Sylva…. Come here….

He turned towards the voice. Atop a lone pillar sat a girl, violet hair flowing in the wind, beckoning him forward. He took a step towards her and suddenly felt a warm hand holding him back. Looking at his arm made him jump, there was no hand on his arm, and the warm feeling had disappeared.

Sylva…. That's your name you know…. Come here….

And so he- Sylva did. However for every step he took forward, the pillar seemingly ignoring reality moved, as if he took two steps backwards.

You cant reach me…. But you will…. Stay safe, Blayzen….

Suddenly a bright white light filled the world, blocking out all sight, all sound.

He shot up in the bed almost flying out of it. He was gripping the sheets, almost as if his life was dependent upon not moving, like he was scared. Looking around he discovered that it was now day, a very comforting change from the dreary rain, the wind coursing from the window giving him a sort of calm after the dream he had.

"So you're the new kid? You don't look like much."

Sylva jumped, turned to the unknown voice, and discovered a woman leaning against the wall staring at him. She wore a tan and yellow combat suit that you would barely notice if you saw her golden hair. Lilac eyes looked him over while he sat in shock.

"Well? Are you going to tell me you're name kid? Or do I have to beat it out of you?"

"My name? It's….. Sylva. Sylva Blayzen. Who are you?"

"So we have a name now. That means you remembered something, good, it was going to be weird having a student with no name. Oh right, my name is Yang Xiao Long. You can just call me Yang. Im the combat instructor of Rosewall Academy."

Sylva wondered why he of all people was getting a personal visit from her, unless he had slept for three days and not known it, the school year hadn't even started. His confusion was cleared quickly.

"Let me get to the point. You were admitted by Ruby to this school, but you didn't take any entrance exams, so as combat instructor I will be giving you a combat exam. Do you have a weapon?"

"No I do not. Or at the very least I don't know if I do."

She beckoned for me to follow her so I stood, with very little pain surprisingly, and walked behind her all the way to what looked like an armory. Adorning the walls were a vast variety of weapons. Swords, shields, spears, you name it. From guns to yoyos they had it all.

"Sylva, you have an hour to pick a weapon. When I get back you better be ready to fight." Yang then turned towards the heart of the armory. "Vivi! Get over here and help the newbie." Then she walked out not sparing a second glance at Sylva.

For his part Sylva did a good job at not being too bothered by this. He wasn't exactly sure why he needed a weapon for school, but whatever he figured, its not like worrying was going to change it. He set about looking at the weapons. One in particular he liked, it was a dark green long sword, the plaque above it labelling it as a high velocity gun blade. He proceeded to pick it up giving it a nice test swing.

"Don't use that if you don't already know how to work it. You'll cleave someone's guts out swinging like that while resting you're hand on the trigger."

A quiet, condescending voice filled the room, filled with discontent at Sylva's actions. Turning around he saw a boy who looked no older than 14 standing behind him. The boy with dark brown hair and golden eyes looked at him as if to say "stop that you idiot".

"Also what kind of clothes are you wearing if you think you'll be using a sword. You're build and outfit all lend you to being a brawler." The boy turned around towards the end of the hall. "MI-0, find me the prototype we were working on last week." He then turned back to Sylva, who was very perturbed by all this.

"My name is Vivi. MI-0 is my weapon. Nice to meet you.

"Im Sylva, nice to meet you too, so do you talk to your weapon a lot?"

"Yes. Strictly speaking MI-0 is just the name of the AI inside my weapon. It stands for morphus incantation mk 0, but no one wants to say all that, so we just call her MI-0."

"Okay then. What do you mean about my outfit not being right for a sword?"

He blinked a few times as if Sylva had asked a stupid question. Then a loud bang from the back snapped him out of it. "Come on with me." Is what his actions told the green eyed amnesiac.

"What I meant was that the form fitting nature, general lack of armor, and exceptionally durable fabric all indicate that you're supposed to be moving around fast and flexibly. Swordsmen don't do that, as they have deadlier weapons their actions are more thought out, and well to put it simply more deliberate. A brawler like you moves fast and has to react quickly. Thus you wear what you wear."

The explanation he gave made perfect sense to Sylva. Of course that's why he wore a no sleeve shirt, not tight but not loose jeans, and basically nothing else. As they turned the corner he stopped and looked at the floating orb that was trying to pick up a pair of silver gauntlets. He then looked at Vivi for confirmation and was met with a slow nod and a sigh. Vivi then went and grabbed the gauntlets and handed them to Sylva. While Sylva put them on, Vivi went over to MI-0, quickly cancelling the current order and setting it to follow him.

