A Playground For Two? (Kurai Chi)

What? Where am I? the young girl thought finding herself standing in the middle of a ring. She heard the leaves ruffle from the cool breeze before noticing she was in the middle of a forest. She glanced around the outer ring of the platform seeing a great many people sitting over watching her.

“Ume,” her winged friend called out floating at her side.

“What happen? What going on?” The girl asked confused only able to guess what she has to do next.

“Umm… I’m not sure. You kind of join this fighting tournament and have been kicking a** ,” The winged girl replied finding it harder to lie to her friend. “Don’t you remember any of that Ume?”

“No. It weird that my lapse in time has started to grow more and more.” The girl said glancing back to the other side of the ring to see her next challenger.

“Now enter the ring is a young student of the arts Relee! He was last years champ and very well could be champ again. Will the young mind be able to hold out against him? I don’t know,” a loud voice announced as Rika saw the boy for the first time.

“He’s cute Ume,” Arika said staring at the young boy upper body that clearly been built for fighting. His black jumper pants bounced around his lower body as he hopped around warming up for the fight.

“Arika! You should know better. I’m not trying to have any boyfriends.”

“Yeah, but I thought since your about-”

“Don’t even say it. I’ll kill you.” She said turning her head away from her friend.

“I’m sorry. I forgot how you are about that. You’re right.”

“Are you going to stand there and talk to your pet all day?” the boy asked resting his body to a guarding position. “Or am I going to have to attack to get the little baby to fight?”

Don’t push me boy, she thought turning around finding the hidden source for the wind. The wind wrapped around her body making her hair dance around her back and her dress hover around her legs. Rika dashed at the boy quickly releasing the wind from around her to boot her speed. She jumped and launched a powerful kick to the face.

He blocked the kick, but she threw a punch that hit him in the face. She spun around in the air and kicked the other side of his head. She flipped over him land her two feet into his back. As she landed, she swept her feet under his: tripping him. She flipped around crashing her foot into the boy chest

“Ume, that was a bit much for you.”

Windsor had decided to start wearing a hood now. He was tired of having to avoid towns wherever he went. The hood covered both his hair and shadowed his eyes so neither could be seen easily. Actually, he didn't really care what people thought of him. He was a teenage boy, what did appearances matter to him?

But it really bummed him out when people tried to kill him, so he chose the hood.

It hadn't even been very hard to make. His tunic had always been a bit too big, so he was able to make the hood with only his dagger and ten minutes time. The result was a functional, if not particularly skill-made, white hood on his white tunic.

He had been heading towards a town by route of a forest when he had fell asleep and when he had awoken, he wasn't quite sure where he was or, for that matter, how he got there.

He was sitting in a line of men and women. All who apparently were fighters, judging by their weapons and muscular figures.

After another moment, he saw that there were three more stands, all forming a square with the one he was in. In the center of the square was an arena looking thing. A large, square slab of white stone about ten feet high and thirty feet across.

“Now enter the ring is a young student of the arts Relee! He was last years champ and very well could be champ again. Will the young mind be able to hold out against him? I don’t know,” came a loud voice from the sky, drawing the Wind Innate's attention to a young girl about his age. She had long flowing black hair and was, noted Windsor, very attractive.

A strong boy, about seventeen, stepped into the arena across from the girl and had a short conversation that Windsor couldn't hear.

Suddenly, the air around the girl began to toss her hair and before Windsor could blink, the girl had the boy pinned to the ground, apparently unconscious. Dumbstruck paramedics carried the boy out of the arena, gaping at the black-haired girl.

After a few more moments, Windsor was being pushed by a short, fat man wearing a black and red uniform with a strange symbol on the left breast.

"Come on, you're next, boy," said the man impatiently. "Honestly, I wouldn't want to be you right now, you're about to get your ass kicked."

And before the white-haired boy could ask what he was talking about, he was shoved into the arena with the girl.

"And now, another new competitor, Windsor Dais! Will he be the one to finally defeat Rika?"

Windsor glanced around, wondering what was happening. Looking at the girl, he said, "Umm... What?" and adjusted his hood, which was completely blocking his left eye.

Ooc: Short, but I don't know what to do yet. I don't see them just fighting right off.

BiC: “This one not as cute Ume. I liked the other one better from before. I bet you he can’t even fight you.” the little winged elf said looking over at the boy that entered the ring. His light skin and odd clothes sent a cold chill back her spin.

“I think you might be wrong there. I know he looks helpless, but his clothes tells me different. Lets hope he weak though,” the young demon said watching the boy action very carefully.

“Everyone this will be are last match for the day. Rika vs. Windsor. The rules for this fight will change a little though. There will be no ring out for this fight and are fighters may go as deep into the forest that surrounds us as they like. Audio and video will be shown on the big screen that high up in the middle of the ring.”

“They are opening the place up for us to fight. Arika can you fly around the forest and come tell me what you find.” Rika said getting a bad feeling about what going on.

“Hey, You over there why did you join this contest? Do you remember why?”