Ryu and Eaven Sylver and Akalia (Open to anybody willing to join)

One Last Call

Storyline: It's the year 2040. After a meteorite that hit planet earth eighteen years ago, humans have evolved and some of their DNA has changed. The so called 'New Generation' has adapted to the DNA change, gaining unique abilities that cannot be classified, since every person is different, so is the variety of their powers. But still humans that have not gained any powers are frightened and oppose the government that is protecting the 'New Generation'. There are numerous reports of protests and physical violence, also many notable examples of mental violence and dispute.

They have seperated the 'New Generation' from the ordinary humans, as new facilities are created just for them. New highschools, hospitals, even jails.. Scientists are utilizing new ways to harness their powers for the good of man kind. Yet they are gathering data so that they will be able to surpress them if it's needed. In these facilities they separate themselves from the rest of their own will in hopes of finding peace in either solitude or the companionship of those similar to them. You have been chosen by the DNA to become one of the new generation long ago and now you have been given a chance to leave an impact on the world and leave in your wake a path of glory.
-Updatable-

Genre: Action / Drama / Tragedy / Romance / School Life / Fantasy / Martial Arts

Character Style: Anime Characters

Character List (Updatable):

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Name: Ryonar 'Sylver' Rhapsodos
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Abilities: Flight and control over Lunar energies
Physical Appearance: Pale skin, slender physique, cold silver eyes and dark hair. His wing is dark colored, just like his father's. His face seems very similar to Genesis.
Biography: He's the son of the legendary Genesis Rhapsodos and Maria Bladeheart. He was taught by his father how to wield longswords and cast spells, while his mother taught him of power that comes from within and how to keep calm and focused. The time he spent with his father was when he saw the most this world had to offer and how to, with clear judgement, learn to differ good and evil. He learned a lot about the art and beauty this world had to offer and came to love it, even though he and his family were shunned and feared for their power.

Once, when he was in the 7th grade of his school, things got really out of hand. He was mocked for his strange looks, like always, but this time one of the many from the group decided to try and pull the knife on him. He never showed off his power or skill, he wasn't really prone to it, but this time he had no choice. With almost inhuman reflex, he deflected the dagger and threw it at the bully. He wasn't even conscious that he did it, but the bully did dodge it and was shortly shocked and silenced. It ended there for the time being.

But after the classes were over and he went home, he was jumped by three or four very tough looking teens who had a bats and pipes. They smacked him right across his face and started to beat him relentlessly, cursing his very existence. He couldn't move, speak or even breathe from the pain. He retreated in his own mind just to catch a glimpse of a very tall Celtic cross covered in iron thorns beneath the full moon. Some kind of silver energy pulsed and he leaped to his feet. He didn't even have control over his outburst of power as the sun turned into the moon and day to night in a matter of seconds. The full moon shined brightly and the fools were shocked by this. As sudden as the sky's change from day to night, the moon's light fell upon his right arm, and from it (Moonlight) a sword was crafted. It shined with a bright silver color as vivid as the color of the moon, while his handhold was shaped in a form of an ordinary long sword with a smaller version of this moon embodied in it's hilt. The wind whispered in the branches of trees and echoed, like a strange and beautiful aria filled with sadness, hope and anger. It echoed in a mighty rythim only to him known. He opened his mouth out of pure instinct and a similar sound was heard, heard but toneless and noteless. it was followed by a bright flash of light and he was back to where he stood, the three knocked out. He rushed home in hopes to find his father before he departed. He reached home just before his father took off and told him about it. After some though he just smiled enigmatically, but filled with pride. He only replied: "You were chosen to be a hero this world needs." After which he took off into the sky.

Some time had passed and he hadn't seen his father in awhile. Slowly days turned to months, months to years, and soon he finished school and graduated. On his graduation ceremony he felt a presence watching over him and he just smiled. He walked out and saw Genesis. He looked the same as he always was, young and powerful. He spoke to him and found out that he will be enrolling in a new highschool where he could meet more of his kin. Just as he was about to take off he said "Your power is that of the Moon. Ask it and you will know more. It was good to see you again, you have grown quite a bit. Farewell my son, the next time we meet it will be when I show you the gift of Eternity." He took off once again.

He waited for the full moon to rise that night, on the hill he trained at with his father. He stared at the stars, whose light barely shimmered in the night of the full moon. The wind sang again and his (Moon) voice echoed. He let go, like before, and revealed who he really was, the origin of his sword and his powers. He was Ryonar Sylver Rhapsodos, the Envoy and Guardian of the Moon. But the most refined and deadly form of power was now in his right hand, shining with the moon's light, and it's name was Moonshadow.


Moonshadow (only the blade is longer)

Name: Akira "Copy-Cat" Tomizawa
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Role: High School Student | Leader of the "DO" (Dragon Order)
Abilities: Copy-Cat - The user can copy any physical move made. In close range combat it is very effective, the user just needs to see the move in order to fully master it. He can copy physical moves and any close range abilities, but cannot copy any long range or any ability he doesn't see.
Physical Appearance:

Biography: Akira 'The copy-cat' has been known for being the most adapt fighter around. Even though he lost his eye fighting for his freedom, he has struggled to perfect what he was really good at, 'copying'. Before you knew it he mastered all types of martial arts just by looking at them. His mind could process any information three times faster or sometimes six times, depending on how much data was displayed.

