A/N; Let me go ahead and just apologize right away for what I'm sure is about to be a long Author's note. I just feel I really need to address some changes I made due to some suggestions as well as just point out of few things and answer some questions. First off, the most drastic change, Elsa's character. Quite a few people did not like her being so out of character. A couple people even sent some PMs saying what I did to her made them angry lol. I simply wanted to add some humor to the story through her quirky character, but honestly, I do not mind at all writing humor in to the story in other ways, so I changed her. She will simply be a shy (recluse), sweet, proper (comes from wealth) young lady now. I went back to ch. 1 and edited a few things to accommodate this. And to be honest, I think the chapter is much better now, so thank you very much for talking some sense in to me! 8P Though to be completely honest, over all I'm not at all happy with the first chapter. I wish I wouldn't have made it so angsty, all in all the story will def not be like that, I'm sure a lot of ppl got the wrong idea and stopped reading. Oh well, ty to the ppl that stuck around! Anyway a reviewer also kindly suggested I use Italics for a character's thoughts. Why the hell didn't I think of that? I've certainly read enough fics! He/she also suggested to change my line breaks. So, I changed those things as well. And finally, a reviewer suggested that instead of having huge globs of text trying to explain characters and the unique things specific to the story I created, that I should simply not condescend the reader and just let them figure it out themselves as the story flows and progresses. Great advice, tyvm. All of you, ty, you know who you are. Also A few of you asked which anime I got the Idea for this story from, so I suppose I will give credit where It is due in that regard. The basic plot of a magic high school with a weak but not actually weak MC is from "Chivalry of a failed knight" and "The Irregular at magic high school". Also, the idea of every student having their own unique weapon and type of magic I got from the anime "Asterisk war". I got the idea of each character having a familiar from "The familiar of zero". I would also like to point out that you will probably notice that I very rarely describe a character's physical appearance. This is very simply due to the fact every character in this story is a Disney Character. If you're unsure which character I'm referring to, jus google em ;P One last thing, I will not be writing out Merida and Esmerelda's Scottish and French accents. (I realize Esmerelda doesn't have a French accent in the Disney version of the novel, but she should, damn it! XP) So if you could just sound the accents out in your head, that would definitely save me a lot of time when writing, ty. Once again sorry about this long A/N, but at least I'll never have to say any of this ever again, lol. Hope you enjoy the chapter!
I want to point out one more time, If you find some stuff a bit cheesy, it's bc I really did try to right this as an anime with Disney characters. So when reading, try and act like you're 'watchin' an anime!
Trigger warning: slight bdsm, I guess? Lol. Nothing graphic though, clothing isn't even removed.
Chapter 2
"If I have to say battle her one more time! I'll-"
"Okay! Okay! Yeesh. You know, I just gotta point out, I did tell you that I didn't really say anything mean at all to Elsa, and you're still acting like a total bitch!"
"Yeah. You're right, sorry about that." Merida sheepishly responds as she rubs the back of her neck. "Guess I'm just a little protective of Elsa now and again."
"A little?" Anna retorts, the understanding smirk on her face belying her challenging response.
"Okay, maybe a lot." The fiery redhead relents. "Well I'm gonna go check on her and convince her to show you her abilities. Meet us in the gym in about ten minutes? We still got about thirty minutes until fourth period."
"Sounds good. And Merida? I'm glad she has a friend like you. She's so sweet, she deserves it. And regardless of how our battle turns out, I hope that Maybe I can be her friend too."
"I think that she would absolutely love that." Merida responds with a huge smile on her face as she turns to run towards the exit with her hand waving at Anna. "See you In ten!"
After returning her wave, Anna turns and walks to her best friend, while ignoring all the curious stares around her table. As she arrives at her friends seat, she can't help but don the most loving of smiles. Of course she slept through that whole incident. "Aurora," She softly calls out as she shakes the girl's shoulder. "Wake up sweetheart." The blonde beauty slowly stirs and peers up at her friend with a sleepy smile.
"Is it time for class already?" she asks her in her soft melodic voice, slightly raspy from her slumber.
