《Raised by Heroes》Chapter 11
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I decided to relax at the beach, sitting on the sand and my feet next to the water, but not that close to the water.
Percy and Crystal were rotating through numerous outdoor activities today. I was bored. Thinking that they already forgotten that I even exist, which is fine...I guess...
A moment ago, which was after lunch.
Annabeth told me that she'll be teaching me how to speak, write, and read in Ancient Greek, it was fun to act clueless to her but it only lasted for one and a half hours...
Maybe I could-
"There you are" a male voice came in, cutting my thoughts.
I opened one of my eyes and found Luke, I frowned because of him. He still has his sword strapped on his waist meaning he was done training. I sighed in annoyance and looked at the bright blue sky, ignoring Luke completely, which is hard since he's staring at me.
Does he want to spar with me?
I don't feel like it today...
My eyes twitched when I could still feel his eyes at me.
"Stop staring will you?" I asked, annoyed. Luke didn't say anything, I took a glance at him and saw his hand reached his sword. My eyes narrowed when he drew his sword and swung at my head. I rolled to the side as I narrowly avoided his sword.
I hate it when my relaxations were cut off because of useless things💢
"What is wrong with you?!" I asked him but he didn't say anything.
Luke pulled his sword which was stuck on the sand, right where my head was before. I sighed when he walked towards me slowly, Luke swung his sword again and this time I dodged straight to the shore, I landed on the wet sand which also got parts of me wet. I went to my feet and jumped to the side when Luke swung his sword at me again.
"If your trying to kill me, just give up and leave me alone!" I yelled again but Luke didn't answer me, at all, like he totally ignoring me. My hand twitched and I growled at him.
"Fight me" he said in monotone voice almost like a robot. "Wha-hey!!" I quickly jumped back when his sword only one inches from my nose. The only thing that was sliced were parts of my hair......
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I landed on my feet and when Luke swung his sword again, I ran.
While running, I dodged and jumped on somethings and maybe on some of the Satyrs and campers while Luke was still tailing me. I cannot summon my weapons for them all to see.
"Crystal!" I yelled when I spotted her with a sword on her hands with someone, she looked at me confused and finally got it when she saw Luke. "Throw the Sword!" I yelled again and when she threw it hard I grabbed it by the blade and handle, slightly wincing and finally showed a stance.
*Clang*
The swords clashed as my sword blocked Luke's, I moved mine along with his to the side and jumped back, my. Luke smirked when he saw me on my fighting stance, he twirled his sword on his hand and looked at me with smug look.
"Finally, you've draw your own sword!" he said and grinned.
"You ass!" I shouted and Luke eyebrow twitched when I called him that "If you want to fight, ask like a normal person will you?!" I growled "Not by trying to behead me like your some Sanson!" I said which made him slightly confused.
"Well, you need encouragement" Luke said easily "Since you are one lazy kid"
"I'm not lazy!" I argued "I'm just...chill. Yeah, chill, I hate pointless fights. It's a waste of time and a pain in the ass!"
Luke studied me "Spar with me"
I blinked, confused. "Huh?"
"Percy and Crystal said that you managed to hold that Minotaur back" Luke said, I sighed and glared at him. "I guess I was lucky that I didn't drown twice at the exact moment then." I said, slightly snarling whilst ignoring the few people who were whispering to each other when I said that.
"We'll see." Luke said and charged at me, I jumped to the side before he could make a hit. Luke spun around and swung his sword at me and I quickly blocked it and pushed him away. I decided to charge back at Luke, swinging my sword at his face but he deflected it with his own sword, though before he could move I kicked him in the stomach and he fell the ground.
I was happy in the moment but then remembered almost something happening like this...
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-Flashback-
-Narrator's pov.-
"Ow!" Mika said as she to the ground after a sneak attack.
"You shouldn't get distracted Mika." A girl with blonde hair said, "Sorry Ms.Arturia..." The younger girl said as she was helped to stand up. "Keep a straight face when your challenged to a duel. Opponents can try to take advantage if you showed some form of weakness. Alright?" The woman named Arturia Pendragon said to her, it was sword training for Mika and Arturia–known as Saber, was her instructor for today.
"Alright," Mika said and nodded while Saber just smiled, "Everything begins with your stance, remember." She said and told Mika to copy her movement.
Saber said and Mika did what she said as they did some simple steps again, "
Saber then saw Mika look up to her instead of the swordsboth of them smiled as they continued.
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The instructor said to Mika as she practiced.
Mika nodded as she went forward.
The woman who looked like Saber- or Nero, said to Mika who was now slightly nervous.
Nero said to her again and continued.
Nero said as she showed her what's the right position.
Nero suddenly said and smiled which made Mika confused.
Nero said and told her to practice more.
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Jeanne said to Mika as they waited for D'eon, both of them were training Mika one day.
Jeanne then smiled when she remembered an old memory.
D'eon said when she arrived back to themBoth heroic spirits told her as they started her training.
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When I blinked from the memory I quickly dodged Luke's strike and jumped back,
We exchanged blows and without knowing some of the camper watching us fight.
Luke charged at me again, I blocked his sword and changed my position, I spun around and switched my sword to my left hand.
Luke's eyes widened when he saw the sword come after him in another direction, he quickly jumped back. . "Go Mika!" I heard Crystal cheer.
I shifted into another position and ran to Luke and swung my sword again. But he blocked it with his own sword so I moved my left hand and swung it to his face .
Luke quickly jumped back. I charged at him, swinging my sword as he either blocked or stepped back while I dodged his every strike one by one without breaking a sweat, I could see on his face, that he was overwhelmed
I thought as I remembered a trick.
As Luke swung, I ducked out of the way to turn and I swiftly kicked him at the legs letting him fall. But before he could move to grab his sword I kicked it away and leaned on him, right hand on his chest that exerted my weight on him while my left pointed my sword's tip to his neck. "Tell me your reason for me to not cut your neck like you did to my hair, zasshu," I said to him.
"I think that's enough Mika," I turned my head to see Percy and Annabeth walk towards us. "Fine," I sighed as I stood up and helped Luke stand while I gave Crystal, her sword back.
"I think you losing will just have to do for now," I said to Luke.
"Where did you learn your swordsmanship anyway?" He asked while I thought about what to say. "...Someone back in my hometown...My father had a friend who was an instructor. So a few years of tricks and training I seem to ace things like these." I explained.
"Still, I could still teach you a few more tricks if you want?" Luke said and I told him that I'll think about it. "Mika! Your hand!" I glanced at Crystal who spoke and looked at my hand to see it slightly bleed with almost dried blood on my palm, "It must've happened when you threw the sword to me, my adrenaline's covering the pain so I should probably go." I said to her and Annabeth offered to lead me to the infirmary, we then walked away and noticed that some of the campers were watching me and Luke with amazed looks. Some of the boys and girls whispered among each other while I walked making me sweat dropped.
"So much for laying low now..." I mumbled and continued to follow Annabeth, hopefully I can ask a Satyr or Chiron if I can pick some berries for me to snack on later.
I hope you guys like the fight scene, what do you guys think about it?
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