Corrupted Radiatons

by Michael Rogers

  Destiny: *Her eyes flashed, magnifying her vision by four times than normal.* (He's become very good at that Rostical.)

  Lance: (I can somehow feel her lightning.) *He grunted, trying to push his hand forward.* (I can't push the lightning forward-)

  Champion: "Oh, you can do better. Yours was boosted, was it not?"

  Lance: (Boosted?) "Sh-Shut up."

  Champion: *She slowly pushed forward, causing her lightning to overwhelm Lance.* "Too bad, give it another shot." *She spoke sincerely, watching Lance's lightning disintegrate into nothing.*

  Lance: *The sudden force caused him to stumble back in shock.* "You!"

  Champion: "Me!" *She quickly lowered her arm, purposely dispelling her Rostical.*

  Rachael: "Looks like the champion is going easy on him."

  Luna: "Pssht, she should kick his ass, aye."

  Destiny: "Yeup." *She meowed in agreement, as if she knew who Lance was.*

  Luna: (Aha, why ya agreeing?)

  Destiny: (Your memories.) *Her words echoed in Luna's thoughts, causing them both to smile.*

  Lance: *He regained his composure and frowned, shaking his arm from the recoil.* "Shit nuggets!" *He ran towards the champion, raising the sword.*

  Champion: "A Rostical User with sword skills, as what one of my party members would say, simply deliciously succulent."

  Lezard: "Ooo, pick me!" *He squealed in shock and glanced at Karol and Rachael with a dropping jaw.* "She mentioned the luscious Lezard!"

  Nathan: "She really didn't mention your name-"

  Lezard: "Please don't ruin Lezard's excitement." *He giggled and shook his bottom with growing morale and excitement.*

  Lance: *He gritted his teeth and ran into striking distance, slicing the sword downwards.* "Gah-"

  Champion: *She hobbled to the side barely avoiding his slash.* "ICICLE EDGE"

  Lance: *He lunged forward, jabbing the sword at the champion's head.* "Huh-?"

  *An ice shard fell at incredible speeds and hit the sword, blocking Lance's attack.*

  Lance: "H-How?" *He gasped in shock, watching ice harden around the sword.*

  Luna: "Aha, the ice spear jabbed into the ground with his sword stickin' inside it!"

  Rachael: "Shouldn't you be cheering for him?"

  Luna: "Cheerin' that shit nugget? Nah! I'm rootin' for my homie."

  Rachael: "Your homie?" *She spoke with a condescending smile.*

  Luna: "Aha, fuck up."

  Rachael: "Hehe."

  Lezard: "Your language hurts these old bones." *He wailed at Luna.*

  Luna: "Wateva, I'm tryin' to watch." *She grunted, focusing her attention back to Lance.*

  Champion: (You may know Rostical, but compared to Nathan, you're very easy to read.)

  Lance: "Bah!" *He glanced at the champion, trying to pull the sword out of the ice shard.*

  Champion: "Swift might, at my command, AIR SWIRL" *She pushed her palm forward, blasting Lance across the ground.*

  Karol: *He watched Lance rumble away from the champion.* "He's slow."

  Lance: *He stopped sliding across the dirt, coughing in shock.* (I hate how she can throw me around so easily.) *He regained his footing, facing the champion.*

  Champion: "I need something that attacks from the front, but also to be able to bend its appearance."

  Lance: *He firmly held onto the sword, glancing at chunks of ice on the handle.* (That Icicle Edge was almost instant.) *He mumbled in recollection, flicking the ice off the sword.*

  Champion: *She whispered to herself, gasping with realisation.* "Oh! I know."

  Lance: *He focused his attention on the champion and sprinted towards her, looking down in surprise.* "Huh? I'm only jogging?"

  Nathan: (Where is he looking?) *He thought to himself with growing annoyance.*

  Lance: "-But I'm sprinting at full speed?" *He mumbled to himself in shock, quickly glancing up at the champion.*

  Champion: "Flames consume and burn my Astragons-"

  Lance: (Or at least it feels like I'm only jogging-)

  Champion: *She took a step back, raising an arm.* "HEAT LANCE" *She pretended to throw a spear, hurtling four red lance-like flames at Lance.*

  Lance: "Shit-" *He ran to the side, listening to the flames scorch the air past him.*

  Champion: (Missed one? Better focus more Astragons-)

  Lance: *He stared at another fire lance and moved to the side, noticing it match his angle.* (She can control the flames somehow.)

  Champion: "I will make sure this hits." *She spoke in a cold tone, slightly tilting her head in determination.*

  Lance: *He ran towards the fire lance for a collision, readying himself to jump out of the way.* (OK-) *He gasped with widening eyes, watching another two fire lances scorch out of the fire lance.*

  Rachael: "Nice."