No not yet, I was just hoping you could do me a favor, do you think you could referee a battle for me before class? Please?"
"Of course," Aurora replies with a wide smile.
Merida opens the door to the main building's rooftop, knowing without a doubt she will find a sniffling Elsa on the other side of it. The blonde startles when she hears the door open and turns from the grand view of the schoolyard below her. As soon as she spots a large lump of fiery orange hair through her teary vision, she runs to jump in the embrace of her best and only friend, stuffing her face against Merida's school uniform.
"It's okay luv, everything's gonna be just fine." The Scottish girl coos, rubbing circles into the distraught girl's back. "Now dry those tears up sweetheart, you don't want half the school seeing your eyes all red and puffy when you battle Anna in the gym, do ya? Elsa pulls her head up to peer at her friend with shock and bemusement, and Merida just stares back with a comforting, yet determined expression. "It's finally time to show everyone that they can take their magical power entrance examination and shove it right in their arse!"
"Ew, Merida! Please do not speak of inserting anything in to people-.. Oh my goodness! I need to fix my make up!" The curly haired tomboy just rolls her eyes with a smile.
Anita Radcliffe, the school's History and Advanced Magics Instructor, is busy writing her next class' lesson plan on her classroom's chalkboard. Cruella Deville, sixth ranked magician in Arendelle Academy and currently the sole student occupying the classroom is currently leering at said teacher's backside discreetly with a lecherous expression on her perfectly manicured face. The high maintenance teenager is grateful that the school's uniform is white, accented with black, for it matches her highly stylized hair, but she still can't help but hate the dreadful things overall. If there is anything Cruella Deville loves, it's looking fabulous, and these damnable outfits are anything but. The teacher's outfit is very similar, and luckily the uniforms are at least fit to size at the beginning of the year. And right now, Cruella is very grateful that the teacher's tailor-made pants (skirts simply won't do for battle) are fitted quite snugly. The beautiful instructor's hips sway ever so slightly as she periodically adjusts her stance to put her weight on one of her feet.
Is she doing that on purpose? For me? Cruella wonders, There's no doubt she knows I'm looking. She just has to. She's always peeking back at me. Under the pretext of making sure I'm doing my work, I presume. But that's just thing, I never am. And she never says anything. I don't even quickly look down when she peers back at me anymore. I just keep looking. Or lock eyes with her for a second before she looks away in what I swear seems to be in a shy manner. Am I just imagining all of this? Is my obsession making me see things that aren't there? Are my hormones making me hallucinate sexual advances? Oh, Anita darling. I must have you.
"Cruella!" The student's eyes shoot up to meet her teachers. From the tone of her instructor's voice, it must not have been the first time she tried to get the attention of the daydreaming girl.
"Yes miss Radcliffe," Cruella responds urgently. "I'm sorry ma'am, did you say something?"
"Yes, young lady I did. I asked, are you staring at my ass?" Cruella's jaw drops and her eyes go wide as saucers. What?
"Answer me young lady." Anita says emphatically as she walks up and puts her hands on her student's desk, bending forward to stare at the bewildered young girl over the rim of her glasses. There's simply no way that Cruella can keep herself from peering down at the woman's breasts, that are practically bursting out of her top as they are squeezed between the beautiful teacher's arms.
What in the hell is going on? Why am I getting so turned on right now? I should just be mortified that she's finally calling me out for all my perverted leering. A sensual heat is starting to pool in the girls belly as the object of her yearlong obsession stares intensely in to her eyes, a warm tingling sensation growing, and moving ever deeper. Her entire body starts emitting a slight quake, enough to make her bra almost imperceptibly rub against her hardening nipples. "I… I.." the poor girl stammers, unable to articulate more than a single syllable.
The brunette woman stands, shaking her head and tutting at her student. "You're being a very bad girl Cruella." She turns and starts walking back to her desk, saying over her shoulder, "Come here Cruella, now."
