Chapter 1
Part 1
Edward
12/9/2055
10:03 AM
I stand opposite my brother, in this large room we call the Training Space. He with his shaggy black hair that he really needs to style, turns his head to me and shrugs with a smug ass look on his face.
The floor is lined with a square pattern, which then runs up the walls and along the ceiling.
My brother adjusts into a combat position. I myself smirk at this, and likewise get into position.
"And so another day, another training session... joy"
The usual complaining from him begins. This happens every day, but I know better. He’s just being lazy.
"Well, Adam, if you didn’t suck so much we wouldn't have to train so much."
"Gee, thanks bro."
A voice is heard over the intercom, which makes us both look up towards the control room.
<Edward, you know you don't mean that.>
To which I just sigh lightly, exasperated.
"I dunno, dad. Have you seen his progress lately?"
"I've not not been that bad, right pops?"
Adam pleads with dad, but he should know it’ll be for naught.
<...Honestly?>
"Ouch, OK. Say no more. Let’s get started."
<Alright. Let's boot up the Training Space. I'll give you some room. Remember this is just sparring, so no Abilities.>
Isamu Yakage, my father, keys in some commands and the Training Space, activates. The once square patterned floor begins to glow with a faint light, signaling it being reinforced, just incase we go a little crazy.
Dad asks. <Are you two ready?>
"Define ”ready”..."
"Shush, Adam . Dad, we’re ready."
"Ugh, alright, enough. Let’s do this, bro.”
"3..2..1..GO!" As dad says go, I run at Adam.
We collide and begin to attack and block each other, neither of us having too much trouble, having trained together for years. Adam makes some space and then dashes at me, and jumping to perform a flying kick. I of course notice this and raise my arm. I push Adam’s incoming kick to the side and ready my other arm to punch Adam in the chest.
Realising just in time, Adam uses the momentum from having his body moved to kick with his other leg, sending me away from the impact.
Regaining composure, we smirk at one another and run, ready to begin another assault.
BOOM!
An explosion erupts from the wall to our side, making us stop in our tracks and cover our faces from the debris that ensues.
"What the?!" Adam charges lightning energy in his hand and points it in the direction of the explosion.
<What in the world was that?>

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