Project Sonadow

~Testing my temper or my skill?~

"Are you kidding me? You're afraid of this freak and not me!? What makes him so special!?"

Officer James pointed his gun to the trainer as if it was his finger, obviously not going to shoot him. Elysium only rolled his eyes to James in disinterest and no care whatsoever. Shyla only laughed before the trainer spoke up in his place.

"That's a bit rude don't you think? Now drop that gun if you know what's best for you, Jamy... I surely dont want to be the one making you meet your end... and besides, even if you were to shoot me, before i would get a chance to disarm you and dislocate your arms and legs, then you would still need to explain to Robotnick as to why his little pest didn't get the proper training that asked for."

James dropped his gun, frowning a bit to what the trainer has said. He scoffed and left the scene, leaving Shyla and Elysium on their own with the new founding jerk. Shyla cleared her throat and carefully pulled Elysium to her side, making him skee his heels against the black marble tiles as if he refused to move a muscle. He stood stiff beside Shyla, keeping his arms and lags tight in place while hesitantly looking up at the trainer with a sheepish smile.

"So you're the little devil im supposed to toughen up? You dont even seem like you have the gut to fight. What makes you so special from the others, huh?"

The trainer took reached out his extendable staff and lifted Elysium's chin with it, forcing the youngling to look up at his fierce challanger.

"I dun know.. I's just built better."

Elysium finally spoke up, letting his ego get the best of him and spoke as if he's better than anyone. Clearly, he wasn't. Not yet. The trainer scoffed with a grin, dropping the staff from Elysium's chin and extended the end before hitting it hard againt the tiles. The sharp sound echoed though the giant room, making Elysium's ears flick a bit, but he wouldn't show weakness. He began to like this challenging threat. He didn't know why, nor did he feel like this before. But he liked it. Hell, he loved it.

The trainer turned around and began walking, Shyla patted Elysium's back to motion him and follow the trained, leaving him to be on his own. He didn't like the idea of leaving her on her own, but he trusted she would be okay as long as he could see her. He kept his eyes shifting between his trainer and his caring scientist, accidentally bumpimg into him once he stopped walking. Elysium stepped back a bit, sheepishly looking up again at the now clearly disgusted waste of space. He frowned before speaking again.

"You can barely speak properly and clearly your senses are incapable of giving a single chance of surviving in this dangerously disgusting world. You keep focusing on one thing without using your other senses to keep you safe, if you were to do that in a stealth mission then you'd already be caught and kept in containment! Keep. Your. Head. In. The. Game."

the scientific trainer spat a list of blabbering word that Elysium didn't understand at all before bumping his staff against Elysium's head with each word in his final sentences, the last word hitting his head the hardest. Elysium bent down a bit and held his head with both his paws while flattening his ears. Baring his teeth in anger while rubbing the wound on his throbbing head.

"Meanie..."

Elysium muttered beneath his angry breath, lucky for him. The scientist was too tall to hear him whisper out in anger. He only continued to walk to his post before pointing his staff to another post across from him, clearly signaling Elysium to stand over on it. The younger creature shrugged and dropped his paws to his side before carelessly walking to his stand, waiting to see what happens next until the trainer spoke up and began explaining what they'll be doing.

"Im going to attack you and you'll fight back using whatever skill you can think of with only using your own body. No, you can not use any of the objects surrounding you. That would be considered cheating. If you take anything around you to fight me, you lose. While I, and only I, can use my staff to fight back. If you are really as strong as your father claims to be. Then i see no signs of it being unfair. So... Doctor Shyla will have a timer set for ten minutes. You have ten minutes to take me down or I will take you down first... im sure you should know what that means... considering you're treated like the dog you deserve to be treated as.."

Elysium got angrier and angrier with what his trainer said, only feeling his fury full to the brim when insulting him near the end of his "proud" speech. The trained smirked when he saw Elysium unsheet his claws and had his red quills glowing brighter and his black stripes having light spots of grey from their quills brightening up as well. This was exactly what he wanted. To anger the creature and make him more capable of fighting.

Around the room, more security began surrounding the ring, making sure not to step over it as soon as the holographic dome activated and acted like a sheild which would keep anything from going in and coming out of the arena. Elysium's eyes were completely fixated onto his new competitor, not at all caring for the security and the dome trapping him inside. All he cared about was making his competitor meet his misery...

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Yoooo, my eyes are burning, Never writing soemthing like this when im tired, ever sgain, what-