She barely manages to stand on wobbly legs, and slowly walks towards her teacher where she waits by her desk. The slight fear and Intense arousal Cruella feels from her teacher's words and actions is staggering to the young girl. It's so much different than her instructor's usual kind and gentle demeanor that it has the girl slowly leaking into her panties even as she walks, unable to break her gaze from her teacher's licentious expression. When the unmistakably horny teenager arrives in front of her long-time crush, the woman removes her glasses, peers into her student's wide, green eyes with half hooded, lust filled browns and says, "Put your hands on my desk." Oh my god Cruella thinks as she instantly obeys the order. This is really happening right now. Oh my god oh my god. The teacher saunters behind the girl and simply stands there stares at the young girl's ass for a minute or two, rubbing her own breast with her left hand and languidly stroking and squeezing the inside of her own thigh with her right. The young girl's pert backside is twisting and wiggling, futilely trying to purchase friction against her aching core where there is none to be had, somehow instinctually knowing she is not allowed move her limbs without her teacher's permission. All she can do is peer behind, eyes wide and glued to the relaxed movements of her teacher's hands. Anita eventually takes a step forward and lays a hand on the back of her charge's thigh, right above the knee, instantly eliciting a sharp intake of breath from the disheveled teenager. She starts to breathe heavily, gasping out ragged, short intakes and shaky exhalations accented with occasional mewling moans as her instructor ever slow slowly ascends to her throbbing, soaking wet core. Not an inch from her destination she stops, causing a pitiful whine to erupt from the intensely horny teenager.
"Please Anita please! I need it so bad I can hardly stand it! PLEASE!" Cruella bellows out almost hysterically. Her teacher just tuts at her in admonishment.
"Cruella. How many times have I told you this year to call me miss Radcliffe? Hmm?" Cruella simply whines in response before she sees her tormentors arm reach in front of her face to pick up her… yardstick. Oh my god.
The girl cranes her neck behind her to see her teacher's calm smirk. Before the little diva can even comprehend if she would actually even want something like this her beloved Anita has her arm raised, yardstick high in the air.
SMACK!
Cruella's head flies up off of her own desk, emitting a loud yelp.
"Cruella Deville, that is the last time you will fall asleep in my class, do you understand me? This is detention, not your bedroom." The teacher's gaze instantly softens into concern and regret as she sees how absolutely wide-eyed and flustered her student is as she just stares at her instructor with confusion. "I'm sorry dear, I didn't mean to scare you so badly" she says as she cups the heavily breathing young girl's cheek. "You usually don't react quite this way." She says with a light laugh. "Are you alright dear?"
Cruella manages a chuckle and sheepish grin. "yes ma'am I'm okay, thank you."
"Alright then dear" she says removing her hand from her charge's warm cheek. She then goes back to her blackboard after setting her yardstick she had used to wake the teenager by smacking her desk, on her own, larger, teacher's desk.
Oh my god Cruella thinks blissfully, Best. Fucking. Dream. Ever.
A knock at the classroom door slightly startles both occupants
"Yes? Come in." Miss Radcliffe announces, setting her chalk down and clapping her hands together to rid them of the light layer of dust coating her fingers. Cruella can't help but notice that as her gorgeous teacher does so, her breasts give the slightest of jiggles. The libidinous teenager's eyes and legs both squeeze shut simultaneously for an instant, as if in effort to capture the momentous occasion in a mental picture, before unfettering them with a deep sigh.
Anna and Aurora then walk in the classroom, politely greeting their teacher, who returns the convention with a smile. Anna then turns to Cruella with a smirk, not missing the sight of her rosy cheeks. "Really Cruella? Lunchtime detention again?" Cruella is always badgering and embarrassing Anna, so she jumps at the chance to return the favor, "We all know you get in to trouble just to spend more time with Miss Radcliffe. You're always staring at her."
Cruella, entire face now red as a tomato, gapes at Anna in mortified disbelief, mouth hanging wide open. Miss Radcliffe, to her credit, simply clears her throat and adjusts her glasses, though she isn't much less red than Cruella.
"I would assume you're here for a reason, Miss Kyros?' Anita asks her student tersely, but honestly not too put out, girls will be girls, after all. And Cruella's horrified expression was indeed quite adorable, if she had to admit so.
