Corrupted Radiatons

by Michael Rogers

  Nathan: *He rocked his head to each side and stepped out of the gate, walking into the arena.* "I'm ready." *He mumbled and stopped in the middle, looking at Styles.*

  Styles: *He glared at Nathan, tightening his grip on his sword.* (This guy looks tough, but he's nothing compared to me-)

  Nathan: (Using titles.. Ronan would have defeated you if-) "You're a swordsman too-"

  Styles: *He arrogantly ignored Nathan.* "I'm gonna make mince meat outta you!"

  Nathan: (How pathetic-) *He paused, silently reaching over his shoulder.*

  Styles: *He noticed the sword on Nathan's back.* (I've watched every single match, he didn't wield that sword before.)

  Karol: "It's Nafan again!"

  Lezard: "Indeedly-doo, little one-"

  ?????: "Wat we miss?" *A woman grunted next to Lezard.*

  Lezard: *He looked to the side and smiled.* "Ooo, Loozamottus and Razzypoo! What took you?"

  Rachael: *She glanced at Luna with a strange smile.* "Traffic was bad."

  Luna: "Aha, didn't know you were funny, Rach." *She stuck out her tongue.*

  Rachael: "Be nice."

  Karol: *He kicked his legs, as they didn't touch the ground, watching Rachael and Luna sit down.* "Nafan has won a lot of his matches."

  Rachael: "Good on you, Nath." *She spoke in a proud-like manner.*

  Luna: "Where's champion?"

  Karol: "I fought she was wiff yooh?"

  Lezard: *He adjusted his cone-shaped hat and coughed to clear his throat.* "Champy has been in one of the waiting areas."

  Man: "With all the Neurons, please be quiet!" *A man sitting a row behind the guild eating popcorn frowned at them, as if they were hindering his enjoyment.*

  Rachael: "My apologies, sir."

  Luna: "My apologies?" *She spoke with a laugh at Rachael and looked over her shoulder to the man.* "Grow a pair, mate."

  Lezard: "Ooo, it's starting!" *He sarcastically moaned with emotion, as if he didn't want Luna to start a scene.*

  Styles: (I'll kick the ground and use the sand to blind him, then quickly stab him in the throat.) *He thought to himself with a smirk, tapping his fingers on the blade of his sword.*

  Nathan: (I will defeat him using your own sword, Ronan.) "You know high levelled sword arts?" *He unsheathed his sword, which was tied to his back.*

  Styles: "No?"

  Nathan: "Really?" *He spoke in confusion, slightly startled.*

  Styles: "I don't believe in that dirty lamp stuff."

  Nathan: *He frowned, proudly puffing out his chest.* "I've worked hard for this, please don't disrespect it."

  Spectator: "The match will begin, now!"

  Nathan: (Let's test out this new Azure Burst.. All because of that Arcadia woman, unlocking my own potential.)

  Styles: "Arrrhh!" *He ran towards Nathan, grabbing the sword with both hands.* "You're gone!" *He raised the sword and slightly jumped up, causing his muscles to bulge out of his shirt.*

  Nathan: *He tilted the sword up, noticing Styles' veins popping out.* "Number forty five, Javelin Jab." *He pushed forward and a shockwave slammed into Styles, knocking him high into the air.*

  *Karol, Luna, Rachael and Lezard all looked up, as the crowd around them suddenly grew silent.*

  Styles: "What the-?! Why-? How am I in the air?" *He groaned, slowly closing his eyes in pain.*

  Nathan: *He waved his sword in a taunt-like manner, facing the gate he came out of.* "I hope that gives you some respect."

  Lezard: "A loud scrumptious thud was heard, as silly Styles hit the ground."

  Nathan: "Hmph." *He waved the sword above his head and placed it back on his shoulders.*

  Spectator: "It appears Styles is unable to battle, Nathan is the winner!"

  Rachael: "One hit knockout!"

  Luna: "OHKO!"

  Champion: *She stood in the opposite waiting area, watching Styles walk towards her in a defeated-like manner.* (That new Azure Burst used a wave of Neurons and Astragons, then increased that flow with a pulse, easily knocking him high into the air. Very impressive, Nathan.)

  *Two women in robes walked past the champion, causing her to smile by habit.*

  Champion: (If Nathan wins the next match, I'll need to wait in the west wing, waiting area.) *She stepped back and started to hobble away.*

  Spectator: *He listened to the crowd applaud, cueing his next announcement.* "Next is Chrisma and Joy."

  Lezard: *He watched the two women walk into the arena.* "That was a new Azure Burst, wasn't it, children?"

