Viking vs Highlander, why are they after the wimpy kid?
Dec 4, 2014 20:43:17 GMT
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"You do realize that if I'm not out of here soon then Lady Palutenia or Viridi is just going to beam me out right?" Pit snarled.
"I doubt it. They're in a meeting with the other high-level rulers of this world,” the calculating shadow master of the Host club remarked.
Pit snarled as he stood up in his area that he knew was safe. He started up looking around.
Something feels off. How could I get in here without touching any of them? That...doesn't seem right...Dimensional magic? No these guys don't seem to have the talent in that. Oh man, if only I had the chance to speak to Lady Palutenia. The light warrior thought to himself.
The rest of the Host Club stood around the outer ring. There they watched the warrior of light scrim. Each tactic he thought of ended with his defeat at first. However, there was still something he couldn't put his finger on.
Hold on, where's the real Haurhi? And why do I get the feeling that I need to get airborne? Pit asked himself as he looked around.
The Medusa slayer's eyes caught a glimpse of something on the floor. A mark of silver. His eyes, shout up as he scanned the room. Along the floor almost in a circle. He then looked up at the nearest vase. He studied it carefully and took note of all the details. Every line, every engraving, every brushstroke to cover the vase. He put his hand out there to get a sense of the texture of the cool clay surrounding
If he hadn't put his hand out to touch it, he never would have felt the cold glass to his touch.
"What in the name of Skyworld is this?" Pit asked as he held his hand in place.
Suddenly, moving his gaze around, he saw his hand attempting to reach out to the vase all over.
"Mirrors? You're using mirrors?" Pit asked looking directly at the calm headed leader.
"Oh my, I didn't think you would be that upfront with how you would get that answer. But it doesn't matter. You see, there is no way out once you step into that maze. And we all know what'll happen when you do attempt to blindly rush into it,” Tamaki stated.
Pit ignored him, there had to be a way out, and now Renge was away from him. He thought about pulling out his bow and firing a light arrow into the mirror. But he shook the idea away fast. There was nothing that plan wouldn’t fix.
It’s gotta be their plan anyways. I fire the arrow, if it does bounce it’ll end up hitting their vase…wait a second- Pit thought to himself as he stood still.
“Umm……do you guys feel something?” Pit asked.
“Oh look, the angel’s trying to bluff his way out,” the Hitachin Twins taunted.
The angel of light started shifting his weight between his feet. Something wasn’t clicking and it was putting him on edge. The silver he saw was the first piece, but then vibrations started to come up from the ground. He started doing what he normally did when he was nervous, he started tapping his foot on the floor.
Tap…
The silver he noticed started to shine red.
Tap…
The floor started to shake. Slowly at first, but growing in intensity.
Tap…
“Ok Solider-Pants, let it rip! And try not to kill Featherhead will ya?” A female voice shouted.
The room was silent. Even the trapped angel couldn’t muster up a comeback to his captures as a sudden blast came from around him, but he couldn’t feel the shockwaves hitting him as strongly as they should as a wall of rock appeared in front of him. In a moment, he was looking forward at the wall in awe.
The next, he was one floor below, in the arms of a normal looking man with a small scar on his face and a small girl with yellow and green clothes on with no shoes. Her eyes were white but she probably could be looking at his very soul.
“Hey Featherhead, hope we didn’t crash the tea-party too hard,” the girl snarked.
“Obliviously the situation above was not a tea-party but some sort of evil brain-washing cult meant on taking over the school. Situations like this should be dealt with the appropriate level of force,” the guy said letting Pit put his feet on the ground and producing a gun from his back pocket.
“Easy there Sosuke, they just wanted to get me to join their club and tried to trap me to do it. You guys sprung me, so for now, let’s perform a tactical retreat to assess the situation?” Pit asked trying to calm the sergeant and metal-bender down.
The girl snorted, “Man you really are just like Twinkle Toes.”