"Yes, Miss Radcliffe. I was hoping that you could please supervise a battle for me? I know it wouldn't seem it, but it's very important ma'am." Anna asks with a hopeful look, hands clasped and armed with the most adorable of puppy dog eyes.
"Might I ask what the reason for this battle is, Anna?" The teacher asks with a raised brow.
"Well I'm considering a girl's proposal to be my partner in the doubles portion of the upcoming mock battles. You know how important they are, so naturally I would like to evaluate her skills in battle."
"Hmmm.. may I ask you who this girl is?"
"Her name's Elsa, Ma'am."
The pretty teacher raises her eyebrows in surprise. "Elsa Aureylias?"
"Yes Ma'am." Anna returns the surprised look. 'You know her?'
"Well of course I do dear. There are only a little over three hundred students in this school. I know all of you. But that aside, Elsa is the top student in my First-year history class. She's even second overall."
"Wow." Anna says, impressed. "So she's pretty smart, huh?"
"Indeed," Miss Radcliffe responds with a touch of pride. "Such a well behaved young lady too. And incredibly polite. Not to mention cute as a button."
"Hmph," Cruella grunts, crossing her arms. "Sounds like she's just your favorite student, huh? Why don't you just marry her?" Cruella instantly turn red as soon as soon as the words leave her mouth. My god, what is wrong with me? That's got to be the most juvenile thing I have said in the last ten years!
The instructor favors her student with an indulgent but honest smile, "No Cruella, you'll always be my favorite student dear, even if you are a pain in the behind" The resulting smile to this statement that the student gives off is absolutely blinding. Although she then blushes deep after contemplating her teacher's choice of words. She just can't get that amazing dream out of her head, not that she wants to.
"Wow Miss Radcliffe," Anna can't help but tease with a smirk, "I thought teachers weren't supposed to have a favorite student."
Anita blushes and Clears her throat. "yes, well," The teacher stammers before continuing, "Anyway dear I would be happy to supervise your battle." She turns to her student currently under punishment, "I suppose you will just have to come along, Cruella dear."
Cruella beams a smile and jumps out of her seat. On her way to the door she notices the bundle of blonde hair covering a desk. "Don't forget your comatose friend here, carrottop."
Anna glances over and chuckles before walking over and nudging her friends shoulder, "c'mon sleeping beauty."
Elsa is shifting nervously, wringing her hands with her eyes darting every which way. "She should have been here five minutes ago! Are you positive that you told her ten minutes Merida?" She asks, her voice a bit higher than her usual tone.
"Sweetheart, I'm sure she just had to do something, she'll be here, I promise." Merida says in attempt to console her nervous friend. What is this girl doing to Elsa? She's usually so calm and composed, regal almost! She's been an absolute wreck ever since she first talked to Anna. She decides to voice her thoughts. She puts her hands on Elsa's shoulder and looks her in the eyes with a gentle smile. "Elsa sweetheart, you really need to just calm down. You're not even acting like yourself at all. You don't want Anna to think you're some total spaz, do ya?"
"Elsa closes her ice blue eyes, takes a deep breath, and nods her assent as she exhales. "You're right Merida." She replies, smoothing out her uniform. "Thank you. I don't know what I would do without you."
"Of course I'm right," Merida says with a cocky smirk. "And you'd be totally lost without m- oh! Here she comes!" She softly exclaims, spotting Anna, walking with a couple other students and Miss Radcliffe.
"Hello girls," The teacher says, smiling politely as she arrives. Her smile falters in to a concerned expression as she takes in Elsa's slightly red and puffy eyes. "Are you alright dear?" she asks her, putting her hand on her cheek gently. Cruella glares at the contact, emitting a light growl.
"Yes, Miss Radcliffe, I am quite well, thank you very much for your concern," She replies with an honest smile. She then gracefully turns to Anna when the teacher removes her hand and gives her a slight bow. "I wish to apologize to you Anna, my behavior was quite unbecoming, I am rather embarrassed about the whole exchange if I am to be honest." She says with a blush to her cheeks and a slightly worried look in her crystal blue eyes.