  Rachael: "I couldn't see anything, it was like a gust of wind blew him off his feet... It was just unnatural looking to see someone jab someone into the air without the sword piercing through them."

  Luna: "Unnatural? In this world? Really.."

  Karol: *He looked at the arena in confusion, pointing towards it like a child.* "Why is there two of them?"

  Lezard: "Same rules how Trinity and Infinity were able to enter."

  Karol: "My cuzzins.." *He whispered to himself in understanding.*

  Luna: "Who's who?"

  Lezard: "I believe Chrisma is the one in green robes and Joy is the more mature looking lass."

  Nathan: (I can easily take on two people.) *He looked over his shoulder and observed Chrisma and Joy, watching their robes flap in the subtle breeze.* (If I judged on appearance, you could easily believe these two couldn't fight.)

  Luna: "Does anyone actually know who they are?"

  Lezard: "Lezard just mentioned-"

  Luna: "Nah, like, they look dancy, Karol?"

  Karol: *He shook his head.* "I dhon't know who they are, Loona."

  Nathan: *He faced Chrisma and Joy, playing with the sword in his hand.* (Since there's two of them-)

  Spectator: "The match will begin, now!"

  Nathan: (That means none of them have a weapon-)

  Joy: *She cupped her hands and closed her eyes, starting to sing.* "Frigid stress no more hiding, release and bring upon your frozen wrath-"

  Chrisma: *She shuffled in between Joy and Nathan, standing in a battle-ready pose.* "..."

  Nathan: (Rostical?) *He thought to himself in shock.*

  Lezard: "She's singing the incantation."

  Luna: "No shit."

  Karol: (Using Remenistal through scores, one of our cousins.)

  Nathan: "As if I'm letting you use that damned Rostical!" *He shouted, charging towards Chrisma.*

  Chrisma: *She started to sing, causing a red glyph to flash under her feet.* "Fiery might, give me some light-"

  Nathan: (Red? Her elemental affinity is fire-)

  Chrisma: "FLAME BOLT" *She raised her arms and dropped them, cupping her hands towards Nathan.*

  Nathan: *He swayed his sword to the side, watching four fireballs flare towards him.* "Double Slash." *He sliced upwards and across, cutting two of the fireballs in half.*

  Chrisma: "W-Wha-?"

  *The champion hobbled into the other waiting area, causing several warriors to gasp in amazement.*

  Ronan: *He glanced at the champion and his eyes suddenly widened.* "The-, the champion?"

  Champion: "Oh my, hello."

  Ronan: "It's an honour-"

  Champion: *She unintentionally ignored Ronan and watched splinters of flames scorch the air past Nathan.* (Although he cut the flames, no Rasticplash scorched him or his clothes? When did he control the Astragons around his sword to that extent?)

  Ronan: *He understood the champion's interest and focused back to the match.* "..."

  Nathan: *He jumped up and raised the sword, slicing downwards.* "Double Slash." *He quickly leant to the side and sliced across, extinguishing the other two fireballs.*

  Joy: "FRIGID DISTRESS" *She moved her hands in a circular motion, watching ice swirl around Nathan.* "Take this!"

  Luna: "Nath! Around you!" *She spoke with urgency, even though her words were drained by the noise around her.*

  Rachael: *She discreetly glanced at Luna and watched her passion towards the match,
causing her to smile.* "..."

  Nathan: (If I get close to Chrisma, I'll be able to finish her off and focus on the other-) *Chunks of ice froze over his feet, causing him to suddenly stop.* "What?!"

  Lezard: "Jinkies, the ice is moving like water."

  Luna: "Ain't it water?"

  Karol: "Ice is amazying."

  Rachael: *She watched the ice sparkle in the light, as it continued to bind Nathan.* (That really is amazing.)

  Champion: (That is a mid-levelled Rostical, but it's obviously mastered.)

  Joy: *She slowly moved her wrists with focus, watching the ice swirl up into the air like a snake.* (I may not look it, but I've experienced a lot of battles-)

  Nathan: *He looked up, watching the ice hover over him.* (Man, I hate Rostical-)

  *Joy and Chrisma hummed in the background, cueing the ice to slam down on top of Nathan.*

  Luna: "Shit!" *She slid forward, as if she was leaning on the edge of her seat.*

  Destiny: (Luna?) *Her thoughts echoed in Luna's head.*

  Nathan: "Argh-?!" *He closed his eyes, enduring the explosion of ice around him.*

  Chrisma: *She smiled in accomplishment, looking over her shoulder to Joy.* "Did we do it?"

  Nathan: *He breathed out mist and kept his eyes closed, listening to the ice move around him.* (How could I be so careless? Of course they'd use one to focus my attention on while the other uses a high levelled Rostical!)

