Artemis Enzeru
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This is my attempt on an AU fic..........all ideas here may NOT be used without my consent. Also, this fic contains extreme blood and gore. Read at your own risk.
Il Primo Capitolo-Dancer Della Spada
Rain falls from the heavens on an majestic snow white palace, saturating the structure in torrents. And as the rain pours, a clang can be heard echoing throughout the castle, above a sky of grey...
A highly decorated silver colored saber, slowing being patterned with blood in the shape of crimson flowers,from a blond-haired adolescent, rattled violenty as the force from a battleaxe shook it, sounding as if it would shatter into fragments of blood-adorned steel. Twisting his foot, the teen slammed his foot into the armored chest of a titan of a man, though merely a clang was heard.
Assuming his fencing stance again, the youth lunged foward with such force that if the armored behemoth had not blocked, the point of the tempered steel blade would've most likely pierced his armor. Feeling his hand rattle from the clash of blades, echoing the sound of the thunder all around, the blond staggered before getting the massive axe stabbed into his shoulder.
The titan straightened up and glared down on the teen in contempt. "Lucian, you may not wish to continue after being injured so badly. You can barely defend or land attacks.......while I have not taken damage. Perhaps your parents were mistaken in hiring a fighter of my calibur?"
The youth threw off his deep ocean blue overcoat, revealing a lean figure, clothed in knee high black leather boots,buckled for a tight fit, a black longsleeved shirt, with a design that depicted swords crossing through a bleeding heart located on the upper left-hand side of the front, and white gloves covering his hands, that greatly contrasted with his wardrobe. Sneering, his ice blue eyes shimmered. "Don't be ridiculous, you're hardly worth the effort. Just because you landed a few lucky hits proves nothing. I shall cut through you.........like a scythe through wheat." Beckoning to himself with a white gloved hand, he stood strong.
Brutus rubbed at his black colored beard and smirked at the ,bowing as he did so. "Very well Mr Wilhelm......... if you wish for our battle being continued............. it shall." As he spoke this words, he swung the axe in a wide arc that most likely would've ripped through the young man's torso like wet tissue paper.
Lucian smirked sinisterly, and springboarded off the ground with both feet. Landing on the blade of the battleaxe, he did a one-handed handstand and lunged at the giant man's stomach.
Brutus was able to snap his arm up to parry the blow, but it came at a price. The saber shattered the area as soon as it connected, and stabbed through the meaty arm with a sickening sound, like a sword through a watermelon. Gritting his teeth to bite back a cry of pain, when he looked up, the arm had been lost.........all that remainded was a bloody stump.
Lucian grinned maliciously at the sight, pulling the useless appendage off his blade. With a flick of his wrist, the blood flew off the blade, causing it to gleam in the chandilier-lit room.
Brutus roared in outrage. "You bloodthirsty brat.......how dare you take away my arm!" With all his might, he swung the blade down with his remaining right arm.
Lucian casually stepped to the side and dashed at the looming armored figure. Using the momentum gained from the dash, he leapt onto the man's balding head. Swiping his saber downwards, the man's head was removed clean from his shoulders with the skill of a butcher, letting his body fall with a crash.
Picking up the head, Lucian stared at it for a moment. "Et tu, Brute?" With those words, he flung the head through a stone sword wielded by a finely crafted statue of a knight, impaling it on the blade.Sheathing his saber at his side, he grabbed his overcoat and threw it over his shoulder.
"I apologize mother..........but you're going to need to find a new teacher." With that he walked off, a satisfied smirk on his face.
Read, and review. I need critique.
""We are about to head to the battlefield. Believe, our blades will not shatter. Believe our souls will not be cut. Even if our souls seperate, our iron will remains solid. Promise, even if the ground may split...we will come back here alive to this place!" (~Abarai Renji)
Il Primo Capitolo-Dancer Della Spada
Rain falls from the heavens on an majestic snow white palace, saturating the structure in torrents. And as the rain pours, a clang can be heard echoing throughout the castle, above a sky of grey...
A highly decorated silver colored saber, slowing being patterned with blood in the shape of crimson flowers,from a blond-haired adolescent, rattled violenty as the force from a battleaxe shook it, sounding as if it would shatter into fragments of blood-adorned steel. Twisting his foot, the teen slammed his foot into the armored chest of a titan of a man, though merely a clang was heard.
Assuming his fencing stance again, the youth lunged foward with such force that if the armored behemoth had not blocked, the point of the tempered steel blade would've most likely pierced his armor. Feeling his hand rattle from the clash of blades, echoing the sound of the thunder all around, the blond staggered before getting the massive axe stabbed into his shoulder.
The titan straightened up and glared down on the teen in contempt. "Lucian, you may not wish to continue after being injured so badly. You can barely defend or land attacks.......while I have not taken damage. Perhaps your parents were mistaken in hiring a fighter of my calibur?"
The youth threw off his deep ocean blue overcoat, revealing a lean figure, clothed in knee high black leather boots,buckled for a tight fit, a black longsleeved shirt, with a design that depicted swords crossing through a bleeding heart located on the upper left-hand side of the front, and white gloves covering his hands, that greatly contrasted with his wardrobe. Sneering, his ice blue eyes shimmered. "Don't be ridiculous, you're hardly worth the effort. Just because you landed a few lucky hits proves nothing. I shall cut through you.........like a scythe through wheat." Beckoning to himself with a white gloved hand, he stood strong.
Brutus rubbed at his black colored beard and smirked at the ,bowing as he did so. "Very well Mr Wilhelm......... if you wish for our battle being continued............. it shall." As he spoke this words, he swung the axe in a wide arc that most likely would've ripped through the young man's torso like wet tissue paper.
Lucian smirked sinisterly, and springboarded off the ground with both feet. Landing on the blade of the battleaxe, he did a one-handed handstand and lunged at the giant man's stomach.
Brutus was able to snap his arm up to parry the blow, but it came at a price. The saber shattered the area as soon as it connected, and stabbed through the meaty arm with a sickening sound, like a sword through a watermelon. Gritting his teeth to bite back a cry of pain, when he looked up, the arm had been lost.........all that remainded was a bloody stump.
Lucian grinned maliciously at the sight, pulling the useless appendage off his blade. With a flick of his wrist, the blood flew off the blade, causing it to gleam in the chandilier-lit room.
Brutus roared in outrage. "You bloodthirsty brat.......how dare you take away my arm!" With all his might, he swung the blade down with his remaining right arm.
Lucian casually stepped to the side and dashed at the looming armored figure. Using the momentum gained from the dash, he leapt onto the man's balding head. Swiping his saber downwards, the man's head was removed clean from his shoulders with the skill of a butcher, letting his body fall with a crash.
Picking up the head, Lucian stared at it for a moment. "Et tu, Brute?" With those words, he flung the head through a stone sword wielded by a finely crafted statue of a knight, impaling it on the blade.Sheathing his saber at his side, he grabbed his overcoat and threw it over his shoulder.
"I apologize mother..........but you're going to need to find a new teacher." With that he walked off, a satisfied smirk on his face.
Read, and review. I need critique.
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