  Lezard: "Did she just create more Remenistal from the one attack?"

  Karol: "Yheah!" *He squealed in amazement.*

  Champion: (It's been many many years since I've had to fight for my life.. This is nothing.. But.. It's the freedom-) *She smiled, as the air in front of her warped due to the heat of the flames.*

  Lance: (Shit! I can't do anything now!) *He closed his eyes, bracing himself.*

  Champion: (Oh my, I'm terribly sorry, Season-) *She lowered her arm, slowly turning around in a victorious-like manner.* (I never got to use Grand-)

  Lance: *He felt the heat of the fire, causing him to gulp in fear.* (This is gonna hurt!-) *His image disappeared, causing Luna and Nathan to gasp.*

  Luna: "Aye?"

  Rachael: "Did Lance-" *She noticed Lance reappear several feet from where he was.* (He can even flashstep?)

  Lance: *He opened his eyes in confusion.* "Why didn't the fire-?" *He tripped on his own foot in shock, tumbling to the ground.*

  Lezard: "Looks like he's just as shocked as you, Razzypoo."

  Champion: *She slowly turned back around, noticing Lance on the dirt unharmed.* (I didn't expect him to know how to flashside.)

  Lezard: "Makes me realise, only Nathan can flashstep in our whole guild."

  Luna: "Didn't Rach flashstep at them games?"

  Lezard: "When she went all crump-a-luscious crazy on Zazark?"

  Rachael: *She looked at Lezard without turning her head away from the match.* (I wish I could remember that.)

  Champion: (I've been watching all his matches, if he could flashside, why did he wait until now to do so? Perhaps I should manipulate the ground to stop his new skill?) *She closed both hands and focused, causing a brown glyph to shine under her feet.*

  Lance: "Wat did I-? Wat did I do?" *He stood up, dropping the sword in sheer shock.*

  Champion: "GROUND SHAKING" *She punched her fists together and pushed them forward, causing a line of different sized rocks to pierce up towards Lance.*

  Lance: *He awkwardly swayed to each side, helplessly staring at the rocks.* (Sh-Shit! I can't move-)

  Champion: *She enthusiastically pushed forward, blasting a pillar up into Lance's stomach.* "Ouch, hope you're okay?" *She spoke with a smile while sounding sincere.*

  Lance: "Bah-" *He tumbled across the ground, sliding several feet back before stopping.*

  Rachael: "She knows ground Rostical?"

  Lezard: "Lezard agrees, Razzypoo. Perhaps she never used ground when you and Trev-" *He paused in mid-sentence.*

  Rachael: "It's okay, Lezard. I think you're right."

  Luna: "That was pretty kool though." *She punched her fists together and pushed forward, pretending she was the champion.*

  Champion: "I suppose I should finish this up." *She looked over her shoulder towards the gate, glancing at the guild.*

  Lance: *He frowned and took a step forward, quickly dropping to his knees.* "Argh-" *He coughed out blood, wrapping both arms around his stomach.*

  Champion: *She faced Lance and cupped her hands, forming a circle with her fingers.* "Defensive winds, swirl and soar, offensive gusts, grand rifts blow throughout my spirit-" *She looked
down, watching a green glyph form itself on the ground.*

  Karol: "That incantation.."

  Lezard: "You don't think she's using-"

  Lance: (My stomach, it hurts!) *He grunted in thought, noticing glyphic-like symbols materialise in the air around the champion.*

  Nathan: "Grand Rostical."

  Karol and Lezard: "Grand Remenistal."

  Champion: "Tunnel its power through the almighty clouds and pierce anything that stands in its way, DIVINE TORNADO" *She shouted, causing the symbols and glyph to glow brighter.*

  Destiny: (The glyph, it's making a bell-like charm sound.)

  Luna: (Nah, it sounds more like chimes aye.)

  Rachael: *She watched layers of the glyph spiral in the air around the champion.* "I wonder why she didn't use this in her previous matches."

  Nathan: "She may not look it, but I believe she enjoys fighting."

  Karol: "Weally?"

  Lezard: "Do you think so?" *He quickly shook his head, dismissing the idea.* "No! Our champypoo isn't that type of lady."

  Nathan: "..."

  Lance: *He coughed in pain, watching a swirl of white wind ring around the arena in confusion.* (From what I've seen, Rostickal is Rost-i-ckal. Besides Millard, I haven't seen anything too dangerous-)

  *The wind picked up speed, causing the audience to become quiet.*

  Lance: *He looked around him in shock.* (Her stupid wind is taking up nearly the whole arena-)

  *The wind violently blasted high into the air, blocking the audience's view.*

  Karol: "Wha-?!" *He squealed and covered his eyes, as a dirt cloud violently blew past him.*

  Nathan: *He tilted his head away while keeping an eye towards the arena.* (My Ougi, I actually developed it to fight your Grand Rostical.)

