CRUSHED

I'd been staying with the bandits for quite some time now and I started to miss training with Pyrrha and spending time with my girls. I mean don't get me wrong, I enjoyed sleeping with Vernal and all, but I had no feelings for her whatsoever. Our relationship with completely casual. I decided that it was time for me to get going. Saying goodbye to Raven and the others I decided to return to Beacon on foot instead of using the Yamato.

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(2 weeks later)

'Maybe I should use the Yamato.'

It had been 2 weeks since I left the bandit camp and I was seriously starting to regret not using the Yamato straight away. I expected to back in Beacon by the end of the week, but it turns out I wasn't even in Vale! I only discovered this when I met a traveler on the way. And because I said that I wasn't going to use the Yamato I'm stuck travelling on foot. Of course I could have just used it, but that would mean I was admitting defeat and I ain't doing that.

On the way I was attacked by various Grimm which I swiftly cut down. It's a shame that I can barely even get any points out of them anymore. If I keep killing the same kind of Grimm over and over again, the amount of points I gain from that type decrease drastically. Even now I barely even get 50 points from killing Beowolves and Ursas.

'What a bullshit system.'

The only solace I got from this is was that I ran into a couple of criminals who were running from the law. Of course I didn't get involved. But they did happen to fall on a couple of swords that appeared out of nowhere.

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"Who are you?"

A pale skinned boy around 17 years old stood before me with an ice blue katana in his hand. He had raven black hair that reached his shoulders and wore a black and blue martial arts outfit. His figure was quite lean, and his light blue eyes signified that he was a cat type Faunus as his pupils were vertical.

If I could be described as handsome, then the only fitting words to describe this person would be…Beautiful.

I don't know why but this person made me feel… uneasy. There was something off about him. From his pale skin to his weak looking physique and his black hair. It was as if he was my opposite.

"Who are you?" Emiya repeated.

Instead of answering the question, the boy slowly started to move towards him.

'I guess he's not one for talking.'

Smiling to himself, Emiya didn't take him seriously. So what if he was approaching him with a sword? With his abilities no one in this world was his match. So why would he be afraid of some mute?

As he was thinking about that, the black haired boy's figure vanished and appeared in front of Emiya.

'WHAT!!'

The shine of the ice blue blade reflected in his eyes as the blade slowly approach his face.

*TING!*

Barely managing to summon out the Gravity Blade in time, he blocked the katana with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

'THE FUCK!!'

But before he could act, the boy's figure disappeared once again.

'Who is this?'

Feeling something press against his back, Emiya's eyes widened as he turned his head and saw the black haired boy's hand touching his back.

"What the-

*BOOM!!*

Feeling like his body was being forced away, Emiya found himself being shot forward like a cannon ball.

*CRASHHH!!!!!!*

"ARGHHH!!!"

Crashing onto the ground in the distance, Emiya felt several bones in his chest break. His armour was covered in dirt but somehow came out unscathed. Coughing out some blood, he crawled up from the floor and saw the black haired boy standing in front of him.

Without thinking, he summoned out multiple swords and shot them at the boy.

But then the impossible happened. The boy waved his katana and released a wind pressure strong enough to blow all the swords away.

Opening his eyes wide, Emiya felt the boy's delicate hand wrap around his throat.

From the moment the boy appeared before him, he had not spoken a single word and just looked at him.

'KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!!KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!! KILL!!'

A voice inside of him screamed.

His aura started to fluctuate as black and red intertwined light gushed out of his body and pushed his opponent back.

"You're dead." He said in a ghastly voice.

With the hollow mask on his face, he activated his Sharingan and saw the boy's movement slow down.

Dodging the boy's slash, he swiped upwards with the Gravity blade but was met with the clash of steel. In the boy's other hand, a black dagger blocked Emiya's counter.

Activating his reinforcements, he increased his arm strength and slashed through the dagger and towards the boy's face.

*Cough* *Cough*

".....Slow...."

Feeling a pain in his abdomen, Emiya slowly looked down and saw the tip of the katana surrounded by a black and blue glow protruding out from his stomach.

'H-how….'

Behind him, the blue eyed boy pulled his blood stained katana out and watched as Emiya's body dropped to the floor. Waving it in the air, the blood on the blade splashed onto the ground.

Taking one last glance at Emiya, he sheathed his sword and walked away with a blank expression.