When Days Cross

1 | Training (1)

"The world is full of wonders, don't you think so Tristan?" Paul asked.

Tristan responded, "Indeed."

The duo was sitting on the third floor of what seems to be a futuristically-designed three-story house. It was on a very small planet which, only the building could fit on it while the rest was just beautiful plains of grass, flowers, plants, and you name it! The house had a wonderful interior, with some interesting technology indented. Sean had definitely done a great job in designing the residential building.

A ding could be heard as an elevator had arrived. Footsteps could be heard as the person of interest walked out with a wave. It was a girl. Yuki Shira, to be exact.

"Yuki." Both males greeted.

"Tristan."

She looked at one and greeted before turning to the other and doing the same.

"Paul."

The trio looked at each other and nodded, walking to the window in unison. Paul placed his hands on the iron bars to rest on while the other two remained standing. You could say it was nostalgic; a similar view had been situated back on Earth, where they gazed out at the starry night on a mountain. Outside, they could see a ship which is currently being prepared for takeoff. It was mostly made from aluminum, a common metal. Manufacturing it were robots which have been programmed to design, manufacture, and construct the ship. Down below, Sean could be seen overseeing the entire process.

"Is this," he referred to the preparations, "Why've you come?" Paul turned his head to her and asked.

Yuki nodded once and opened her mouth to speak, her shiny white teeth glistening out. If one were to look at it, they'd might as well exaggerate and act blinded by the shimmering shine reflecting from each of her teeth. However, Paul and Tristan wouldn't do that. It'd be nonsensical for such a thing to happen, especially as friends and teammates unless they were joking around.

"I've come to inform you both about the plan that Sebastian had devised in order to retake control of the universal balance and timeline. It had become extremely unstable after our departure and rumors of several upcoming wars have begun to spread. It was fortunate for us to catch wind of one of these rumors despite being so far away."

"We're finally going to see the new era..." Tristan solemnly said, however his eyes lit up,  as if expecting another thing. "Hold on, our combat skills are pretty rusty, so there's a high chance of being defeated by the children of the new generation. When are we going to start, exactly?" Tristan enquired.

"That is also one of the reasons that I've come here. We're leaving in exactly one year, as announced by Sebastian. In this allotted amount of time, we're going to train." Yuki said, with a hint of pride at the end. She started to walk back to the elevator but Tristan called out to her.

"Let's spar," he said. Yuki merely raised an eyebrow at this.

"Wooden swords?" She asked.

"Wooden swords," he clarified.

Paul clapped his hands once and said, "Not in this room, it's where I usually laze around with Richie. You bet your kidney he'd blow your rooms up upon finding this one trashed." Tristan and Yuki both nodded vigorously and shuddered, remembering the last time it happened. It was such a nasty memory. There were pieces of dog feces on their beds, and animal fur everywhere, making the damn place reek of stink. There were also a lot of scratches on the walls. Most importantly, Richie thrashed their room. Clothes were lying around everywhere, dyed in the color of rose gold as revenge for what they did in the past. The wooden cabinets were broken down and contained mold. There was some sort white substance on the counter and Tristan immediately swept it away with his hand. He had the right idea but performed the wrong move. As soon as he held his hand close to his nose and mouth, he collapsed and was taken to the medical bay. Turns out Richie left some cocaine on his counter, yikes. Yuki just left her room to be cleaned up by the robots and bashed Richie in the head with the blunt end of her sword. Tristan also destroyed his video game collection after waking up. These actions provoked Richie to continue his counterstrike. They stopped their trip down memory lane, reluctant to continue.

"Ugh. I admit that it was not the greatest time of my life." Yuki muttered under her breath. She, Richie, and Tristan agreed to resolve the conflict after Yuki and Tristan gave Richie a lot of games. Suddenly, she felt something lift her up from below.

Paul decided to open a window panel and with a snap of a finger, a cloud of wind rose up beneath Tristan and Yuki, and sent them flying out. With another snap of his fingers, woven leaves joined together near the ground in order to safely cushion their fall.

With a rarely seen smile, he shouted, "Have fun!" Then, he closed the window and entered the elevator.

'I'm too lazy to fly out through the window myself.'

~~~

The sound of clashing could be heard in the basement. Knives were being deflected as Hunter swiftly retreated while throwing more knives at Valera, who was slashing and hacking the surroundings with his sword crazily. There was an irritated expression on Valera's face and it is assumed that Hunter hid something which was not-so-nice in his fridge because there was a stench.

"You're cleaning this up after I beat some sense into you!" Valera said with venom. Suddenly, Hunter threw a smokebomb down, creating a smokescreen. However, Valera didn't care and twirled his sword around himself, rebounding some knives that were heading his way.

'You really won't give up!' Hunter thought. He got an idea and retreated, hiding behind a wooden wall. The smoke cleared up and Valera rushed forward, stabbing through the wooden wall. Fortunately for Hunter, the sword missed but it was too close of a call. Then, Hunter rolled out while throwing two knives. One of them targeted his head while the other headed for his right foot.