Y/n L/n is an exceptional soldier and even better person;someone who would rather save others then himself but in an unfortunate turn of events his battalion is slaughtered mercilessly through illegal means.
Being the only survivor he wants to get b...
(The picture above alot of people would say is relatable but I've never once thrown a controller reason being I've got a backyard with plenty of trees that are pretty sturdy,pretty sure [100% sure] I've got anger issues all I know is music has always helped anyway off topic I'll stop bothering yall and start the chapter)
Third P.O.V
Resuming the fight thats ongoing we (the reader/writer) can see Y/n and Bob standing still observing each other waiting for one to either charge and make a mistake or to just collapse from their auras that are clashing with each other,bobs like that of wild animal stalking its prey waiting to pounce and devour its meal leaving no room for pleasantries,Y/n's like that of a natural disaster untamed,unruly,and overly destructive leaving nothing but ruins and ashes to be salvaged.
Done sizing each other up their auras dissappear,as a moment of silence surrounds the battlefield no one moving their emotions sealed behind an apathetic face,looking upon the battle are many spectators two inklings,and many octolings even having someone as important as general Octavio watching through a big screen t.v observing the pain in the ass thats been ruining his plans,Marie and Maria watching excitedly because of the many different skills and moves Y/n and Bob have showcased throught their brief battle.
The moment of silence fades as two figures blur across the field one a blur of black ink,and the other a blur of yellow lightning,meeting each other in the middle,sparks fly from their blades from the force and pressure of which they're clashing creating loud clangs,and various other noises as the cold steel collides against each other,suddenly the sparks seem to happen slower and eventually their battle halts to a grinding stop as they're in a stalemate of speed and strength so far,both of them stepback slightly winded from they're brief exchange,but still able to keep fighting they look at each other and nod although they've just met and they're time with the other has been short they've reached an understanding,and earned a bond that only happens through the clashing of blades,and minds.
As they both change they're stance Bob goes with a loose kendo stance although it looks sloppy to amateurs and even skilled warriors its meant to be as to make the opponent let their guard down,though his sword is roughly 7 foot tall it allows him to have great defense,range,and striking power at the cost of his mobility,Y/n morphs his sword,and switches his stance to a tight warden stance pulling his left shoulder back he puts his right arm infront of him allowing his sword to rest on his forearm his stance allowing great versatility,speed,and defense although his striking power is weaker.
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Charging back towards each other at normal speeds this time as to entertain the crowd [Are you not entertained,hehe sneaky reference,Russell Crowe is seriously a good actor amazing even go watch or rewatch gladiator or Robin hood whatever you like more] just before they reach one another Bob raises his blade and swings his blade downward with all his might,seeing it coming Y/n raises his sword and uses both hands to brace for the impact,as Bob's blade makes contact Y/n's knees buckle,and his body goes numb as the force and shock runs through his body into the ground making a small crater,quickly recovering from his shock he dodges to the right missing Bob's fist and dragging his blade across his right upper thigh leaving a shallow cut.
Y/n P.O.V
Sidestepping left out of the way of another strike I swing my sword left and meet resistance in the form of his sword not relenting on my assault I swing with a top heavy,then a light right,chaining into another top heavy before shoulder bashing him knocking him back a few feet giving me distance and some time to plan my next move,but in my false moment of safety he dissappears out of my sight looking around I barely block a swing coming from my right,unluckily it knocks me off my feet making me roll across the arena,but I manage to stop myself with my sword inbedded into the ground looking up I get a sudden epiphany.
'That might just work,yeah ill try it I know I'm limiting my self but what fun is a fight if you instantly win' I think to myself pulling my sword from the dirt I morph it into that of a Gladius and take a loose gladiator stance holding my sword in my right hand
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looking over towards Bob I blitz him disappearing because of Shunpo I appear right behind him jumping on his back and plunging my Gladius into his left collar bone dragging my sword down,and opening a wound from his collar bone till his hip backsteping while dodging a heavy slug from him,and circling around him I continue observing waiting for an opening,so that I can start a heavy assault one that should put him on his back allowing me the win for this round.
Watching him closely I notice his right leg twitch looking up quickly,he starts to charge at me trying to shoulder check me Sidestepping right I stab my sword into his right upper thigh limiting his mobility grabbing my sword with my right hand I throw a jab at him before slashing across his stomach,quickly throwing my left arm up I block a heavy hook from him sliding back a few feet,the hook making my head spin I quickly refocus before charging again jumping towards him with my sword I bring it down on Bob's right arm cleaving straight through it,morphing my sword for the last time in this fight I make it a dagger.
Plunging my dagger into his stomach I lean towards his ear before whispering "It was a good fight bud but unfortunately I'm the victor maybe in another life we could've been friends" I finish slightly emotional pulling my dagger out the crowd cheers before quickly disappearing having been an illusion the whole time.
Bob P.O.V
Having someone you could call a friend plunge his weapon into you for the final blow is sad falling back onto the ground,I look up at the fake clouds which are just t.v's powered by the zapfish we stole reaching my remaining hand up I wish I could grasp the clouds,"throughout my life I just wish one time I could see the sky and ocean" I croak out weakly before everything goes black.
Author's note When Bob died I actually felt sad and so we shall pray that he goes somewhere good maybe even the throne of heroes Also was the fight seen good Y'know I pride myself on my good fight scenes (atleast I hope they're good you tell me) Anyways Author out In remembrance of Bob a great man and even greater fighter the best friend you could ask for truthfully wish for Rest In Peace Bob
