Jonathan drew the runeblades Shkvall from its' sheath, both red and blue blades glinting in the twilight of the setting sun. The usual thrill of power and energy filled his body, and he smiled at his sparring opponent.

Joshua unsheathed the Hyperion longsword, and lifted it up so that its cross-guard was in front of his face. He closed his eyes and concentrated lightly. A moment later, the blade took on a whitish glow, and Joshua opened his eyes once again.

The two brothers-in-Christ stood facing each other within a huge square made from stone tiles, known to many as the "Squared Circle". Both of them wore armour, Jonathan his Rogue Templar armour suit and Joshua his custom-made Cross of Light suit.

"Ready, brother?" Jonathan raised his eyebrows.

"Let's go." Joshua replied as he lowered Hyperion to his standard sword position.

The Rogue Templar nodded, and suddenly launched an overhead strike with the blue runeblade. Joshua knew this move. It was called La Rafale Commence : Eine Morgen-Brise, one of the first attacks often used from Jonathan's fighting style, the Shkvallar-Tanis. When translated, it meant: "The Squall Begins: The Morning Breeze".

Joshua also saw the red blade in Jon's left hand trailing behind. Having only one longsword, Joshua was at a disadvantage. He sent a burst of energy through his body, and avoided the blow rather than to block it. Jon laughed and delivered a second spinning strike with his left runeblade, causing Joshua to take a step back. The blue blade flashed out, and Joshua parried the blow just in time. Then the red one stabbed out, and the Paladin swung his longsword up to knock it away.

I'm getting trapped! thought Joshua anxiously. From the looks of it, Jon was already in La Grève De La Rafale: Der Tödliche Wirbelsturm, also known as "The Strike of the Squall: The Deadly Cyclone". This method of attack would encircle him in a series of relentless strikes, and the length of the Hyperion would make blocking them difficult for him.

Suddenly he remembered something he had learnt from the former Shadowdancer Aiglos Aigner: The Dance of Blades and the Way of the Fencer. Both skills, though not completely mastered yet, would still give him the ability to block Jon's attacks. He allowed his body to completely relax, his muscles becoming more and more flexible. His left hand slipped from the handgrip, and he changed to a one-handed stance. Immediately he began to block every single attack that Jon sent very quickly, and though it was still a stalemate, at least Joshua had saved some time.

But for how long? Already his arm began to tire, and his hand started to feel numb from all the blows.

As his mind began to calculate how to turn the tables, the alacrity and number of Jon's strike suddenly quadrupled. Joshua was shocked to see that there seemed to be four Jons attacking him. Then he realised he was witnessing the famed La Grève De La Rafale: Stürme Auf Allen Seiten, or The Strike of the Squall: Gales on All Sides.

The Dance of Blades gave him quick enough reflexes to avoid and block all the attacks, but Joshua was drained, and he knew he would not last long. Suddenly, he saw an opening, and he smiled.

Jon was now attacking like a rabid hound, and was about to transit to the next stage of attack when suddenly Joshua vanished. What the? Jonathan was startled. Too late, he realised, It's 'The Hidden Light', one of Joshua's most recent creations. Joshua suddenly appeared just as Jonathan stopped attacking. He smiled.

Bent light rays around him, thought Jonathan glumly. So that I couldn't see him for nuts! Then Joshua exploded in an array of devastating strikes in a circle around him, and he seemed to be surrounded in a sphere of flashing lights. Jonathan jumped backward, and three slashes he had to block from that move. Geez...The Light of the World. Damn Joshua should stop basing his moves off verses from the Bible... Jonathan grumbled as he tried to get proper footing to attack. 'Cause that gives his attacks incredible power!

Joshua seeing that Jonathan was trying to get onto steady ground to retaliate, moved swiftly into another of his double verse attacks. Channelling holy energy into his blade, he slashed the ground with great power in criss-crosses before him as he advanced towards his opponent, and each criss-cross in the ground was a foot deep and wide. Jon almost tripped on his feet trying to get away from Joshua's blazing blade, and cursed. Shit! Lamp Onto My Feet! He then, his eyes widening as he realised what was coming next, jumped for cover.