His 'gift' was recognized throughout the district, some called him a genius, but the truth was that he would trade his gift just to have a normal life, with both of his eyes. Through his eyes for many years he has seen the terrors and corruption technology and man kind has caused, this is why Akira is struggling to take a stand against the government.

While attending "Seirou Academy", the first ever academy that is specially designed for the "New Generation", Akira works underground waging war against the whole government. Akira leads the organization "Dragon Order" that has the goal of creating a revolution, to change this wretched place and make it so that both humans and his fellow classmates could live in peace.

Still people are skeptic and do not suspect Akira of being the leader. The Dragon Order members are unknown.

With the great plan in motion, will Akira strive for glory, or will he be engulfed by the flames of his past that has yet to be discovered..?

Chapter 1.
Forsaken Dreams

13 years ago...

Static. That was all that could be heard in the darkness. Endless transmissions that were sent and received suddenly vanished. Like a virus, it spread, with only burning flesh that could be seen on the ground people were questioning the possibility that anybody survived.. But there were survivors, with those survivors came great potential. The potential to unite man kind. Soon, the "New Generation" was born. In 'his' eyes it felt like a sore sight, to him it felt like there would only be bloodshed and nothing more. Being ahead of the whole situation 'he' prepared for it.. With his own hands 'he' would crush the dream that many had while praying for a better future. With a grin on his face 'he' will forsake every child born, every child that inherits the power. With his own hands, 'he' will kill every monster that was born in this world...

School. Though you could say it was the safest place for the "New Generation". As their number increased, so did the number of schools for them.
Seirou Academy, the first high school that was built was really a proving ground for anybody willing to test their abilities. Students that enroll here are trained and will be used in the military. With their futures that seem black most of the students transfer at the start of the semester. The number of students dramatically dropped, making it seem like a ghost town. Students of Seirou go through rigorous training and are divided in rank. Even though there are 90% male students, don't be fooled, the female students have the same fighting spirit and strength.

Hanaryou Academy, the second school that was built right after Seirou. Unlike Seirou the students that attend Hanaryou have a free choice to become whatever they want. Students from Seirou transfer in Hanaryou, that's why it is the most popular school when it came to the student body. It's like a typical high school only with subjects that are specially chosen for every individual. The student body consists of 70% female students, while the rest are male. Even though it's lively around there most students live in harmony and work together to achieve their goal. Hanaryou has it's mix of good and bad, but overall it can be summarized like a normal high school.

Shikirei "All Girl" Academy, with the student body consisting of only female students you could say that it's the most peaceful place in the area. All the girls can chose what they want to become, using their abilities they strive for helping mankind. But don't be fooled by that, they are fierce and very strong, just like every school they have classes that teach them how to use their abilities in offense and defense. They tend to distrust men at first.

With every school consisting of many talented fighters, there is a tournament every year that students apply to prove their strength and meet new rivals. Like a sport there are rules and regulations that have to be respected. For now the winners of the last year were Hanaryou Academy, showing of why they are one of the best. Yet every school year is different, will Hanaryou Academy keep it's title or will their confidence be crushed by new uprising stars? Only time would tell..

Akira walked through the school hallways, most of the students hated his presence. Up until now Akira has proven his strength and his superiority over the rest. Being on the top made him a constant target from many sides. Unlike the male students, the female students there don't tend to pick a fight with him, knowing the outcome. But every year is different and many things could happen, this was his second year in Seirou and he has already been targeted a few times. But then again if they knew who he truly was they would bow down to him. The Dragon Order. One of the most notable underground organization that has established control over more than half of the city, including the control over schools such as Shikirei and Hanryou. Knowing that the students feel safe, knowing that the Dragon Order will protect them in their time of need, since it was their job from the very start. With everything that was going to happen Akira couldn't stop but feel nostalgic, he was looking forward visiting Hanryou today, as the tournament registrations were held.. This was the time for the Dragon Order to prove their worth and protect the students from any undesirable events that may occur. Akira had a sense of duty, to protect everyone in his reach and to someday bring peace to the world.

Night. A time of shadows and vivid beauty of Moonlight's vengeance and nature. The wind was shifting as it rolled the fallen leaves into circles.

Faint footsteps can be heard on the road through the forest. They echoed through the shadows as the moon was clouded for a brief moment before revealing a tall, slender figure, whose silver eyes could pierce the rusty hearts of hateful men.

Ryonar was going to school tonight, since he was one of the Night Class students. The Night Class is a student body of the "new generation" which draw their power from the shadows or moonlight. Since their powers are limited or unstable during the day, the teachers of Hanaryou were forced to create a class for those students exclusively which takes time only at nighttime. Because some of their powers are very dangerous as they draw upon the negative energies, many end up taking tests to prove their physical might and mental constitution in order to continue their training. It was because of that training that they have been carved out to be very sharp-minded and perceptive, while making them very strong, fast and agile physically. Even though they're still lighthearted and relaxed outside of school, they are very serious when the moment calls for it. This generation reigned supreme at last year's tournament as the most powerful. Tehir Their competitive fighters go by a team name of Darc Klaws.