My god she's so pretty! Anna thinks, completely captivated by the blonde's adorable, earnest expression. Elsa's worried look increases, and Anna realizes she has been just been staring, without saying a word. "Oh! No, your totally fine. I mean, it's totally fine. I shouldn't have just assumed that I knew of your combat abilities. I'm sorry I was so rude." Anna replies sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck and twisting her foot in to the ground.
"That's quite alright, Anna." Elsa replies before they both just sort of stand there in front of each other, fidgeting and briefly glancing at one another with shy grins.
This goes on for a minute before Anita clears her throat, garnering the attention of the two girls, "Well then ladies, I hate to interrupt your adorable little staring contest, but class will start very soon. Perhaps you can demonstrate your abilities to one another in a short battle?" She suggests, as if she just came up with the idea, for the benefit of the two girls' awkward conversation. When both girls nod their consent, the instructor removes three cylinder shaped objects from her teacher's bag. Handing one to each of the girls she then turns to Aurora, who looks as if she's about to fall asleep standing up. "Aurora dear, could you please referee the battle for them?
"Yes Ma'am, of course," The sleepy blonde replies and receives a vox of her own. The teacher then backs up a few steps and calls out in a loud voice, "Excuse me ladies, could you clear a space in the center of the gymnasium for a mock battle please?" Students all around cease their training and head to the outer portion of the gym, talking excitedly amongst each other, all wondering who will be participating in the battle. Aurora then steps forward a bit, holding her vox straight in front of her, arm extended. "Shield, Difenda" She calls out in a loud voice. The cylinder in her hand then morphs into a medium sized jo staff, which is slightly longer than Aurora herself. She then peers at Elsa and Anna, who walk out in front of her. The murmur of the students increases as they see the third ranked student alongside a beautiful girl that a few recognize as "the weakest one".
"Okay girls, this'll be a three-hit match, I'm sure y'all know the rules, but I'm going to explain them anyway," Aurora starts before letting out a deep yawn. "Oh my, excuse me. The first one to land three lethal blows will be declared the winner. I of course will have a force-field wrapped around you both and will be able to sense when one of you receives enough damage to be considered lethal. So that you are able to breathe, there will not be a barrier around your mouths, so please, do try not to jam a sword down your opponent's throat. Now, when I call 'hit', you will immediately cease the battle and return to your starting positions until I instruct you to resume. Do you ladies understand?" After both girls nod their assent, Aurora sticks her hand out toward Elsa, with a concentrated look on her face. After a couple seconds Elsa's entire body begins to glow a sparkly, yellowish color. After repeating the process to Anna, Aurora instructs them toward their starting positions.
When Anna starts to walk to her spot, Elsa stops her with her sweet voice. "Um, good luck to you Anna," she says with a nervous smile.
"Aww, thank you so much! You're so sweet!" Anna says with a beaming smile. She then says almost as an afterthought, "I love sweet things." After hearing the words come out of her own mouth, her expression instantly turns to panic. "I'm not saying that I love you! No. I mean, not that you're not lovable! You are. I just don't. love you that is. I mean, I could, maybe. One day. Just not right now. That would be weird. I mean I just met you, like, 15 minutes ago. So… what I mean to say is… um, good luck to you as well!" Anna blurts out in what seems to Elsa to be a single breath, before scurrying off to her position with her hands covering her face, her red ears blending in with her hair.
Elsa, giggling, walks to her own spot, sporting a giddy smile while unable to take her eyes off the retreating redhead. When she reaches her destination, she holds out her vox and yells, "Exalt, Enhansa." The foci then transforms into a long, straight black blade, much to Anna's confusion. Enhancement? I could have sworn that she used Ice! The petite redhead wonders to herself.
"Oh my, what a beautiful blade," Cruella comments on the sidelines with an impressed look. "It's obsidian like color Contrasts well with her pale skin and hair, it's very striking." She comments to no one in particular.
"Yes, quite striking indeed," A French accent voices to Cruella's left, causing her to turn and widen her green eyes.
