《Rise of the Protector》Chapter 9: Summon your weapon!
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Ravok was looking down from the roof of the mall. If he fell from this height, he would surely break something. "Jump, you wuss," Red's voice spurred him on.
"What?!? No, I'll break my f*cking leg," Ravok said as he shook his head. While he did jump onto here without much problem, he was not at all sure if he could jump down without injury, and his human side was screaming to get back away from the ledge.
"Don't be a baby. We can do it just fine," Red yells, seemingly unable to contain her excitement. Despite not being able to see it, Ravok feels her lighten up. Some part of her anger is easing out.
"Alright, but if I die, I am taking you two with me," Ravok says as he peers over the edge again, fear still pumping through his body. He closed his eyes for a moment before taking a confident step forward over the ledge. The sensation of air rushing past him, the yelling of the wind past his ears. All of it was only encouraging his fear. Once he hit the concrete, it would be all over. Yet when his feet touched the ground, he landed as if it was a small skip, gentle and careful as his feet almost automatically repositioned themselves to ensure the landing was as smooth as possible.
As he opened his eyes, he was face to face with a girl no older than fifteen, holding a hand over her mouth as she followed his way down. Her eyes filled with the same fear pumping through his heart only moments ago. Yet there was no relief at seeing him land where he did. The fear only intensified as she turned around and ran. Ravok tried to reach out but realized he had no way to explain this in a way that would make sense for an average person.
"Told you!" Red said as she and blue suddenly reappeared right next to him. She followed it with an excited slap on his shoulder before realizing her lack of bitterness at the situation. Her body language immediately hid the excitement away, pushing it back as she tried to make sure that he wouldn't have noticed what had just happened.
Blue, on the other hand, was still thinking, her hand on her chin like she was calculating a problem she had not faced before. "We need to train more… I have some things to figure out…." She said as she looked at the two with a serious look. "Red tried to fight but couldn't… why is that… it is not something that happened before."
As mentioned, Red immediately became grumpy and angry, looking at her own hands as if they betrayed her. "What the f*ck was up with that.." She said as she looked questioningly at Blue.
Blue shook her head. "I am not sure yet… we have to experiment…." She said as she started walking up and down, her thoughts spiraling through her mind as she moved.
"We can do that… at home, we don't have a backyard, but we can use my room," Ravok said as he started walking, realizing something important. "Sh*t! The f*cking clothes," He said as he started running. Red realized that they left those at the front of the stores, rushing in the same worry and speed as Ravok, grabbing hold of Blue her arm, pulling her along as she ran.
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Luckily for the trio, the bags of clothing they had left behind were still there. While someone had moved them to the side to ensure they weren't right in view, nothing was taken out of them. With luck at least slightly on their side, they made their way to the car, still discussing all the things that could have gone wrong when they fought the beast together. Red kept cursing and exclaiming that it was all the fault of the soul link, while Blue only occasionally jumped in the conversation to correct Red or speculate on possible causes. Ravok had almost nothing to bring into the conversation. All of this was new to him, and even the little things he knew made little sense to him, yet he knew that Red needed someone to vent to, so he brought in the occasional disagreement or counterpoint to her arguments.
Finally, they arrived home. The car was on one of its last breaths. The gas left could only drive them to one more location before it had to be filled up again. Yet gas money was not something Ravok quickly had, especially with prices at an all-time high worldwide.
"What if it is just instinct?" Blue mumbled out loud as they made their way upstairs, making Ravok think back for a moment about one of the shows he watched when he was younger.
He poses with a bright smile, leaning forward with a slight hint of animosity. "Instinct!" He said dramatically. Red and Blue only gave him a weird look, which became more confused when he followed it up. "The difference between a king and a horse… it's from a show… never mind."
Blue continued her thought, shaking her head. "No… instinct would want us to fight… it was not an opponent stronger than Red or me alone… yet we retreated into you.." She kept rambling as suddenly the loud and chipper voice of Sarah burst through her concentration
"RAVOK! DINNER IS READY IN 25 MINUTES! DON'T BE LATE!" Sarah knew all too well that Ravok came late to dinner more often than not because school went on late or the occasional part-time job would wiggle its way in before he could eat dinner.
Ravok yelled back in understanding as the trio entered his room. Blue sits on his bed, still rambling suggestions, only to disagree with herself quickly after. She was getting lost in her thoughts, a place that none but the bravest warriors would dare to venture.
Red quickly spoke up, annoyed and impatient as she looked at Blue. "So training… figuring things out? Experimenting?" She asked as she held out her hand, the ax appearing within moments of her holding out her hand. Her eyes looked it up and down and then looked confused at Blue and Ravok. "See! This is how it f*cking was before… after your sister came into the room."