Ryonar, on the other hand has no interest in fighting for the entertainment of others or to make a fool of himself for showing off, especially because he worked better in a much smaller team of two or, better yet, alone. Even though he was only a first year, he showed great skill and power, becoming quickly one of the strongest fighters the Night Class, known as Dark Shift, has. Even as a loner he has one friend, Kirion, who's a shadow user. Kirion is a few inches taller than Ryonar, but he's just as slender with a strong physical build. His hair is white and pushed back like Vergil's, he wears a dark coat with black military boots and his weapon is a katana called Kizurashi no Yume (Omen of a Dream). He's a rather fast fighter who specializes in close combat rather than utilizing magic. From time to time they take on escort and protection jobs that they complete without fail, thanks to Kirion's shadow walking and Ryonar's Moon Sight that allows him to predict the moves and intentions of his foes.

Tonight, Ryonar and Kirion didn't have to attend Weapon Orientation classes so they had some time to spare to wander the, now deserted, hallways.

"Hey Ryonar." Kirion greeted him as they started walking "Let's go visit the message board. Maybe there are some jobs or interesting events going on."
"Sure, why not." He replied plainly.

The message board was just outside the principal's office since some jobs required briefing with their Chairman for additional details of their job. As they arrived they saw the usual notes on smaller rank D and C jobs and similar things such as president votes, club invitations, those sort of things...but now there were two new posters, one for an S rank job and one announcing the tournament that will happen soon along with it's application. The first thing that jumped into Ryonar's eye was the S rank job's type: Guardian. Those types of jobs are meant for people with amazing skills, reflexes and intelligence since they're meant to protect high-authority targets, commonly tracked by triads, prostitution gangs, clans or cults of very high danger level that varies between A and triple S. Ryonar took the job application and examined it. Apparently the identity of the target is strictly confidential and requires briefing with the Chairman as for the amount of money, it was a pretty hefty price. But another strange thing about it was that the duration is unidentified, meaning it could be a permanent job. Kirion on the other had was examining the tournament, seeing that one person can now apply to represent their school or just themselves without a need for a team. He took the poster just like Ryonar and looked him in the eye. They have known each other for a long time before school so they managed to reach an agreement just by eye contact. Both nodded with their usual seriousness and went inside for the briefing.

For most of the part Seirou was a battlefield. Everybody was on guard and waiting to retaliate if anybody made the first move. Being on the top of their game when it came to combat skills it was a real pity that they lost in the last years event. Being the most popular subject, it wasn't a surprise for the chairman of Seirous Academy to collect the best students there were for this event. The plan was to enter the tournament with only one participant this year, at the last years event due to the bracket drawings most of Seirou students had to fight each other. It wasn't a surprise to see that the last years champions just took out the rest of the students like bones.

Akira moved his look around seeing that one of his fellow classmate approached him giving a feint smile. Since they both were top fighters people would know not to mess with them when they were together. In fact, Akira was glad for the chairman deciding to send only one student.

"Guess all of the preparations are ready.. We already got blue prints from the school and are dividing people in teams." The male student said as Akira stopped next to him, he also gave Akira the blueprint, seeing that the day was closing in the Dragon Order was working day and night. Akira examined the blueprint seeing the tactical formation that was made.
"Demion, you take Zeroki and Suzuki with you. You will be stationed inside the arena. Keep a low profile and try to blend in. We cannot allow history to repeat itself." Saying that Akira quickly gave Demion the blueprint back and walked past him heading towards the school entrance, it was time to visit Hanaryou Academy.
"Best of luck chief!" Like a little boy Demion waved at Akira as he walked calmly towards the exit. Demion and Akira go way back, since they both co-founded the Dragon Order. Yet the members including Demion chose Akira for their supreme leader, everybody could see the hatred in his eye, losing one was prof that he was willing to die for their cause.

Time passed.. Akira was already at Hanaryou Academy, he couldn't quite blend in due to his student uniform being black with red details making him quite noticeable. Having his head bandaged and with the red belt tied around his head, it gave some pressure to his head making him feel less pain from the injury he sustained when he lost his 50% of his sight. The eye patch that he was wearing made students turn around as he walked through the school hallways. Most of the students already spread a rumor that a Seirou student was on school grounds, it rose quite a commotion since it was rare for only one student to come. Seirou was known for it's strength, but sending one person was like a joke to them. Soon people started to laugh about their decision to send somebody that was already critically wounded, but Akira just smiled them off. There were few students that admired that boy, walking proudly through the school as it would seem that his life was just like hell. It wouldn't be strange to hear the female students wanting to just hug him and tell him that everything will be alright. Akira had that kind of face that would make a girls heart melt, being all bandaged made him look like a rare endangered animal that needed protection. Truth be told, he really didn't like the attention he was getting, it really did remind him that his life will always be like this wherever he goes. Then again at this moment there was no looking back, he was moving forward with his life, people needed to accept that, they really didn't know anything about him, not a single person knew the true Akira behind those bandages and scars, but it would seem that fate will make his life really interesting starting today..

"Greetings Ryonar." Said the Chairman "It has come to my attention that you are interested in the latest S class job. I know how good of a fighter you are and what your principles are, so I believe that you are the ideal person for the job."

