A/N: Wow, I've been gone for a while. I lost interest in fanfiction for a bit but I'm back and wanted to continue with one of my favorite stories I've written. So the style might be a little different but I'm ready to get back into it. Let's go. \

"Why are you here, Yasuo?" Riven's voice was filled with hate. "I'm the one who got kicked out, not you."

He smirked at her. "I'm only here to scout the possible competition."

"It feels like you're here to taunt me." Her fists were tightly clenched.

"Now why would I do that?" His smirk grew as he spoke.

"We both know why I got kicked out of the league, Yasuo. I know why you're really here." She stepped towards him.

My eyes widened. How had Yasuo gotten Riven kicked out?

"Oh? Why might that be?" He leaned forward as she got closer to him.

"To stop me from getting back into the league!" Riven's voice was getting louder as she got angrier.

"Sounds plausible." His face turned serious. "You know there's no way I'm letting you back into the league, Riven."

"I still don't understand why you're doing this to me." She was quieter now, more sad than angry.

"Then you're a bigger idiot than I thought."

"For not knowing whatever random reasons you might have? You've got to be kidding me!" Back to angry.

"I've told you before what you did to me. What you did all those years ago"

She tensed up. before she could respond Yasuo spoke again.

"Someone else is in here."

I sighed and stood up.

Riven's eyes widened. "Khar? What the hell are you doing in here?"

"Khar? A contestant?" Yasuo's voice was cold. He gave me a death glare.

"I could tell something was up so I followed you in here," I explained to Riven, feeling I did the right thing.

"I don't need you to protect me, Khar." Riven's anger was now pointed at me.

"I know you don't, I just-"

"Get out of here. This isn't any of your business." Riven stared me down as Yasuo did.

"I'm sorry," I said quickly as I backed up. "I didn't mean-"

"Get out!" Riven yelled this time.

I walked quickly out of the room and back into the spectating area. I found a bench and sat down, pressing my back against the wall behind it.

"What the hell just happened?"

I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. I wiped the water from my body and scrubbed the moisture from my hair.

After drying off I grabbed clothes for myself. Blue jeans, a black T-shirt, a gray and black jacket, and a pair of black sneakers. I slipped into the clothes and walked out of my room.

I needed to train. I hadn't trained in weeks and it showed during my performance against Acier. I hoped someone would be willing to spar in the training area. Training against dummies was never any fun.

I entered the training area and looked around. The room was massive with difference sections meant for different styles of combat. Many competitors were training, enhancing their skills to fight in the next round.

I could see a fire mage blasting away training dummies, a well-built soldier slashing and dodging in a sparring match with another soldier-type, and someone that caught my eye.

"Tris!" I called to her. She was slashing at projectiles flying towards her. She slashed at one more before getting away and turning off the projectile device.

"Hey Khar!" She made her way towards me. "Training?"

"How'd you guess?" I grinned.

She rolled her eyes. "Whatever. This place has a ton of equipment." She looked around like I had done moments before.

She was wearing a short loose skirt like she always was. This time it was black with white stripes down the side. Her shirt was the opposite, a loose white blouse with a black stripe down each side.

She turned to me, green eyes blazing with determination. "How about we spar? I want you to see what I can do." She grinned at me mischievously.

"Come to think of it, I haven't seen you fight yet." All I knew about her fighting style was that it was some variation of wuju, which didn't narrow it down by much.

"Why not see it firsthand?" She kept grinning as she spoke.

"Alright, why not?" I shrugged and let Tris lead the way. She led me to a small fighting platform that was luckily unoccupied. I took off my jacket and threw it on the ground next to me.

"Gonna hold back?" I called to her on the other side.

I could just barely see her smile. "If I didn't I'd kill you!" She called back.

I grinned back. This was sure to be fun.

I focused hard and absorbed a good amount of energy into my body, feeling every muscle in my body grow lighter and my senses become enhanced.

"You ready?" Tris asked from the other side.

I opened my eyes and nodded.

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

"GO!"

The last word was said in unison as we dashed towards each other. We ran towards each other as the energy shaped into a training sword in my hand, similar to the real one she was wielding.

She sliced at my shoulder with her blade and I blocked it with mine. She swiped up for my head but I ducked under the attack. I decided to attack, going for her legs. She knocked the sword away with hers and shoved her shoulder into my chest, a move I wasn't expecting.

I jumped back a couple feet to observe her technique. It was truly a combination of her masters, with a bit of her own style sprinkled in as well. It was like nothing I'd ever seen.

And she was just getting started.

I dashed at her again, ready to strike her when she disappeared. One of Wukong's tricks.

I looked to my left just in time to see her going for my side. I dodged to the side and struck her sword with mine to keep it from getting any closer to me.

Then, without warning, I was hit in my other side. I looked at her and she smirked. I turned to see who had struck me only to see Tris, again.

Out of confusion, I leaped backward to see what my situation was. There were two of her. Tris had made a clone of herself.

"Woah." Was all I could say.

"Right?" She had a huge smile on her face. "I learned Master Wukong's clone move and took it one step further." Her face made it clear how pleased she was with herself.

I couldn't help but smile too. "That's amazing." I was astonished at her abilities. Especially considering how her training had only begun a few years ago.

"Alright Khar enough gawking, let's get back to it!" Tris 1 and Tris 2 dashed forward simultaneously.

I jumped back again to keep the distance. I was busy forming another sword in my left hand. One sword would not be enough to beat them both.

I was barely capable of dodging the two of them at once but I managed to do so as I prepared my other sword.

Finally, it was finished forming and I was ready to fight back.

I fought them off blow after blow, more defense than offense. Occasionally I was able to attack them in between their own assaults.

The fight was getting more and more difficult. I could barely keep up with two of them at once. The only thing reason I could keep up with them was the raw energy flowing through my body. I had to figure out which was the original.

Though it was difficult to pick up, one of them was faster and stronger than the other. I focused hard while defending to make sure I was right, and I was.

I kept defending myself as I charged up the energy inside my body. Before long, I was ready to really fight back.

I sent out a blast of energy from my body, sending both of my opponents flying back.

I lunged for the real Tris and hit her in the stomach with the back of my sword. I hit her hard enough that her double disappeared. and she fell to her hands and knees.

My swords dispersed, the energy going back into the world around me.

"You okay, Tris?"

She looked up at me. "Yeah, that was one hell of a move."

"That was one hell of a wuju technique." I smiled at her and offered a hand.

"Definitely a good match." She took my hand and I pulled her up to her feet.

She winced as she stood up. "You really got me good, Khar."

I laughed nervously. "I hope I didn't get you too good."

She flashed a grin. "Not possible."

"We'll see about that in the arena." I grinned too.

Her face suddenly grew serious, again.

"In the arena, I will not hold back like that. Not even for you."

I laughed nervously again. "Alright Tris, no need to get serious like that."

She lightened up again. "Sorry, can't help it." She giggled.

She's certainly odd. I thought. Impressive and fun, but still odd.

"Wanna go get some food?" I offered. "I worked up a bit of an appetite."

"Sure. I did too. Where should we go?"

"Wherever."

She rolled her eyes at me.

Hope you guys enjoyed this. I'm gonna start writing fanfics a lot more now and I wanna focus on this story. Leave a review and tell me what you think!

-Lance