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Aurelius Pendragon


Aurelius mind raced with the many ideas that could explain how this man could pull off such a feat. This speed could not be natural, the precision of his cut was beyond anything he knew. Swordsmen in Camelot did fight with such speed, men like his father relied on superior technique and brawn to face down those that oppose them. His eyes just stared at the leaf as it slowly floated to the ground, the two halves representing the two halves of his mind seeking two different reasoning; One half sure that this man was using magic, and the other thinking it had to be the sword. That mindset slowly tanked as the man handed a katana to Aurelius, and he reached out to grip it.

"I will practice and meet with you again." Aurelius bowed respectfully, "I look forward to your teachings."

He brought the blade to his side, gripping the handle tightly to feel it's solid wood design. The weight did not match his regular sword, being lighting along the blade, noticing it was heavier in the handle only. A different form of training would be needed to prepare himself with this blade. He felt as though he could wield it to create faster strokes with less force; a novice to using any weapon of its kind. Aurelius turned to face Lady with a genuine smile. "Let's go train."
Uchiha Mika/Training Ground 17

Mika sat in awe of the older woman, for she was staring intensely past the boy. He had no idea what she could be thinking and why she had suddenly turned into a statue. Just what could this all mean for Mika in the long run? He didn't know but, he hoped she was just as good as hyped. His goal needed to be rectified, this woman being the current harbinger of his fate, and he couldn't face his father without the teachings of those ranked higher than him. The very idea of needing a teacher infuriated the young genin just a bit. Sometimes you had to be able to get stronger on your own, if that was even possible at this point and time. Within that moment of thought, Eri finally broke the silence with a very confusing monologue; words being spouted such as creep and jumping girls, Mika was only kind of listening.

"HEY! I'M NOT A CREEP!" Mika leaned forward with big eyes before lifting hand to his chest, thumb pointing at himself, "My name's Uchiha Mikazuchi. Just call me Mika."

Leaning back, the boy had a slight grimace form on his face. The name of Mikazuchi gave a sour taste as it was the name of the abusive man he called father; it was only used to make sure she knew who the youngster was. Mika reset his face to a bland, unsatisfied look. He could only wonder if this woman would let him train with the others.

"So you're Eri-sensai, right?"

PAGONIA


Etoile had taken herself out the fight to give Zestasia a moment to recuperate his waning Sol, giving them a better shot at fighting the treeants. Pythia and Laz had created an opening to strike at one of the treeants. Pagonia was happy to have help from his brother, but for now he had to focus on capitalizing the opening. "Zes, its time for a counter attack. Follow my lead." Pagonia spun his sword around before pointing it at the treeant. The second treeant was acting in protection of it's partner but, it was less vines to worry about.

"GET OUTTA MY WAY"

Using every muscle in his legs, the young ice wielding swordsman moved like a beast chasing it's prey. Vines tearing through the air attempting to stop the magi; his blade being the only barrier to stop them. Quick steps, pivots, and feints mixed with his near weightless claymore of ice ripping through vines. His heart raced, beating against his broken ribs and his breath growing heavier by the second. Today Pagonia would show his endurance, dashing past Pythia to reach the treeant; the gaping maw of the monstrous tree being a sheath for Pagonia to thrust his sword into. The next move might not kill it but, it would hurt like hell. "ZES, BURN IT!"

PAGONIA


"Watch out for the vines!"

The word echoed through the air, catching the group off guard including Pagonia's usually keen senses. Malum permeated the area of the forest surrounding the young swordsman, vines reaching out to place him six feet under. This was all happening at the absolute worst time, only a few hours after the korvar fight; Pagonia's left arm still reeling in pain. He had to shake the pain to defend himself. His mind raced at the thought as Zes or anyone here being injured; they weren't exactly friends but, he considered everyone here as a comrade. Suddenly his instincts kicked in, his hand raced to his sword, pulling it from the sheath to sever a vine only moments after it entered his space.

"Aw hell. Just one bad thing after another."


The golden eyes of the eldest Calore brother darted around the area, scanning and taking in the environment. Every action ran through his mind, the world slowing down around him. This was how Pagonia saw combat, his body reacting almost automatically to danger. The blade of Durandel cleaved through another vine as Pagonia dashed forward. The initial plan was to help Zes fight off the vines as he figured that the lack of sunlight would be an issue. The problem was that Pagonia's completely underestimated how dangerous the situation was, Clara and Zes both getting injured. Pagonia stopped dead in his tracks, finally tired off everything today.

"I won't let you take him from me."

A cold wind began to encircle Durandel, ice forming over it like frost on a window. Pagonia's body shook ever so slightly from his own inner anger. He wouldn't lose Zestasia again.

"Glacies Subcinctus.." Pagonia lifted his sword in front of him, placing his hand upon it's blade before sliding it across, "ZWEIHANDER!"

Ice coalesced together upon the blade, taking a solid form, expanding outward in the image of the sword. Sharpening upon completion of the ice sword, this blade was huge in comparison to Durandel but, lacked any of the weight that would accompany a sword of its size. Taking a single step forward, Pagonia dashed forward with a burst of energy. One swing of his sword covered a wide arc, the ice severing the vines like the blade it covered. His movements flowed into one another like a wave in the ocean, flips and tumbles to avoid the vines, a swing of his sword cutting through the opposition. This was the Way of the Sparrow, the style Pagonia had honed for years, now being reduced to fighting plants.