The angel just rolled his eyes as the solider put his gun away,
“Understood. Then to cover our tracks, I recommend this,” the solider stated pulling out a grenade and tossing it up into the hole that the girl dropped the walls.
“I said TACTICAL RETREAT! What part of tactical retreat do you not understand?!” Pit shouted as the three ran.
“Irrelevant. That is a flash grenade. It will cause no lasting damage to their eyes and no damage to their bodies,” Sosuke stated in his natural matter-of-fact tone.
“OH MY GOD! MY EYES!!!!” Voices could be heard shouting from above them.
“No lasting damage huh?” Pit snarked as he ran with the others.
Sosuke just remained quiet and looked ahead with a questionable look.
“And so another successful run for the greatest Earthbender!” Toph shouted in joy.
“Yeah yeah,” Pit laughed, “Once again the evils of the Host Club have been fouled! This time, they’ve been shown the light! Literally!”
The two jokers laughed as Sosuke continued running in bewilderment.
“I just don’t get it,” Sosuke said to himself as the two jump. Pit just flew over the railing to the first floor.
No matter what, at least I’ve got friends now. Pit thought to himself as a quick picture of all his friends appeared in front of him.
“Captain, you may want to pay attention to your flight pattern!” Sosuke’s voice pierced through his picture fantasy.
“Huh? OH PALUTENIA!” Pit shouted as he snapped out of his fantasy and found how close he was to the ground.
And sadly for him, he ran into a certain yellow-redish haired girl. The two sprawled and rolled on the ground until they hit a wall.
“Ouch, I’m sorry. I got to stop day dreaming while flying,” Pit apologized rubbing the back of his head.
“No, no it’s fine. I need to watch where I’m going….” The girl’s voice said as she looked up.
The two’s eyes meet with a noticeable distain once they realized the owner of the other.
“Shimmer…” Pit snarled.
“Icarus?” The girl responded in inquisitively.
“HEY FEATHERHEAD! Hurry up and stop flirting with her! We haven’t finished your escape yet!” Toph shouted from the front door.
The angelic champion pushed himself to his feet and started to run but stopped and turned around. He held out his hand.
“Sorry,” he said again.
The girl known as Shimmer by the angel took his hand and got herself up and brushed herself up. Her eyes were wavering on whether to forgive him or to challenge it.
“Next time we run into each other I would need dinner,” she joked.
Pit cocked his eyebrow but turned and ran. Not sure of what was going on he caught up to Toph and Sosuke.
“That was weird,” the light angel stated.
Toph couldn’t help but laugh. The professional solider just nodded in agreement, “Affirmative, females are very strange beings.”
Meanwhile, up in the music room….
“I’m really starting to question the strength of your planning on this one Tamaki. I’ll admit, it was a little more thought through than usual, but honestly-“Kuyuai stated looking down at the floor, “Couldn’t you refortify the room with safety precautions?”
Tamaki was on the ground moaning and rolling, “My eyes, how can that happen!”
“Well, at least he’s taking it better than Nekozawa-sempai here,” the Hitachin twins responded.
Nekozawa was landed and convulsed on the ground. It was as if nothing in the world could stop him. The world was filled with so much light at once it was his worst fear. A bomb of light amplified by thousands of mirrors. The effect was so much it felt like a sun was born right in his face.
“Awww…Angel-chan doesn’t want to play. Why can’t we have him come play?” Honey asked holding his bunny and cake.
“Angel-chan? Listen up you little brat there’s only two angels here, and I can bet your little ass that neither of us were here beforehand,” a brass female voice said from the doorway.
The Host Club members froze and turned towards the door of their room, only to remember that they had placed a few thousand mirrors. There were two females in the archway, one blonde and one with black and purple hair. Neither one of them looked too happy.
“Look, we really don’t have the time to deal with this crap. Just tell us where this poser is and we’ll crush them,” the second one said, still brass but with a little more mono-tone.
“Umm…..what?” the three asked.
“Let’s just say that that poser angel’s goin’ down,” the blonde stated.