Light Onto My Path.thought Joshua, after drawing in the ground the last criss-cross. He then leapt four feet in the air and sent a giant pulse of holy energy into his sword. Immediately his longsword flashed and it became covered in a garantuan blade of white energy a foot wide and seven feet long. The paladin slashed downwards onto the ground, making it tremble.

Then the area exploded.

When the dust finally settled, an enormous groove seven feet in length, four feet and a half deep and two feet wide could be seen right in front of Joshua. Onlookers gasped and tried to look in the groove for Jonathan. But as they craned their necks and peered, a flash of blue and red came from a cloud of dust on Joshua's left.

Jonathan hacked downwards with his right blade, and Joshua parried brought his right arm up and blocked it. Almost automatically his left hand dropped to where his cross-blade hung, and drew it from its sheath, and whipped it towards Jonathan's throat. At the same time Jonathan's crimson blade stabbed towards his gut.

The crimson blade of Shkvall thudded against Joshua's armour, and a split second later Joshua's cross-blade tapped against Jon's throat. In battle both would have died, but since it was a sparring match, Jon won.

For a tense moment they glared at each other. Then they dropped their stances and laughed like a pair of drunkards. Joshua then grabbed Jon's hand and raised it into the air as the announcer shouted out: "And the winner of this match...Jonathan!"

A few hundred metres away, Aiglos, Joshua's newest mentor, smiled. As he looked at the both of them, he saw that the bond, forged in times of joy, tempered in times of darkness and strengthened by their belief in Christ, between them was so strong, that only one thing could have any hope of even cracking the bond. Girls, Aiglos mused. Every hero's bane. Especially Joshua's. But besides that,the two of them knew each other like the back of their own hands, how each moved, thought and fought. They were truly, as they called one another, brothers.

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That's for actually reading my blog. Lolx.

Yup, in case you were wondering why Jon placed my birthdate up on the tagboard, it was becos I said in my previous blog that whomever did that would be the star of my next excerpt. Lol. And he got it.

Sorry Ian. Too late. Too slow. Read properly nthis time round yah? LOL.

Those that want an excerpt, keep reading...You'll find it....

Man...Prelim marks will definitely suck turd. Check out what 'appened.

EL: Yeargghh. Wrote about somebody...in a "describe a school function" compo. Out of point. confirm sahpai. Compre also dieded.

CL: Forget it. I wrote abt a hired killer for "an extraordinary person" compo. And I killed a certain sum1 too! Heeheehee...I'm nuts.

Physics: Lol. I think can pass. JUST.

Chem: Lol. I think can fail. JUST.

Geo: Got asthma attack. Missed it. >_<

SS: Okay. Think can get decent marks.

Math Paper 1: Hmm...quite bad sial...I was damned stupid...lost 16 marks!!!ARGH!

Math Paper 2: Lost more than double of that from Paper 2...sure fail...

Lit Paper 1: Smokey!

Lit Paper 2: More Smokey!(even Leon couldn't help!)

POA: I'll be blessed if I dun get an F9!

Comb Chem MCQ: One Day More...(on Friday lah)

Well...its been a long time since I last blogged, and hah, did I miss it. Blogging's become a necessary part of my life now...all those creative juies stuck in my brain is not good.

Bah. Do any of you wonder how some people seem to treat you as a back-up? Like for i.e, when someone is not around, only then does the person start talking to you? Or even actually sees that you're there? Talk about being "invisible". Hmph.

Another moment is when you start thinking that you and a friend are really really good friends, and then you find out he or she's actually screwed you behind your back? The feeling sucks huh? Yeah.

It sucks big time. Especially when that guy's made the object of your affections impossible to reach. Hmph.

I thank God for true brothers like Jonathan, who has no link to me in blood(mebbe except Adam) but by the Bush and most importantly in Christ. I remember Adrian sharing about being transparent, authentic and vulnerable to others. Perhaps I can only truly make myself vulnerable before others such as them.

A Commercial Break:
Its The Star of our Next Excerpt Time! To be our next excerpt star, just type in the tagboard what is...my SURNAME! The prob is, winners of the past week's excerpt CANNOT apply! Sorry Jon!

