When Joy and Necessity Are One
Summary: Where circumstances cause a student to reach the deadline sooner, will he panic and fail or will he stay calm?
He raised an object that looked like the hilt of a sword. A pillar of energy rose from the hilt. He grinned, almost surprised that he was found. The was an average looking person, nothing set him apart, not even his graying hair, although he was a teenager. A second figure appeared, walking though the fields of corn. He too had a sword of light. He was tall and wiry, yet he gave off an air of strength. As he approached he brushed his blond hair from in front of his emerald eyes. Strangely, the only color was in his hair and eyes, the rest of the world was gray. He silently adjusted his grip.
"Hello Johnny, get ready to get blown out!" The first one said, with a sneer. He swung at Johnny. The blades clashed, merged, and then finally moved though each other. "Are you ready to get stung, because is a honey of a blade." The battle lasted for