I heard a girl shriek, as I noticed the trail of blood I was leaving behind. Another pencil flew at me and stabbed me in my stomach. I looked as more pencils zoomed towards me. Now I was scared I might lose my life. "Oh my gosh, he said yes!!" The same girl who shrieked was looking at her phone, and her friends started to crowd her. Now it is obvious they don't care about me! I'm about to die, and they are worried about their crush accepting them? I threw a desk onto its side and used it as cover. "What am I going to do?" The question echoed in my mind as I tried to think of ways to survive. Daz came in on my left and kicked me in my head. I now lay sideways on the ground, accepting defeat, and probably death.

I closed my eyes and await my horrible demise, when out of nowhere, a deep voice said "It's okay, I'm coming Kage." I don't remember this voice, yet I feel a bit of hope spark in me. I open my eyes and see... a jacket. A grey jacket. I look up, but I don't see the foot that was raised above my head a few seconds ago. I look around and see Daz crowded by girls with hearts in their eyes. I close my eyes and mutter: It's not over Daz. I feel as if my body is being lifted up, my eyes still closed. The muttering is muffled out by metal, you know, music. The jacket is getting put on me by no one, now... obviously a classic anime transformation scene. I feel like I am supposed to land on my feet, ready for a fight, but instead, my body is tossed onto the ground like a broken doll. I open my eyes.

I get up, my arms barely able to support my own weight. A few girls gasp.

"The fight isn't over, Daz," I sputter, blood streaming from my mouth. Daz quickly turned his head, and it looked like he could've broken his neck. "We'll see about that." Was his response, and with one push from his leg on the floor, he glided towards me, fists ready to punch. "What are you doing? Fight!!!" The deep voice again. "Hello, who's talking?" I asked, confused. The deep voice came again: "Who cares? Fight!!!" Daz punches, I dodge, then punch him in the face. He turns and sends a kick aiming for my face. I block it and land one on his stomach, followed by an elbow to the back of his head. I jump, getting ready to slam down, but he looks up and quickly dodges, landing a blow on my face. I continued falling and hit my head on a desk. I look at Daz and see him doing some type of magic, collecting the pencils and merging them, a bright light comes from them and, well, let's just say that now it is a sword made with diamond. I looked at him and felt like making a sword too. "Hey voice! How do I make a sword?" Nothing. "Hello?" Still nothing. Great, I don't have a weapon, and that voice isn't telling me how to make one. I close me eyes and concentrate. I shape my hand into a circle...ish, and do the same with the other and put one circle on top of the other. I pull one hand up as if I was pulling a sword out of it's sheath and open my eyes. A purplish black katana is now in my hands. I look up to see that Daz is lunging towards me, ready to strike. Just in time, I think and the sword flashed light purple for a moment. I swing it up, and blocked the attack.