Considered Good or Evil?
A dark purple blade and a light blue blade shot towards each other; smacking each other back at the impact of their collision. They skidded to a halt before zooming back at the other; obviously wanting more. They struck at each other once more; but a large wave of power came off their blades from the collision, as they also pushed each other back. They both stopped in front of their owners' feet; staring the other down, waiting for a command from their owners.
Dia smirked cunningly at Faye; who had replied with her own sly smile. Both had tricks up one's sleeve; already having assumptions about their opponents plans. Their smirks or smiles hadn't removed themselves from their pretty faces; stating that they had something in mind for the other. Their will and continuation of the battle implanted on their faces; showing signs that neither of them were giving up without a fight.
"Dianna; let's bring this battle up a notch" Dia called towards her blade; which responded with its own dark purple aura glowing around the blade.
"Fenrir; time to strike to end this" Faye called towards her blade; which also responded with a light blue glow around the blade.
The battle intensified as they continued to strike each other; sending out waves of power that shook the ground, increasing the thought that the battle could sincerely be dangerous. Neither Dia nor Faye were showing signs of losing concentration for a split second; for that split second could be the end of the line for them.
Cecil; Brooke and Ella stood at the side, watching the intense battle play out before them. Ella was in awe at the amazing battle her sister and her friend were displaying; the excitement was overwhelming inside her; she just wants to join in, or to fight a beybattle of her own. Nevertheless; this ongoing battle was pushing her, and tempting for her to begin her own battle. In other words; Ella was hyperactive, which was caused by the battle.
Dianna and Fenrir smacked into each other; knocking each other back. Dia and Faye felt the impact of the blades' collision; but the waves of powers were felt by everyone around. Both human and bit-beast alike were not having any thoughts on giving up the match; not in a long shot. Dia and Faye looked to each other with a glint of a plan in their eyes; non-participants of the battle, saw the look in both their eyes, already guessing they had something up their sleeves.
Dianna's a lioness which has an extremely nasty temper and attitude. She's a beige colour in her fur coat; as for her eyes, they are a golden yellow. She takes nothing from nobody else but her master. She absolutely hates losing and when she does; they next battle she has, she'll destroy the blade to get her temper down. She absolutely adores being stroked and having her coat brushed; which can be done by her blade being cleaned.
Fenrir's a gigantic wolf which has strength beyond imagination. His power is completely sealed until it is willed to be brought out. So far; Fenrir had no need to show his true strength, he and his master decided to never show it till a battle that really is necessary for it to be shown. His fur coat's light blue; eyes were as black as ebony, but his claws were tainted with blood, staining them for all eternity.
"Blazing storm" Faye spoke coolly.
Fenrir complied with his master's whim by fire coming out of the light blue blade; soon turning into a whirlwind made of fire. Dia covered her eye sight from the burning flames that were coming out of Faye's blade. A burning fire appeared inside Dia; a will some would call it, and it was coursing through her to react quickly.
"Water upsurge" Dia reacted towards Faye's attack.
Water rose out from her blade like a fire had begun to take control. It soon turned into a volcanic eruption; but instead of it being lava, it was water that was plummeting towards the light blue blade of fire. The two attacks collided; steam was produced from the attacks, causing everyone's eye sight to be completely cascaded with smoke. Everyone around had to cover their eyes with their arms in order to fight away the steam from their eyes.
Angel stared at him as she continued to sit there in her patronising fear. She'd never have actually thought that she'd see him again after a short time. The last time she'd seen his face was when she was eleven years old; the very year when she had gained amnesia. Ever since then she wasn't able to remember anything from that age and below.
She swallowed the lump in her throat; which was caused out of her fear. Her deep blue eyes trembled. Half of her hair hung in front of her whilst the other half was laid against her back. Her eyes stared connected with his eye lock; not wanting to miss his movements, she already knew that she was in deep and terrible danger.
"Y-Yami" she stated with her voice quivering.
"You've caused much trouble for me; haven't you, Angel?" his voice sent shivers down her spine.
Those shivers down her spine weren't of a good feeling; she hadn't a clue how he fount her, but she did have a clue that she was in deep shit. She already had the biggest clue what he and his gang were up to and what they wanted; but she didn't have a clue what it had to do with her.
He started to begin his walk towards her; his dangerous sinister blue eyes not once left hers. The darkness of his eyes looked very close to black; but with the more observation from one's sight, the more his deadly eye colour became clearer. There were two reasons why she couldn't move anywhere; one was because of the lake behind her, and two, she was absolutely frozen in place from her overpowering fear.
He continued to approach her; closing the distance between them both. The harsh storm above cracked with lightning zipping across the sky. Thunder soon announced itself a few seconds afterwards. The wind continuously blew furiously; blowing Angel's hair all over the place, but a whisper was upon the wind, only allowing Angel to hear its words.
Angel shook her head; but soon stared into his eyes with seriousness and hatred. She stood; turning to face him as she did so. Her arms were by her side; but they were clenched into fists, which were tightened with anger. Her jaw was tight and hard looking on her features; also stating that she was angry as well, for the firmness she had clenched her teeth. Without a second thought of him; her shoes or socks, she sprinted to her left. His immediate reaction instantly came into play as he started to chase after her.
His jaw was set hard and firm with anger; his eyes were burning with the flames of anguish. He wasn't about to let her go when he had finally got her where he wanted her. It was only four years ago when he had attempted to complete his ultimate goal; but she had escaped from him, and disappeared for about four long years. Now he had fount her; he wasn't about to let her get away like last time.
For four long years; she had managed to hide herself from him for that long, he admits that he's indeed impressed with her, but this petty game was about to end. To think that over those years she'd actually have the guts to do something that's against her true nature; now that had shocked him completely. She truly had become a more stubborn; aggressive, defensive and rebellious woman over the years. He'd never thought that she'd ever be as much trouble before; but in the end it would all be very rewarding.
Her athletic abilities have most defiantly increased; but the most shocking part was that it had increased far beyond his expectations. But was that all that had increased over the four years? So far that was what he had anticipated from the results that he has seen; through seeing her for a few mere minutes. He certainly guaranteed to himself that that was the only thing that had increased throughout the whole four years; considering the rest of her skills and abilities are extremely hard to increase.
Kitty: I know its short; but my brains shutting down T^T
Brooke: Don't you worry; you're doing great
Garland: Start putting us into it more
Brooke: *Hits his head* Shut up; you meanie!
Garland: God; women are pains in the butt
Brooke: Men are such morons; when they're being daft towards people's feelings
Cecil: HIYA peoples
Garland: What are you doing here?
Cecil: Kitty allowed me *Sticks out tongue at him*
Garland: Child
Cecil: Am Not. Get him Celestial *Celestial chases him*
Garland: *Runs away from her*
Kitty: See you next time XD