"Oh, Esmerelda! Hello." Cruella greets with a hungry look in her eyes. Her darling Anita will always be her true love, but just like every other girl in school she just couldn't help but pine after the beautiful French woman. And she is indeed a woman. Your average third year student would probably still be considered a girl in the eyes of most adults, but not Esmerelda. The young woman is simply sex incarnate. She's tall and muscular, but still thin and curvy. Even the way she walks and talks just exudes sexual energy to all around her. To see the dark-skinned warrior fight is like witnessing the most sensual of ballets. And it isn't just for show, the second ranked magician in all of Arendelle Academy is undefeated in battle, as long as you don't count her fights against the school's top ranked mage. No one holds that against her however, the Academy's number one ranked student is simply untouchable.
"Bonjour Cherie," "Esmerelda replies absently, completely enraptured by Elsa's beauty.
Meanwhile in center stage Anna holds her vox in front of her and says "shine, Furasshu!" Her foci then transforming in to what looks like pure light, snaking up her arms onto her back. Large, white-feathered wings then form out of her shoulder blades, and a shiny golden gauntlet takes shape on each of her forearms. As she forms her fighting stance, daggers of bright yellow light protrude from the front of each gauntlet, like deadly extensions of her arms.
"Its quite Ironic," Esmerelda says with a slight smirk, "Anna literally has wings, but that heavenly girl there is the one that looks like an angel. What is that delectable treat's name?" she asks, her tone indicative of intense desire. Merida then walks forward a bit to stand beside her, hands on her hips.
"Her name is Elsa Aureylius, and you will not be eating her, do you understand me?" Merida says a bit forcefully, with a raised brow and stern expression.
"Oh, je suis desole mon peu carotte minou, I did not realize that she was yours," the dark-skinned beauty says sultrily, softly running her hand down Merida's arm.
Having no idea what the first thing the French girl said to her was, Merida simply fixes her with an unimpressed expression, with only a light blush on her face, much to her credit. "She's not mine, we're simply childhood friends. She's like a sister to me.
Esmerelda just stares at the redhead for a second with a slightly stunned expression before awkwardly removing her hand. To be perfectly honest she's quite impressed. No girl in this school has ever so non-chalantly Brushed off the promiscuous woman's advances. The beautiful woman then genuinely smiles and offers her hand to the Scottish firecracker. "You're Merida Dunbroch correct?" she asks with a little less sex in her voice and a little more respect. The skilled fighter always makes sure to know of at least the top 20 magicians in the school's magical power ranking system.
"Yep. Esmerelda right?" she responds, shaking her hand.
"Mmhm," the Beautiful French magician hums with an easy smile. "So tell me Merida, why have I never seen your beautiful friend before? And what type of magic does she use? I'm quite curious."
"She doesn't leave her dorm much, outside of going to her classes, and to eat and bathe. And she uses enhancement magic." Merida responds.
"Enhancement magic?" The gypsy asks, perplexed. Nobody uses that type of magic, It simply doubles your strength, speed, reflexes, and other physical abilities. It requires a very small amount of magical power to use, and is generally useless in a battle as intense as one between mages.
"That's right," Merida responds, sensing the woman's confusion and ignoring it. She'll see soon enough. "Anna uses light magic, right?"
"Yes. I've fought her once. It was a very close battle, very intense. She's quite powerful," Esmerelda informs seriously.
"Excuse me ladies," The girls step aside as Miss Radcliffe walks past them to approach Aurora, who is standing with both arms forward, eyes closed. "Are you all right dear? It usually does not take you this long to construct a barrier, even of this size." Anita asks the blonde.
"The girl's eyes pop open, "Oh my, I apologize I must have fallen asleep," She then concentrates for a few seconds longer before a large cube shape barrier surrounds the center of the gymnasium, trapping the two fighters inside. "Alright then," she says softly, and then much louder, "Are you ready Anna?"
"Yes, I'm ready," The winged redhead replies.
"Elsa, are you ready?" After a couple seconds without reply, the sleepy girl repeats the question. "Elsa, are you ready?"
