~Prologue: A Departure of a Friend~

The crowd cheers amidst the Colosseum in Mistral, spectating a battle between two fan-favorite contenders in their match for the title of Champion. 

The current reigning champion, Pyrrha Nikos, kneeled in a shooting position, sending shot after shot against her opponent. 

The bullets soar through the air as the target spins gracefully through the air, causing them to barely graze his frame. 

As his feet touched the ground, the man quickly dashed to the side. Pyrrah continues to track her opponent, anticipating his moves and adjusting her aim to try and hit her mark. But due to his immense speed and agility, he weaves away from her line of sight.

Once he found an opening, he charged towards Pyrrha, prompting her to configure her rifle into a spear before taking out her shield from her back just in time to block a punch from her attacker. 

The impact was strong enough to reverberate throughout the colosseum, as a small shockwave picked up a small dust cloud from the dirt beneath their feet.

???: *groans* "You are really making this hard for me, aren't you?"

Pyrrha: *giggles* "Whatever do you mean~?"

Pyrrha then pushes her shield to the side before thrusting with her spear, forcing her opponent to back away, flipping a couple of times before assuming his fighting stance.

With room to breathe, Pyrrha took a moment to assess her opponent's next move. Bouncing on his tiptoes in a fencing stance, her opponent wore a trench coat along with flowy black pants, having little to no defense in contrast to her spartan-like armor.

As Pyrrha blinked, her opponent instantly closed the distance and slid onto her legs, tripping her. 

Once he slid to the other side, he backflipped, sending Pyrrha in the air before juggling her with a combo of high kicks and punches, keeping her in the air before sending her back with a devastating back fist.

The display caused the crowd to erupt in a chorus of cheers as the defending champion skidded across the dirt, using her shield to stop her momentum. 

Now it was her turn to go on the offensive, breaking into a sprint as she threw her shield at her opponent who deflected the incoming projectile, causing it to fly back into Pyrrha's hands.

As soon as she reobtained her shield, she placed her spear on one of the groves in its design, before thrusting her weapon at rapid speeds. With each strike, her opponent deflects the spear with similar speeds, slapping and elbowing the blade away from himself as her unrelenting flurry pushes him on his back foot.

This went on until her opponent found a window to strike, kicking her in the leg. This caused Pyrrha to kneel as her form was disrupted by the attack.

Right as she tries to regain her stance, her opponent jumps up and kicks away her spear and shield, much to her surprise. This was enough for her opponent to swiftly land back on his feet and hold his open hand as close to Pyrrha's chest before exploding into a one-inch punch.

The punch knocked the wind out of Pyrrha's lungs as she stumbled back into a kneeling position. 

Pyrrha: *pant* "You haven't been conditioning like you usually do...That usually was enough to break through my aura"

???: "There has been a lot on my mind lately"

Pyrrha hummed in acknowledgment before standing back on her feet. Her hands glowed a faint black light which appeared on her weapons as well before flying back into her hands.

Pyrrha: "Then shall we finish this?"

Her opponent sighs, before flicking his nose with his thumb and reaching behind him to pull out his weapon. 

Unsheathing with a flick, her opponent chucks out three cudgels, linked together with chains, creating a staff broken into three sections. 

Quickly grabbing onto the nearest cudgel, he grabs onto the middle section of his weapon before spinning the two outer cudgels, handling it with finesse before spinning in the air to elongate his grip and slam it onto the dirt, picking up a dust cloud in the process.

Once the cloud dissipated, Pyrrha's opponent held two sections of his weapon close to his body, leaving the third section hanging by its chain. 

The two began a face-off, glaring at one another, spectators watch with bated breath as they all countdown a non-existent clock. 

Spectator: *coughs*

The two fighters then broke into a dash charging at one another for one final clash. 

As Pyrrha closes the distance, she fires off a burst of shots with her rifle as she circles the Colosseum. Her opponent deflects the oncoming bullets before shifting his direction to meet Pyrrha. 

Jumping for a leap attack, he slams his staff down onto Pyrrha's awaiting shield, causing another ring to sound out across the battleground. Using the cudgel as a pole, he vaulted over Pyrrha's shield and began to duel her, holding his weapon by the two outer cudgels. 

They then began to trade blows, with Pyrrha using her shield to block and deflect her opponent's spear as he used the middle section of the staff to cover the exposed parts in his form. 

In a sleight of hand, Pyrrha's hand subtly glowed a black light once again, this time, a similar glow appeared on her opponent's chain. Seeing this, he retaliates by performing a kick directly into Pyrrha's shield, breaking her concentration and dispelling the black glow on his weapon. 

