A/N: Hi guys, ok I feel REALLY bad for not updating in ages. I didn't have a clue what to write, which is strange as I normally have loads, and there's a chapter I don't know whether to upload or not cause it's kinda like O.o weird and angst and yeah, so I don't know about that chapter. I also have no idea if anyone's actually reading this story, I hope people are, I've had a few views so I'll take it people are which is good, anyway, you probably want the rest of the story don't you, enjoy.
Ooh, also, when the writing goes italic, like this but in the story for more than just one word, that's another characters point of view, in this case Axel's.
Sand. Sand. And more Sand. Well, atleast it was comfy to fall flat on your face on; a thing Xenta soon found out. Her first step out of the portal wasn't even a steady one, though Luckily Axel's arm shot out and firmly caught her wrist to stop her from toppling sideways. For once she was glad the redhead was there.
"Thanks" She mumbled, getting a better balance over the new surface as he let go oh her arm. Part of her wondered why he hadn't just let her fall and laugh, or given her a push on the way. That would've been more like him. Anyway, what had he asked her? Could she fight? That was a very good question actually, could she? Apparently Axel's way of finding out was to throw a sword at her and then charge himself with his Chakrams. Unfortunately Xenta didn't have enough time to process where he'd gotten either weapons from, and instead took a hold of the sword more firmly and miraculously managed to block his first attack.
"You could've warned me!" She said between blows and the clashing of metal, having no idea what she was doing. A vague memory was flashing across her mind of two young boys, one with spiky brown hair, the other long white that were fighting with wooden swords, though their faces were blurred and she had no idea who they were. The younger girl tried to mirror the moves she'd seen in her memory, one of the only she'd had, but Axel was in a whole other league of experienced to fall for any of her pathetic feigning attempts and she didn't have the strength to get past his damned chakrams. She tried again, this time lunging forward and aiming at his chest, right where his heart should be, though failing miserably and getting blocked by the almost bored looking redhead. Scowling, determination flashing through her thoughts she tried again, and again, managing slightly better though nowhere near enough each time. This was ridiculous.
Axel couldn't help the smile that was spreading over his features. True, he wasn't fighting with his full force, and after the initial attack he'd mainly ended up blocking her attempts, but he didn't have to worry about accidentally killing her, though decapitating her MAY do that. Making a mental note to stay away from her head he blocked another one of her attacks easily with one of his chakrams and used the other to take a swipe at her chest. She managed to dodge out of the way though, and even he had to admit he was amazed at her speed, he really hadn't expected much. Maybe that was mean to think so little of the girl infront of him, but that wasn't helped by the fact she almost screamed damsel in distress. Especially with those big green eyes, they seemed even more wide and innocent when she was fighting. Leaning backwards and out of the way of an oncoming sharp object, Axel shook his head slightly, that damsel could look after her self.
It was all going reasonably well however, considering she'd never held a sword before. Well, not that she knew of atleast. That was until the redhead decided he'd had enough of holding back and embedded one of his torture devices into Xenta's arm before grinning and taking a step back.
"You shouldn't have left me an opening" Scowling she looked up at the mad man, dropping the sword and clutching her forearm. The wound was healing quickly, but the ground beneath them was already soaked with deep red blood, and her black coat was now sporting a sleeveless look for one arm.
"You know, just because I can heal, that doesn't mean you can turn me into a shish kebab just for the hell of is, it still HURTS" She replied, her voice rising towards the end. Glancing down at her arm after several seconds she shook it to stop it from tingling. The cut- slash was gone, and the skin now just slightly pinker than the rest of her.
"You're fine" He said, before running at her again. Xenta shut her eyes and turned her head away, hoping to god he'd stop before actually impaling her this time, especially considering she was disarmed. She couldn't help the squeak that parted her lips however as the pyromaniacs left chakram stopped inches from her cheek. "Don't worry," Ok, we'll swap places and you try not to worry, she thought though stayed quiet as he went on. "Wouldn't want to harm your pretty face, just in case it didn't heal" He finished, dropping the chakrams and looking down at her. He was a good 5 inches taller than she was, and he had to bend down a lot to look her in the eyes. Blinking several times the darker haired girl looked away, unable to hold his stare. It was nasty or humiliating, it was just… unnerving. Frowning once more, she moved around him and picked up the sword, examining it properly. It was odd, not like a normal straight sword she'd originally expected it to be, and though one side was completely straight and appeared to be the sharpest part, the other went in almost an 'S' shape, dipping in certain parts. She's never seen anything like it.
"Who's is this?" Looking away from the weapon and over at Axel for a second she raised an eyebrow, hoping he hadn't just stolen it from another organisation member. The older man grinned however, that annoying grin that Xenta wished she could wipe off his face, and took several steps away from her. She noticed his chakrams were back in both his hands but she didn't question it. Surely he wouldn't try to fight her again, she was too tired to hold him off for half aslong as she'd managed to last time.
"Yours" He replied, and unfortunately rushed at her again, this time adding a lovely touch of fire around each of his weapons.
A/N: I'll try get another chapter up soonish Z-Nugget xx