Let's Go Get Our Butts Kicked [1/7]

[Snow]

"Great," Blayze deadpans, staring at his phone. "Not only can I not contact the cutie from yesterday, but we have to fight whoever this "M" guy is. And defeat him. Great. Lovely. Perfect." Sighing, the redhead looks over at Callie. "Well, ready to lose, Callie? Cause I sure know I'm not, just like I wasn't ready for that test back in fifth grade so I failed it..."

[Midna]

Callie read the message and swore loudly. "Are you serious?! We have to erase an actual person?!? Noise are one thing but people..."

One one hand, she wanted to get back. People needed her. But this was murder! Did it count as murder if they were already dead though.

"But we have to. Or we'll lose." She frowned, and looked up at Blayze. "Hey, stop that. Thinking you're going to lose means in you're head, you've already lost. But you're not doing this alone, remember? You've got me. And we're a team. No way I'm letting us lose."

Standing up, she walked over to Blayze and gripped his shoulder. "Don't you want to talk to Lycaon? Is he worth living? I know I've got people who are worth fighting for. And I am not losing them. Or you. So pull yourself together. Are you ready for this?"

[Snow]

Blayze flinched at the mention of Lycaon. He seemed to shrink in on himself, and then he slowly let out his breath. "Don't get upset," he growled sharply, eyes opening to reveal that haunted look, "if what you asked for is more than what you wanted, Lieutenant Crow."

Turning away, Blayze listened. Focused, really. And then he shifted into a crouch, waving for Callie to crouch as well, and set off at a slow pace. He was being careful not to step on anything, or else ruin the plan. He had to live.

He had to live for the blue-haired boy.

[Midna]

Callie sighed, and frowned. She hadn't really wanted Blayze to go so deep into his war persona. But maybe it was necessary. If they both survived this, she would apologize. Hopefully she would get the chance to.

Maybe it would be easier for her if she could forget that she was wiping a person from existence.

Following Blayze's gestures, she crouched and followed him. Maybe he knew where this Reaper was, or could find out. Her hand rested on her Pins, clutched them actually.

[Max]

"Hello there players. It's good to finally interact with you both." A voice talked behind the two players, who where crouching on the ground. "It seems as though you two are the only players as of now. Good to know I actually get some fighting in this week." The games master was taller than them both and had scars under each of his pectorals.

This would be easy, even if it was his first time ever being a game master. Players are weak, he was at one point as well.

[Snow]

Blayze shifted lower, eyes focusing on the man before them. Blayze said nothing, nothing at all, instead opting to stare unblinkingly at the Game Master. Intimidation tactic? Perhaps. Unnerving tactic? Definitely.

He had learned not to blink when fighting. No matter how much he wanted to, blinking could mean death. Instead, he used his red eyes to his advantage. Intimidating your enemy, making it look like you were stronger than you really were, tended to knock down the fighting power behind your enemy.

He had to live for the blue-haired boy.

[Midna]

Callie bared her teeth in what would be a silent snarl if she were an animal, and turned to face the Reaper. He looked more human than she'd thought. At first, she felt bad about possibly killing him, but then she threw those thoughts from her mind. No. He was trying to kill them. They were trying to stay as alive as they could. If he got erased, it was a necessity.

"This mission was your mistake," she said. Hopefully her speaking the words would be enough or a distraction for him not to notice the meteor that was about to land on him. Either way, the fight had begun.

[Max]

M was prepared for any and all attacks. He had been watching them all week and now he knew their moves, that was his advantage. He quickly ran forward, dodging the meteor that hit the ground. M then quickly ran up behind Blaze, hitting him in the back with all his force.

"It this really all you got? A meteor and other psychs that are easy to dodge? Come on now then weaklings, bring it on." He chuckled, smirking as he awaited their next move.

[Snow]

Blayze avoided the attack to his back, lunging onto his left hand (and not even flinching at the loud crack from it) and flipping onto his feet to face the game master. He stared at the game master, assessing.

Fast on his feet, probably strong too. But if you had good attack and good speed.... then it was your defense that killed you in the end. A few good hits would end this. So without thinking about it, Blayze pressed the Onmyo pin on his jacket collar and-

screamed.

A shockwave of sound burst from him in all directions, passing by Callie harmlessly because she was his Partner, and instead going for the man who had foolishly decidedly to attack the war veteran. Foolish not only because he had fought in the war, but also because-

He had to live for the blue-haired boy.

[Midna]

Callie would have watched in awe as Blayze screamed out his attack, but she was busy. Hoping the shockwave would slow him, she sent a second meteor at M. Then she touched her other pin, the kangaroo. Boomerangs shot through the air, heading straight for the Reaper. She hadn't used this one before.

She was letting Blayze have his own space for now, but like they had the rest of the week, they weren't working together. They were fighting the same target, but that wasn't the same. Maybe if they did they'd have a greater effect, but she wasn't sure how to reach Blayze to tell him.

[Max]

Both attacks had hit M, only causing a slight amount of damage. In order to win this he would need to break out other attacks. He quickly reached into his jean pocket and touched one of his pins, causing a huge block of ice to shoot from the ground. With just his luck the ice had gone straight under the the female, Callie.

He ran over quickly, not realizing that the meteor had hit him directly. M cursed under his breath, quickly returning back to his fighting stance.

[Snow]

Blayze lunged for the man, touching his Lightning Moon pin and sending lightning for the man. Once that had ending, he sent fire blazing for him. "Lieutenant Crow!" he shouted. "As your general, I command you to attack!"

He had to live for the blue-haired boy.

[Midna]

Callie let out a yelp of surprise as a huge, cold block of ice appeared below her. She landed on her butt on the ground, and it hurt. Dangit. She stood up, and started moving again after brushing her finger once over the bunny pin. It helped a little bit. She had to keep moving, or she was going to get hurt again.

Hearing Shrike's voice, she smirked. Finally, a teamwork attack. "Right away, sir!" she replied with enthusiasm, and sent another round of boomerangs to batter the Reaper. This one had a lot of boomerangs. She didn't notice that her Player Pin had started to warm, just as it had when she and Blayze had partnered up. But she did notice the resulting power boost.

For Madeline, for Lissa...

[Max]

M could feel their attacks lowering his health and it began to actually hurt him. He let out a large roar as he pressed a fire pin, sending a shot of fire at the boy, bringing it over to the girl. He tried to dodge all of the attacks, but he became weaker and weaker.

M jumped in the air, landing on the ground, causing the ground the shake and shrapnel from the ground to shoot up and hit the players. He was a player once too, sadly he never won the game, causing him to forever be stuck as a reaper.

[Snow]

The blast of fire hit Blayze- hard. He smashed into the ground going about 35 miles per hour. Despite that, he got up quickly. To stay down meant to die down. And he would rather die on his feet than die lying down like a coward.

"Lieutenant Crow!" he shouted, "Work with me to do as much damage as possible! We're winning this war whether he likes it or not!" Blayze lunged forward, his broken wrist not deterring him, the blood dripping into his eyes not even blinding him because he had learned to see with his other senses.

He had to live for the blue-haired boy.

He had to win.

General Blayze felt his player pin heat up. And somehow, somehow, he knew what to do.

"Couldn't you just simply DIE?" he snarled at the Game Master, grabbing Callie's hand. The most powerful attack, he knew, was the attack of a team rather than one individual.