Clash of destinies.
 | Date: December 15, 2009 12:52PM
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(Something I do while I re-order my notes for the other fics. Don't worry, I will actually continue them, in time.)
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The creation of a harmonious country is a great undertaking, and great undertakings require great men.
Before the days of the Emperor, the Middle Country was plgued by the petty ambitions of the lords of the warring states, and bandits thrived, and even encouraged by the myriad of schemes that the masters of the land undertook to dominate their rivals. To anyone you would care to ask, it had always been that way, and would always be that way. However, the fortunes of Heaven and Earth are ever-shifting, and the world of men is never at eternal rest, much like the rolling sea.
The ones called the masters of the sacred arts- righteous warriors with unmatchable skill, used their own might to overturn the warlords, one after the other, crushing the bonds of the people and the borders of the states alike. However, the people remained without direction, and so these Masters chose from among the most virtuous of the defeated lords to create a sovereignty that could give the Middle Country direction and peace, defeat the raging bandits, and keep out the enemies of the people. The Emperor owed much to these people, and so the masters were allowed to set up great schools to attract students, and teach them the ways of combat and philosophy. The descendants of these men became powerful in the new Empire, and were accorded the respect and privileges equal to the greatest scholars and highest nobles, allowed to do almost all that they pleased due to the trust of the Emperor.
However, the fortunes of Heaven and Earth are always in flux, and the fate of men can change at the turn of a hand.
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Master Flying Phoenix- The current master of any of the Great Schools took the name of its style once he reached the top- quickly drank the last of his tea from its porcelain cup. He set it aside though he was getting into his autumn years, he still had the vigor of his youth, and his red, phoenix-patterned surcoat hung off of his broad shoulders. He had already heard the crashing below, and knew that his students wouldn't be able to hold back a guest such as the one who has entered the ground floor less than an hour ago. He stood up and did his stretches. After all, those were the key to preparing for a good workout, one which he knew he was likely to receive.
There was no one in the Empire who dared challenge one of the Masters of the Great Schools if they didn't know they stood a chance of winning. He took one deep breath. "You may let our guest in."
The guards were quite happy to make way. The Nekomimi that entered was of the tigress variety- Well, to be more precise, it would be her bust that entered first. The huge orbs, while being held snugly in her red fighting clothes, still jiggled for all they were worth. The folded top was forced to show a good amount of the inordinate cleavage that she possessed, while blow the orange, tigerstriped sash was a manner of loincloth arrangement, two wide rectangles of fabric over the front and back of her legs and wide hips. Her similarly colored, light orange and black ears wiggled a bit, and she pointed at Master Phoenix. "You know, for a guy with such a big school, you sure don't want to be seen. It told them this was important business and everything!"
The master of the school took off his surcoat. "There is also a 'no pets' sign up front. Of course, the fact that you even made it in here when my followers aimed at keeping you out, means that you might even be worthy of facing me just on your own merits. Now, what is it that you want from me? It's certainly not to chat."
The tiger-girl grumbled. "You know very well what I want. I've been shouting it around ever since I got to this city in the first place!"
The master nodded. "Well, I'm afraid that our schools will never consent to teach animals such as yourself. As for your other claim..." Master Phoenix rose from his seat. "You have shown an ability to beat trainees, but you are likely still nothing compared to me. Let me teach you a lesson from one of the Great Schools. Blink and you'll miss it." The first rush didn't go as planned. All hit hit with his first set of blows was the air, the woman weaving her way through his attacks. He saw her tail unprotected, though, and made a grab for it. All that got him was a kick to the chest, causing him to cough before stepping back. He smiled. "Well, it seems you have some basic skill, but not enough to back your claim."
She nodded. "Ah, don't you want to know my name?"
He smiled, and shook his head. "Why bother? You'll just run off back to the wilderness after I'm done." He straightened, and spread his arms. "Go on."
While the Tiger's punch might have hit anyone else, she has to look up to see where her opponent had gone. He certainly had the height advantage thanks to his sudden leap, and she got a kick to the cranium for her efforts, causing her to stumble backwards. She was quick enough to recover, but not enough to find an opening in the next flurry, dodging and blocking as she was able. Her own kick went wide, though, and smashed the head of one of the phoenix statues in the room, much to the dismay of her opponent.