“Look, Pit-kun is going to join the Host Club and there’s nothing you two hussy’s are going to do to stop him!” Tamaki recovering snarled.
“So his name’s Pit?” the two stated.
“Oh…crap,” Tamaki said realizing he spilled the beans on his most desperate new host.
Meanwhile,
“Man, still can’t believe that I made it out ok,” Pit commented walking away from his hang out with his friends.
The angel warrior strolled home, walking with his hands behind his head. Reflecting on the day he just had and on all of the weirdness, he just couldn’t figure things out.
So the host club’s still after me. Toph teamed up with Sosuke. Sunset Shimmer’s attempt at friendship was weird too. I gotta ask Samus about this. Lady Palutenia’s too much like an older sister and she’ll tease me and who knows what Viridi will do with that. I could ask Peach but the last person who asked her couldn’t recover…Pit thought to himself. His days were just getting weirder and weirder at Khazan High.
He walked down through the central park area of the place where he heard a thousand and one insults flying. While not one to belittle the clever usage, he felt like he could place the voices. And they were both female.
And the sounds of combat were coming off of them too.
Dropping his arms to his side, wings folded in, he started off towards the sound. He figured it was a couple hundred yards.
He went ten before he ran into another friend of his, this time he did manage to dodge a crash and slide to a stop. Before him stood a lean guy with brown messy hair.
“Hey Hiccup! What’s got the twins into a tussle this time?” Pit asked jokingly.
The young man beside him turned to him and smiled, “Oh hey Pit. Glad you’re here. Sadly it’s not the twins this time.”
“It’s not?!” Pit asked in shock.
“No, sadly it’s not. See, do you remember a certain bear-loving Highlander?” Hiccup asked.
“Merdia DunBroch? What about her?” Pit asked.
“Well, since the world’s merged, she and Astrid have hit it off like cats and dogs. They’re always competing about something. It’s weird.” Hiccup
commented.
“Really? You don’t say. Something similar happened to me today,” Pit commented.
“Seriously? Are there two girls trying to kill each other for your attention?” the dragon rider asked.
“No, not really. I mean it’s not ….THEY’RE TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER!?” Pit shouted.
“Yeah. It’s been weird. Toothless is on the other side keeping Stormfly at bay so it’s just basically hand to hand combat right now. It’s been, well,
take a look,” the Viking commented motioned to the area in front of him.
Pit looked over the direction he was motioning to and saw what was going on. A Viking ax was wedged into a tree while a dozen arrows scattered the area alongside a broken bow and a few pieces of cloth all over the place. The trail of carnage was everywhere right up until the angel’s eyes fell upon the two combatants. Scrapes and cuts gallore from what he could see, but strangely enough the two were in the middle of a mud pit.
“You know, why does there always need to be a mud pit around when two girls are fighting hmm? Can’t the guy writing this come up with something more clever?” Pit asked himself.
“What?” Hiccup asked.
“Nevermind I’m sure he’ll answer me later. So what are they actually fighting about? Tribes? School work? Whose more ‘badass’?” Pit asked.
“Not sure but I got the strangest feeling it’s me,” Hiccup answered.
“And I’m sure that’s why you haven’t stepped in yet right?” the angel responded.
“Well that, I figure they could work out their differences, and I would step in if things went too far,” the young chief responded.
“Ok so now what? Stay here and watch?” Pit asked.
“Believe so,” Hiccup answered.
So who will win the rival battle? What’s up with the fowled mouth so-called angels? What will the Host Club do next? Can the angel warrior of Skyworld bring peace to the Vikings and Highlanders? And why IS there a mud pit whenever two girls fight about anything? Answers to most of these questions and any more will appear next time!
Pit: Ok hold it, what the heck was up with-
Author: Answers to be given NEXT TIME!
Pit: Ok but we’re not in the story anymore and-
Author: NEXT TIME!
Pit: You’re just going to keep doing that aren’t you?
Author: EYUP!