  Joy: "Let's sing another score just to be sure!"

  Nathan: *He opened his eyes, shivering in an ice tomb.* (I'm able to move?) *He stood up, firmly holding onto his sword.*

  Chrisma: *She eagerly nodded her head and hummed, closing her eyes.* "Pockets of fire, burn-"

  Joy: *She stood in a battle-ready pose, singing with grace.* "Sway down, be gentle, be tame, now show them your frozen death!-"

  Nathan: *He listened to Joy and Chrisma's words from outside the frozen fortress.* (I'm no fool.. I know Rostical is vastly superior to mere swordsmanship, but-)

  --

  Nathan: "What do you know?!" *He emotionally stepped forward, as if he was ready to fight.*

  Arcadia: "..." *She walked up to Nathan and placed one hand on his gut and the other around his collar bones.*

  Nathan: "What are you doing?"

  Arcadia: "There are seven major points where Neurons are stored in the body. Three of those seven are the most important." *She closed her eyes and tilted her chin upwards, as bubble-like sways of light sparkled around her wrists.*

  Nathan: "What-?" *He stopped in mid-sentence and closed his eyes.* (I can feel tension going away. This is the most feeling I can feel in this weird dream world.)

  Arcadia: "..." *She kept one hand on Nathan's collar bones and raised the other from his gut, towards his forehead.*

  Nathan: (I can feel it..)

  Arcadia: "..."

  Nathan: (I'm ready for Battling Oxident! I'm ready for Battling Oxident! I'm ready!)

  Arcadia: "The process is complete." *She stepped back and opened her eyes.*

  --

  Nathan: (Thank you, everyone, for taking me to Sakura Village-) *He grunted with determination.*

  Karol: *He stared at the ice, unable to see Nathan.* "Is the match over?" *He spoke with disappointment.*

  Lezard: *He watched a red and blue glyph materialise underneath Joy and Chrisma.* "It's not looking good, little one."

  Luna: (C'mon, shithead-)

  Nathan: "The destructive arts number seventy four, Hard Blade." *He raised the sword with both hands, shattering the ice around him.*

  Luna: *She watched strings of mist spiral around the shattering ice.* "Aha, nice!"

  Karol: "All the ice he shuttered-"

  Rachael: "Shattered."

  Karol: "All the ice has formed into his sword!" *He spoke in amazement, as Nathan proudly held his sword with all the ice around it.*

  Nathan: *He ignored swirls of materialising snow which fell around him, as he shouted in determination.* "Harh!"

  Luna: *She smiled in amazement.* (The aura and the ice around his sword. Looks like he's holding a house-sized sword.)

  Destiny: (Yeup!)

  Joy: "POLAR SNAP-"

  Chrisma: "BLAZING HAVOC-"

  Nathan: "Churr-" *He leant forward and dropped the sword to the ground in front of him, slamming the ice on top of Joy and Chrisma.*

  Lezard: *He looked away, as if he could feel their pain.* "Ouchies."

  Nathan: *He looked up, noticing the line of ice where he dropped the sword.* (I'm lucky I paid attention to the training.)

  *Nathan watched the ice suddenly burst into nothing, revealing Chrisma and Joy lying on the ground, motionless.*

  Nathan: (If you would call that dream training, but still.)

  Spectator: "It appears Joy and Chrisma are unable to battle, Nathan is the winner!"

  Nathan: "All right." *He felt a cool breeze revitalise his stamina, watching the remaining ice disappear.* "I want to get you, champion."

  Spectator: "Next is Pepper Captian."

  Nathan: *He watched Joy and Chrisma quickly leave the arena.*

  Chrisma: "Oh, shit your face, we lost, Joy."

  Joy: *She looked at Chrisma with a peaceful smile.* "Let's go."

  Rachael: "Pepper Captian? Isn't that the same person the champion was interested in before?"

  Luna: "Aye? Champion likes the ladies?"

  Rachael: *She sighed as if Luna was an idiot.* "I didn't mean like that, I mean, the fight they had before."

  Lezard: "Ooo, then this match will be delicious then?"

  Nathan: *He looked up and noticed a teenage girl with two ridiculously long ponytails standing in front of him.* "..."

  Pepper: "Nice to meet you, yeah?" *She smiled at Nathan, as if she was oblivious to her match.*

  Nathan: "..." *He stared at Pepper in detail, slightly stretching his wrists.* (That's Pepper.)

  Pepper: "..." *She looked slightly disheartened, as Nathan failed to respond to her.*

  Nathan: (I heard from the champion what she did.) *He pointed the sword at Pepper, cracking his neck to each side.*