He was, however, more concerned with the statue than himself, as he flung himself back into the fight. While blows ere successfully exchanged, and he seemed to be getting in more strikes, something was nagging at the back of his mind- She didn't seem worse off than him besides, and there was something wrong. He noticed too late. His back hitting the wall proved to be the dread distraction that the tiger lady required in order to smash him through it, and he wasn't able to recover quickly enough to avoid her leaping one-foot stomp. he was thankful that the floor had enough give to let him crash through to the first floor of the building. He did recover quickly enough to get out of the way when she leaped down through the hole, and soon stood on opposite sides of the entry hall. She took a deep breath, but was a tad surprised by his next move.
She had noticed the protective charms around his hands, and soon divined their purpose when his hands caught fire. He clapped them together, and breathed between them, sending a blast of flame across the room. She narrowly escaped, and ducked again- The smell of smoldering fabric and fur told her it was far too close for comfort, and even if it didn't hit her the smoke would eventually take her breath away, leaving her at even more of a disadvantage. The didging gave her precious few seconds with which to think.
Her instinct took over. She rolled and dashed in between bursts of flame, coughing all the while, and tackled right into him , carrying him on her shoulder as she rammed him through the wall and into the courtyard, tossing him before getting on all fours to cough and recover.
As the trainees looked on, neither of the pair seemed to be in especially good shape. While Master Phoenix landed on his feed, blood trickled from the side of his mouth, and his breathing was a tad irregular, and she hd caused some painful inconveniences that he couldn't shrug off. The tigergirl wore a more revealing outfit, so a cursory glance might call her worse for well, what with the scuffs and cuts and other m,arks of combat, but her breathing was even, if somewhat fast. the little wisps of smoke coming off the edges of her ears, tail, and clothes were not promising, however. She nodded. "It his been a good fight, but we don't need to go on. Can't you acknowledge my claim, and we can both go?"
Master Phoenix stood up straight, and smiled. "Amazing. For all your sound and fury, you've been able to prove nothing. My only mistake has been in failing to admit that some savage like you could hurt me. I could have ended this in one blow if I so chose." His body was soon surrounded by a powerful flame, and the gigress could easily feel the heat and wind from where she stood. "Be grateful, for I am showing you one of the greatest techniques of this school, and your body will soon become a warning to others who would challenge me so lightly!"
The tigergirl's mind raced. There's no way I can even touch him if he's like that- But that fire is a manifestation of his chi, so maybe... She took a deep breath, and readied herself, holding her palms towards her opponent, with her thumbs touching each other. Master Phoenix executed an incredible leap, and deemed to defy motion as he began to dive towards her, arms outstretched like the namesake of his school. However, the girl was not defenseless at all against such an attack, and put her plan into action.
the trainees looked on shocked, as the girl let out a great, sustained shout, the power of her breath whisking the flames away from his body like so many autumn leaves, and, helpless to stop himself, the girl's powerful kick met him on the way down. He went far, his body skipping once across the tiled surface of the training ground, and he smashed full on into the great gong at the other end of the courtyard with a great, deep, booming crash. She dropped to a knee, the incredible effort of countering that technique and making such a powerful blow catching up to her, but the result was worth it.
Master Phoenix got up on his hands and knees, but his body refused to obey his urge to fight on, unwilling to destroy itself for his pride. He looked up as the woman made her way over to him, and she smiled. "Well, now do do you give up to me, Hu Xia?"
He grumbled. "I haven't, but my body has, and will not fight for me. I would say it has made a fool of me, but foolishness comes from the spirit, not the form." He sighed. "Just because I am going to respect your skill, doesn't mean that I will respect you."
She smiled. "Well, that's all I need. See you!" She could hear him ask his trainees to carry him back to his room. She groaned softly as she had a stretch after passing through the outer gate of the Flying Phoenix school, and oohed softly as a little transformation took place- Her already huge breasts plumped up a bit further, her hips swelling a bit as well. "Ahhh~ Well, I was going to need new clothes anyway... But first, a bath would work wonders."
A raven flew West from the gate.
