Chapter 15!
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Team DHLA
First Day of School
Team DHLA burst into their first class two minutes before the bell rang. "Ah! Team DHLA just in time! Sit wherever!" The teacher said. They took the second row with Daien on the end, Chichi next to him, Dax next to her, and Lilac in the middle of the row.
The teacher turned toward his captive audience, "My name is Professor Black, welcome to Advanced Combat 101." He said with a devilish smile. The man was of average build and height, brown eyes, black, uncombed hair, no outstanding features. He wore dark blue jeans with a brown leather belt, black boots, and a dark grey t-shirt under a black jacket. The only outstanding things about the man was that every inch of his clothing seemed to have some sort of plating sewn inside of it and the enormous array of weaponry he was sporting.
Attached to several magnetic plates on his belt was a rapier, a hatchet, a meteor hammer, a kusarigama, a flamberg, an ornate double barrel, sawed off shotgun, a hunting knife, and a cross between a flintlock pistol and a revolver. "Now you have to forgive me if I don't exactly impress, I was in a hurry this morning and just threw some things on." Prof. Black said.
The whole class was speechless.
The silence went on for a minute or two, Daien could have sworn Black was smiling. Black leaned against his desk and started the day's lesson, "Alright, let's start with you," he said pointing at Daien, "And you." He said pointing at a boy one row up and three seats over from Daien with longish brown hair and a green hoodie. "Alright, let's see what ya got!" Black said once the two students were at the front of the classroom, his accessories jingling. The two students readied their weapons, but Black stopped them. "Today, class, we will be starting a section on adaptability." Black said to the class before turning to his victims, "You're not allowed to use your weapons. You're going to be using your opponent's weapons." Daien took note of the fact that both him and his opponent had a set of weapons.
Daien transformed his weapons into axe form and handed them to his opponent, taking the weapons from him. Daien was given a pair of large, olive drab karambits. "How do you use these?" The other boy asked, pointing Strife at the wall. "First, they don't shoot in axe form. Second, you're holding them in the wrong hands." Daien said, spinning the knife in his right hand around his pointer finger. "What's your name?" The boy asked, switching hands.
"Daien. You?" "John Grene." There was an unspoken respect and understanding between the two as they examined each other's weapons. "Take your positions!" Black shouted in a very professional fashion. John got into a generic fighting stance. Daien held the knives in his hands blade down, tips out, like he was boxing. "Attack when ready!" Black shouted, signaling the start of the match. Daien cracked his neck from side to side and started to bounce a little on his feet.
John made the first move, swinging high to low with Fury in a lunging motion. Daien dodged the reckless strike, getting in close. Daien executed a quick jab jab cross, but instead of striking with his fists he used the blades of the knives, inflicting what would be grievous injuries if not for John's Aura. John gave ground, trying to put some distance between him and the familiar blades. Daien wasn't giving him an inch, using John's longer reach against him, but had to back off when John grabbed Strife just under the head and tried punching him with the saw toothed blade.
"Excellent! Interesting use of an unfamiliar weapon, Daien! And excellent adaptation, John!" Black complimented, neither student heard him over the clash of steel however. John held both axes just under the head with the handles up and was using them to strike at Daien. Daien was using the curved blades of the karambits to deflect and control the axe handles to either side, attempting to counter with the free blade. It looked like they were evenly matched. Until Daien got in close and threw a right handed uppercut, using the blade of the knife to catch John's shirt, and tossed him across the room.
John managed to land in a roll, but Black stepped between them, "Very good! I'm gonna like you two! But I'm afraid that's all we have time for." The class seemed to deflate, disappointed at the anticlimactic end to the fight. Daien and John handed each other their weapons, giving each other a nod of respect. "Read section three, chapter one by Friday!" Black yelled over the bell. Team DHLA regrouped with their leader, Dax gave him a knuckle bump and showed him the video he made. "Where did you learn to fight like that?" Lilac asked as they walked to their next class. "Triad Traditions, it's a martial arts school in Vacuo." Daien said.
The rest of the day until lunch was pretty normal for a battle school. Daien popped the top on his first can of cola and took a big sip. "You really like cola, huh?" Lilac asked as she spread dressing on her salad. "Yup!" Daien exclaimed, slamming the can on the table. "Heeloo Beautiful!" Some guy said as he slid next to Lilac, trying to be suave, "What's a cutie like yourself doin' hanging around here?" He said inching a bit closer to Lilac. Dax clenched his fist, crushing the fork he had been holding, Daien had the same reaction internally but for different reasons.
"Not interested. Buzz off." Lilac said before taking a bite of her salad. The idiot couldn't take a hint, "Come on, don't be like that, baby. Let's get to know each other." He said getting way too close for comfort. "Hey! She said buzz off, Shithead!" Dax yelled at the unwelcome intruder. "Fine! Not hot enough for me anyway." 'Shithead' said with an up turned nose, putting some distance between himself and Lilac. Then he noticed Chichi, "What about you, sweetthing? You wanna..." 'Shithead' clammed up when he saw the pure murderous intent in the stare Daien had fixed on him.
"I... I'll just be going now." He said as he slid away. "Dirtbag." Daien said under his breath before returning to his meal. "Agreed." Lilac mumbled. "Hey, that guy you fought today, he's from Team JETT, right?" Dax started. Daien nodded his confirmation. "Well, I'm thinkin' we get together with them and have a fight! Then we record it and sell the copies!" Dax said. Daien nodded his head, "I'd certainly like to go a few more rounds with John." He thought.
Aaaaaand that's chapter 15!
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