Pit: Well, at least I get a straight answer out of you unlike Lady Palutenia somedays.
Princess Merida: Here
Astrid Hofferson: Here
"I doubt it. They're in a meeting with the other high-level rulers of this world,” the calculating shadow master of the Host club remarked.
Pit snarled as he stood up in his area that he knew was safe. He started up looking around.
Something feels off. How could I get in here without touching any of them? That...doesn't seem right...Dimensional magic? No these guys don't seem to have the talent in that. Oh man, if only I had the chance to speak to Lady Palutenia. The light warrior thought to himself.
The rest of the Host Club stood around the outer ring. There they watched the warrior of light scrim. Each tactic he thought of ended with his defeat at first. However, there was still something he couldn't put his finger on.
Hold on, where's the real Haurhi? And why do I get the feeling that I need to get airborne? Pit asked himself as he looked around.
The Medusa slayer's eyes caught a glimpse of something on the floor. A mark of silver. His eyes, shout up as he scanned the room. Along the floor almost in a circle. He then looked up at the nearest vase. He studied it carefully and took note of all the details. Every line, every engraving, every brushstroke to cover the vase. He put his hand out there to get a sense of the texture of the cool clay surrounding
If he hadn't put his hand out to touch it, he never would have felt the cold glass to his touch.
"What in the name of Skyworld is this?" Pit asked as he held his hand in place.
Suddenly, moving his gaze around, he saw his hand attempting to reach out to the vase all over.
"Mirrors? You're using mirrors?" Pit asked looking directly at the calm headed leader.
"Oh my, I didn't think you would be that upfront with how you would get that answer. But it doesn't matter. You see, there is no way out once you step into that maze. And we all know what'll happen when you do attempt to blindly rush into it,” Tamaki stated.
Pit ignored him, there had to be a way out, and now Renge was away from him. He thought about pulling out his bow and firing a light arrow into the mirror. But he shook the idea away fast. There was nothing that plan wouldn’t fix.
It’s gotta be their plan anyways. I fire the arrow, if it does bounce it’ll end up hitting their vase…wait a second- Pit thought to himself as he stood still.
“Umm……do you guys feel something?” Pit asked.
“Oh look, the angel’s trying to bluff his way out,” the Hitachin Twins taunted.
The angel of light started shifting his weight between his feet. Something wasn’t clicking and it was putting him on edge. The silver he saw was the first piece, but then vibrations started to come up from the ground. He started doing what he normally did when he was nervous, he started tapping his foot on the floor.
Tap…
The silver he noticed started to shine red.
Tap…
The floor started to shake. Slowly at first, but growing in intensity.
Tap…
“Ok Solider-Pants, let it rip! And try not to kill Featherhead will ya?” A female voice shouted.
The room was silent. Even the trapped angel couldn’t muster up a comeback to his captures as a sudden blast came from around him, but he couldn’t feel the shockwaves hitting him as strongly as they should as a wall of rock appeared in front of him. In a moment, he was looking forward at the wall in awe.
The next, he was one floor below, in the arms of a normal looking man with a small scar on his face and a small girl with yellow and green clothes on with no shoes. Her eyes were white but she probably could be looking at his very soul.
“Hey Featherhead, hope we didn’t crash the tea-party too hard,” the girl snarked.
“Obliviously the situation above was not a tea-party but some sort of evil brain-washing cult meant on taking over the school. Situations like this should be dealt with the appropriate level of force,” the guy said letting Pit put his feet on the ground and producing a gun from his back pocket.
“Easy there Sosuke, they just wanted to get me to join their club and tried to trap me to do it. You guys sprung me, so for now, let’s perform a tactical retreat to assess the situation?” Pit asked trying to calm the sergeant and metal-bender down.
The girl snorted, “Man you really are just like Twinkle Toes.”
The angel just rolled his eyes as the solider put his gun away,
“Understood. Then to cover our tracks, I recommend this,” the solider stated pulling out a grenade and tossing it up into the hole that the girl dropped the walls.
