Terror of the Soul

Motivation

[Tournament Arena, 13:43]

Drums pronged slowly to the anticipation of the fight, awaiting the horn to signal the start. Everyone watched in silence, leaning over their seats. Both fighters showed amazing skill today so many people awaited this battle. Sweat dropped down Jerry's face as he stood in front of what seemed like the Grim Reaper itself.

Boom

Boom

Boom

The sound of his own heart flooded his ears. Palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. He's nervous.

'Clout was able to move in THIS presence?! I need whatever he's taking...'

Alisha simply stood still, poised as ever. She was extremely confident because she knew for a fact that Jerry couldn't beat Clout in a one on one and she took him out in a couple hits.

Just as soon as the horn was about to be blown, a giant explosion from outside of the stadium was heard. Everyone looked up and around with audible murmurs from everywhere. The P.A. system went off and ordered all students to evacuate immediately.

"Please evacuate the area, an unidentified person is on school grounds and attacked. I repeat, please evacuate this area."

Students began running to the exits of the stadium, attempting to leave as soon as possible. Jerry and Alisha both looked around to see everyone leaving.

"Did you not sense anything before it happened Alisha? There's no way someone bypassed it right?" Jerry questioned her from the other side.

"Someone definitely got by my senses, but it's weird because I've had a bad feeling ever since this morning. I'm a bit worried, nonetheless." Her face became serious as no one had ever got by her spatial awareness ability.

Suddenly, a woman with a black cloak was seen on top of the arena barrier, crouched on top of it.

Both the fighters looked up and Alisha moved to Jerry immediately.

"Jerry move out the way!!" She reached her hand out to him while he was still looking up and Jerry looked at her. In a fraction of a second, a red stream of liquid shot down and broke the barrier.

"Oh shit! The barrier was broken, hopefully Alisha and Jerry are okay down there." Boltz said from the spectators booth while going for the exit. Simi stopped shattered glass from hitting them while going to the door.

Meanwhile in the arena, Jerry was only floor semi-unconscious.

'Damn! Did I black out? What the hell happened, where is Alisha?'

Jerry began to open his eyes and blink. His battle uniform was drenched in that red liquid and so was the arena. He coughed slightly and lifted his head off the ground only to see Alisha holding a barrier up around himself and holding a while made out of blood with her other hand.

"What the he-" Jerry said before a small cube with a red glow dropped onto the floor. Alisha looked down at it while holding the whip, preparing to throw her away. The cube began making an irritating sound, almost like grinding metal and soon, it cracked. A red smoke started creeping out of the cracks at a high pressure, obviously smothering Alisha into the smoke.

"What is this.." Alisha slowly felt her strength leaving her body. The whip she was holding started to burn her palm and she could no longer keep the barrier up. Her hair began to fade into black and she could barely stand. All of the smoke returned back into the cube and the cracks sealed once again. Now this time, there was no red glow in it, showing that it was deactivated.