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Aero Training
Topic Started: Sep 1 2009, 05:41 AM (106 Views)
Majin

Majin stopped in the streets of the South District. He had just come from the North District, after meeting two of the world's residents. One in a faction of the war, and another was, well, all Majin knew was that the male was looking for a friend or ally. Just before he left, he had kept mentioning getting stronger and than he revealed his goal for now: to train Aero or obtain another magic. Easy enough.

On the edge of the North District, behind a large building, were crates. They seemed as if they hadn't moved in some time, the perfect target practice. Unfortunately, to have a good practice, Majin would have to move the dusty boxes. One by one, the boy moved each in a scattered pattern. Next, he stood in the middle of the new array that the boxes had formed. This was it.

"Aero!" Majin shot a bolt of wind at one of the crates. He had expected it to break but the boy didn't have that power yet. No, it only budged it. There was a lot of work to be done. "Aero!" Majin tried on the same box. Again, no better result but a odd buldge in the array. Quickly fixing it, Majin got to his position to try again.

"Once more. Aero!" Majin tried a third time, and they say it is a charm. Not for Majin. All his wind-based spell did was knock the box back. Was this box alive? Was it building resistance? This was too much. "Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero!" Majin rapidly fired his spells at a different box. Under the stress of five wind spells in rapid sessions, it crumbled. One down!

A shocked look showed up on the boy's face. It took a rapid firing of five Aeroes to take one crate down? Boy, this is going to take some time. He looked for another box, one to the left of the destroyed box. Some wind must have escaped as they had impacted. Because, the box to the left was moved. Ignoring the box's movement, the boy rapidly fired again, "Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero!"

Boom! The box was destroyed. However, so was the boy... Almost. Tired, Majin sat down. There were pieces all over the ground from the two boxes. It's beginning to really wear Majin out. His spells were never really strong, but he didn't think they were this bad. Without injury, Cure went to waste. It'd be a LONG time before that ranks up. For now, improving Aero was what Majin had in sights.

Ten minutes went by before Majin got up and readied himself for the box which wouldn't destroy. It had already three Aeroes on it but he doubted that mattered. He switched attention to a box on it's side; a skinnier target when the box is on it's side. Carefully aiming, "Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero!" and it was shattered. Not taking a rest, Majin switched to the other box. "Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero!" Again, the box shattered but Majin too fell to the ground. He was really wearing himself out from using these spells so much. He needed to get it to where only one Aero would do the trick on a box. This was going to take awhile.

C'mon Majin thought to himself. He wanted to only have to use four. Atleast by tonight get to three. It didn't look good. His energy was just low. He wasn't such a wizard/mage type of guy. No, he was more of strength if anything. His keyblade would need some training but he felt like the series of Aero magic could prove worthy.

"Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero!" Majin halted after his forth use. One, because it was a test; Two, he was running very low on energy. His body wouldn't be able to hold much more of this kind of training. The box he hit, though, was damaged. It wasn't destroyed. This was a breakthrough. He may have not gotten the result desired, but this was fortunate enough to be some result.

Time was running out. His chat with the others had taken some time out. It was around the middle of the day and even though the chat did not take forever, it took it's toll on the day. Aggrivated, Majin was forced to wait a half hour. In that thirty minutes, his magic abilities (his energy) had made a somewhat useful recovery. He'd be able to cast a few more boxes and destroy them. Maybe his energy even grew. Who knows?

"Aero!" First round fired. The box chiped already, and a smile grew on his face. "Aero!" Second round fired. Again, it only chiped. "Aero! Aero!" The box because broken into but not destroyed like the previous four or five. "Aero! Aero!" He fired two at the damaged boxes to destroy two more to it's count. Well, six boxes down and sadly, two left.

As it seemed, within just minutes, the boy's training would come to an end. He didn't know how to get away from Twilight Town but he knew he needed to in order to get his magic to it's full power. His anger was going to turn into power. This time, plus magic.

"AERO!" Without knowing it, but feeling it (hard to explain), Majin had casted two Aeroes at once. The power was average but seemingly stronger than the previous dozen or more casted. His results would come up greater than he might have imagined. The box, one out of the two left, was chiped badly and almost broken. "Aero! Aero!" The box was destroyed. Yes! Majin jumped in joy as he got to only four to destroy a crate. He has a long way to go before Aerora.

"This may be all my energy. Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero!" Majin casted a barrage at the last box. It had destroyed the same way the other seven did. Chiped off pieces, than shattered. His small gain is his hope for a stronger future.

...After the original edit, it is assumed that Majin sits down and falls to sleep. With no house or any where to go, he himself assumes this place is safe and not to mention, the streets and town seem ghostly... Having very few visitors.

Day Two Starts...

Majin wakes up. He stands up immediately, not wanting to stay lazily on the ground in dust. He brushes himself off very thoroughly. In his head, he plans on working even harder with new tactics to train his Aero magic. Although, noted yesterday, it'd take more time than this. It took him so many times to destroy a wooden crate with five bursts of Aero, and to get it to four was results. However, to get that four, it took so many times and tons of energy. All that he had left today was to gain a bit more of magic capacity and maybe aim for only three times. However, being bored and finishing the crates, Majin had no more training dummies. He could summon heartless and destroy them but that seemed pointless and on a brink of very evil. Why kill those which help him?