"Oh! Yes! I apologize, I am ready." She abruptly confirms, causing a soft eruption of laughter from the crowd of students gathered around the barrier. Get yourself together Elsa! She berates herself. This is no time to be ogling Anna! Even if she is literally sparkling with golden light like some heavenly creature from my fantasies. She readies her battle stance, waiting for the final signal. The crowd has gone deathly silent now in anticipation, the occasional cough or a clearing of a throat the only sounds to be heard. Aurora eyes both magicians to make sure they are indeed both ready before barking in a loud, clear voice.
"Start!"
It all happens in maybe two seconds. Anna instantly launches a huge beam of concentrated light energy straight at Elsa's position. Before the angelic warrior even puts her hand down she sees a blur of movement to her left. Out of pure instinct she jerks her arm out in a horizontal slash. She's not quite sure but she thinks she sees Elsa jump straight up and towards her before she feels a force push her head towards where Elsa's blur was just located.
"Hit!" Aurora's voice instantly rings out clearly. My goodness, that strike would have sliced right through Anna's skull like butter, judging by the pressure to the barrier. Aurora thinks grimly. Not to mention, there was something that was just, off about that strike. The entire crowd has erupted into surprised and excited chattering at this point.
Anna turns to gape at Elsa, who is rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly, with an almost apologetic expression on her face as she walks back to her starting position almost thirty feet away. Anna takes a second to try and evaluate what just happened. She just ran around my beam and up to me in an instant, jumped over my strike, jumped over me rather, and theoretically cleaved my head mid-air before landing on the other side of me. How? How can someone move that fast?
Over in the crowd, Cruella voices that same thought.
"How in the FUCK did she just do that?"
"Cruella Deville!" Miss Radcliffe scolds, "I will not here you say that word ever again, am I understood?"
"Yes, Anita darling."
The teacher simply eyes her charge with a glare for actually daring to give her the student's usual informal address in the middle of a reprimand.
Cruella smiles sheepishly, "Yes, Miss Radcliffe."
"It is indeed intriguing," Esmerelda says with a seductive purr. This girl might actually give me a nice dance. I sure hope we get the chance to do so. "There is no way enhancement magic alone could make someone that fast. Not even close."
With Elsa back at her starting position, (And Anna never even having left hers) the freckled magician takes a steadying breath. Okay, she thinks, at least I know what to expect this time, I just need to do something to counter her incredible speed. I'm no slouch, if I concentrate I will be able to see her movements.
Aurora confirms that the two fighters are ready, and after a few seconds, bellows her instruction.
"Start!"
Anna's wings heave her lithe body into the air. If I send a blast of concentrated light to her from this distance, it will simply obstruct my own vision and allow her to close in with an attack. Elsa blasts forward and about halfway to Anna propels herself in the air toward her. Gotcha! Anna thinks smugly before rocketing a condensed ball of energy from her hand. She can't dodge mid-air. Elsa slashes right through the ball of light, exploding it into hundreds of little energy missiles careening every which way, crashing to the almost indestructible ground of the training facility and being absorbed by the walls of Aurora's barrier. Anna expected Elsa to be able to counteract her energy projectile with her sword, the weapon being made of magical energy itself, but what she did not expect was her to have the agility to actually do so, the missile blasting from her hand at thousands of miles per hour at nearly point blank range, with Elsa herself already moving quite fast. Nor did she expect the girl to have enough strength to actually withstand the blast, no one has ever been able to do so anyway, excluding Arendelle's top magician. Anna barely has time to react as Elsa collides towards her at an inhuman speed. The redhead is flustered, but she still manages to get her arm up in time to block Elsa's attack with her gauntlet, greatly to her credit against such an insanely fast opponent.
"Hit!" Aurora's voice pierces through Anna's adrenaline fueled haze.
"What?" Anna yells angrily, the normally sweet girl filled with indignation, that is only enhanced by her battle high. "I clearly blocked that attack with my gauntlet!" Murmurs of agreement spill from the crowd.
"I'm sorry Anna, but the force of that attack would have cut through your gauntlet, your arm, and right through your body." She explains apologetically, "In fact, if she had wanted to, she could have cut right through my barrier."
Surprised gasps cut through the dull roar of the crowd. How could she know that? Elsa thinks, looking at Aurora worriedly. Anna then voices the same question.