“I said TACTICAL RETREAT! What part of tactical retreat do you not understand?!” Pit shouted as the three ran.
“Irrelevant. That is a flash grenade. It will cause no lasting damage to their eyes and no damage to their bodies,” Sosuke stated in his natural matter-of-fact tone.
“OH MY GOD! MY EYES!!!!” Voices could be heard shouting from above them.
“No lasting damage huh?” Pit snarked as he ran with the others.
Sosuke just remained quiet and looked ahead with a questionable look.
“And so another successful run for the greatest Earthbender!” Toph shouted in joy.
“Yeah yeah,” Pit laughed, “Once again the evils of the Host Club have been fouled! This time, they’ve been shown the light! Literally!”
The two jokers laughed as Sosuke continued running in bewilderment.
“I just don’t get it,” Sosuke said to himself as the two jump. Pit just flew over the railing to the first floor.
No matter what, at least I’ve got friends now. Pit thought to himself as a quick picture of all his friends appeared in front of him.
“Captain, you may want to pay attention to your flight pattern!” Sosuke’s voice pierced through his picture fantasy.
“Huh? OH PALUTENIA!” Pit shouted as he snapped out of his fantasy and found how close he was to the ground.
And sadly for him, he ran into a certain yellow-redish haired girl. The two sprawled and rolled on the ground until they hit a wall.
“Ouch, I’m sorry. I got to stop day dreaming while flying,” Pit apologized rubbing the back of his head.
“No, no it’s fine. I need to watch where I’m going….” The girl’s voice said as she looked up.
The two’s eyes meet with a noticeable distain once they realized the owner of the other.
“Shimmer…” Pit snarled.
“Icarus?” The girl responded in inquisitively.
“HEY FEATHERHEAD! Hurry up and stop flirting with her! We haven’t finished your escape yet!” Toph shouted from the front door.
The angelic champion pushed himself to his feet and started to run but stopped and turned around. He held out his hand.
“Sorry,” he said again.
The girl known as Shimmer by the angel took his hand and got herself up and brushed herself up. Her eyes were wavering on whether to forgive him or to challenge it.
“Next time we run into each other I would need dinner,” she joked.
Pit cocked his eyebrow but turned and ran. Not sure of what was going on he caught up to Toph and Sosuke.
“That was weird,” the light angel stated.
Toph couldn’t help but laugh. The professional solider just nodded in agreement, “Affirmative, females are very strange beings.”
Meanwhile, up in the music room….
“I’m really starting to question the strength of your planning on this one Tamaki. I’ll admit, it was a little more thought through than usual, but honestly-“Kuyuai stated looking down at the floor, “Couldn’t you refortify the room with safety precautions?”
Tamaki was on the ground moaning and rolling, “My eyes, how can that happen!”
“Well, at least he’s taking it better than Nekozawa-sempai here,” the Hitachin twins responded.
Nekozawa was landed and convulsed on the ground. It was as if nothing in the world could stop him. The world was filled with so much light at once it was his worst fear. A bomb of light amplified by thousands of mirrors. The effect was so much it felt like a sun was born right in his face.
“Awww…Angel-chan doesn’t want to play. Why can’t we have him come play?” Honey asked holding his bunny and cake.
“Angel-chan? Listen up you little brat there’s only two angels here, and I can bet your little ass that neither of us were here beforehand,” a brass female voice said from the doorway.
The Host Club members froze and turned towards the door of their room, only to remember that they had placed a few thousand mirrors. There were two females in the archway, one blonde and one with black and purple hair. Neither one of them looked too happy.
“Look, we really don’t have the time to deal with this crap. Just tell us where this poser is and we’ll crush them,” the second one said, still brass but with a little more mono-tone.
“Umm…..what?” the three asked.
“Let’s just say that that poser angel’s goin’ down,” the blonde stated.
“Look, Pit-kun is going to join the Host Club and there’s nothing you two hussy’s are going to do to stop him!” Tamaki recovering snarled.
