcon's Cross.

"Oh, so you're from the Falcon's Cross Division, eh?" The red figure said. "That means you're a part of the Resistance army - in which I must exterminate!"

Amar gulped. A simple mistake made everything turned upside-down for him. He didn't have any choice; except fighting the robot-like thing in front of him. It appears that the stranger was ready with unbelievably large knuckledusters (that's what A-01 thinks.) Amar had set his assault rifle ready.

"Ready, Maverick? I'll turn you into a heap of junk!"

"Do as you wish." Amar taunted back.

A-01 made his move first by firing his grenade launcher but before the grenade reach its target, it exploded mid-air.

"What the…"

"Your pathetic weapon could never reach me, you hear?" He taunted again, clearly stating that Amar was nowhere near him.

Amar-kun growled like an animal. "Grr… just who the heck are you? Are you a demon?!"

"A demon I'm not, and I'm Fefnir. By the way, I'm a Guardian Reploid, that means I have the right to destroy you, a Maverick!"

"Do I look like some inanimate object, Fefnir?"

"In my case, it's a yes." Fefnir replied, firing a fireball at Amar but he quickly covered himself with a Tactical Shield.

However, the fireball's impact upon explosion was so strong that it made the ex-army personnel flew off in impact.

"You see? All of your tactics will never work on me!" Fefnir guffawed.

Amar slowly got up into a crouch before he loaded another grenade into the grenade launcher fitted with the M4 Carbine.

"You sure are stubborn lot for a Maverick." Fefnir said.

"Stop… calling… me… THAT!!!"

A sharp blowing sound could be heard and Fefnir tries to shoot the grenade, only find that it was a smoke grenade.

"Don't try to run away, you coward!"

"I'm right here, can't ya see?" Amar called from the same spot he was when he lauched the grenade. "Fire in the hole!"

Like when the fireball Fefnir shot hit the target, Amar's HE grenade threw Fefnir for a few good feet before the Guardian skids to a stop.

"How impressive, you can catch up with me now." Fefnir commented, rising up to his feet.

"Hard work of playing video games sometime worth a while, you know."

"I tell you what, Maverick. You're… finished!" Fefnir announced. "Meteor Rain!" He yelled on top of his voice, aiming both knuckle busters to the air, firing randomly.

Time to test the Crush! Amar screamed mentally. "DIVINE STORM!!!"

Then, rain came a la Hydrant Star, but the drizzle was a short, heavy downpour. Fefnir's Meteor Rain was useless as few harmless pebbles fell to the ground. Not even single of them hit Amar's head.

"T-that's impossible! How can you control nature?!"

"That's, my friend, is the power that resides in magic." Amar smugly stated, although the Item Crush had drained almost 95 of his energy. "I didn't even do anything to nature. It's all from yourself."

"…"

"What's wrong, Fefnir?" He asked.

"You're actually weakening yourself. That technique had actually drained your own energy. How stupid can you go?" Fefnir smirked a bit before he started guffawing again.

"Now you'd mentioned it… Laurel!" Amar said throwing leaves into the air.

With a brief flash, some wounds were healed and his stamina is partially recovered.

"What? What is going on?!"

"I told you that I'm not a Maverick. I'm a human."

"Hmph! If you said so earlier, I shouldn't try too hard in killing you!" Fefnir yelled, pointing a finger at Amar.

Amar give a winning smirk. "Next time, give out some greeting, not firing your knuckles at the confused lots."

"…"

"By the way, I'm Amar." Amar said, offering his right hand to Fefnir.

Fefnir accept the hand hesitantly, but he shook Amar's hands.

However, when both of them are shaking hands, both Amar and Fefnir felt a jolt coursing through their hands. Amar and Fefnir immediately withdrew their hand from each other.

"What the hell was that?" Amar started, with his usual cursing tone still intact.

"I don't know… something must've flowing into our hands."

"Whatever that was, I felt something bad is going to happen sooner or later."

A/N: Yay! I'm finished with chapter 3! Thanks for showing your support! I'll do my best in revitalizing my works! Until then, read on and review! TQ!