Hello all!
So there's going to be a fighting scene here, and as usual, it's going to be crap. So please tell me if there are any mistakes with what I typed, and I'll take it with great grace ;)
And I made a few mistakes in the former chapters, I just need to find them and correct then (grins)
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"GOOD MORNING!"
Otto and Wing groaned, as Shelby and Laura stormed into their room. Since they'd become 'bosom buddies' over the past few days, the two girls had taken a habit to busting into their room in the early morning, just to annoy them.
It wasn't that early. In fact, it was 9:56 am, but usually the two boys woke up late when they could. It looked as though they wouldn't today. Again.
"Please tell me that the building's on fire and that is why you are waking us up." Wing muttered. "Sadly, no, but you two should get up for a new day." Laura said, sounding chipper. Otto growled at the two girls.
"Ooh, and how's Snow White? Feeling a little off-beat today?" Shelby asked, slinging her arm over Otto's neck. He sluggishly removed it, and tried to burrow back under his blanket.
"Aw, Otto looked so cute when he did that! Like a little white mouse!" Laura exclaimed, woobie-ing (1) at the cuteness. He quickly came out from his 'burrow', and hissed like a snake. Wing rubbed his forehead.
"Please, you two, we appreciate your... concern for our punctuality, but Otto isn't a morning person and if you bother him any more he may blow a fuse." He said. The two girls gave a long 'aww', but soon enough they skipped out of the room. Otto sighed, and burrowed under the sheets again.
Wing got up to shower. There was no use in going back to sleep if he was woken up by six o' clock golden girls. He dragged himself to the bathroom, and slammed the door closed.
Otto muttered something about 'big loud bombs', before attempting to go back to sleep. As an agent under Number One's order, he never, if ever, got to have a proper sleeping pattern. However, he was far away as he could be from his boss at the moment, and so he used it to sleep. In fact, Otto himself was amazed at the fact that he had no visible eye bags.
After what felt like five minutes, but was actually twenty, he was woken up by Wing.
"Are you alright?" he asked. "You were mumbling in your sleep."
"Really?" asked Otto. "Well, I'm not sure then." He rolled off the other direction, until he fell down, landing in an undignified heap. Wing gave a small chuckle before lending a hand.
"You should bathe already. We still have to eat before anything else." He said. Otto could survive without the 'most important meal of the day'. In fact, he could survive on a tiny ration bar for two weeks without getting sick. But then again, this meal was yet another luxury he wouldn't afford everyday at home.
"Mmphemgtinp." He muttered unintelligibly. Otto unraveled himself from the blanket he curled around his body, before grabbing clothes from his closet and going to the bathroom.
Wing chuckled lightly at the antics of his new friend. At first, Otto seemed like a quiet, unsocial albino, but he'd slowly been revealing himself in the past days. Wing smiled at that. He always seemed to appreciate little things like that.
From under his thin white polo was his necklace. He grabbed the white Yang symbol on his chest and began to slow his breathing. Wing practiced relaxation at the beginning of each day to clear his mind of distractions. However, when he touched the small pendant, memories began flowing into his mind instead of leaving.
Wing remembered his friend who'd given him the thing. When he saw Otto, he was shocked. However, the boy seemed to give no sign of recognition, so he dismissed it as a coincidence that he and his friend looked alike. But what are the chances of there being an albino who looks like him, and is almost the same age as me? He wondered.
Wing shook his head as though he were a dog trying to dry itself. He sighed, and went to fixing his hair instead of meditating. He would do that later.
Otto walked out of the bathroom in only a robe and his boxers. He took claim to his dresser, only putting on the rest of his clothes there. Wing raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
"The steam from the hot water made the bathroom hotter than a volcano vent." He said. Wing was about to ask how he knew how hot a volcano was, until there was a knock on the door. Wing told whoever it was to come in, and so Maya entered the room.
"Hey you two… why is Otto half naked?" she asked. She didn't have a single hint of a blush. In fact she seemed just questioning.
"The bathroom was too hot." He replied, and she gave a small 'ah'. "Well, you guys should go eat or something, since the menu in the Dining Hall's about to change to lunch." she said, and they both nodded.