He got up and walked over to the window.
The Chairman was looking fairly well, even though he was really old. One of the few who studied the concept of immortality only got so far as to have an astonishingly long life. As the head of this school he knew almost everything there is to know about the school and it's students every day so he was very efficient when it comes to handling hooligans. He managed to develop powers himself that allow him complete power in school grounds. A wise man, he can judge anyone from just a glance and learn all there is that bothers them. Ryonar took all this into account, as he could be the only one who could judge if he was ready for a job of this level. To solidify his belief and the Chairman's he added.

"Sir, I believe in your wise judgement, but it would be for the better if I knew more about my client along with possible threats I'd have to nullify."

The Chairman simply replied

"I'm sorry RYonar, but the client's identity must remain hidden. But what I can tell you is this: She is being hunted by two very dangerous factions of this city, one being th TOKSICS, an illegal experimental organization that seeks to utilize the powers of the "new generation" for the sake of creating devastating bioweapons. The second one being Fyre Lycanny, a shady organisation that controls 75% of prostitution rings, drug deals."

Here he turned and glanced at him.

"Also, the contact will be at the tournament either in the crowd or as a competitor. She has a very distinct and powerful aura that separates her from the rest, but she manages to hide it for now."

Ryonar was slightly confused, how can he protect his client if he doesn't know his identity or how to differ his energy. He had other ways to identify both clients and enemies, but this makes it much simpler. As if the Chairman knew what he thought, he just smiled knowingly and said.

"Ryonar, you're the Envoy of the Moon, I'm sure that it's light will shine on your case."

He added something more, although this time much more serious.

"Be very careful this time Ryonar, it isn't the small fry you used to handle, both concerning the client and his enemies. You'll need to learn to show more emotion than you currently do in order to succeed as this will be more than just to test your skill, reflex and intellect, but also your loyalty, courage and kindness."

He stopped there expecting a response of any kind, but since he found none, he just resumed.

"Now you may go. Remember this, the information I just gave you is strictly confidential, no one can know about the client unless permission is given by the client himself."

Ryonar smiled while opening the door and just said

"Don't worry sir, the client will be safe. I will not fail."

He walked out of the office and into the hallway, he approached the window to regain his relaxation.

"Have more faith in me Chairman." He mumbled with a faint smile "I have more emotion than I show."

He took a couple of moments more before going out to find Kirion.

The more he walked through the school, the more it made him feel a bit out of place. Was he just so interesting that every single person needed to stare him down as he passed through the hallway? Before you knew some people even started to follow him. It was very unbelievable that Seirou sent only one student, though many though he was just there for show. How can a student that has only one eye can fight in the qualifiers? They were betting on that he will lose in his first tryout. You needed four wins out of six to pass, which didn't really make Akira worried that much. By his logic and tactic he was going to end battles with less moves as possible. It was risky to continue meaningless battles. Then again he felt nostalgic about the whole event.

Some of the Shikirei Academy students passed by him, they were three of them. They treated him like he was just a pest in the way, which made Akira laugh slightly. They noticed his reaction and gave him a death glare, which in reality didn't scare him at all. Were all girls like that, or were they just a special case of 'no boy love'? It didn't matter honestly, it was just good that this year the competition was going to be fierce. But then again many Hanaryou students applied as well, Akira wondered what raw new talent they possessed this year.

After a couple of minutes he was finally in the gym where the registrations were been held, this was going to be the proving ground for many contestants. It was large and due to the advanced technology that human's possessed virtual terrain was now possible. There were many stands where spectators could watch, it stretched around the whole gym as is you were in an arena. This made Akira grin, it was the perfect atmosphere for this kind of event. Many people registered before him, male and female students, but then again there were only a few interesting that he had to keep an eye on. As soon as Akira stepped closer to the registration board people stopped talking and turned their attention at him. Being the only Seirou student people were very curious about him and his abilities. He signed his name on the paper, his school name and what year was he. Then he started walking out of the crowd as he continued to the center of the gym.
"Hey!" A male student from Hanaryou called out, by his side there was another male student and a female student that were really curious about him. "What's your name?" Hearing him call out to him made almost everybody in the gym turn to look their way, some questioned if he would even respond.
Akira turned half way, looking at the students with his one good eye and a grin on his face which he displayed his calm nature. "Akira Tomizawa, second year Seirou Academy. A pleasure to meet you all." With that he continued walking at the center of the gym moving his look around, so many people, so many contestants, so many worthy people. It made him smile as he turned his look at the person that called out to him. "Well, this is going to be a blast." Akira added with an even wider grin on his face. Most of the students that were there were concentrating on him, but neither of them realized that the person standing in the center was really somebody that could change this whole event, he had the power to change the whole world.

Night has come around again. The crescent of the moon was visible, signalizing the many druids and shamans to begin their rituals as the nymphs dance across the water's surface. But was it all real, or just an illusionary dream? It didn't matter now, it was just between Ryonar and the Moon tonight. Ryonar was sitting on a nearby cliff as the purity of the moon washed over the night. He stared into that great, radiant deity lost in thought. The wind howled around him, across the water and amidst the trees, giving a faint feeling of tranquility and sanctuary. After a few moments of silence, he got back on the ground and stood up. The white forms of energy coursed around him as he called upon the Moon in his invocation.

Moon, you deity from whom my powers originated, give me clarity, and sight beyond sight in order to save another fruit of Eve.

