League of Bronies

by darkironpony


The Trial of the Swords

Author's Note: Editted by Cyber5555. I hope you all enjoy reading this chapter. I know I enjoyed writing it.

[Adven's P.O.V.]

The announcer calls my match. I walk towards the ring. My opponent follows close behind. Who is this mare?! Why do I feel like I know her?!

"Well folks now its time to see these two weapon masters collide! Lets give them both encouragement to do their very best in today's bout!" the announcer said his voice cracking with excitement. The crowd roared its response.

"This is going to be fun," my opponent says with a huge wolf like grin.

I try to lock eyes with my opponent. Darn. With that hood on it is kinda hard to look my opponent in the eye.

"Okay! Lets get this started!" the announcer yells backing up out of the ring,

As he did that I clicked my watch and drew my double edged sword with my front left hoof.

My opponent looked unimpressed as she drew her own sword into her front left hoof. It was a brilliant katana. The sword gleamed in the sunlight.

"So I assume you are going to keep the cloak and hood," I said as a matter of a factly.

"You are such a dirty stallion," she giggled.

I blushed instinctively.

"Go!" the announcer shouts shaking me from my stupor.

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My opponent and I look at one another. We walk in a circle in the ring.

My opponent takes a step forward and I mirror her advance. Why does this feel familiar?!

As I wonder this my opponent attacks my right hind leg. I counter with my blade and narrowly manage to swat it away.

My opponent follows up not missing a beat now trying to go for my eyes. I quickly dodge her assault and retaliate by hitting her with my right hoof before she can try again.

As she stumbles forward I throw a quick slash to her legs. She dodges it but the sword leaves a huge scar in the coat.

She throws her front right hoof to my hind legs. I move my sword to block the blow.

She looks straight at me with a wide grin. What is she so happy about?

As I wonder this she swats my blade away with her own and assaults my legs with her hoof.

I grabbed my hindlegs with my right front hoof hoping to quickly rub the pain away. My opponent moves forward slowly savoring my pain.

I slide back trying to gain some distance from her.

She throws a horizontal slash. I meet it with a quick hit from the bottom half of my double edged sword. As she is pushed back by that side I go on the offensive with the other one.

She is retreating. Obviously she must have underestimated me. I push her towards the edge of the ring. Just a few more feet.

Out of desperation she falls on the ring floor.

Not wanting her to gain the upperhoof I continue my attack. I look at my opponent expecting her smile to be gone but it just grew wider.

"Why are you smiling?!" I demand as I continue my attack.

"Because I know something you don't know," she giggled back.

"What is it?" I ask out of instinct. I bring my blade down on hers.

"I am not really left hoofed!" she yells pushing me away. She then proceeds to toss her sword's hilt to her right front hoof.

I stood there amazed. Clever mare.

She proceeds to assault me with renewed strength and greater speed.

I try to build a defense but it is ultimately useless against her fierce attacks.

Soon I am on the edge of the ring trying to stay in.

She attempts to cut my left front hoof. I jump over her with a quick flap of my wings. After I land I try to slash her only to catch her coat again. The difference is this time it was completely torn to shreds.

Now I saw a blue mare wearing a steel breastplate. Wait I have seen that breastplate before! No that is impossible. How can it be?!

As I get preoccupied by my thoughts she begins a new assault. Soon I am pushed towards the edge again.

She giggles as she throws a vertical slash. The katana fails to meet its mark.

"What the?!" she exclaims with now wide eyes.

"I forgot to tell you," I say back grining," I am not left hoofed either."

Even with that hood on I can see her jaw drop. When she does that I take my advantage of surprise and cut apart the hood. The torn remains of it fall to the floor.

"No. It can't be you," I say overwhelmed with too many emotions at once. I blink in vain to cause the being before me to change.

Come on! Get a grip on yourself. Focus. There is no such things as ghosts. I take a quick breath to calm myself down. Now analyze your opponent. I look again at the mare standing before me. She has a blue coat as well as eyes. She has a blonde ponytail. Okay this is just getting creepy!

"It is," she replys coldly. "Nice to see you again Adven."

"Master Scrapper," I respond kneeling before the mare. Tears hit the floor of the ring. I smile weakly. "It is good to see you again."

"Why are you kneeling? The fight isn't over yet!" she says pulling me up.

"You might as well get it over with. You know it won't surprise me. Besides it was always your preferred way to fight with that sword," she says with a smile.

I raise an inquisitive brow. "Ready?" she asks with a quick wink.

I sniff and nod my understanding. I proceed to separate my blade into two. "Ready master," I say choking back tears.

She enters a defensive position. "As always, my student," she replys cheerfully.

I walk a quick circle around my master to find out where to best start my attack.

When I find that no matter which area I attack from she would be able to block my first blow I decide for the simplest. So I rush straight at my master aiming for her front legs.

She meets my blade with hers. We take turns attacking and defending.

Eventually we both begin to sweat and pant heavily from exhaustion.

"One more pass?" my master suggests panting.

I nod simply too tired to reply with words.

We both move towards opposite ends of the ring.

My master gave me another wink,"One will rise."

I give her my own smile,"And one shall fall." As soon as i finished she was already half way to the middle of the ring. I flap my wings to glide to meet her.

The sound of swords tearing into flesh is heard. My master and I end up on opposite sides again.

We stay standing for what feels like hours. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain shot through my wings. I grit my teeth trying to hold back my howl of pain.

"Well looks like your old master is still number," my master stops midsentence as I hear her body fall down.

The crowd goes silent and the announcer begins the count.

"It was nice seeing you again master," I mutter as more tears flow from my eyes.

"Ten!" The announcer exlaims surprised. "There you have it. The winner of the armed division is Adven!"

I rush to my master. "Master are you okay?" I ask through my tears.

She gives me a quick wink. A portal appears underneath her and she drops in. I reach out my hoof trying to save her. She just shakes her head and smiles.

"We will meet again Adven," she said soothingly as the last of her entered the portal. The portal closed and I was left in the middle of the ring alone.

"I...hope so...master," I say looking forward to my future reunion with her.