Hm. I'm sick and tired of those idiots slamming Christianity. Y'know, its not exactly very polite to insult the beliefs of others, and not too smart, especially since YOU'll be standing before the ONE whom you insulted!

Yearrgh. I hate j00. Really, I hate j00. You are quite rather the cause of some of my problems, and a pain in the butt, a thorn in my flesh, and an ache in the neck is an understatement of j00. Never mind.

Anyone read Abraham's blog before? Indeed, his blog is funny...however it is NOTHING compared to Leon's. At least Leon deosn't have to resort to excessive South Park-esque language to make others laugh. Heh.

Speaking of blogs, I find it incredibly hilarious and amazingly stupid that some only know how to insult others by using other people's errm, shall we say, ideas? Haha...when someone does that, I find it so dumb that even if it is aimed at me, i dun even bother to fire back, cause its so...so...lame. Time for a little originality, methinks?

hahah. Enuff venom Joshua...Time to vent a little anger by ending the life of evil people. In a game, of course. Seeya soon.

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She stood there, smiling at him. Even when a trickle of blood flowed from her lips, her beauty, to him, was unmatched.

He leapt towards her, and snatched her out of harm's way, just as a powerful blow from the merchant Temu'er landed. He held her in his arms, and the blue-clad girl looked up from within them.

"Is...Is that y-you? I'm...I'm not dreaming then, am I?" Came her weak whisper.

He nodded. "You're not dreaming, my love. I'm here, just as I said I would...I'm sorry I came late..."

She snuggled deeper in his embrace, and shook her head. "You're here, and that's all I need to know."

He bent his head downwards, and breathed in the scent of her hair. "You hold on, love. I'll send you internal energy to heal you" Saying thus, he began to do so, but for her notice of the state of his body.

"Wh..what happened to you? Why do you look so gaunt? Your arms...oh God..." She moaned as she placed her hand on his cheek. His hand took it, and he sighed. "Don't talk it about it. Just hold on, and I'll direct my energy to you."

"No! What happened to you? Tell me!" She cried, holding his before-slender, now-ravaged body even tighter than before.

No matter what, she would not let him heal her till he told her what had happened to his body. Her own pain seemed to have vanished, replaced by her great love for him. As for him, he took no notice of the constant weakness he felt from the virulent poison, and instead his heart was almost broken by the sight of her injuries and the tears that rolled down her cheeks.

The both of them held each other as close as possible, and both cooed and whispered sweet nothings in the presence of their mighty enemies. Their adversaries stood and did not attack. They were not afraid of the two of them, but rather, the great love that the couple seemed to be saturated in for each other, and the Divine Love that was reflected off them from the Prince of Peace, showed great valour and nobility that commanded respect!

The Shuanglin monk, Reverend Weiyan, backed away due to his compassion, but the Priory of Sion procurate, Vaugnessy yelled at the tall guy.

"Christ is dead, boy. We are the Keepers of his Grail, and the Wardens of his Line. Bow to the truth!"

The tall teenager glared at him, and replied: "What you know, is not the truth, for He is alive, and He dwells in Heaven now, awaiting that day where His Father would send him back to Rapture his Church!"

The procurate howled, "Then you shall see the power of those who possess the truth!" Saying thus, he gathered up his internal strength and prepared to strike the Follower of Christ down.

The believer, holding the girl with his left arm, pulled her backwards so that she would be shielded from all attacks. With his right, he channelled his internal strength throughout his body, and moved into the Holy Dragon Stance. His faith then, was so powerful that if anyone had used the Revealing Sight then, one would have been shocked.

Where the couple stood, five dragons flew; two of them twin Chinese dragons, one a large leather-winged dragon, one a majestic dragon with feathered wings and the last a dragon that could cover a person to form a armour. All of them were formed by the tall believer's internal strength, whose love he now held in his arms.

The amazing thing was that those dragons didn't fly without purpose. They flew, as if they were under an Authority's orders, One even greater than the already mighty power of dragons. They hovered around a bright, blazing cross that the couple shone in their hearts, and those dragons were as sentinels, protecting the both of them from harm.




"For you should not fear those who can kill physically, but rather, fear the One who can kill the body and destroy the spirit."

josh fatesealer turned back time on 9/22/2004 06:39:00 pm.