Floating Island life

Kujou Sara

I woke up some time around noon.
The sun hot on my eyes.

Itto and Sara were no where to be found.

I could see the remains of when they last fought. Scrapes and slashes adorning the hard earth.
I wonder who won.
I jumped off of the small cliff with a dry thump.
My ankles were screaming at me in pain and now I'm regretting my decision.

I calmly walked towards the center of the clearing.

Now.. which way was the Tenryo camp?

If Itto lost then I'm suspecting she'd take him there.

I began to walk in the direction of where I thought the camp was only to stumble upon a familiar face.

I stopped in my tracks. He hasn't seen me yet. I ducked behind a rock.

His mask was pushed up to the side of his head. I could recognize that unruly ginger hair anywhere.

He was admiring a Sakura blossom in his hand.

Something about him did seem different though. His uniform was black. His scarf now filled with a bright purple.

I narrowed my eyes trying to get a better look at him. I peaked at where his vision would be. A electro vision was clipped to his belt instead.

You can't change your vision can you? It was bestowed by the gods you can't just swap it out.

I tried to maneuver around the rock as he moved but my heart stopped when my sandal crushed a stick.

I cursed as his head snapped to where I was crouched.

"You dirty little pervert! Watching a fatui Harbinger from afar?"

He took out his staff and walked towards me.

It was bubbling with electro energy. It fizzed and popped with each step.

I dove from the rock and sent a gust of wind in his direction which seemed to catch him off guard.

There's no way I could out run him. Unless if he broke one of his pretty long legs.

There's no way I could fight him and win though.

This new vision interested me. I wanted to know how it was possible.

I spun around to face him.

He was getting up.

He dusted himself off.

"Who the hell-"

I sent another slash of air his way. Knocking him off he feet again.

I sent a wave of air towards him. Pinning him to the ground.

He fired at me. Well I think it was at me because his aim is terrible.

I snickered as I blew his arrows away.
I could hear his angry curses from over the wind.

My guard was pretty much down. I was hoping the wind would be enough to keep him back.

It was not.

He came cutting through the small storm that surrounded me from bellow.

He was on top of me on the ground in a flash.

His knee was on my lower abdomen and he had a water blade to my throat. His other hand was next to my head.

The vision was gone.

I stared hard into his dark eyes. My hands were grasped tightly around his wrist holding the blade.