Unforgiven

Chapter 4. Communication problems

{Location: Jominkai Village}(Willow's POV)

Greenie.

That's my nickname for Lloyd. Am I really getting ticked off that she took my nickname? Of course not. She can pester me all she wants. But she's not going to get a rise out of me. I draw my sword in my left hand and the sword of sanctuary in my right. I'm no good with my left hand but let's see how this turns out, "You're right. Just an idiot that knows too much."

"Ohh!" She folds her arms, "Nice sword. I got one too. Wanna see?" She jerks the camera guy around to dig through his backpack, "Why is there so much stuff in here? Milo, no souvenirs. Idiot."

I don't wait as this is a golden opportunity. I put my weapons on my hips, jump, grab the railings of the ice ramp, backflip onto the top while drawing my weapons, "Ever heard of the phrase, planning to fail is failing to plan?"

She catches my blades last second with a long golden sword. It almost looks like a fencing sword only it has a long split down the middle. Other than that there's a golden hand shield with a long and thick handle. "Ever hear the term, watch the ice it's slippery?" She rolls off the railing. A small metal clip attached to a black rope remains.

Milo sighs, "You might want to turn around."

I turn only to get kicked in the chest. I'm knocked off the ice platform, landing on the hard ground.

The new rose flips over, landing like a gymnast, "How many points judges?" She gestures to Lloyd as she holds her weapon in her left hand.

Lloyd tries pulling his feet free with no success, "Where are you getting all these weapons?"

"It's called pockets. Mabey you should try it," she steadies her blade, "Just like you should try opening your mind to the demon that is your girlfriend."

I spring to my feet, at least my weapons stayed in my hands, "Has anyone told you that you're rude?"

"I know. What's your point?' She snaps her fingers, glaring at Milo, "Stay. I want all the footage I can get."

"Well, has anyone told you that there's not this much talking in a fight?" I glance in the sword of sanctuary. Faint images of the black rose opening her arms up and letting out sharp ice knives appears.

She hums while readying the move the sword predicted, "Has anyone ever known that you killed a man?"

I retreat back to Lloyd, "Quick, energy shield."

Lloyd nods as I say just as her attack comes. Lloyd bends over backward to talk with the new rose, "WHAT!?"

"I guess that's a no then." The black rose twirls her sword, "Well because you two are so special, I'll give you a live version of the truth." She rushes at me.

I step back so Lloyd's face won't get cut up, "Or not. Not doing that is a great idea."

Lloyd leans back as the new rose and I cross blades, "You killed someone? When? In the FDIA?"

The new rose starts falling into a pattern, projectile with ice or an arrow, sword attack than defense, "LOOOONG before that, Grennie."

I block, I'm doing better with dual swords then I thought I would. I block her overhead strick, readying a kick, "Do you ever stop talking?"

She pauses as I tower over her. Her other hand twitches like she wants to reach up. Instead, she throws our blades aside, "Do you ever stop keeping secrets?" She spins around with a back fist. She catches my cheek before standing back upright. I keep an eye on the sword's reflection as each attack she does gets stronger and more rage fueled. She's manages to sweep my leg while throws a forward stab at my chest, "Slick Willy here killed her trainer. It was a calm day, she was in the middle of an exercise before she made a blizzard. Then," she grits her teeth as I slip through the strike. The new rose backs off only to come back with a fistful of ice. She starts blasting me as I evade by the skin of my teeth, "She ran him through with her sword. Just like this."