Rune Factory Arena
Chapter 11
Battle-20 Day-2
Mist vs. Rosetta
*Destiny Battle*
"What the?" the Grand Marshall said as he saw the two fighters come in, "Curator... Do you think the gods were bluffing when they chose these two?"
"The gods are not one to make a jest." the Curator mumbled, "Why do you say so?"
"Those two look like average women... Nothing like a great fighter." the Marshall said, "Oh well... If they fight, I they fight!"
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Character Background:
Mist:
Date of Birth- Year 499
Date of Death- Year 567
A strange girl with much potential, though she doesn't seem like a warrior type. Not much can be said other than that she helped Raguna in his quests in Kardia and Trampoli... As well as her large fond for turnips.. All around "fighter"...
Rosetta:
Date of Birth- 499
Date of Death- 569
A hardworking young woman also with much potential. Why did she get resurrected to participate in the largest tournament of the millennium if she doesn't fight? Oh well... All around..
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"Say..." Rosetta said as she looked at Mist, "I never imagined this would happen.. Very well.. If it's to the death, so be it."
"I hope what Raguna taught me works..." Mist mumbled as she grabbed her sword, "Alright.. I'm ready!"
"Very well!" Rosetta yelled and the battle was on!
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"Hyah!" Mist did a cut, though she missed horribly and landed on the ground due to the weapon's weight,
"Ha ha!" Rosetta laughed and ran to stab with her spear, only for Mist to roll out of the way at the last second.
"Woah!" Mist said as she stood up, "You're good, Rosetta!"
"Raguna taught me." Rosetta responded, "He saw I was being harassed by monsters on my rounds so he helped me."
"That's nice!" Mist yelled and ran to strike the clerk, this time she did hit,
"AUGH!" Rosetta screamed as the blade pierced her side,
"Ha ha!" Mist laughed, "I got- WAH!" she yelled as Rosetta got a surprise jab into her right thigh.
"Ha!" Rosetta chuckled, "That's what you-OOF!" she grunted when Mist punched her in the face.
"HYAH!" Mist yelled and kicked, knocking Rosetta to the ground, then she pulled the spear out of her body.
"Shoot!" Rosetta growled as she hit the sandy ground, "ARGH!" she yelled and dragged Mist by the collar with her. "You little vixen!" she yelled as she punched Mist in the face, having her pinned down,
"Get off!" Mist screamed and grabbed one of her fists, then delivered a powerful slap!
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"200 gold on the blond one!" one of the spectators told a man in a red throne-like chair,
"They're both blond, stupid!" the man responded,
"The one in the blue armor!" the spectator said and brought a bag of coins.
"Anyone else?" the man asked the crowd near him,
"500 to the one in white armor!" a woman came up, "She's beating the crap out of the other!"
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"GAH!" Mist screamed as Rosetta's fist struck her jaw,
"How's that for power!?" Rosetta yelled and did a roundhouse kick to her chest.
"Rosetta!" Mist yelled, "Stop! We're friends!"
"Not out here we're not!" Rosetta yelled and started to grab her by the neck, intending on choking her.
Mist was devastated, "H-how?!" she gagged,
"This is an arena, Mist! There are no friends here!" Rosetta yelled.
At once, Mist became furious at her words, and using the last of her strengths, went into a blind rage and gave a nice uppercut to Rosetta's stomach, knocking the wind out of her.
"Gah..." Rosetta moaned and held the damaged area,
"GRAH!" Mist yelled and kicked her down, then she had her pinned. "You-YOU!" Mist started to angrily cry as she beat her friend, "YOU LIAR!"
"AHHHH!" Rosetta screamed in pain, trying to block the hits, but was unsuccessful.
"GRAAAHHHH!" Mist screamed, and out of nowhere pulled out a golden turnip, which she used to repeatedly smash Rosetta's head. "DIE DIE! DIE DIE!" she yelled with each blow.
It was over.. Mist's anger had subsided, and there laid Rosetta, skull cracked by a vegetable...
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"Ah rats!" the woman who had bet 500 gold on Rosetta yelled,
"Alright!" the man who had bet on Mist rejoiced as he acquired a large sum of money.
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"I do not want to talk..." Mist grumbled to the reporter as she silently walked away...
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"Death by a turnip! Ooh!" the anouncer said, "Now... For the next match... Doug vs... the Zzyzx Mechanism?" he asked in confusion, then double checked the list. "That's what it says..." he mumbled, "Oh well..."