"But Aurora, how in the world can you even tell that she is holding back strength? I don't understand."
"It's not that she's holding back, she isn't, in fact. She strikes the barrier with enough force to shatter it, and would, if she were to follow through. But I can tell that almost as soon as she connects, she lets off pressure. As you of course know, when you throw a punch, you put the weight of your entire body forward and follow through, almost as if you are trying to strike past thetarget. But she stops directly after contact. Honestly, the fact that she can strike with such tremendous force and stop at exactly the desired time, is beyond incredible. And I don't mean because of the power it would take to halt the momentum of an attack powerful enough to shatter my force-field. That is of course very impressive, but what I mean is the perception and agility that it would take to stop at the exact moment, milliseconds after such a devastatingly fast impact, is just staggering. In fact, it's just downright inhuman.
At the frightened, almost guilty look on Elsa's face when Aurora says the word inhuman, realization hits Anna like a ton of bricks. "That's it," She barely whispers, but Elsa's incredible hearing picks it up, and her eyes dart toward her, which only serves to further enforce Anna's realization. "The speed, power, agility, everything. I knew I seen ice particles shimmering around you that one day in training. It's a natural ability! And the magic evaluator at the entrance examinations doesn't pick up natural abilities." They don't require a vox to unleash, they don't even require any measure of magical power. Technically it just isn't the same kind of magic. Why does she hide it? What is she afraid of? "You're, you're just like Maleficent, Arrendelle's number one ranked magician. You're a fairy!"
Elsa peers up at the girl with a defeated smirk, the girl that she's been infatuated with for two months now, the girl that probably hates her now, and says, "Well, you're half right, so to speak."
Translation: I'm sorry my little carrot kitty
A/N: Yeesh, they sure are late for class, huh? XD
Don't worry! The battle is obviously not over! Anna still has some tricks up her sleeve. I just couldn't write anymore to this chapter lol, sorry for cutting it in the middle of the fight, It just seemed a good place to stop. I also apologize that the battle isn't that great, honestly it's just kind of a bad match up imo, the whole melee vs. magic thing. Not to mention elsa being so fast. I just feel, realistically, that it would be a very quick battle, regardless of the victor. (they'll never fight again tho, so w/e lol) That's why I did the whole 3-hit thing (which by the way I won't be doing for the single and double mock battles) But I feel that, so far, Elsa just has the upper hand in this battle. But like I said, it's not over.
And just to be clear, Elsa WILL NOT be OP in this story. She's powerful, yeah, I mean come on, she's the main character lol. Just like any Anime, she will have difficulty in her battles though.
So listen y'all, I need your help! I need to come up with a threat to the humans, the magicians; the characters in the story. Eventually, maybe even in a sequel or something, the characters will stop fighting each other in mock battles, and fight some kind of threat in actual battles. Could you guys help me come up with what the threat could be? I thought maybe fairies, as there will already be plenty of drama with Elsa and Maleficent on that front, but I feel that the story would simply get too violent. Fairies are cool and way too humanoid. I don't want my badass but cute little Disney characters brutally murdering a bunch of fairys lol. So yeah, aliens, monsters, w/e. Puweez give me some ideas lol I just need to figure out what the threat is gonna be now, for story purposes of course, and maybe some skirmishes with them while our girls are still in school.
Also, I really wanted to make Megara a punk!Megara. or freak! Goth! Emo! w/e you wanna call it. Is that cool with y'all? Y'all really didn't like ridiculously naïve!Elsa (though I now completely agree with the sentiment) so I just want to make sure lol
Okay, that's it! Next chapter we finish Elsanna's little battle, we'll meet the rest of the characters in the story, and they'll all get to summon their familiars! Yay! For those who don't know, familiars are basically just loyal pets, or friends rather, that will aid in battle. Tho not at first, cuz they'll just be cute widdle babies! XP I pretty much already have each character's familiar already written down in my little character statistics page in my notebook, but if y'all wanna suggest some, I would def change em if I really like the animals you suggest!
Okay then, hope y'all enjoyed the chapter, y'all plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz PM me with those suggestions!