It's fun to be posting stuff again. Making these notes are a highlight for me, really. That and writing the story.
Crystal marched into Headmaster Forester's office, flanked by policemen. Her mission was clear to her, as it was to the policemen. Arrest Lionel Forester if possible, or kill him if necessary.
He had betrayed Crystal and her team, his fellow headmasters, and possibly the whole world. He had hidden his knowledge of Cinder from the rest of the world, only sending Crystal's team—team CCRE—to try and stop her. What's more, he was suspected of being a member of a secret society whose primary goal was to take over the world. It was only fitting that he was arrested.
As Crystal entered his office, Forester stood up. He eyed her very suspiciously. She met his gaze with as much steel as she could muster.
As she examined him, she found that he wasn't nervous. Her True Sight allowed her to project her consciousness into a moment, and see any detail she wished. She had been trained to know what the smallest twitch meant, so when she saw that he showed no sign of fear, she got a little nervous himself. "What are you doing here?" Forester asked calmly, almost uninterested.
The police lieutenant—Lieutenant Reinhardt, a red headed man how stood half a foot above Crystal—stepped forward. "By order of the Mistral Council, you are under arrest for conspiracy against the kingdom," Reinhardt said.
He clicked his tongue. "That is a very serious accusation. Are you sure that's me?"
"Yes we are, Forester," Crystal said hostilely.
"Good, because I would hate to do this otherwise." A force began to press against her mind. It was not a physical one, but mental. She turned her mind into iron, and drew her blades. Behind her, the policemen cocked their rifles, pointing them at Forester.
Then, quite suddenly, the police pointed their weapons at her! She shattered her right sword, and reformed it into a small shield. She then turned the shield to the police, and pointed her other cutlass at Forester.
"Ah, so you're left handed," Forester said with a hint of amusement. "Or are you right?" Actually, she was both, but she wasn't about to let him know that. "It doesn't matter. Just like how I broke the will of these fellows, I will break yours, and turn you into my servant."
She wasn't sure how to fight with her mind. It never came up. Telepaths were rare, and required a certain aural technique to become one. In all her training, it was never thought that she would run into one, especially someone of Forester's apparent power.
Her thoughts turned to what would happen if she should fall. How would she change? She forced her mind away from the subject, and focused on fighting Forester however she could.
There was a swipe of a sword, and the policemen fell dead. It was not her sword though. Through the door walked in her father—Lord Dustin Taryn—carrying his rapier. What was he doing here; wasn't it her mission? He looked at her as he took off his green coat and tossed it on the stone floor. "Crystal, get out. I will take care of this pathetic rogue," he said.
"A rogue? In all my years, I've never been called that," Forester said, his lion ears twitching in annoyance.
"Run!" he said again. She realized she hadn't left, and despite that fact that this was her mission, she was fine with leaving this fight to her father.
Her father was the most skilled swordsman in Mistral, and possibly the entire world. He was fast, and could almost predict his enemy's movements—though not like she could.
He was also a former user of the Crystal Blades, the weapons she now carried. If anyone could defeat a headmaster, it was him.
Once she was away, she used her semblance to see what was going on in the room. She almost wanted to turn away, but she had to know what would happen.
Using her ability to read lips, she could tell what each of them was saying. "Lionel Forester," her father said.
"Dustin Taryn," Forester replied. "I doubt you have ever fought an opponent like me."
It seemed as though Forester was invading her father's mind now, as his face showed signs of slight stress. But through the stress came a smile. "I've fought worse than you," he said, and lunged.
Forester blocked with his forearm, and underneath his sleeve was a metal band. He laughed, and transformed the band into an armor gauntlet, with claws and spikes. He swiped at her father, which he dodged. "Coward!" Forester said, and attacked again.
They went back and forth. One would attack and one would either dodge or block. While her father's sword was better and more decorated than an average sword, it was just a rapier, nothing more. He had trouble blocking Forester's attacks, so he mostly dodged.
Then Forester grabbed his rapier, and slashed at him with his claws. Not only did he dodge the attack, but he did one better. He took out his parrying dagger, and stabbed Forester in the arm. Forester's aura had evidentially run out, and now he was defenseless. He howled, and let go of the rapier, which then slashed his chest.
Bloody, Forester took a step back. He was obviously no match for her father, so Crystal had no idea what he was thinking of doing. Then Forester jumped at him, claws ready to kill him. Crystal thought her father was about to die! Then a wave of energy came from him, slamming into Forester, and disheveling the room.
Crystal had forgotten her father's semblance until now. He could send waves of energy out from him, hitting everything around him. While it was very draining, it was also very effective.
Forester slammed into the wall, making a huge dent, and fell to the ground. "Do you surrender?" her father asked.
"Never," Forester replied. "There are fates worse than death to me."
"Interesting. I've never heard of one."
Forester jumped at him again, but this time her father's parrying dagger turned into a revolver, and he shot Forester. He stepped out of the way of the corpse as it hit the ground. He then did a small ritual of praying for his soul before moving on.
Her father put away his weapons and grabbed his coat before leaving the office. He took note of Crystal. "Didn't I tell you to leave?" he said.
She felt embarrassed as she admitted, "I wanted to see you fight, father."
"Well, you got to do that, now let's leave this place and spread the news. Headmaster Lionel Forest is dead."
In case you were wondering, killing Forester is actually in preparation for Volume 4 where they'll go to Haven, so that there is an evident reason why the Headmasters don't line up. It's so that this doesn't have to become an AU, and at that point what would be the point of this being a fan-fiction? Also, watch out for more preparations like this in the future.