Burst: Chapter 6

Ty stood up, anger shining in his eyes. “You think I’m gonna keep taking this?” he lashed out.

The boy shrugged smartly, “Don’t know. From the looks of it, I guess you’re not. I guess I’ll have to show you why you don’t belong here.” These were the words Ty had been waiting for. The boy pulled out two daggers from their sheaths on his belt and gripped them with a smile. Ty tensed, a mere five feet from the boy, and short forward. Before the boy even realized what had happened, Ty had shot past him, stolen the dagger from his left hand, and come to a stop a few yards away. Now it was Ty’s turn to smile.

In these few moments a crowd from inside the dormitory and nearby had gathered around the two boys. All had been expecting something like this and were eager to see the outcome. “I think this fight’s a tad bit farer now, don’t you?” Ty said as the smile turned into a grin. The boy simply shrugged and charged straight for Ty. While it can be said that Ty is quite adept at dodging, he is not the best defender in the world. Thus, he was already at quite a disadvantage in this fight already. He rolled to the side to avoid the dagger’s arc but found the boy already upon him as he looked up from the maneuver. He hopped back out the dagger’s range once again before dashing back further to put even more distance between them.

“Can’t even use that dagger?” the boy jeered. “Then what was the point of taking it from me?” Ty’s anger grew larger, and he tensed again. In a flash, he shot forward. He swung viciously, but the boy had already thrown up a defense. Digging in his heels, the boy repelled the attack and sent Ty back from whence he had came. Ty landed roughly on the ground, and before he could even rise to his feet he found a dagger stabbing straight at him. He hopped to his feet, and strafed to the right. The boy quickly transitioned from a stab to a horizontal swing and forced Ty back once again. Ty cursed himself for taking the boy so lightly; he was stronger than himself and was in this first division for a reason.

Still, he refused to give up. He tensed and shot forward once again, this time landing next to the boy. He swung in from a kneeling position only to have his attack blocked once again. He retreated, and began a similar attack only to have it thwarted another time. Again and again he tried until sweat dripped from his body. Suddenly, after another failed attempt, the boy began to laugh as Ty struggled for breath. “I don’t care how fast you are. It’s like reading a book. You give everything away so clearly: the moment of attack, how fast you’ll go, even the direction. There’s no attempt to hide anything.” The boy began to advance slowly, “Face it; you’ll never be able to touch me.” The crowd cheered as their thoughts of the boy were confirmed. He had no right in this place.

Ty continued to breathe hard. He couldn’t lose. Everything Julie and the others had gained would be lost. He’d done this to protect them permanently and now he’d be failing them when this could be the best possible thing for them. He couldn’t lose and face his sister. He couldn’t lose. He wouldn’t. Ty stood up, removing his hands from his knees as the boy continued to advance. Suddenly, the boy faltered. The look had changed on Ty’s face. Where once frustrated anger existed, determination shone through. In a moment, Ty was gone, a swirling cloud of dust the only sign he’d ever stood there. In the next, he was standing right before the boy. The boy shouted out in surprise and swung frantically at Ty. Instantly, Ty was gone, moving like a blur before stopping right behind the boy, his dagger hanging a millimeter from the front of the boy’s neck. “It’s over,” he said evenly.

The crowd was silent. The couple dozen boys who’d been cheering before now stood mute. The boy’s eyes were opened widely, fear trembling through his body as the dagger gleamed a hair’s width from his neck. A few seconds later, Ty dropped the dagger onto the ground. Slowly, with fatigue in his step, he made his way through the crowd, towards the central building, out the front door, and towards his sister and the children’s quarters.

Lolz, he to7a11y pwn3d dem. Haha, don’t get to used to that kind of speed and ability, it’s not an everyday sort of thing. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter. Click the button and comment *cough* pl0x.

10 thoughts on “Burst: Chapter 6”

  1. Gee, Four likes however one comment. Pretty antisocial -_-. Or maybe since only 15 people have viewed it. Oh well!

    I WILL NEVER BE ANTISOCIAL!?!?!? YOU GOT THAT!?!?!?!?!? Hehe antisocialness( IS THAT A WORD?!?!?) will never FALL UPON ME!

    OMG! A cat just got ran over by an ice cream truck!?!?!?!?!?! Ima go be antisocial in my gloom over the poor kitty T_T;

    -*snifffles* Uhoh*sniffles*

    P.S. Good Story =P

  2. YESYESYESYES POSTING RESTRICTION OVER!
    Honestly. Being unable to post comments is HELL.

    Anyway. Lovely action. I do love swift fights. ^^

  3. Lol, I’m half anti-social. [Is that even possible?] I talk when I want to =P
    I’m just [if I must say] somewhat shy because I’m afraid someone would contradict me or something.
    I’m sensative even though I really don’t act or look like it. Me thinks it is because of my dad =P, but I won’t get into that lol.
    Go and write now! Forget about HW, write your story >=D and when your parents lock you up, keep writing! If your parents threaten to kill you if you don’t get better grades. . well. . I guess I can’t help you there, hehe -backs away slowly and increases speed until I trip over something- Ouch ._.

  4. Posting restriction? *squints vaguely*

    YAYSTORY. Awesome fight, I liked how Ty totally shocked the boyo.

  5. smidiot said: “Lol, I’m half anti-social. [Is that even possible?] I talk when I want to =P
    I’m just [if I must say] somewhat shy because I’m afraid someone would contradict me or something.
    I’m sensative even though I really don’t act or look like it. Me thinks it is because of my dad =P, but I won’t get into that lol.
    Go and write now! Forget about HW, write your story >=D and when your parents lock you up, keep writing! If your parents threaten to kill you if you don’t get better grades. . well. . I guess I can’t help you there, hehe -backs away slowly and increases speed until I trip over something- Ouch ._.”

    Wha? School isn’t really a problem for me; I don’t ever remember saying it was O.o
    As far as homework, I do only what is neccesary. Studying is for nubs.

  6. @Cinnamon: I got restricted from posting comments because of nezinshadows. Long story.
    So I celebrated my liberty with a comment on this blog.

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