Eeeh!
I'm thinking about just powering through and finishing tonight, but I'm not quite convinced I'll be able to, or even if I should. Still.
I WILL get that Winner shirt. >___> *determined*
Here is an awesome excerpt from my novel to tide you over for the next few days. :D EPIC FIGHTING. SORT OF. READ IT ANYWAY.
“Let’s give them a few seconds to
get to the viewing platform, then we’ll start.”
I nodded.
It felt like it took eons to wait
for them to get there. After what
felt like hours but was probably more like 30 seconds, Dragon lifted his hand
up to his ear and asked, “You ready yet?”
I could hear a small murmur come
from his ear bud—they really needed to get better ones. At least Amazon’s had fallen out and
onto rain covered gravel before it started blasting out Boss’s calls for the
world to hear.
“Alright,” he said, and
automatically launched at me.
Remembering the way he tackled me
that first night at the warehouses, I stepped back and let him whiz by. He was good. He was able to stop himself right before he would’ve crashed
into the wall, and turned around.
He had a wide smile on his face.
He had to be testing me.
Apparently I passed the test.
But he propelled himself at me
again, and as I stepped to the side I felt his fist connect with my side. He knew that I was going to try and
pull the same trick again, so he’d prepared. As the air rushed out of me I let myself fall to the ground
and roll away. His fist passed
harmlessly over me as I did so, and when I came back up I had both of my blades
out and glowing with my plasma acid.
As he started to move in my
direction, I flung the acid covered blade intentionally at his head. I made sure that it wouldn’t hit him
even if he didn’t duck at all, and he did. His eyebrows were bunched together and I could tell he was
focusing on something.
So was I. As his fist came at my stomach again and I used my foot to
push him away, I realized something.
I’d only ever used my powers to cover my blades whenever I fought near
him. He’d never seen me just fling
the acid. It was always with the
dagger flying through the air with it.
He probably thought I could only
cover objects with my power and throw them.
This could prove to be very useful.
Dragon and I began to circle each
other. Now I’m not psychic but
even I could practically see the gears turning in his head as he processed what
we already tried to do to each other.
Then he came at me, low, and
grabbed me by the waist. He tossed
me up in the air, and I don’t know how he did it, but he managed to grab my
wrist as he flipped me over and twisted my dagger out of my hand. I had to fight not to grin as I hit the
ground and ducked into a roll. Let
him think he bested me for a moment.
Once again we stood, barely nine
feet away from each other, and stared one another down. I made sure not to let a single amount
of my glee reach the surface. My
mouth was firmly shut, and could almost be considered a frown. I squinted my eyes in concentration as
if I were trying to come up with a plan that didn’t amount to using my
powers.
We started circling each other
again. After a minute of doing
this, I could hear some more chatter from his ear buds. Were they complaining about how boring
this exercise was getting? Either
way, I took this opportunity to fling my acid at him.
He obviously wasn’t prepared. I had a split second to see utter shock
on his face before he brought his arms up to cover it. What I didn’t quite expect to see was that
his uniform didn’t melt at all.
So, apparently they might be under budget, but they probably expected to
come and fight me again. Here or
at the warehouse?
After that, he lowered his arms to his side and I could tell that the fight was over.
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