"Let me explain those. We haven't finished them but the main functions are going just fine. So this what we call a BACK or in laymen's terms, a Burst Aura Compression Knuckle, once again no one wants to say all that to refer to it. Their name is Excellion. It works just like a pair of boxing gloves, the only difference being that it doesn't cushion it for your enemy. You following so far?" A short nod from Sylva told him to continue. "Good. Now these gloves have a unique system that will absorb latent aura in the air, then it will store it near infinitely, and once desired and triggered will fire of this compressed aura like a bullet. The efficency level is lacking but only due to the fact that we haven't perfected the aura vacuum yet. The design was inspired by my adoptive mothers weapon, meaning that firing of aura like this will result in the same sort of maneuvers that she can pull off. Mobility, offense, defense; whatever you want it to do this weapon can do it."

Sylva sat there nodding for a bit taking in the information. For some reason, he assumed it was common knowledge, he knew what aura was without remembering it being explained to him. That was good, seeing as how he couldn't remember much else. Looking at the clock over on what he assumed was Vivi's workstation he found that 55 minutes had already passed. He got up, expressed his thanks to Vivi, and began walking back towards the entrance. When he arrived he discovered that Yang was early and already waiting. He saw her look down at his arms and chuckle.

"Vivi, you're a real joker you know that?"

"And who do you think is to blame for that?"

For some reason Sylva didn't understand Yang couldn't stop laughing. Then she grabbed him and dragged him outside. The school was beautiful. Ornate pillars holding up the buildings, beautiful rose bushes sectioning off the courtyard from the main school, and the breathtaking view of the forest nearby. She tossed him into the courtyard. Out of nowhere an iron fence was raised separating the inside of the courtyard from the outside.

"You need only survive for 15 minutes. These are Schnee mechs however so don't play around."

Yang said this and then without a moments hesitation triggered a group of fifteen robots coming out of the ground. They were made of dark metal and appeared to have a sort of red metal sword in their hands. Without warning they rushed forward, so Sylva went by instinct, he rushed forward as well. After closing the distance he went and punched the droid in the face, making the mech stagger, and causing his fist to cry out in pain. In his hurry he had forgotten to trigger the gauntlets that would protect him from stupid pain like that. He then flicked his wrists to bring them out. A faint buzzing was accompanied by them being fully extended. This distraction was accompanied by the blunt ejd of a sword colliding with his face and knocking him to the ground. He stood back up a moment later and lunched the machine that hit him. This time the robot was knocked backwards without his hand screaming.

This went on for about 4 minutes. He had finally started to dodge appropriately when about 4 of the robots put away their swords and transformed their arms into machine guns. Sylva desperately tried to dodge, but each time he did so was accompanied by a cut into his side by one of the other machines. He was out of options.

Then he remembered Vivi.

Throwing his fist out into the air he heard a definite click and watched as a bright ball of light shot out and tore the head of one of the gunners clean off. Smiling to himself he repeated this process for each of the bots who had guns out. Then he went through and mopped up all the remaining ones, firing one round into each of them, one shot one kill.

BANG

Before he knew what was happening Yang had landed in the arena and swiftly brought her fist into his face knocking Sylva flat on the ground with a ringing in his ears. He saw her smiling at him, all smug and confident with newly red eyes, something deep down he hated. He felt something inside him urging him forward. He brought himself to standing, crossed his arms, and roared as he brought them down to his sides. Somehow he knew that his eyes were the same blood red as hers. This mattered not as the display showing him how much aura he had stored started to glow bright yellow. Bringing his fist behind him he launched himself forward. Stepping and turning into his punch he knew she would block it, so he poured all of his rage, and all of his aura into this shot. She was knocked back 3 feet by the explosion, her face a mix of happiness and confusion. That's when Sylva began to pass out for the third time in 24 hours.

The last thing he heard that day was "Fuck that burned" from a startled blond instructor.

Hello everyone. I hope youve had a good day. This chapter is an expression of how my week has been going if you assume im Sylva.

So general note. This story will probably be updated more often than my other stories because I have a desperate need to get this story out of my head if im going to be writing anything else. If you guys dont like that... well I cant judge you.

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- Topaz Smith