A New World

Alaric continued walking, going into an alley, making a few turns then making it to an open area surrounded by buildings. "I'm really not in the mood for this." He said to himself.

 

OOC: I get to teach nothing? T-T

BIC: "Come on...show yourself." Alaric said giving a low whistle as he twirling his keyblade in his hand.
"Did you have to ruin my fun?" Sigma asked stepping out from behind a building.
"I know your after all of these items...the keyblade...those girls items. You really can't expect to be me, and those others. Do you?" Alaric questioned as he pointed his keyblade at Sigma.
"I don't care much about the keyblade anymore. Those wonderful things those girls have are probably all I need." He said. "Now. Show me that you still have the ability to fight. Niether of us actually did anything too interesting back there you know." Sigma added drawing his sword.
Oh great... Alaric took a few steps the side lowering his keyblade and dragging it on the ground. "Fine...Let's see if all these years of killing paid off."

OOC: ...Let's just say Alaric kept walking...too lazy to edit...>_> Not in the mood...

 

OOC: *wants to teach magic* Grrr...>_>

BIC: "I'm really not in the mood for th-" He stopped as he lazily flicked his blade upwards to gaurd a hit from Sigma's blade.
"Enough talk. It's about time we fight." He ordered as he backed up and took a swing at Alaric's ribs only to have the blade caught by his hand.
"Fine." He muttered as he shoved Sigma back this time lowering his blade to block an uppercut-like move from Sigma. Alaric was knocked up straight into the air by the force of the attack. Not like he can fight me up here...unless he...damn it. Alaric swung his blade in the air several times blocking Sigma's slashes that were traveling through the air. "Wind blade? When could he do that?" He asked himself, spinning in the air and cutting at the blades of wind that were rushing at him at high speeds. Alaric fell to the ground and rolled when he hit the pavement to soften the landing blocking another windblade which went past him and cut into a building causing it to fall in half. "I hope nobody was in there..."

 

OOC: Magic...darkness...Dark Firaga is practically all he uses.
BIC:

"Alright...why do we have to fight? I remember killing you once before. I just never imagined you'd come back." Alaric said lowering his keyblade again.
"Stabbing me in the heart and in the stomach doesn't mean I'll die you know. Not like I'm human." He answered darkly.
"What are you? A monster?" Alaric asked.
"Same as you. I guess you've been forgetting what we are...the last of our kind." Sigma said laughing. "Give me a good show Alaric. Just like the old days!" He shouted into the air as he began slashing wildly at Alaric sending the wind blades directly at him, cutting down several buildings in the process.
Alaric dodged most of them by either flipping, jumping, or rolling out of the way knowing that getting hit would mean certain death. "Sigma! Enough! You're destroying this place!" He yelled as he blocked the last of the attacks. What did he mean...? If that's true...how'd I get the keyblade?

 

Alaric moved back, dodging another cut from Sigma. "What are we!?" He shouted letting his guard down for just a moment. That was all Sigma needed as he stabbed Alaric in the stomach and slammed him into the building, impaling him to it.
"Good bye Alaric." Sigma whispered with a cold laugh.
Alaric yelled in pain as Sigma twisted the blade slightly as he ripped it out then stabbed him in the shoulder causing him to drop his keyblade. "Why...?" Alaric said weakly. This...is the first time I think...I need help... "I'm not...losing to-"
"You don't have a choice!" Sigma shouted at the top of his voice, echoing through the area. "Nobody can help you now because nobody cares about your pathetic existence. Once you die...I know the perfect plan to kill those weaklings and take those interesting pieces of jewelry for myself."

 

Alaric coughed out some blood as Sigma twisted his sword again. "So...what are we? Why can't I remember this...?"
"You can't remember because of...well...I don't know really. You just can't. We are...as you say. Monsters. Nothing more. Nothing less. We even have some special-"
"SHUT UP! I don't want to hear this! If I'm a monster then why do I have the keyblade!?" Alaric shouted.
"Not important. I'm wasting my time talking to you. Time to end this and kill those others." He said placing his palm right in front of Alaric's face as it caught fire.
This is how it ends? Just waiting here to die? I guess people like me deserve to die alone...but going out without a fight?

 

Alaric looked over at his keyblade and swallowed up his pride shooting a beam of light from it hoping someone would come and help him. Why am I feeling so weak everytime I fight this guy?