The moon's light glowed more radiant, centering itself upon him as his eyes became blank. His mind drifted away, carried by the light of the moon. It was as if he drifted for years, even though with each breath only a moment passed. He saw images of the future in flashes: A girl in a dark alley with plates of white and grey on her left side. She had tears in her eyes as her hand reached out, saying three words that were taken away by the mute nature of the moon. The second showed a porcelain image of a dark winged knight who kneeled before a princess. The last one showed her: Her eyes were deep blue, softness radiated from them, her slender figure looked frail but was strong. She was as tall as him, maybe a bit shorter and lastly her hair was an echo of her name, her long hair ablaze with red.

He gasped as he awoke from this waking dream, falling to his knees from exhaustion. He was panting for a minute or so before he stabilized his breathing. He slowly got up as a figure apporached him from the shadows.

"Did you manage to find anything out?" The figure took form into Kirion.
"Yeah." Ryonar replied "I got three images of the future concerning those acts that will be of greater meaning to me and my client, though they're still rather enigmatic."
"So you're sure you dont need backup on this one? It's an S class mission after all." Kirion said in his usual laid back tone.
"Don't worry, if push comes to shove we have our Moon Shadow connection that let's us communicate from a long distance, and with your shadow walking you'll be there quickly. But I believe it won't call for it." Ryonar answered.
Kirion sighed "I just wish you'd wait for me and we could of taken that job together, but alright. I'll leave it be for now."
"It was a one person mission, you know well that Guardian types are like that." Here Ryonar sighed and smiled "But still, thanks."
"Hey we're friends, there's no reason I wouldn't be there for you if you needed it." Kirion added with a wide smile "Now, wanna tag along to Hanaryou to check out the competition?"
"Why not." He replied "I don't have anything to do for the rest of the night and tomorrow I'll go to get some items I will likely need."

With the wind at their backs, the Lunar Light and Dark Shadow went onward, as the moon began to set once more before the rising sun.

(Okay, no problem)

After some time people calmed down, Akira was sitting on the ground leaned next to the wall. Looking at them interacting with each other and creating new bonds was really enjoyable. Guess all he is fighting for is worth something, those students that are all here deserve that freedom. With this state of mind he is willing to continue fighting with his order, to protect these lives that are so precious to man kinds evolution. But for a moment his head starts to ache in pain, blood slowly starts dripping on the ground. He already knew what it was, the after affect of using his eye too much, the blood came from beneath his eye patch. He cursed under his breath as he wiped the blood using his hand. Someone approached Akira handing him a tissue. It was a girl with red hair and blue eyes. Akira was lost in those blue eyes, they were so mysterious and yet so beautiful at the same time. She was wearing a Hanaryou Academy uniform, but for some reason she was very different from the rest of her fellow classmates.

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"Are you okay?" She spoke gently leaning down slightly to check how Akira was doing. Akira smiled gently, trying to hide the awful pain he felt in his head.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern." Akira replied slowly taking the tissue from the girl and wiping the blood that he had on his face, she slowly made her way next to him and sat down looking at him with worrying eyes.
"Don't try to hide the pain... Even a blind man could see that you are suffering." She frowned looking at him, Akira felt the gravity of those words but he then looked at the ground in front of him.
"People see only what they want to see. Due to my condition I've been cut short on that aspect." He had a gentle smile looking back at the girl that looked at him a bit puzzled. Why was he acting so tough? This girl really was worried about him because of that.
"Maybe it was just fate.." She couldn't tell him anything to make him feel better, she lowered her head accepting the fact that she couldn't cheer him up no matter what.
"That's right." The girl quickly looked up at him as he said that, Akira moved his look up at the ceiling of the gym. "Fate gave me the strength to move forward, to fight for what I believe, to die with a smile on my face knowing that once upon a time I changed this world." She followed his words up to the point when he mentioned about dying with a smile on his face, was he already planning on dying? He looked at the girl with a gentle smile. "But before I do that, I've got to change history. You have to change it too." In that moment it was like time froze, their eyes connected and for a slight moment they could understand each other. For two complete strangers to have this kind of understanding was rare, they both smiled.
"Such deep words from somebody young like you, don't think about dying okay?" She spoke a bit cheerfully, Akira moved one of his hands on her head.
"Don't worry kiddo, I'm not going anywhere soon." He grinned as she felt a bit relieved that she was able to cheer him up. She smiled and then realized what he said! "Hey! I'm not a kid!" She pouted making Akira laugh slightly. The girl then crossed her arms looking at him.
"Sorry, sorry! I'm Akira Tomizawa, second year in Seirou. What's your name?" He spoke as he finally calmed down, the girl was still pouting moving her look to the side. "Haley Ravenheart, first year Hanaryou." Akira smiled looking back at the ground. "That's a very lovely name." It made Haley's heart skip a beat as she heard his soft and gentle voice saying that. There were a lot of things that made him stand out from the rest and it wasn't just the eye patch. It felt like a dark cloud was following Akira, Haley could feel that, the dark cloud that represented his past choices and mistakes.


At that time, nobody could have known the storm that was going to come, at the center of that typhoon was the tournament. The government was making their move, they were preparing to strike...