“So his name’s Pit?” the two stated.
“Oh…crap,” Tamaki said realizing he spilled the beans on his most desperate new host.
Meanwhile,
“Man, still can’t believe that I made it out ok,” Pit commented walking away from his hang out with his friends.
The angel warrior strolled home, walking with his hands behind his head. Reflecting on the day he just had and on all of the weirdness, he just couldn’t figure things out.
So the host club’s still after me. Toph teamed up with Sosuke. Sunset Shimmer’s attempt at friendship was weird too. I gotta ask Samus about this. Lady Palutenia’s too much like an older sister and she’ll tease me and who knows what Viridi will do with that. I could ask Peach but the last person who asked her couldn’t recover…Pit thought to himself. His days were just getting weirder and weirder at Khazan High.
He walked down through the central park area of the place where he heard a thousand and one insults flying. While not one to belittle the clever usage, he felt like he could place the voices. And they were both female.
And the sounds of combat were coming off of them too.
Dropping his arms to his side, wings folded in, he started off towards the sound. He figured it was a couple hundred yards.
He went ten before he ran into another friend of his, this time he did manage to dodge a crash and slide to a stop. Before him stood a lean guy with brown messy hair.
“Hey Hiccup! What’s got the twins into a tussle this time?” Pit asked jokingly.
The young man beside him turned to him and smiled, “Oh hey Pit. Glad you’re here. Sadly it’s not the twins this time.”
“It’s not?!” Pit asked in shock.
“No, sadly it’s not. See, do you remember a certain bear-loving Highlander?” Hiccup asked.
“Merdia DunBroch? What about her?” Pit asked.
“Well, since the world’s merged, she and Astrid have hit it off like cats and dogs. They’re always competing about something. It’s weird.” Hiccup
commented.
“Really? You don’t say. Something similar happened to me today,” Pit commented.
“Seriously? Are there two girls trying to kill each other for your attention?” the dragon rider asked.
“No, not really. I mean it’s not ….THEY’RE TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER!?” Pit shouted.
“Yeah. It’s been weird. Toothless is on the other side keeping Stormfly at bay so it’s just basically hand to hand combat right now. It’s been, well,
take a look,” the Viking commented motioned to the area in front of him.
Pit looked over the direction he was motioning to and saw what was going on. A Viking ax was wedged into a tree while a dozen arrows scattered the area alongside a broken bow and a few pieces of cloth all over the place. The trail of carnage was everywhere right up until the angel’s eyes fell upon the two combatants. Scrapes and cuts gallore from what he could see, but strangely enough the two were in the middle of a mud pit.
“You know, why does there always need to be a mud pit around when two girls are fighting hmm? Can’t the guy writing this come up with something more clever?” Pit asked himself.
“What?” Hiccup asked.
“Nevermind I’m sure he’ll answer me later. So what are they actually fighting about? Tribes? School work? Whose more ‘badass’?” Pit asked.
“Not sure but I got the strangest feeling it’s me,” Hiccup answered.
“And I’m sure that’s why you haven’t stepped in yet right?” the angel responded.
“Well that, I figure they could work out their differences, and I would step in if things went too far,” the young chief responded.
“Ok so now what? Stay here and watch?” Pit asked.
“Believe so,” Hiccup answered.
So who will win the rival battle? What’s up with the fowled mouth so-called angels? What will the Host Club do next? Can the angel warrior of Skyworld bring peace to the Vikings and Highlanders? And why IS there a mud pit whenever two girls fight about anything? Answers to most of these questions and any more will appear next time!
Pit: Ok hold it, what the heck was up with-
Author: Answers to be given NEXT TIME!
Pit: Ok but we’re not in the story anymore and-
Author: NEXT TIME!
Pit: You’re just going to keep doing that aren’t you?
Author: EYUP!
Pit: Well, at least I get a straight answer out of you unlike Lady Palutenia somedays.
Princess Merida: Here
Astrid Hofferson: Here
