The characters here are completely mine. The descriptions are so detailed because these are characters that have been with me for over a year and I have already written several things about them (plus their three other friends that I won't mention right now) So I'm very familiar with their characters.

Characters: 

Turtle Jean Riplesea 

No picture. Because I don't want to ruin my views. This one is the longest because she has the most complicated past and stuff.

A slender young girl with wide, cheerful brown eyes. She has Metamorphagus (Harry Potter reference, can change her appearance at will) so usually her hair goes all sorts of colors to reflect her mood but right now since to attract less attention shoulder-length wispy brown hair. Average height, with fair skin and a flexible, lean, wiry build, which she inherited from her mother. She also is amazingly good at limbo, like her mom. Her reflexes are also in excellent shape. (Due to the fact that in another thingy, she saved the world alongside her friends) Her father comes from a loooooooong line of people that are all of the demons and bad guys and monsters in the worlds combined, just without any evil. Thus Turtle has a 'true form' that she keeps under wraps with a red-and-white Juzu bead bracelet. In order to harness them all she must take the bracelet off. She also has all of the powers of the elves of Keeper of the Lost Cities, but doesn't usually use all of them. 

Turtle is usually bright and cheerful and optimistic, like her mom, but during battles she can get easily annoyed if people underestimate her and gets much more serious and sadistic, especially if it's personal or invovles friends or if she's already annoyed. Her preferred method of killing would be "as quick and clean and less painful as possible... unless it's personal. Then sure, go ahead and die slowly." 

Age: 12

Interesting Fact: Turtle hates perfection of any kind and will go to great lengths to ruin it. Very personal reasons. 

Nicknames: T, The God (this is mostly a joke)

Quote: "Just because I'm strong doesn't mean I can't be hurt. And I'll let you know that words always hurt. No matter how hard or fierce my wounds are, if words are harsh they will strike with ten thousand times more pain. Which is why I will never stop fighting. I will never give in." 

Ginevra Hope Magiflower

No picture again.

Mainly known as Ginny to her friends. She is an animus, but doesn't like using it too much. However, right now she has the ability to control people (with a full range of 5 kilometers and 600 people, with extreme force and strain) She is adept at hand-to-hand combat, with a good eye for incoming strikes and also good at avoiding attacks before killing. Ginny has brown-red hair (kind of auburn) and brown eyes. She is usually happy and likes making jokes, likes to read, but can get deadly serious in a blink. Her number one priorities in battles are her friends and family. She is very selfless and thereby has very good moral support from friends and is good at giving it too. Ginny's elvin power is Beguiler. She can also be slightly clumsy at times, and a bit of a perfectionist. Her hobbies are reading and studying, and she especially likes studying magic charms and magical objects. She is also good at minor curses. Ginny does not like war and blood  (nobody really does if we're being honest here) 

Her preferred method of killing is usually poison so that it's quick and out of her sight. She describes the sound of blood splattering "something that I hope I never have to hear around me too much." Unfortunately, she's not going to be freed of that quite yet. 

Age: 13

Interesting Fact: One time she cried because she was aiming for 100% and got 99%. (Hey that happens to me too!)

Nicknames: G, Ginny, Gin

Quote: "I'll never understand why some people enjoy killing others. It's despicable to see how we humans have fallen apart over the years. It seems we have to either resolve it or stand aside and watch while the earth detoriates before our eyes. And I won't stand aside." 

Chardonnay Clover Bacerette 

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The Queen of Speed, second only to her mother who also possessed the ability of superspeed before her. She can run faster than sound and likes to pretend she's the wind. Chardonnay, known as Char to most of her friends, has a runner's body (as expected) with short brown hair streaked with pink and dark pink edges. She's almost always complaining about the others being 'too slow' (to which they reply, 'you're just too fast') Char helps run their family bakery, which is renowned for the good service and good treats, and she LOVES to bake. Usually when she has time she likes to come up with new and crazy cake ideas. Don't try and argue with her when she's not in the mood, because she inherited the slight snap and grumpiness from her godmother and will throw a cake in your face if you come in while she's raging and ask a stupid question. Her way of venting out anger is go on 'a cooking spree' when she bakes and bakes and bakes and bakes until she's pleased and has cooled down. Do not try and question her title of Queen of Speed unless you want to be challenged to a race in which she will leave you in the dust, literally. Chardonnay is usually calm and cool and collected during battles. 

