Catastrophe POV
The Trinity handed me some clothes to change into, I slipped them over my jumpsuit, it was all white and had a fur hood, with a romper underneath, my other suit formed to fit this outfit. The Trinity opened the glass with metal striped door and practically shoved me inside. I realized quickly that The Trinity had taken my sword! No time to worry about that now... A woman was standing in the middle of the room, snow flanked all around her. She was wearing a hood like mine and almost the same romper, except her's had a slit in the middle, the top and shorts weren't combined.
She glared at me with shockingly sliver eyes. "I am Frostbyte." She said, her voice sounded like a marble being slid over cold steel. With my eyes glued to her, I walked forward cautiously. "Catastrophe." She smirked at me and as quick as a snake's tongue, threw out a leash with a yin-yang shaped blade on the end. Ducking, the metal part just barely missed my back.
"Having fun?" She laughed, her laughter sounded like the tinkling of silver bells. "Yeah, thanks Elsa." I snapped, quickly dodging as she lashed out with her no doubt favorite toy. I ran forward, dodging her blade on a leash, before tackling her. She landed in the snow, on her back. I got to my feet, smirking, "Who's laughing now, Elsa?"
Without warning, I was covered in a pile of snow! "Not fair." We continued to fight, she kept covering me in snow. I ran forward, and this time, I aimed for her leashed blade. I pushed her back and grabbed the leash from her hands. I swung it in a semi circle, getting used to my new toy.
I swung it at her and she blocked me with a sheet of ice. I kept swinging, getting closer and closer to her. Finally, I gave a left hook and at the same time used the knife to drag her off her feet. She fell, clutching the back of her heel. I punched her in the jaw and she stayed down.
"Congratulations." She muttered, rubbing her jaw. I threw the knifed leash on the ground as she got up. I heard the door slide open and The Trinity came back in. They handed me another outfit and two boxing gloves. I took off the ice suit and slid on the black tank and shorts, my suit forming to fit the new clothes. My old skin was underneath, but the suit was still on in some fashion...weird...
They ushered me into what looked like a boxing arena. A woman stood facing me in boxing gloves. I strapped one on before putting the second one on with my teeth. The woman patiently waited for me to put on my gloves. Before I knew it, around 40 people were filing into the arena. She wasn't waiting for me, but for our audience! I walked towards her and she winked at me. "Name's Knockout. Or KO for short." She smirked.
"Catastrophe." I barked. I heard the bell and she lunged at me, full force. I blocked her first blow with both hands, but her second was too fast. Reeling from the first hit, I kicked her and she blocked me. I landed a blow on the right side of her head, she landed one on my left. I blocked her right hook and responded with a quick left jab.
She stepped back and seemed to be sizing me up. I held up my hands to block my face. She swung and I blocked, jabbing her in the stomach. I punched her in the face and she went down, holding her stomach and head. I grabbed her shoulder and slammed it into the ground. She stayed down as the audience counted to 10.
I smiled and prepared for the next challenge. The Trinity brought me to a small, boxy room. A woman was sitting in the middle, she looked like a kid! She was sitting in a meditating position. I heard the door bolt shut and walked closer to the girl. She glanced up at me and she looked to be around teenage age. She wore a black bra with black shorts and black boots with cutouts on the thighs.
She jumped up and I dodged a throwing knife, just barely. "Thanks for the introduction." I laughed, pulling the knife out of the wall. Instead of throwing the other one or saying anything, she walked over to me.
"We can take down Arsyn together." She whispered. "What!?" I asked, alarmed.
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Bad Blood (Taylor Swift)
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