"And you aren't disturbed by the half-nakedness?" Otto asked blatantly. "Nope. Where I lived, men were usually half-naked. My brothers never bothered for shirts when the climate was too hot." Maya replied. She closed the door, leaving the two alone again.
"Well, get dressed, then we can eat." Wing said, tying his hair up into his ponytail. Otto nodded, slipping a blue shirt over his head and pinning the flag of UK on it.
"So early?"
Wing and Otto met up with Shelby and Laura, who were just looking for them. They were about to wake them up again, until they met up with them.
Right when they entered the Dining Hall, however, two persistent rings pierced the noise. The crowds cleared like dust being blown away, leaving a giant empty space in the hall. After five minutes, two girls came out from the two sides of the crowd.
Two large screens popped out from the walls, with the info about the two competitors. Phann Rom, a small and thin Cambodian teen, carried a bamboo staff. According to her bio, she was a sixteen year old Bokator expert. She'd recently received the black krama and, after the Battala de Paz, had decided to pursue the gold krama. She had waist long hair in an intricate braid, and had a nervous smile on her face.
Senka Prodanovic was a tall and well-built girl, with pale white skin. Her hair was bob-cut and a deep brown and she had a wicked smirk on her face. She threateningly waved a small axe around, and a pouch with three knives clacked on her side. In another pouch was a bag of…
"Are those raspberries?" Maya asked when she found the four of them in the crowd. Billie followed.
"Yep. Apparently, Miss Prodanovic adores raspberries and she usually goes through five packs per day." She said. "Nice." Maya said, grinning. "She's also an expert on Svebor, a Serbian martial art which somehow incorporates the major fighting styles." Billie added, smiling.
"May Buddha have mercy on your soul." Rom said timidly, and Senka popped a raspberry in her mouth. "As with you, ljubljen." She replied slyly. Rom gulped, and jumped.
About a meter high from the ground, Rom swung her bamboo staff downwards, aiming for Senka's shoulder. She dodged it easily, grabbing her foot and pushing it away from her body. Rom landed on her two feet, letting go of the bamboo staff. She ignored the fallen stick, and took up a ready stance.
Senka moved forward, ready to push the other down to her knees, when Rom quickly pulled out the lengthy hair tie she wore. Her hair stayed behind her ears, so she wasn't distracted when she unfurled the tie and twisted it around her enemy's neck. Senka stopped moving for a few seconds, until her arms wrapped around Rom's and flipped her over.
Rom rolled back to a standing position, and she threw a kick at Senka's neck. She dodged it, but the tip of Rom's foot scraped against her neck. The hit was a pain that seared through the skin. Senka hissed as she grabbed the bleeding area.
She went for the torso again, as the other quickly raised the cloth in her hand. However, she grabbed the hand that was raised, twisted it towards her body then threw it back. Rom was sent flying, landing hard on the floor.
She this time hissed, and when Senka front-rolled to her, she jumped over her and roped her ankle. Pushing it into an awkward ankle, Rom caught her in a twist.
When the girl leaned forward, Senka grabbed her shoulders and flipped her over. Rom lost her grip on the rope, and it stayed on Senka's leg as she flipped off. The moment she stood up, she got a face full of feet, when Senka did a flying kick using both her legs. Rom fell back, and Senka landed safe.
She stood up and uncurled the hair tie off her leg. Rom looked dizzy at first, before she fell unconscious.
"Senka Prodanovic wins this round of Battala de Paz." Nero said from the safety of the grand table. Instead of approaching her new friends, however, Senka approached Rom, who was waking up. She took both her hands, and pulled her up.
"You good?" she asked kindly. Rom nodded.
"That was a good fight. I had much fun." Rom said quietly. Senka nodded, and ate a raspberry. She offered her foe one, and Rom took it with grace.
"And that is one of the true meanings of Battala de Paz." Wing muttered, smiling at the way the two fighters were acting.
(1) Woobie: a character you want to give a big hug, wrap in a blanket and feed soup to when he or she suffers so very beautifully (according to tvtropes)
Well, it's nighttime, and I'm going to sleep soon, so I don't have much to say ;) G'night!
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