Her preferred method of killing is- "Anything, as long as it's fast and satisfying and the enemies put up a decent fight." She hates boring battles and boredom in general. Chardonnay doesn't really like killing that much, but as long as they're doing something right she's fine.

Age: 13 (and a half!)

Interesting Fact: Her favorite item to cook when she's on a cooking spree is chocolate chip cookies. And when she's really in a mood, she'll force everyone to eat them. 

Nicknames: Char, C, Queen of Speed

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Finally done with the characters! Moving with the story. 

We are in a wide, open field resembling the one in Tower of God except that the grass is just a bit shorter and there are water ponds here and there. We're starting in the middle, so don't freak. 

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"There are 400 contestants," the cute voice from the square said. "Rules are simples. Last one standing wins. No killing or you're automatically out. And no close-to-death treatments, either. (This isn't like the Hunger Games, FYI) Good luck. Begin!"

"See ya! I got some people to get!" Chardonnay called, then with a wisp of smoke she was gone. 

"If you get out you know our parents will kill us," Ginny said. "Later!" 

Which left Turtle standing all alone in the field. "Oh, great," She sighed when she heard four rustles coming towards her at high speed. "I have to take on four at once. Why am I so tiny?" At the exact same time, four other contestants leaped out of the grass, weapons out and aiming for her. "That's not very nice," she said as she phased and the four ran right through her and crashed into one another. They were knocked unconscious and disappeared from the arena. "I'm just a helpless little girl." Turtle shrugged and sighed when she heard Chardonnay's slightly maniacal gleeful laughter. 

"This is more like it!" 

"Oh, Char." She'd never change. 

Turtle wandered aimlessly through the fields, knocking out... ten people as she walked. "Does this place even have boundaries... oh?" Somebody was blocking the end of the road. Another person to take down... He was gigantic, with two equally giant swords. "Perfect. Another person to kick out of the game. At least you're bold about it." 

"You're mine!" The man roared, running towards her. 

Let's see now, should I sidestep, or attack...? Oh, why not let him think he's won? 

A moment later she found herself flat on her back on the ground. The man's very stinky foot came down on her chest, holding her there. 

"Now, let's kill you fair and square!" He raised his sword above his head. 

"A-a-a," Turtle tsked. "No killing or you're out." 

In the brief moment when he hesitated Turtle sighed and flicked her fingers. "This is so annoying..." 

The man was flung off her. "There, that's better!" With another flick he was out like a light and disappeared. 

"You know," Turtle said thoughtfully as she continued to wander aimlessly. "I'm feeling rather sadistic these days. Maybe this is what Chardonnay meant when she said no, no fun." 

She stretched out her thoughts and found her two friends. Chardonnay was already speeding through the field, taking down opponents as she went, and Ginny was in the middle of a fight with an ice-kind esper. 

A sudden roar drew her attention. "Hm?" Behind her were charging two men. "Geez," Turtle sighed as she swept them away with a gust of wind, "Why is it always men? And targeting me, too. Honestly." 

"Only men you say?!" From out of the fields came charging a woman. 

I suppose I'll sidestep.

Sidestep Turtle did. The woman stumbled forward and with a deft kick to the head she was out. 

"There we go," she said. "Anybody else?" 

As if on cue a trio of two men and one woman popped out. "Attack!" 

The ground shook underneath her feet and Turtle looked down in surprise. "Oh my." 

So they have powers.. haven't had that yet...