  Rachael: "Luna, help me blow this wind out of the waiting area."

  Luna: "With our amazing Rostickal!" *She quickly walked beside Rachael and she started to motion her arms away.*

  Destiny: *She noticed the dirt cloud unnaturally sway around the waiting area.* (You're getting really good at this.)

  Luna: (Wat you mean?)

  Destiny: *She watched the dirt filled wind blow out of the waiting area, causing sighs of relief to be heard.* (Remember you had trouble creating wind, now you can manipulate it easily.)

  Lezard: *He watched Rachael punch the wind away.* (She's pushing away the dirt in the wind.. Holy fish-cakes, she's really smart.)

  Lance: *His hair flicked on all sides, as he squinted his eyes.* "W-Wat is a bit of wind gonna do?!" *He shouted at the champion, arrogantly hiding his fear.*

  Champion: "Silly boy, allow me to pour more Neurons into the Rostical." *She watched the wind intensify, slightly dragging Lance across the ground.*

  Karol: "Holy Neurons! It sounds like a storm." *He listened to the wind howl.*

  Lezard: *He noticed the area darken.* (Is she purposely dragging the start of the Remenistal out, or is it because of the set limitations of the games?)

  Lance: *He frowned, pointing at the champion.* "DRAGON'S BR-"

  Champion: *She watched a sway of white wind push Lance off his feet.* (I don't think he's witnessed a Grand Rostical before.)

  Lance: "Gah-?!" *He tumbled across the ground, before flying into the air.*

  Luna: "The wind is still growing in strength and speed."

  Nathan: *He took a step forward and leant against the wall while placing his hands on the back of his head.* (Were you planning on using this against me, champion?)

  Champion: (I have spent my entire life practising Rostical.) *She flicked her fingers, causing swirls of wind to cut all over Lance's body.* (Well, I started practising it after meeting you Andy...)

  Lance: *He gasped, watching cuts form all over his arms in shock.* (It feels like paper cuts!)

  Champion: (Unfortunately I can't show you how much stronger this Rostical can become, it's nearing Battling Oxident's limit.) *She clicked her fingers, causing the wind to instantly stop and the area to revert back to normal.*

  *The audience gasped and looked up, watching thick strings of sand and dirt spiral in the air.*

  Lance: *He looked down, noticing he was high in the air.* (The arena looks really small! I have a bird's eye view of the entire Battling Oxident.) *He smiled until he realised he started to fall.* "Oh, shi-"

  Champion: (I usually don't go all out, but I respect Season too much not do it.) *She watched Lance fall at an incredible speed.*

  Lance: (Oh fudge nuggets-) *He sighed in defeat and slammed into the ground, causing a wave of dirt to sway in the air around him.*

  Season: "..." *He observed the arena from his royal-like chair.*

  Spectator: "The champion keeps her position once again!"

  Champion: "Good battle." *She looked at Lance and smiled.*

  Lance: *He coughed in pain, noticing smears of his blood in the dirt.* (Lost because of wind?)

  Champion: *She brushed dirt off her shoulder while focusing her attention to the audience.* "Thank you all so very much for enjoying this game's Battling Oxident."

  *The champion's gratitude caused the cheers to grow louder.*

  Champion: *She bowed to the audience and faced the gate, slowly hobbling towards it.* (I appreciate everyone for putting our quest on hold, so I could participate in Battling Oxident.)

  Rachael: "Hehe. She makes it look easy, doesn't she?"

  Luna: "I reckon!"

  Destiny: "Yeup!"

  Champion: (They didn't have to wait for Nathan and me, but they all decided to come..) *She hobbled towards the gates, staring at Rachael, Luna, Karol and Lezard with a smile.* (How would they act if they ever found out?)

  *The champion hobbled to each side due to her hunchback, ignoring the continuous sounds of cheers.*

  Champion: (The origins to this yellow-eyed beast.. It somehow involves Radiatons, I know this for a fact.. But there aren't many candidates, which should make this task quite easy.)

  *The champion hobbled into the waiting area, glancing at her guild members.*

  Champion: (But it isn't.) *She smiled.* "We should go."

  Nathan: "About time." *He grunted and leant off the wall.*

  Lezard: (Nathan isn't happy he didn't even get to fight the champion this game.)

  Rachael: "Alright, let's go!" *She spoke in a stern-like voice, leading the guild out of the waiting area.*