Jericho's first day

Changing back, he says, "I can control the darkness around me, and change the characteristics of my katana, in example, my weight, length, width, and color." He scratches his head, "Other then that, I'm not sure if I can do anything else... I haven't had a chance to experiment," he says softly...

" that's quite alright. We'll make a weapon out of you yet. Arthur? " " oh, me and ben are a team. so if we could go at the same time. " lord death nods. " very well. " " lets do this ben. " Arthur grabs bens hand and jumps up transforming as they go. ben turns into a flintlock pistol and Arthur into a hilt. waiting to sprout his blade until he knows what is needed. ( you can say what kind of sword he turns into, any kind under the sun really. though it needs to fold out. )

Jericho catches them both, looking skilled, but not really knowing what he's doing. "A broadsword?", he asks arthur quietly. He studies them both, swinging Arthur around with a slight grace while attempting to aim Ben. "They would work best if they shared a meister", he says, now looking at Lord Death with Arthur resting on his shoulder, "Their wavelengths are almost identical, and they share quite a bond."

" thank you. " says Arthur his voice coming from the blade. " ben can also turn into fisticuffs and a bow. I can turn into whatever sword I want really. " ben rolls his eyes within the reflection of his matchlock. " any type of sword Arthur. you've never been able to go longer than five feet or weigh more than you do in human form. also, I can control fire and Arthur the wind. " said ben as they both turned back into humans. " well you all certainty have the qualifications. come with me. " after walking back to deaths office he asks everyone to wait outside. a few minutes later he comes back with as much paper as he can hold. " you didn't think none of this would be paper work did you? if you hurry you can begin your classes after you finish. it each has three parts, legal your place of residence a waiver. what times you can come to class granted you will need to be here at least 4 days a week or we will kick you out. and a five page test to document what you know before coming here. this is a school after all! return these to my desk within 2 hours and thirty minutes. oh, and don't forget to have fun! " said death as he put the papers in three neat stacks and went back into his office. " looks like we got some labor to do eh guys. " said Arthur as he passed papers around.

"It should be worth it." Jericho says, eagerly taking the paper and starting on it.

ben and Arthur started filling in their papers. " lets see... classes 6 days a week, place of residence none, contact info. yeesh, it's like they don't expect to be enrolling bums like us eh kiddo. " ben grinned and said. " so what's your story Jericho? "

Jericho seemingly ignores them, and after several minutes, stands up, and walks off with his papers towards Death's office. "It's a long story, I'd rather not go into my history...", Jericho says to them before he walks into the office, "I might tell you later, once I know you better..." He says quietly.

Arthur nodded it hurt to talk about his past but he still did it, on request. Arthur and ben follow him in and put their papers on lord deaths desk. " very good. " he looks at the papers for a few moments each and says. " basic training will begin shortly. pleas report to the training yard have fun! " once they arrive ben is overjoyed to see its filled with kids his age. and a few other late enrolments that looked around awkwardly. the only students who were above 13. there were three of them standing over the kids. " I guess this is what you get when you join the school this late. " said Arthur. ben checks his schedule and frowns. " oh don't whine. this is only for day one, after that you are sent off Into whatever skill level you match. the group appeared to be having sparing sessions with the few kids who had found a partner. and a teacher was answering questions of a gothic looking teenager who looked 17. " aint initiation a b***. " said Arthur as he walked off to see one of the fights. ben stood closer to Jericho. looking him in the eye he said. " I am going to be your friend by the end of the day if it kills me! "

"Sure...," Jericho said quietly, looking around, still trying to understand the current situation.

the training yard was an out door place with every type of weight or equipment scattered all around. the teacher was a 35 year old woman wearing a blue dress and a gold necklace. she checks a wall clock. " ok kids wrap it up because we have 10 minutes left to get acquainted with the area. " on a clearing with a concrete floor two children were fighting a short black haired kid with a heavy jacket and snow boots ( even though it was fairly warm outside. ) was wielding a crossbow. he ducks under a boomerang and fires a shot. the other child had bright brown hair a thin frame and jeans. the bolt of energy grazes him leaving a faint mark.

Jericho sits down, watching the others and the clock, feeling out of place due to his age

ben sat down and took out a very beaten Gameboy. Pokémon boots up and he casually says " do you like video games? I'm a Pokémon fanatic myself. found this Gameboy a while back and fixed it up. I'm good at things like that. " he smiled.

"I used to play, then... Everyting changed...", he says softly. "I always enjoyed playing, but as time went by, I hadto grow up... I found it hard to survive and have spare time in my village...." Jericho replies quietly.

" oh so you had a village huh. " said ben he felt he should say something from his past in exchange. " I was always dirt poor. my mother walked out on me and my dad. he... had to use me to steal money. " he looked down and remembered why some people hated talking about their past.

"I... My parent's abandoned me on the streets... I don't remeber them.." He said softly, looking at the ground.

" hmm. whelp if this conversation gets any darker than I'm going to need n.v.g's. " there wasn't much time left. " so... what do you like doing in your free time? "

"Train." Jericho says sternly.

" cool. its good to work hard. just not to much. " Arthur came back and sat down. " they have a lot to learn, but their on their way. " hey Jericho. why don't we step up? I haven't fought with anyone for a long time. "

He looks up, "Me and you?", he asks, hesitantly. "Maybe..." he says softly.

Arthur smirks. if he pressed the right buttons challenged his manhood. he could get him in the ring. " oh come on. it's not like this is your first scrap. let's give these trainees a demonstration in the art of combat. " a few of the children turned there way. looking for a last show before classes began.

He knew what Arthur was trying to do, so he decided to give the children their show. "Alright" he says softly, standing up, forming a dark sword in his right hand, transforming his left into a katana blade.

Arthur's right arm at the joint turns into a shin blue sword. wind wraps around him as the children take a step back. " lets go then shall we? " said Arthur as he lunged for Jericho a wall of wind increasing his speed. ben yells from the audience. " go get em Arthur! "

Jericho barely blocks Arthur's direct attack with his dark sword, then pushes him down. Jericho wipes the cut on his hand onto his pants. "Quick, this is going to be fun" Jericho launches himself at Arthur, attempting to pin him with katana arm, changing his dark sword into a sheild

Arthur kicked back with his legs and a mini tornado pushed Jericho back. quickly! maintain your ferocity! said a voice in his head. so he unsteadily got up feeling dizzy, he ran and slid under the shield hoping to get under his guard.

Jericho was dazed from the sudden throw back, and surprised by Arthur's slide, but he manages to block the incoming attack with his left arm. He takes a quick glance at his surrounding areas, taking in every shadow or speck of darkness, then he takes his shield and bashes down onto Arthur with it.