Just as Pyrrha shook off the attack, she was greeted with the staff flowing around her body as her opponent was above her, gripping onto his end of the weapon. With a quick tug, the staff tightened around Pyrrha before she was sent upwards being dealt a flurry of kicks that juggled her up further, causing her weapon to slip from her hands.

Finishing off with the whip of his three section staff, Pyrhha was sent skidding across the ground with her aura in the red.

???: "Concede?"

Pyrrha pushed herself up, enough until she could sit upright before gesturing to her arm.

This prompted her opponent to check his arm, noticing a tear on his trench coat, Inspecting it, he noticed a faint tint of blood stick onto his fingers.

Moments before, as Pyrrha's spear slipped from her hand, her hands redirected the spear and created a small and unnoticeable knick onto her opponent's arm, drawing blood and ultimately declaring her the winner. 

???: *sigh* "Dang it..."

The crowd then erupts in cheer once more as the fight has concluded and decided on a victor. Roses were then tossed into the ring, showering the two fighters after their remarkable battle. Pyrrha, after being showered in cheer numerous amount of times, humbly bowed to the crowd as her opponent caught one of the roses and saluted to the giver. 

After the ceremony, with Pyrrha being crowned as the 4th consecutive champion amongst a roster of ferocious opponents, interviewers and sensors immediately bombarded her podium as they battled to gain her attention.

Pyrrha: "Sorry, sorry. No comment, I-"

Pyrrha struggles to look over the crowd, barely managing to catch a glimpse of her final opponent exiting the scene. This caused Pyrrha to abruptly leave, ignoring the reporters and sponsors to chase after him.

Once his arm was bandaged, Pyrrha's former opponent folded his staff before placing it inside a back and swinging it over his shoulder before making his exit.

Pyrrha: "Y/n"

The man stopped after Pyrrha called out his name.

Pyrrha: "I enjoyed our duel. You've fought valiantly"

Y/n: "You too, Pyrrha"

Pyrrha: "Will it be alright if we chat?"

Y/n: "Don't you have reporters for that?"

Pyrrha: "They'll be there when it needs to. You...won't. At least, not for long"

Y/n: "...I guess you're right"

Turning on his heel, Pyrrha's opponent, now to be known as Y/n, faces her with a warm and comforting smile.

Y/n: "So...what do you want to talk about?"

Pyrrha: "...You're actually...leaving?"

Y/n: "Yep...I managed to talk him into postponing my flight till the finals so we could fight one last time"

Pyrrha: "When will you come back?"

Y/n: *shrugs* "When I'm no longer needed, I guess. Though...when I do get back, you'll be on your way to becoming a huntress already"

Pyrrha's mood fell as she looked down solemnly. Seeing this, Y/n changed the topic in hopes of lightening her mood.

Y/n: "Speaking off...have you decided what academy you'd be joining? I know a lot of them are itching to get a renowned fighter like you to join"

Pyrrha: "Not yet...I haven't decided due to our fight"

Y/n: "Ahh...I see"

Pyrrha: "Can I ask...Where, will you be going?"

Y/n: "...Beacon Academy. Why?"

Pyrrha's eyes widened in disbelief before hurriedly taking out a device, in their world it is known to be a scroll, and began searching through its catalog.

Soon, a notification pooped up on Y/n's scroll. Taking it out, Y/n saw that Pyrrha had sent a screenshot of an invitation letter addressed to Hunstman Academy of the same name.

Y/n: *smirks* "I guess I'll be seeing you then"

Y/n puts away his scroll before adjusting his bag over his shoulder and returning to make his exit.  

Pyrrha: "We'll meet again. I'll make sure of it!"

Y/n: "...I'll hold you to it"

A few months later 

In the forest, Y/n stood in the open as he sparred with a wooden dummy, performing his routine blocks and counter attacks.

He then transitioned into wielding his staff, training tirelessly to improve his form with his weapon.

Soon, Y/n walked up to his final routine. Standing before a large mountainside, Y/n assumed his fighting stance, placing his outstratched hand as close to the surface as possible.

Then, with a kiai, Y/n explodes into a punch creating a massive hole through the mountain before stepping back into a neutral stance.

???: "Diligent as always"

From behind, Y/n could hear a sound of footsteps approaching him along with a cane tapping on the grass.

Y/n: "Is it time already?"

???: "It was you who said to call when the bullhead will arrive"

Y/n: "Thanks. I better freshen up before then"

Walking to a tree, Y/n took a towel that was hanging on the branch and wipe his sweat.

???: "Any particular person you're expecting to arrive?"

In an airship heading towards Beacon Academy, Pyrrha can be seen looking out the window, seeing the school come into view, causing excitement to fill her soul.

Y/n: "Just an old friend from home~"

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Here it is, my rite of passage to solidify myself as a wattpad writer. Consider this as my second pet project since R2SM will be on hold till Beyond the Spider-verse.

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