"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!" Ryonar shouted as he smashed his gauntlets against a nearby tree, shattering it to pieces. He lifted it up to his eyes to look at it again:
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they were very similar to his sword yet more sinister, created from the silver metal characteristic for the Moon Envoys. It's claws were good for slashing the enemy but as well as crushing their skull with a swipe of a palm. There were three moving rings made of the same metal with runes emblazoned upon them, on each ring was a different high level spell, each meant to either deflect, destroy or afflict his enemies. But at the very base of the gauntlet were four runes spread out in a cube while in the center was a vicious claw like rune with a lunar crescent in it's center. And to go with the pair, there were two blades attached to the back of some sort of boots made of the same metal, though they were different: they had claws instead of finger placings. Those claws managed to elevate him a few inches off the ground thanks to one hind talon on the back. Strangely those claws weren't unnatural to him, he felt like he could run a marathon without breaking a sweat. In reality that's what the gauntlets and claws do, they increase the speed, agility, jump height and reflex of their user, replacing his previous weapon for a duration.

Apparently, after meditation he was blessed once more by the moon, gaining the Moon Raven's Blades. Unlike before, this time he has heard a voice of the Moon. There we're two words only, with the sound of a light's shimmer.

Protect her.

He clutched his fist, with a thought forcing it's way into his mind. He closed his eyes and looked at the moon. Must be because of what happened earlier today.

Earlier that day

"The sun is pretty high up now Kirion, my powers won't work as well if we get attacked." Ryonar said following a sigh.
"You worry too much. And besides, you don't need magic that much since you're a swordsman of highest class, as well as I am. Whatever happens, we'll manage." He replied in a rather laid back voice, to which Ryonar just shrugged.

They were surprised a bit as the school was more laid back and relaxed during the day than at night. Not to mention populated! This was quite a big shock for them as they didn't even sense many stronger presences although quite a few were on a decent level. Ryonar looked at Kirion for a second as he (Kirion) closed his eyes. He traced the whole building to see where there was the biggest concentration of Solar Victories, those who apply from the Day Class who are the strongest. He hurried his walking speed a bit and Ryonar followed with a very serious look on his face. They were heading to the gym where the competitors prepared for the tournament.

As he opened the door, a fierce gale blew them out of their holds and into the hallway. Thanks to their very powerful aura, Kirion and Ryonar were unaffected, but what stood before them was astonishing.
"SHE'S MINE YOU BASTARD!!!" Shouted the wind user as he launched a fierce gale of wind at someone. The other person replied with a fierce barrage of fire arrows and an equally unnerving shout "DIE YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"

"Hm, haven't used those in a while." Ryonar said lifting his eyebrows slightly.
"Heh, those guys will get themselves killed if they keep this up. Should we split them up or watch for a while longer as two idiots try to smash each other's skulls?" Kirion replied in the same laid back tone, just as one of the fiery arrows hit the wind user causing him to combust.

Without much of a rush, they both approached the fighting teens, while Ryonar took a good look around. He froze. There was a very strong source of energy right in this very room. Compared to these two that were fighting, it was like a forest fire while they were candles. It radiated from a second year student, seemingly from Seirou, who had an eyepatch. He looked rather calm for someone who had almost front row seats to pre-tournament devastation. Then he noticed the girl beside him. That girl was from Hanaryou's Day Class, as he never saw her at night here, she had eyes whose depth was immense, the beauty and kindness behind her gaze were mesmerizing, her hair was long and blazing with the color red.

Wherever he looked people only thought about dominance, people that only fight for selfish reasons were really a bunch of idiots, or so did Akira thought. His little talk with Haley was disturbed by the two fighters that were pretty idiotic to show their powers before the qualification. What made his concentration break was the chaos they were making, somebody could get into the crossfire just because those guys didn't know to settle things outside. Akira slowly stood, slowly tightening the belt that was on his head, Haley was surprised by his actions, what more she was surprised by the two guys fighting, but Akira's actions were quite scary.
"Where are you going?" Haley didn't even need to ask him, this was pretty much logical, the sense of duty that Akira felt was pretty heavy. But what caught his attention was the two new auras that he felt on the sidelines just watching the whole situation. Their strength was on another level from the guys currently here. Akira was sick from those guys that only watched the event and didn't even plan to stop them.
"Isn't it obvious? To change history." Akira replied looking back at Haley as she stood up beside him. In her eyes it felt like the person standing next to her changed, in an instant he wasn't showing any friendly emotions, he was dead serious. If somebody looked at him they would think he was going to kill somebody.