Many who would read a story about him may wonder what is his drive in the Aero series? What is his determination? Both can be answered simply. Himself. What person does not want to get stronger? Whether it be in physical or mental or emotional strength. Majin had been fascinated with the wind all his life and it may not be noted a lot but it had always been there. Day after day, this boy would love standing outside while a nice gentle breeze struck him from any direction. His roof made it the best place to absorb it's gentle grace. Even if in a harsh condition, the wind was a key to Majin's well-being. A foundation to his determination.

As a gentle breeze strikes you, do you ever have the slightest thought of what a stronger breeze would do? A tornado is strong winds spiralling. Damage that those can do are very terrible but the wind gets stronger and stronger when it wants too. Majin wants to be the boy of the wind, the boy who gets stronger and stronger. His aim is not to learn ALL the magic series... but to learn Aeroga.

Back to him, however, Majin wandered the streets of this town looking for a new brand of targets. He didn't know how to get out of this town, and quite frankly had an urge too. He'd want to seek out that one boy or the military boy and see if they had a way. However, knowing Majin is towards the dark side, would they be so eager to help.

Just as all seemed to fail, Majin came upon barrels. These were tiny but bigger than the crates. At this point, who cared if a person got angry. This is what had to be done in order to get stronger... Basic training like this.

He aligned them to his liking. A pattern on the back of a building once more. However, this building's "backyard" was more open than the previous and no doubt the boy would be watched or have someone say something to him. No matter, the boy cast off the first aero set. He had charged in this small training excercise firing a total of eight rounds. Four at each of two barrels. They were both destroyed. He was already down two barrels out of six. Four left. This weren't as sturdy feeling as those crates and would probably amount to nothing.

"Aero! Aero! Aero! Aero!" Another one bit the dust and than there was only three.

(On pause...)
Edited by Majin, Sep 5 2009, 05:59 AM.
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Majin

(Since my second character is going to be coming in... I'll have to double post.)

Majin was really into this small training session he had going on. One after another, Aeroes were being fired off and breaking boxes. After the last post, it had been about a half hour. Majin needed a bit of a rest after damaging one of the last three boxes. When he got up he quickly wasted the energy by blasting the one damaged box and a good box to the piece it was designed from. Now on his break again, Majin just sat against the building resting.

Someone was watching Majin though. He couldn't feel the element Majin was tuned with, whether it be Light or Dark. However, he could see the boy took a liking to Aero, a wind magic series. He'd show this kid a thing or two. His mother was a magic user and this boy's Aero was strong but this stranger had slightly, already stronger Thunder. With a quick hand gesture, the boy cast Thunder and broke the last box.

The magic broke the last box, the only remaining. Great. Shocked, and kind of startled, Majin got up and looked up. He seen a boy peeking down at him. "Who are you?" Majin yelled up.

The boy jumped down and broke his fall by performing a somersault to the side. When he stood, he didn't look like he'd answer. He studied this boy. "My name is Kazuki."

"Kazuki? What was the idea of destroying my box?" Majin atleast knew his name, but was he going to start something?

"I thought I'd show you another magic." Kaz let a small smirk go. He wasn't cocky, just sort of confident... It wasn't his most dominant trait, not like his determination.

Majin didn't find any of this entertaining. Actually, he grew a small anger "pocket" in his body for this boy. He was training, and didn't need help. "Aero!" Majin sent out his arm which blasted a wind based attack at Kazuki. Hitting him, the boy went backwards. Kaz may have landed on his feet but he was kind of in shock. "Aero!" Again, Kaz went backwards but landed on his feet.

Calling his keyblade, Kaz held his hand out. With a light, the samurai-styled keyblade had appeared. The magic was a start of an attack. "Get ready, boy!" Kaz jumped towards Majin and swung his keyblade from the left.

"Aero!" Majin held his left hand over his right arm to block the keyblade and summoned his own keyblade in his right hand which he pulled up. Kaz's reflexes were good enough to block and he was sent close to a wall. The boys stood there examining each other.

"Aero!"
"Thunder!"

Both magic attacks canceled out, and the physical fight began again. Swing after swing the boys wouldn't break. Clash after clash, the keyblades hit together making a sound that no one wanted to here.

"Aero!"
"Thunder!"
"Aero!"
"Thunder!"
"Aero!"
"Thunder!"

During their physical combat, the boys sent numerous waves of magic. Each canceling out one another. However, Majin started to feel a stronger vibe come from within him. He knew his Aero was getting stronger. Could this be... Aerora!?

Clash. Boom. Clash. Boom. Boom. Boom. Clash. Clash.

This could go on for hours and it was getting tiresome. However, it all helped Majin more than Kaz. Even though Kaz knew he had more training in how to use magic, he didn't know that Majin had been training all day and yesterday on ONE certain magic. This would help Majin grow more than Kazuki. Although, not even Majin knew what was to happen.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Majin had a battle cry going when he ran towards Kaz with a mighty swing. Although Kaz blocked, the impact forced Kaz's keyblade to go crashing into the ground. Putting his right hand to Kaz's body, Majin summoned his power... "Aerora!" A powerful wave of wind shot out and blasted Kaz into the streets of the town.

Getting up was nothing. But it hurt. Kaz walked away, mumbling something to Majin. As for Majin, he started to walk the other way.

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Edited by Majin, Sep 13 2009, 09:00 AM.
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