A section of the stone walkway shattered into a hundred pieces as the volt weapon crashed down on it, creating yet another fissure. The blade had missed it's intended target... again. the girl wielding the said weapon merely brandished it again and lunged at the 'enemy'
"What the hell is wrong with you?" shouted the 'enemy', a lone male. Unlike the former, he was unarmed, and dodging by the skin of his teeth. Only time-honed instincts coupled with battle experience allows him to escape death despite the overwhelming disadvantage.
*Crash!* another swing, another near miss, another few seconds of life bought. The girl mechanically brandished her weapon, activated 'accel' and charged once again. The boy, sensing the bloodlust, would then dodge the fatal blow. This action repeated for roughly a minute.
The boy sensing he would not last long, took the opportunity to widen the distance immediately after the next attack came. at the same time twisted his silver armlet, releasing the nanopacked armor within. In the scant amount of time between the intervals the girl attacked, the armor enveloped his body and the shields activated just in time to deflect the blade aiming at his neck- albeit at the cost of roughly 90% of his Shield energy.
'Dammit, why can't I hit him!' were Katelyn's initial thoughts after her first few attacks had failed hence she decided to tire him out before landing her finishing blow. She surmised that even as an assault limiter, he only had so much stamina and at best above average athletics. Unfortunately for her, the boy was far from the ordinary limiter. She didn't know that the boy she was facing was not from this world, underestimated his abilities, and, clouded by her growing irritation and anger, continued to miss her blade's intended target despite the fact she had already doubled her speed.
*crash!
Her last attack had been dodged yet again, and he had widened the distance
'Finally, you're dead!' she thought as she activated triple accel- one of her best skills, and slashed at his neck.
...to no avail, he activated his armor-and her attack bounced off harmlessly.
"if thats how you want it then!"
Katelyn widened their distance and activated her armor: pandora mode.
'Three minutes...' as she redied her stance
'two minutes fifty eight seconds...' the blade comes crashing down
the two seconds were all she needed as an obvious crack appeared on his gauntlet.
'SHIT!'
her last attack was so powerful that it drained the last of his shields and even fractured his armor. Thomas knew his already few cards were diminishing rapidly. As if to mock him from the grave, the shield generator was also overloaded. He was fighting a losing battle, and his opponent most likely knew.
'no choice...' he thought as he drew a knife, the kind that most marines carried and certainly one of the more reliable weapons- just in time. He parried the next swing and angled it away- a few inches from his feet. Following through, he twisted his body, connecting his elbow with the girl's neck...
The girl doubled over and her weapon fell to the floor. Clutching her neck as she gasped for breath, her consciousness began to fade. His strike was strong enough to crack her armor as well.
'No, It can't end like this...'
Her vision began to black, but the thought of failure spurred her on.
She couldn't fail here, if she did, she would have failed her best friend...
She picked up her fallen weapon and charged at him.
Thomas, thinking she was out of action for the time being, let his guard down.
BAD. She got up and swung once more at him, she missed yet it the wild yet swift attack threw him off balance, falling on his arse.
'SHIT!' he thought as his assailant swung her blade for the finishing blow. Thomas used his knife to misdirect death to his side, at the cost of his knife, it was now cracked as well, rendering it useless. He kicked the ground to gain some space as the pandora followed him.
They danced under the darkening sky, fleeting shadows as the ground trembled under the pandora's swings. Thomas knew he wasn't going to last much longer, his assailant was out for blood and if he was to fight on even ground the woman had to lose her blade.
'Now's the time i guess...' as he drew an energy blade.
with any luck, and the right timing, the plasma blade should at least damage the volt weapon, even better if he cut it in half. After all, as he had seen and was currently experiencing, the pandora were lousy fighters in a one-on-one combat. They had too many openings. With no better ideas, Thomas charged.
The pandora, too charged, both sides swinging their weapons, the pandora to kill and the soldier to incapacitate. Both sides poised to end the skirmish...
"STOP IT BOTH OF YOU!" shouted a voice. Immediately both sides froze. Thomas looked at the direction of the source of the powerful voice and saw one girl. He recognized her as Chiffon Fairchild, the current student president and rank 1 in west Genetics. Thomas's assailant glared at Chiffon and retreated, although the latter did not pursue.
Sensing the relative safety, Thomas switched off his energy sword, the blade of plasma retreating into it's handle.
"Thanks... I guess..." He said to the president.
"Hey, hey say it with more conviction!" she grins back. "Well, ill accept either way. Anyhow what did you do err... Mr Shubaltz hmm? It's a general fact that Katelyn hates men but for her to try to kill you means that you pissed her off." she added
"Something about revenge... I haven't hurt anyone, much less merited a death sentence... " answered Thomas. "I don't suppose you know?"
"Haha, tough luck. And no figure that out yourself hm?"
Chiffon turns and stares at the moon, sighs.. "Well then, head back to your dorm Shubaltz it's getting late... Unless, your out here to meet someone?
"N-nope, Ill head back then Prez. Thanks again" the soldier replies and the two part ways, the girl remaining on the destroyed path, while the boy returning to his dorm.
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Thomas closed the door to his room, and set himself down on a chair. Fortunately he was assigned to a room where he didn't have to share so his equipment was strewn all around. He made a mental note to organize everything within the week but his priorities lay in repairing his it off, he deployed the full size and visually examined the damage. Although it was not substantial, the arm would need time to fix itself. Thomas activated the self-repair function of the suit and left it to its work. As he lay down on his bed, several thoughts crossed his mind but one in particular lingered. The girl named Katelyn. What was their connection? Why was she out to kill him? These sort of thoughts remained as he drifted off to sleep.
FINALLY CHAPTER 7 IS DONE :D
although I said ill try to upload early, problems with term exams came up- Bear with a 2 week Hiatus...
As usual, Comments, suggestions or violent reactions are always welcome. {just dont let me wake up to a pack of explosives strapped to my ass or the like...}
Reviews are also welcome, After all A writer only improves with practice and some sort of guidance.
TO all of you regardless Thanks for the support (no this fanfic is far from over) so please continue to support me in this endeavor...
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FREEZING OR HALO
Hope to return ASAP. CIAO!
