A/n: Phew! Wrote out another chapter! :D It's a little short but oh well ^_^
Chapter 6: Reaper vs. Psyche
The girl that stood before her couldn't have been more than eight years old. Her rich mahogany locks held strong hints of red and her silver eyes shone brighter than the moon that illuminated the snow outside. Jaez grit her teeth and let out a frustrated breath.
She's just a kid! For goodness' sake, I expected some snotty, arrogant teenager! They aren't very hard to deal with since they tend to usually lack a certain sense of coordination.
"Don't expect any lack of coordination from me," the girl replied to Jaez' thoughts.
"Looks like they thought starting you guys out extra-young was a good thing," Jaez spitefully. Thinking back she realized that she had never really asked Death just how old this girl was.
"Eight." The girl said with a slight smirk.
Jaez was getting very irritated now, "Enough with the mind games," she straightened herself and continued, "Out of my way kid. You're not going to stop me."
Psyche still had that assertive grin on her pale face, "I disagree….Reaper? That's your name isn't it?"
Jaez clenched her fists, "Yeah, and what of it?"
"Nothing," Psyche said politely. "I was just thinking about how much fun this will be. I've never really had the chance to fight at my full potential but now I get to do just that. And what's even better is that I get to fight that way against a legend." She cocked her head slightly to the side and continued with her unnerving smile.
Jaez continued to glare at the girl and the more she did, the more familiar she looked. It seemed as if she had seen her before; She just couldn't pinpoint from where.
"I really don't care if I remind you of someone or not," Psyche said as she pulled of her blue jacket, "Your path ends here." With that said, the girl reached down to her side and unhooked a pair of sais from her belt. Jaez didn't even have time to think, when Psyche suddenly darted forward. Catching her off-guard, Psyche managed to slash at Jaez' arm. She spun around and swung her leg along the floor to knock Jaez down, but was surprised when her hit didn't strike its mark.
In one swift move, Jaez had not given Psyche the chance to get her again by leaping to the other side of the hallway. Psyche frowned and sped forward with blinding speed.
She can't outrun me. Psyche thought, No one can outrun me. She lunged forward only to find a wall in front of her. A quick whoosh told her that Jaez had jumped over her. Psyche heard Jaez' plan to send her flying with a roundhouse kick and averted the danger. Before Psyche could counterattack, she heard Jaez' next move: a quick backhand punch. This time, she barely managed to dodge.
What? She was stunned. How is this possible?! Psyche thought in alarm She moves far too quickly! In the attempt to throw Jaez off balance Psyche blindly kicked out. Something hard hit her leg, but it was not Jaez' midsection. Instead, she had struck Jaez' armguard and was sent flying back with a counter.
What is this?! I can barely keep up with her, her moves are too fast. Even after reading her mind, I can't counter quick enough! Psyche was beginning to get angry. Another attack, another miss. Damn it!She's too fast! She hadn't been trained to fight against people with her same agility. All her life she had conquered all who opposed her only because they posed no exertion on her part. But this was different; she could lose this fight.
As the girl continued to lash out at her, Jaez couldn't help but continue questioning where she had seen this kid before. As much as she wanted to let go of the notion, she couldn't. Psyche struck a few more times before Jaez knocked her back again. Why is this girl so familiar!?
Taking note of Jaez' frustration, Psyche lunged forward again and managed to land a hit. The sai's sharpened blade cut through her side and caused Jaez' to lose balance. Not daring to strike twice Psyche jumped back and took up an offensive stance as Jaez fell down. The blades of her weapons were pointed in Jaez' direction.
Jaez got up while holding her bleeding side, and scowled, "Alright Psyche, I've had enough of this!"
Putting thoughts of her injury aside, she pulled off her leather trench coat and revealed the katana strapped to her back. Quickly undoing the straps, Jaez pulled the sheathed sword forward and hooked it to her belt. She put one hand around the sheath and the other hovered above the hilt. With one foot forward, she took up an offensive stance that left her prepared to slash down any attack.
You're going down kid.