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It would eventually reach its destination on the frontier, where it would perch on the armored shoulder of a general, an old but strong veteran of the Emperor's army. The general turned his good eye towards it, stroking his gray beard as he listened to it 'speak'. One of his bodyguards turned to him. Once the raven had finished making its noises, the general nodded. The bodyguard spoke. "Master Silver Wolf, may I ask our honored general what has happened?"
The general nodded, putting his helmet of the topknot that held is long, gray hair, tugging the cord of his eyepatch to keep it in place as he did so. "Master Flying Phoenix has been defeated, without room for doubt or speculation by some manner of tiger woman who possesses incredible amount of skill channeled through a powerful art. Ravens are smart birds- they can tell diamonds from beach pebbles."
The bodyguard nodded. "How could he have lost such a fight?"
Master Silver Wolf nodded. "There is nothing he believed more highly in than his own excellence. Such arrogance is a mistake. Even if he only took one second to correct it, a mistake of once second is enough to cost a battle. However, she must have had the skill to exploit such an opening. She has made things complicated for the rest of us."
The bodyguard nodded. "Master, what shall we do?"
He nodded. "In time, we will have to return to the capital. Make sure that it is known far and wide. She will come to challenge men, and we will fight. The rest is up to the heavens."
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Hu Xia, the tiger woman, rested comfortably in her bath, inhaling the steam as she soothed her naked body in the hot waters. The presence of the water and the clear, helpful air helped her body quickly mend the injuries she took in the fight, slowly restoring her body back to almost exactly the way it was before the fight- not including the increased proportions, if course. She would stay here a while while her neew clothes were being made and her old ones were mended. She sighed softly. "Ah... That was hard! Lets see..."
She opened up her scroll, looking down the list. she gently marked an X by Flying Phoenix, and gulped a bit-
X Flying Phoenix
Raging Ox
Wild Boar
Jade Monkey
Silver Wolf
Vaulting Horse
Dashing Hare
Lunging Serpent
Snaking Rat
Golden Ram
Cloud Dragon
She groaned- "Ohhh... Am I going to have to fight all of them? That'll take forever!" She hmmed. "But! It's a small price to pay. I don't want to be the only one of my people who knows these sorts of things. We've lived in the Empire at least as long as they have, so I'll fight them all so show them that we can be taught the deeper secrets of the wise." she winced a bit at a sudden backache. "Mmph. But for now, bath." She sank more deeply into the water, and sighed, purring a bit.
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Far away, however, Master Cloud Dragon was dying. The inner circle of the school elders gathered about him, but a curious eighyt guest rushed in, and kneeled by the bedside. Kushai's short, blue hair was press by a green headband wrapped around his forehead, and was wearing the formal dress of the school- a blue-green buff coat done to look like robes. "Master, you called for me, and I am here. Let me know what must be done."
The old master nodded. "Every man has an allotted span of years in his life, and I was fortunate to have so many, but that has all passed. I have gathered you all here to make my last request- Kushai is to be the new master of the school." He weakly waved away the shocked gasps. "He is the one who is most worthy- he has displayed wisdom and skill far beyond his years, and I see him doing what must be done for the sake of our school. There is nothing that exists that can deflect him from that purpose." The elders nod in agreement, and placed the dragon surcoat over his shoulders.
Kushai nodded. "But what of the other masters? They won't stand for it?" A letter was handed to him.
"I had already provided for such things." The dying master nodded. "Show this to them, and they will likely listen. It's a shame that my reputation must decide such things, but it is so." He took one, last breath. "Goodbye, Kushai." He then closed his eyes, and died. Kushai put the letter in his coat, and nodded to the others in the room.
"Is there anyone else who knows of this?" No headshaking. "We must keep this a secret until the others acknowledge my authority. Once that is done, we can make this public. Without the support of the others, I am nothing. I must do this in person as well, so tell the others that I have been sent on an errand by the Master."
One of the elders spoke up. "We shall continue the regular instruction. No one is yet ready to learn the deeper secrets from the master himself, as you did. We'll be able to keep things under wraps while you're away- It's not like many know the truth of our method of instruction, so we can just make up some things while you're away."
Kushai smiled. He knew that he had to go through some seemingly unrelated drudgery during his training. He dropped the smile, and nodded. "I shall see Raging Ox first- out of the others, no one respected the late master more than he."
With that, the new Master Cloud Dragon left under the cover of darkness, with none else the wiser.
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