Chapitre 12: Chapter 12: Mock battle
"You're zoning out again." Kurokiba was broken from her train of thought.
She jumped back to avoid a ball of purple-ish flames that burned hotter than normal devil magic flames.
"You're using senjutsu again? No fair you know my ghoul bloodline can't handle the properties of those flames." Kurokiba pouted as she evaded another wave of flames.
"It doesn't matter, when you engage your true enemy they will utilize your weakness to win, so you have to overcome or at least cover your weaknesses accordingly." Kuroka entered teacher mode and nodded sagely to herself as she justified using her potent flames.
"Tch! You're just a sore loser." Kurokiba sulked as she intercepted the flames with a magical barrier.
"Less talking and more fighting little one." Kuroka chimed merrily.
Kurokiba nodded seriously, she changed her stance and summoned a new weapon, with her left foot placed slightly behind her right foot, and she held a thin rapier and her left hand rested behind her back. The air became static and Kurokiba seemed to enter a state of absolute calm and oneness with her sword. All this took a split second to accomplish.
Before Kuroka could even react, Kurokiba was already zooming towards her, the wind whistled around her blade as she cut right through the wind resistance and heated the very air around her.
Electricity sparked on her blade as she drove it at Kuroka's heart with zero hesitation. Kuroka barely evaded the attack, she counted by sending a wall of flames towards Kurokiba who had to retreat.
Kurokiba hardly had time to react when a rock projectile hit her square in the ribs, it mercilessly broke two of her ribs and sent her flying. She spurted a mouthful of blood and gasp for air.
Gritting her teeth through the pain, she opted to let her natural healing do the work and focused on defending against a volley of different magical attacks.
She danced gracefully and avoided the attacks, some managed to land but she healed soon after.
The fight was reaching its climax, both parties gave it their all and attacked holding nothing back. Seeing as she was slowing losing, Kurokiba spat a mouthful of blood.
She straightened her stance and pointed her rapier at Kurokiba, using her remaining magic, she focused all the lighting she had been charging up and pointed it at Kuroka. Kurokiba's entire perception changed, everything slowed to a crawl and she felt herself become filled with energy.
"First form Hari raimei(needle thunderclap)." As the words left her mouth, a deafening boom of thunder and a bright yellow light covered the entire training grounds.
When the light show ended all that remained was a destroyed battlefield, Kurokiba panted slightly, a few meters away from her, Kuroka was laying on the flow paralyzed as electricity coursed through her entire body.
"Haa, I won." There was an indescribable joy in Kurokiba's voice, this was the first time she won a fight against Kuroka while both of them went all out.
She was proud to see the results of her hard work.
After carrying the passed out Kuroka to their home nearby, it was a fancy mansion with a huge courtyard, a training ground and a beautiful interior full of mahogany furniture, murals and soft carpets. The house belonged to Vali, the man himself never disclosed how he got it just that he never really used it so he borrowed it to Kuroka who was happy to accept.
As she waited for Kuroka to wake up, Kurokiba admired her pale beautiful face, her long silky hair shimmered prettily and urged Kurokiba to hold it.
She reached out and caressed Kuroka's blushed cheeks wiping off any soot on her face. Her heartbeat sped up steadily as an urge to steal the sleeping beauty's lips intensified, those soft plump pink lips looked so inviting Kurokiba found herself drawn to them.
She leaned in slowly for a kiss, but stopped herself only centimetres away from her prize. She shook her head and straightened her posture, closing her eyes, she reopened them to find that her world had changed.
She found herself in a barren wasteland, weapons, armours, amulets and shields of all shapes were perched haphazardly onto the sandy ground. Some weapons looked better than the other while other looked worn out and cracked.
She approached a broadsword and tried to pick it up, it shimmered out of existence as her hand phased through it like a mirage.
Kurokiba sighed, she walked up the hill and looked around patiently as she tried to make sense of what battle took place here. She arrived upon the altar, a dark haired beauty slept peacefully floating in space and a book lay on the alter. Even in her sleep, there was an aura of arrogance around her. She slept stoically unaware of the world around her. She wore her royal fire nation armour that fit snugly on her and enhanced her beauty by leaps.
Kurokiba sighed contently seeing her, she'd seen her many times over the years and knew her history quite well. A perfect warrior..no a perfect general, with prodigal levels of intellect. Kurokiba knew her mostly for her sadistic streak and narcissistic nature, but he also knew what hid deep under the surface, she'd been a fan of avatar in her last life and saw how she fell apart after Ty Lee's and Mai's betrayal. She also harboured mental instabilities because she thought her mother loved Zuko and despised and feared her. Kurokiba couldn't bring herself to understand her actions tough, in as much as their mother didn't show her as much love as she did Zuko, Zuko also suffered from is fathers scorn and disdain of him. They were quite similar, the only difference was that Azula was raised by an unfeeling monster full of ambition while Zuko was cherished.
After seeing what she went through in her life, Kurokiba wanted to help her, she felt obligated since he was the one who'll be bringing her into this world of devils and magic. But she also knew that the prideful fire princess was not just some troubled kid. She was a soldier ruthless as she was cunning, crafty and decisive and crazy as she was perfect in order to perfectly coexist, Kurokiba would need to adapt a newer way of life.
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