Wow. After a near month (4 weeks, to be pretty close), I'm finally at least putting something out there. Let me just start off by saying sorry for the month where I said I would be doing new chapters every week. We can obviously see where that went (nowhere, if you can't guess.) I know it might sound bad, but I just became uninterested as a whole, and I know the next chapter is not going to be fun to write (did you honestly think I wrote a chapter when it's an Author's Note?) But, seriously though, I won't say exactly when, but Chapter 4 will be up in the next week. It's all dependent on how I feel when I get home that determines whether it will be up today or next Monday. I'm not going to leave you completely in the dark, however. I'll throw those of you who actually read a nice little bone, and give a little preview of what I have planned for Chapter 4.
Trent was standing in the middle of the courtyard. With Cardin. This surely won't end well for him, Trent thought a bit wickedly.
"So, punk, what makes you think you can beat me in a one-on-one?" Cardin asked.
Well, you sort of challenged me, so it's kind of the other way around, Trent thought frankly. Instead, he replied with, "I have more power in my left hand than you do in your whole body, you narcissistic prick."
"Uhh... nar-sisis... Whatever, I'm about to prove you so wrong you runt-ass piece of garbage," Cardin replied, clearly annoyed. He couldn't understand what Trent just said, it appeared. He lifted his mace high above his head without any forewarning, or any indication to let Trent know the battle had begun. I wonder how long it'll be before Ozpin or Goodwitch finds out about this little event, Trent thought a bit sourly. It turned out, however, that he was thinking for far too long to correct himself, and in turn got hit with the full blow of Cardin's mace.
"Hahaaah, how's it feel? I bet it doesn't feel that good, now does it? Maybe you should think before you challenge someone, punk." Cardin gloated annoyingly. Trent just healed himself up using his aura. He remained down however, for the blow to the head gave him a bit of a headache, but that was pretty much the worst of it.
Cardin took it to the next level though.. "God, I wonder what whore would have to get going to give birth to a disgrace like you? I mean, honestly, you are TERRIBLE." Cardin laughed wholeheartedly.
It took Trent to register what Cardin had just said, partly due to the fact that he had a slight headache and what he just said was so blunt that it couldn't process for a second. But when it did process, though, boy, it did.
Trent put on a wicked smile, one very similar to a madman's. He was waiting for something like this. Finally, a source to vent his anger was standing right in front of him in the shape of a meatbag about to get fried.
"Ohohoh, Cardiiiin..." He said with a pleasant voice.
"What is it now?" Cardin replied.
"Fight's not over yet, buddy." Trent replied with the most sadistic grin he could muster (he's gotten, up, by the way.) One that for the first time in his life, Cardin was actually nervous about.
The clouds began to muster over Beacon and Trent's eyes began to flicker to that familiar neon electric blue state.
"I would suggest you beg for mercy now, Cardin." Trent said.
"Not in a million years, you shit," Cardin replied a bit more nobly than he intended to.
"If you wish it so then." Trent pointed his hand towards the sky, and a few seconds later, lightning struck right next to Cardin's body.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Cardin screamed in outrage and fear, as he finally began to realize the predicament he was in. Surprisingly, he found he couldn't move.
"Do you like it, Cardin? If you know anything about high-voltage electricity, you'll know that it can render the nervous system useless..." Trent said with an ever-growing, sadistic smile. He lifted his hand back into the air, and began to channel the raw energy that is lightning to strike right onto Cardin's immobile form.
"Hope you like fried rather than scrambled Cardin. If not, you're not about to like the taste..." Trent finished a bit lamely. God that was terrible. Mental note for later, make more menacing catchphrases, Trent thought before he remembered that he was about to kill Cardin. He finally let loose the raw energy and awaited Cardin's scream of pain.
Alright, so pretty much the same old FF stuff, like and favorite if you did enjoy, and/or review if you have to comment on anything. FYI, I can take any flak anyone decide to throw my way, I've dealt with a lot of internet trolls before. Also, remember that the next chapter will be out before next Tuesday. Anyways, take care.