07-16-2008, 02:49 PM
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Re: bals fanfic
Balmung and BK stand far away from each other, the wind starts to pick up blowing small pebbles and rocks past the clear area between the two fighters. “We don’t have all day Balmung hurry up and attack me it seems you only have about half your energy left.”
Balmung, even more enraged at BK taking him lightly, grinds his teeth and grips his scythe tightly with both hands “I’ll show you that I’m not someone who should be taken lightly.”
Laughing BK says “I haven’t even used half of my strength so please show me what you got.”
Balmung dashes at BK and in a flash he appears a few feet in front of him, his blade is held high over his head ready to strike BK. Bal screams as he drives the blade down hard in an effort to split BK in half. A loud crash is heard as Bal’s blade hits the ground, there is a lot of dust and smoke that is covering the area where BK once stood. Balmung is breathing heavy as he waits to see how his attack truly overpowered the veteran admin.
As the smoke clears Balmung sees a shadow of BK through the smoke, “Yo” BK says standing on top of Balmung’s weapon which is dug deep into the ground. BK’s weapon is gone and his hands are in his pockets. “You’re too impatient trying to finish this battle in one attack.” BK removes his hands from his pockets and lights up another cigarette. “I’ll get you to unlock your true power by the end of this cigarette.”
Balmung struggles to lift his blade from the ground and finally gets it into the air as BK jumps off. BK has not drawn his weapon yet but this does not stop Balmung from attacking his attacks are a lot sloppier then before. Balmung is just attacking fiercely screaming his attacks are not accurate. BK dodges each one with ease as his goal is not to kill Balmung but to drain his energy. Balmung slices down his scythe leaving his ribs exposed, BK capitalizes on this and punches him hard in the ribs. Balmung immediately drops his weapon and grabs his side, BK then punches Balmung in the face sending him flying back. Balmung’s face is bruised badly and a few ribs are broken, as he tries to stand he begins to cough up blood.
BK takes a drag of his cigarette as pulls it from his mouth to blow out the smoke “Damn I’m better then I expect I only smoked half of this cigarette. Now Balmung close your eyes and imagine all of your remaining energy, what image do you see?”
Balmung stumbles to his feet, his eyes are barely open, blood is dripping from his mouth, and his arm is tightly clutching his side. He does as BK instructed “I don’t see anything.”
Taking another drag of his cigarette, “Try to imagine your energy in the shape of an element, something that best describes your personality. Mine is fire, its powerful and carefree much like myself, it is able to take any form but if you try to force your hand on it you will be severely wounded.”
Balmung struggles to find an image but still is unable to see nothing “There is nothing but black, I see nothing.” Balmung screams out getting very angry and suddenly there is an explosion where Balmung is standing. The force of the wind has blown BK’s cigarette out as he smiles realizing that Balmung finally has awakened his true power. The smoke and dust clear and Balmung is standing upright all of his wounds are healed, there is a black aura around him, and his eyes are completely black. Shocked BK’s jaw drops as his cigarette falls from his mouth, but before it hits the floor Balmung appears in front of BK and punches him in the stomach.
Balmung stands opening his eyes, he is standing at the beginning of a long hallway. There are a series of doors at each side and it seems as though the hallway goes on forever because as long as he can see there is no end. He turns around and notices the front of the building is like the front of an office building, there is a front desk which is empty and several rotating doors. Balmung is very confused, the last thing he remembers is training with Bloodkid and closing his eyes in order to access his true power “Where am I?” he says as it echoes through the empty room.
Suddenly a mysterious voice is heard “Here are your thoughts.”
Balmung looks around franticly to find where the voice is coming from but he sees nothing. The building is empty and has an eerie silence “Who are you and why am I here?”
The voice begins to laugh “I am Sariel, Command of God, I reside in your heart for you are just like me Balmung.” Suddenly an image is appearing in front of Balmung looking exactly like him but only he is completely black as if he was a shadow.
Taking a few back Balmung is trying to piece together everything that is going on “What are you talking about I don’t understand.”
Walking to keep a small distance between him and Balmung “You called upon the archangel who protects you, the one who is most like you and that is me, with my hands I carry out the command of God. I am the one who chooses the fate of those who stray from the path of God, I control the darkness.” A sinister smile stretches across the face of Shadow Balmung.
Balmung finally starts to realize what is going “So all this now is in my head, you, me, and all this here. Those rooms back there hold my memories and thoughts, and the doors behind you are where my thoughts come in and out.”
“Very good you’re finally catching on, we should get started shortly for you do not have much time. Right now your body is being completely controlled by my power, when I entered your mind you lost control and ended up here. Bloodkid who is out there is fighting you as we speak because the overload of power your body has received has caused you to go insane with rage. Your body was wounded from the previous fight and my powers could only heal you enough to be able to fight, your body is still sustaining some of the more severe wounds. Bloodkid will not go lightly on your body because unchecked you have the power to destroy an entire civilization. Now if you wish to continue your life you must decide to fight me here and if you defeat me you are worthy enough to receive my power or you can give in and die at the hands of Bloodkid.”
Without pausing for even a second Balmung answers “I will fight you here and defeat you and then you will grant me your power as well as my body back.”
Laughing Sariel readies his weapon which is a scythe just like Balmung “If you can not defeat me within the time it takes for Bloodkid to kill you then you will die here, your body should hold up for about fifteen minutes.”
Smirking Balmung rushes at Sariel “Well then let’s get this started.”