Both of them glanced at it. Ravok had a moment to think. If it was not anything to do with instinct or had anything to do with Red or Blue using their powers. Then maybe it had something to do with him. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. "Red… prepare to block… just in case."
"What?" She said, confused as she brought up her ax, holding it tightly with two hands. Ravok closed his mind and tried to concentrate. He swung back his fist and thought back to the fight that Ravok had within his soul, about possible moves she could make to dodge or block the attack, his mind shifting from a casual, friendly mode into the same one he had while fighting the occasional bully. Red started moving her ax to intercept, but before she could make any movement, she and Blue disappeared into thin air.
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"The f*ck? Again?!?" Red yelled out in confusion, still holding her ax inside of Ravok. In her anger, she immediately jumped back out. "What did you do that for…." She stopped, realizing that Ravok had figured it out. Blue looked in utter shock that someone had figured something like this out before her.
"It is me…." Ravok says slowly as he looks at the two. Blue started to nod as she started adding things up. You could see that whatever it was still had her confused like it didn't make sense, and the harder you tried to understand it, the more strange it got. Red only looked angry.
"So what you are saying is even if we want to fight, if you want to fight, we automatically do the thing?" Red says, confused and angry. It was like she didn't want to believe what was being told, like someone just took away the one thing that was important to her.
"I think so…" Ravok said apologetically. Preferably he would fight alongside them but whatever happens wasn't in his control, or at least… not yet. "But before you get even angrier, how about we train with this… try and control this instead of hating the situation" He raised his hand outward.
Red only sounded frustrated but nodded. Blue did the same, showing the same frustration as Red for an entirely different reason as the two disappeared once more. Ravok could feel their power course through his veins, their frustration bubbling on the surface, the sense of powerlessness to defend oneself should they need to. Feelings that were not his own started seeping into his mind. He fears being left alone and having nobody around to care for him. The fear of the unknown of not knowing where you came from, who your family is, and now facing someone who has all of that without worrying about it. The fear of an unknown group hunting you just for your very existence.
Inside Ravok, Red and Blue looked at each other. The fight before was the first time they correctly shared their powers with Ravok without holding back, the first time they shared their entire being with him. But because of the adrenaline flowing through all of their veins, their only feelings were that of fighting. Now it was different, however, as there was no foe, no enemy to fight, and no bloodlust being shared by the three. As the two of them looked up, they could see the flux of color. Only now that they have looked at it do they realize how pretty it is. Their feelings, their entire selves flowing and colliding with each other, sometimes it is like oil on water, two entirely separate liquids colliding but not mixing, yet other times the colors swirl and merge, moving through each other like a dance between two partners. Blue could finally properly feel the frustration of the loss of memories, not as a glance of memory that floated by, but as pain in the heart. Red felt the frustration of being unable to express what she was feeling, the stress of almost losing the only person you trusted in a world that was not meant for you.
The three took a deep breath, precisely at the same time. "Let's train then, shall we?" Ravok said as he let the emotions that bubbled up slowly die as he tried to focus on a task, holding his hands out in front of him. Trying to manipulate the energy in the world around him like the memories of Blue show him.
Red and Blue stood, concentrated and ready. Red was calm, a look you would rarely see on her face. Blue was determined, concentrated like a light was lit up right behind her eyes as the two held their hands out.
As they stood in the same position, Ravok attempted again, the energy spreading like roots in the sky, invisible to the naked eye, slowly trying to form the same ax that he had now seen many times before. The world around him started to fade away, the light in his room flickering out of sight until the room was dark, only lit up by the red and blue energy that was gathering in his hands and filled with some static, the sheets of his bed started lightly floating as it was touched by the power that was steadily flowing out of Ravok. Yet as the energy between his hands connected, the red and blue trying to grasp their way around each other, something shattered again. Like the two sides refused to mix into something new, wanting to stay separated and away from each other. The energy that collected burst into a small explosion, not strong enough to damage the room but powerful enough to knock Ravok back into the wall.
Red and Blue felt the same shock inside. With Blue, the top side of the ax had formed in her hands, shattering and breaking, leaving only the bottom of the hilt. Red had the opposite problem. Most of the handle had been blown to pieces, leaving only the bladed ax as it fell down the floor.
The three did not give up in the next fifteen minutes, trying repeatedly, but the same thing kept happening. The energy coalesced together and exploded shortly after. "F*ck sake, I am doing it exactly how you two remember," Ravok complains as he starts to try again before Blue interrupts.
"Stop… I might know what is happening… our powers are like oil and water… and you are trying to mix them," Blue spoke as she looked at the half-broken weapon in her hand and then at the other half that Red was holding. The two weapons have shattered at the exact location opposite each other. "What if you try to form two weapons… in separate hands."
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