The two fighters were fighting hard against each other, sending volleys of projectiles at each other. If this continued someone could get hurt. They stopped for a moment panting and watching each other, cursing under their breaths. Akira clapped at them as he walked calmly in between of them.
"Are you done yet?" He questioned them both moving his look left then right assessing the two fighters and already noticing weaknesses. For what he saw they both were long range fighters that had a fatal flaw. "Oi! Idiot, get out of the way!" "You sure are a retard stepping in between a fight like this, you have a death wish?!" They both replied as Akira grinned, the whole student body currently present was looking at the three guys in the center. Akira quickly glanced at the two new students that were just watching this whole event, the two with the high aura. Though he just smiled at them, quite frankly he would spit on them if they were anywhere near here. It wasn't like he hated them personally, it was just that they were acting superior. "Then come at be both of you, if you have the guts to call me like that then come! Or are you scared to lose?" Just by looking at the two students that were fighting, it was clearly visible that they resembled two knuckle heads which was really easy to provoke. Though Akira was already under fire as the fire type started sending fireballs at him at a very fast rate. Akira saw all of the movements, for him it was like a slow motion movie, he just made a few steps dodging them easily. "Stay still you fa****!" He yelled as he continued to throw the fireballs. The other wind type fighter joined in and started attacking Akira with his wind style, though even the slightest change in the wind was clearly visible. In fact the wind style was even slower that the fire style user. Akira grinned as he made a step back making them both fire at each other again. They both jumped back avoiding the projectiles. Akira used this chance to close in on the wind type and make a 720 degree spin sending a kick at his forehead that ended up hitting his shoulder. "Oh.. You aren't so slow as I thought." Akira grinned in mid air and for a moment it seemed that he vanished, but in reality he just made another spin using his acrobatics to close in towards him as he fell to the ground connecting his knee to his chin. The wind types body connected with the ground making a large bang as Akira was on top of him, his knee was still at his neck, with his hands inside of his pockets he kept examining the boy he crushed in mere moments. "You should learn to talk nicer to your seniors." He spoke making the boy twitch from his voice, in reality if Akira used his full force the boy would end up with his nerves damaged from the shock. This method was used to pin down your opponent, hitting the nerve in the right angle to make him numb in his whole body but fully awake. In that split second the fire style user sent a fireball. Akira pulled one of his hands and made a 180 degree turn pushing the air with his palm extinguishing the fireball. The fire user was shocked by his combat style. "How.." Akira straightened his body and blew the palm that he used to stop the fireball. "Very predictable, full of openings..." Akira spoke a little louder as he examined the fire type, with a grin on his face he bit his lower lip for a moment. "How did I do that? Well I just saw it. I only need to see it once to stop it." The fire type quickly moved his hands up to fire another fireball, but Akira quickly closed in shortening the ten meter distance in a flash. He was in a lower position using his palm to push the fire users chin upwards and connecting one punch in his ribs in a split second. There was a loud crack sound that echoed throughout the gym as the fire user fell backwards to the ground hitting the floor again.

He looked back at the two persons with the high aura, his expression was cold examining them both. "Don't worry, he's still alive, though I made sure to break five of his ribs to teach him a lesson." Akira chuckled slightly, the whole gym was shocked by his fighting style. Nobody could truly understand what his power really was. They just kept their look at Akira as if he was a monster, something unstoppable, even Haley was worried. In her eyes that person wasn't normal, something about him had a bad vibe, was it okay for her to trust him? She didn't know, but Akira glanced at Haley, seeing her reaction and her face was obvious. "A monster huh.." He spoke to himself faintly so that nobody could hear him, but Haley could read his lips. What he said clearly made her feel sad, judging a person by his looks wasn't what her parents taught her, then why was she so scared to believe in him? Akira was pretty much used to it anyway, even under that cold expression that he had there was an unbelievable amount of sadness. Yet he choose his path on his own, even if everybody fears him he was going to change the whole system. "Next time stop the fight before I stop it myself." He spoke up to the two guys that were just observing the whole time. "What's the point of having power if you can't stop meaningless fights yourselves? Pathetic." He spoke up, they were making him sick, but then again Akira wasn't really picking a fight, he was just honest, saying what he really felt by their actions.

Both Ryonar and Kirion saw what just happened and were without a comment, but they didn't give away any emotion, as if they were made of stone. Kirion let Yume loose a bit, just in case a fight bursts out again and he threw a look over to Ryonar who was staring at the one eyed fighter. He knew that he was much more powerful than the others who came here to fight, but he knew as well that Ryonar was just about ready to jump him as his tension level was rather strong, even though he looked relaxed, both physically and mentally. Ryonar started walking towards him slowly, but with each step he took the dread around his aura became much more fierce, sharper and more terrifying. Just about when he was in front of that one eyed fighter, his aura grew to such intensity it could manifest itself before those who can't even see it. Ryonar's eyes flew over this boy, scanning for anything he could use against him. The boy had a very reliable and balanced fighting style, focused mainly on time based fights and cutting them short rather quickly. He stared into his eyes as if he was going to rip him to shreds, scanning his mind once again. He was rather amazed by the lack of evil he held inside, most of it was controlled by will, courage and his desires for the safety and freedom of others. Even though his aura's velocity did weaken a little, it was still very close to it's breaking point. He let the fire flow down and he started to relax. The guy was being honest that he could tell even though he was blunt like a sledgehammer, but there was no evil intent hidden beneath. Ryonar sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, returning his gaze back at him. Kirion was relieved when he saw that Ryonar's tension levels are dropping fast, although his usual guard up was still there.

"Not bad. Those moves you pulled off were very fluent and strong, as it seems you are a very skilled individual." Ryonar spoke "But don't get too ahead of yourself. Just because you have great skill and power doesn't mean you should let your emotions rule you. Even if you hadn't moved a muscle, we would of been there to stop them before they got seriously injured. You say you despise us because of our power and our lack of will to step in, but in the end you are the person who lets his emotions control his actions completely which will eventually lead to your doom. If you don't tame them, even if you're ready to die for what you believe, you would instead die for a false hope in victory."

