Crystal Sides

Chapter 6: Nothing Special

--POV = Logan--

The wall still crumbling, Patton spoke again.

"Who's next?" he asked, his skates and discs disappearing.

I raised on eyebrow as I saw the man with the red sash lean forwards, opening his mouth to speak.

He was about to talk when I said, "I will."

He glanced angrily over at me.

"Alright, Logan!" Patton said, stepping down from the table and taking a seat on the sofa.

I stood up and walked over to the table. I glanced at it. I won't stand on it, that would be uncivilized. Instead, I just turned to face the other three.

"My name is Logan and my gem is on my shoulder." I pulled my shirt across my neck to reveal my glimmering blue oval gem.

I nodded swiftly before closing my eyes. Calming myself, I felt my gem start to glow. Like the countless times I had before, I opened my eyes and reached into it with both hands. When I pulled the out, I was wearing wrist guards. The glowing ceased.

All three of my roommates stared at me.

"That's it?" Virgil asked sarcastically.

I raised my eyebrows.

I reached my hands carefully out in front of me, holding my first two fingers up. Feeling the warmth of my weapon coursing through me, I summoned my gun.

No, not my gun.

His gun.

At first it appeared as a see-through blue hologram that spun around like a 3D blueprint. Then, it solidified into the black gun I knew so well. I fell from the air and I caught it, presenting it to my gaping roommates.

The one in the red sash looked impressed, as did  Patton. Virgil seemed bored.

"So your weapon is a gun with a fancy summoning?" he said.

"No, it's not." I said, "Let me demonstrate."

I let go of my gun and it evaporated, before turning to the man in the sash. He looked at me curiously.

"Will you duel with me?" I asked him.

His face lit up, "With pleasure!"

He stood up and we moved to the centre of the room. He took a stance and summoned his Samurai sword from his golden gem. I looked at him calmly as he prepared to fight.

"By the way," he told me, "My name is Roman."

Out of nowhere, he swung his sword at me. Prepared, I stepped back, dodging the blade with ease. He looked at me in shock, pausing for a brief second. Then he swung again. I glided to the side, all the while observing his fighting technique and seeing how he held the sword. Roman frowned in frustration and went in for a lunge. I backed away again.

"Fight me, then!" he roared.

I'd gathered enough information. While Roman caught his breath, I held my fingers up. In front of me, a see-through hologram appeared. It was the Samurai sword. It solidified and I caught it in my left hand. I heard Patton gasp as I copied Roman's starting stance. He stared at me, wide-eyed as I lunged forwards, jabbing him gently in the chest. He snapped out of his awe, snarling and swiping at me. I blocked it and our swords came crashing together.  There was a pause. Then, in a flurry of silver, we duelled, sending echoes flying around the room. I copied Roman's fighting technique, even tweaking it to make it better or to fit my abilities at times. After a while, I could see Roman getting out of breath. In the corner of my eye, I could see Patton watching us with wide eyes. Even Virgil looked interested. Eventually, I caught Roman's sword in a swift backhand swipe, and it went flying out of his hand and stuck in the wall, making a pang sound.

Roman glared at me, his face flushing in embarrassment. I smirked smugly as he stalked over to retrieve his sword. I let mine go and it evaporated.

"You cheated!" Roman muttered, pulling the sword out of the wall.

I raised an eyebrow, "How so?"

He let his sword go and it evaporated into gold dust, "You copied my style, and even my weapon!"

"No," I said, sitting back on the sofa, "That's just how my weapon works."

"It's not even a weapon!" He jeered, "You're just copying other people's!"

"You can do that with any weapon?" Virgil interrupted.

I turned to him, "Yes, that is correct."

"What about the gun?" Patton asked, "Whose weapon is that?"

I looked down, "I'd rather not say."

"He's just scared we'll judge him!" Roman teased.

My face flushing red with anger, I whipped my head to face him, "FALSEHOOD!" I yelled.

I stood up and stormed off to my room. I don't usually get that angry, but Noah was different. Nobody insults Noah.