"Zestasia." Pagonia stood in front of his brother, sending away another vine. He took a stance like a knight protecting his king. The only goal for the swordsman was to get the younger Calore to safety and help the others. "Zes, get to Etoile and Clara. We can discuss things later. ETOILE! Watch out for Clara and Zes, I'll take center stage." Pagonia narrowly avoided a vine, the air from the plant blowing his hair back. How long could Pagonia stay in top form? Even he realized he couldn't fight for an extended time, his chest started to throb and his left arm felt weak. No matter how this turned out, he wasn't leaving his brother's side again.
Uchiha Mika/Training Ground 17

Pain. That's all Mika felt as his young body flung away the training ground by the esteemed Jounin-Sensai. His mind couldn't even follow the woman's movements and his eyes only saw air. A loud thud echoed from Mika landing on his butt, his breathing heavy; the wind had been knocked from the boy causing him to intake big breathes. "OW! What the---" Mika stopped for a moment as he finally opened his eyes. A beautiful shade of purple caught his attention, causing the young boy to go dumbstruck for a second. A shade so beautiful that he got lost as the saying would go. Beet red was the color that filled the cheeks of the awestruck child. Fortunately that would come to an end as Mika's mind came back to what was important, literally shaking his head to bring his senses back to normal.

"HEY! That hurt." Mika jumped to his feet, one hand pointing at Eri, and the other on his hip, "I was testing my new teammates."

His voice was dead serious in delivery but yet his face had such a goofy grin attached to it. For Mika, this was all a test to see what his new team could do. Now the jounin seemed to be on him about impressing people. A small part of him was looking to impress them but at the same time he just wanted to finally get his mind off things. Suddenly the thought ran through his mind that maybe they had not told the Jounin about him being a temporary member which would make this all the more difficult.

"Didn't the tell you about adding a temporary genin? I guess my dad spoiled that info." Mika crossed his arms and nodded his head to the side as he spoke.
Aurelius Pendragon


Aurelius stared sternly as the man began to make fun of him. It hurt his pride a bit to beaten by someone only wielding a stick. Those movements, they were something he had never seen before. Before he could open his mouth to rebuttal, the experienced swordsman began to explain why Aurelius had lost, his ear perked up to take in everything the man said; the words cut through him like the sword he was holding. Suddenly he became further interested as the man spoke about training. This could be his ticket to learning to hone his abilities and finally avenge his mother.

"I accept your offer of training." Aurelius spoke calmly as he stood, dusting himself off.
Uchiha Mika/Training Ground 17
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....Flashback to Mikazuchi Uchiha Household....

"Worthless." The voice of the head of the household spoke with pure anger, "You are dishonoring your grandfather." Mika only stared at the man that he was forced to call father. Mikazuchi loomed over his child, physically as imposing as a mountain over a town, a daunting feeling that made Mika's heart drop. Hatred for this man filled every bone in his body, every moment of abuse ran through his mind, and his eyes slowly began to form into the sharingan. Suddenly he felt a tug at his pants, Mika stopped to look at the young boy calling his name. In his baby brother's eyes he could see himself and what he used to be.

.......Flashback ends......


From the bushes near training ground 17, Mika sat in hiding, watching the girls as they fought. Studying their movements, it was his goal to face them and show the sensai of Team 17 just who he was. His sharingan flickered from left to right, watching every punch, kick, and dodge. They were good for kids and even he knew it would be difficult to show off but, it would not be impossible. Team 17 would be his temporary team to teach him how to be a ninja; a fate he wished he could spend with people he would permanently call teammates. Suddenly the girls were spaced apart from each other, a break in the fighting finally. Without a second thought, Mika dashed up the closest tree to the highest branch over looking the training ground. He gripped two kunai with explosive tags attached to them and threw them in-between the girls; the explosion small enough to avoid hurting them but big enough to grab their attention.

"I HAVE COME TO SHOW YOU THE TRUTH OF THE UCHIHA!"

Mika reached for the Fuma Shuriken strapped to his back, brandishing it in hand like a melee weapon, using the bar in the middle as a handle. The sun gleamed upon the blade of the shuriken, shining brightly like a star itself. He dove straight toward the battlefield, throwing three kunai, each aimed at a different kunochi. Using the momentum gained from falling, Mika would attempt to land a strong kick to Lumika's shoulder, then push himself backwards into a flip to gain some distance. The jounin probably already saw him coming, but now he was here to test his future teammates.

Aurelius Pendragon


Air, that was all Aurelius managed to hit as Akimoto swiftly evaded, turning his body away from the sword of the youngster. This man was far quicker than Aurelius had determined. The young swordsman pivoted after his initial swing, taking his blade back the way it came. Both hands held firm to the handle, using the fullest of his strength. Once again, he only managed to hit air as Akimoto took a single step evade the boy's blow. Aurelius stopped in the middle of his swing, pulling his arms back a bit; the blade was pointed toward Akimoto to initiate a thrust. The man waited till the last possible moment as Aurelius' blade was nearly piercing his clothes, one swift movement and the blade was pushed upward.

"WHAT?!" Aurelius yelled out as his arms went into the air. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest, his body moving against his will. Aurelius slammed into the ground with his back first. His mind raced at the mere thought that anyone could stop his blade with just a stick.
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