The other competitors around them were dead silent, he could even sense fear from some of them. He looked behind him by just averting his eyes and saw that flaming haired girl. He knew he couldn't talk to her in person now because of the crowd and she'd probably be horrified of him if she can sense auras by now. He closed his eyes again and thought

When the time comes, I will protect her. Here and now would be useless and introductions can still wait, so I may as well leave this guy to protect her. He qualified more than enough by defeating those two, I wish I could just see how he fares against more enemies. Oh well, I'll just have to make due.

Ryonar turned around and walked over to Kirion, throwing one last glance back at the one eyed fighter. With his back still turned he just said with a voice just strong enough for her to hear.

"And you girl, know that mercy is humility and that the highest virtue is kindness, as it can heal even the terrible wounds of our forefathers, it can even heal monsters like us. Remember that, and someday, you will bring to life to a truly beautiful legend."

Back at the cliff

Kirion arrived not long ago and was now sitting on a stone, looking over his blade.

"You think it was wise to talk to that girl? Even a rock could see her potential and her power to change this world. She will be targeted." Kirion said.

Ryonar grinned and said "Don't worry, when and if the time comes we will meet again and I will see that she is guarded. Until then, all I can do is prepare for the oncoming storm."
Kirion stopped for a second and looked at Ryonar as he jumped and made a flip in the air, completely destroying the tree in front of him.
" And besides " Ryonar said "She has that very reckless and foolish, but deadly fighter to protect her for the time being. Even if she doesn't notice it, she is very powerful, as she wields something that is much more powerful than you, me or that fighter. And because of it, she is now hunted."

He stopped for a minute and stared at the moon. It's cold light kept the night alive, merging tainted light and shadow in a unity of darkness, one only he and Kirion understood. He grinned and said "It can heal monsters, I said. Heh, that was a terrible lie."

The aria lived once more as the song of inevitability spread through them all, creating a calamity between kindness and destruction.

:O uh.....wow that's long...

(OOC: Haha, well you are always welcome to join xD)
Akira kept his cool, but hearing the guy speak to him made his fists tighten. Even when he stood so close to him he didn't even blink, the aura he felt at that moment was just like a wild animal, uncontrollable, but to him it felt tamable. Akira was analyzing the person that was in front of him, did he really think he could scare him with that kind of approach. His body was relaxed, as always, if the guy in front of him tried to do anything even the slightest body movement would make Akira's body move on it's own to block or counter. But this time there was not a moment the person in front of him wanted to attack, even Akira's aura started to grow, but then again it couldn't match his, to trigger Akira's true strength you really need to break him emotionally. The people around them listened and focused their attention only to Akira and the person right next to him, the tension was so high that it felt like they would rip their heads off. Akira grinned right into his face hearing his statement.

"Don't be so full of yourself. If you cut of your emotions you become a monster. Unlike you, I enjoy being led by my emotions. If I didn't rely on them I would become just like you. And that would be quite a shame." Akira spoke watching him straight in his eyes. "I'm a human. Just like everybody in this room, yet society is judging us. Do you think that I will stand still watching them hunt us down to the very last man? You are an emotionless bastard, you cannot understand what people around you think. You can read my aura and my true intent, but can you grasp what motivates me, what drives me to do what I do? You do not. So before you judge me grasp some concept about emotion, see it's full strength. If I die for what I believe, even when I'm enraged with my emotions I will die fighting to the very end."

The guy was already heading to leave, seeing that Akira noticed that his true objective today wasn't to pick a fight, but to investigate something. His every body movement was perfect, as if it was all an act, even if you call it natural it was just too perfect for a normal person. Then again, the moment he spoke those last words before leaving he knew his true objective. It was Haley. Given his actions, he wasn't targeting her, more like watching over her. There was something about her that even Akira noticed that was strange. As soon as the two guys left the tension in the room was less, people started chatting about the situation, discussing who would have won the fight if it broke out. But Akira stood in the middle silently. He couldn't face anybody in this room, they didn't grasp his pain, they couldn't even possibly see the bigger picture.

Haley was dumbfounded by the current situation, but for that moment when they were speaking to each other she could finally see the big difference. They were completely different, like both of them fell from another planet. Only their strength was different from the others, only that was something that could connect those two in this world. If they could someday talk to each other in a more friendlier manner then maybe they could become close friends and perhaps comrades. But at this moment his words echoed throughout her mind. It felt cryptic, but then again she understood what he was saying. She was able to hide that immense aura from everybody, but that guy picked it up straight away. What was he? That question had to wait, she noticed that Akira was standing still not moving a muscle in the middle, what was he thinking about? But for some reason he didn't seem okay, his breathing was faster and he was starting to sweat a lot. Haley got worried about him, but was still puzzled if she should come any closer to him. She remembered what he spoke to himself, 'monster'. That was what everybody around thought about him. Akira walked out of the gym and Haley quickly followed behind him, he seemed quite strange. In one moment he just leaned to a wall panting as he tried to regain composure.
"Why are you following a monster?" Those words made her heart crack slightly, she could see that Akira was in a lot of pain. He gasped feeling a strong pain in his chest. Haley was frozen, what was going on? Did that guy did this to Akira, or was it something else? She didn't know, but she couldn't do anything to help him. Akira coughed some blood on his hand as it dripped down on the floor making Haley even more worried about him. She tried to come closer.
"The way you looked at me, as if I was a demon." Akira coughed out some more but Haley couldn't take seeing him like that, she helped him sit down leaning on the wall behind him. She couldn't do anything to help him, it felt pitiful.