"Really, really," Turtle chided as she lit her mana, (Assassin's Pride) multicolored light outlining her every feature, and sprouted light wings on her feet, "Did you really think..." Her mouth curved up. "That you could catch me like that?" She exhaled out a fog of green smoke. Her attackers fell down, having fallen asleep. 

"Honestly," she sighed, landing. Her mana disappeared. "I don't see why Chardonnay dragged me here." 

Ginny's voice rang in her head as she transmitted telepathically, How's it going? You're obviously alive. Not getting too sadistic, are you? 

Turtle paused to punch another guy in the face, then replied, Of course not. 

I know how you get in the field, especially if you're annoyed, you know. 

Turtle scowled slightly, then sighed. You know, I really don't appreciate when you say that, G. You should be asking Char that. 

Yes, but I know she'll restrain herself. 

As if on cue her laughter rang across the fields again. Turtle cringed. I do wish she'd stop imitating Accelerator's laugh. It's creeping me out. (A Certain Magical Index)

It's not like you do that too when you're totally raging. 

She lifted her shoulders up and down in a small sigh. True, true. 

Ginny's voice vanished from her head just as another person tried attacking. This time Turtle didn't bother with taking them out easily, her limbs were aching for action so she went right for hand-to-hand combat. 

They exchanged hits and blows for a few moments, then Turtle got bored and quickly hit the person's pressure points, instantly neutralizing them. 

The cute voice over the speakers rang again. "Only 200 left!" 

Only 200. Well, I suppose I'll help. 

In the span of another thirty minutes, she had helped the numbers drop down to 168. "It's amazing how quick these guys are to go down," she said, brushing off her dress. 

Turtle watched as the number of contestants on the screen suddenly dropped dramatically again to 145. She smiled. It must've been Chardonnay; nobody else could possibly take down so many in such a short time. 

Ginny suddenly popped in again in her mind. Have you met anyone that's formidable? I have, we just finished fighting and I barely won. 

Good job. No, I haven't, Turtle transmitted back. I can actually see why Char's always so bored. In fact- 

Suddenly a voice called out, "Oi." 

Instantly her unconscious brain classified the person, even before turning around to face him, into Formidable Opponent. 

Never mind, she said. Guess I just found one. 

Turtle cut the line as she studied her challenger. He was lean and wiry like her, with messy slightly spiky black hair that shadowed his eyes. He had two swords strapped at his sides and was standing atop one of the rock formations. He looked only about two years older than she was.

When he saw that she had turned, his mouth instantly curved into a taunting smirk that immediately made Turtle even more annoyed. 

"So you're the fierce lolita girl that I've been hearing about," he drawled. "I've been wondering what you were really made of." 

Turtle smirked right back. "You seem rather high and mighty yourself. But since you asked..." She snapped her fingers and her frilly lolita dress (which was what she had been wearing earlier, along with matching slim black pants and white heels) disappeared and was replaced with a comfortable dark navy sailor dress with the same pants. "I'd like to see how far you can make it." 

"You don't even have a weapon," he replied, unsheathing his sword. Turtle saw his legs tense. "So maybe I'll go easy on you." 

"Sounds like someone's scared," Turtle said tauntingly. 

"Oh?" the boy lept off the rocks, unsheathing a sword. "Really?" 

As he leaped down to strike, Turtle held out an arm and spoke. "Arms Inventory, Visible Mode." Instantly her curved rack of weapons appeared. (Tower of God) She drew her black needle and blocked the boy's attack at the last moments. Sparks flew. 

She slashed outwards, knocking the boy back a few feet. He landed on the ground and grinned. "I was wondering where you kept your weapons." 

Turtle replaced the needle with a compression weapon and her Arms Inventory disappeared again as she fixed the boy with a gleeful, slightly wicked smile. "I've been waiting all day for this!" 

The two powerful people rushed at each other and traded blows. "See if you can run from this!" Turtle called as she lept into the air and swung her weapon towards the boy. It lengthened like a whip. 

"Run?" The boy dropped to the ground, throwing a sword that spiraled through the air like a boomerang at her. Turtle leaped nimbly over it. "Running..." 

As she whipped her weapon again, the sword came back and clanged off it. Immediately the boy grabbed the other sword and slashed again, sending up a spray of field grass as Turtle blocked the blow. "Running is for those who think their opponent is stronger than they are." 

Turtle scowled. "Tch." 

Just then Ginny and Chardonnay pushed through the grasses. "Hey, T, we heard you were over here, how's it go-" They froze as they witnessed the sight before them. 

Turtle jumped into the air again and pulled out three cone-shaped bombs with a pointed top from underneath her skirt and threw them at the boy she was fighting, which promptly exploded. 

The boy emerged mostly fine (only with a slight burn mark on his forearm) and immediately attacked Turtle, who counterattacked by curling her weapon around him and tossing him into the air. The boy landed and rushed at her again. 

Meanwhile, her other two friends were looking back and forth, back and forth between the two fighting people. "Y'know," Chardonnay said carefully. "Let's pretend we didn't see her and move on." 

Ginny nodded. "Good plan." And the two started to silently retreat when the cute voice started speaking again. "We only have 5 contestants left! Good luck!" 

Turtle and the boy continued to fight as her friends ran off to find the final contestant. 

Turtle was getting annoyed. Guy won't stay still! Geez, if this keeps up I'm going to get so worked up I'll end up taking off my bracelet! 

They both landed and stopped for a moment while they both caught their breath. An entire circle of the field had been leveled in their fight. 

Ginny's voice came to her head as she studied her opponent critically again. It's just you and him, T. 

Wait what?! Turtle demanded. I heard you guys over there a few minutes ago, what happened? 

Chardonnay took out the other contestant and I maybe knocked her out, Ginny said guiltily. And she knocked me out as she was falling. 

Turtle growled under her breath. Ugh... fine. Guess I'll have to do this another way. 

Her entire form shimmered and she split into five versions of herself. The boy groaned. "So not fair." He was faced with five Turtles at once and while he was very gifted, he could not take on five equally powerful Turtles at the same time. 

He was in the middle of fighting Turtle 1 and Turtle 2 when they started to shimmer and disappear. Turtle was starting to get drained. He swept his blade through the last one and when he turned around Turtle dive-bombed him. 

They sprawled across the ground. She pinned him down by his shoulders and grinned smugly. "Gotcha." A thin drop of sweat ran down her face and dripped onto his. Turtle was tired, annoyed, and so out of it. All she wanted was to either stick her head into a refrigerator or extensively read some manga. 

"Oh really?" 

The next second it was like the world flipped as the boy grabbed her shoulders and the next moment it was her that was getting pinned to the ground. 

Turtle teleported out of his grasp, and they both stared across at each other. They were both drained. 

Gods, this is the hardest battle I've fought so far! The boy was thinking. Just who the hell is she? 

I really want to just sit in a bed and watch anime... Turtle thought. 

Right as they both prepared to attack again, a ding-ding-ding! noise rang out and the cute voice started speaking. "Um, so that will mark the end of this month's friendly battle! Since it's quite obvious that this will drag on forever, you two both win! Congratulations! You're free to leave, everyone else, and you guys can name your prizes! Thank you!" 

Turtle straightened, still eyeing him warily. 

The boy sheathed his sword, also eyeing her warily. Then to his surprise, the girl extended a hand. "Since we're evenly matched, might as well introduce ourselves, hm? I'm Turtle." 

The boy hesitated then took her hand. "Akira." 

A few seconds later they were teleported into a posh sitting room. Immediately Turtle was dive-bombed by her friends. "Tuuuurtle!" 

She hugged them back, laughing. Now that she was out of the arena and wasn't fighting anymore, she was back to her less-sadistic-more-cheerful self. "I'm fine, honestly guys." She turned and gave Akira a cheerful smile that was so different from her previous attitude he actually stepped back a little, one hand drifting towards his sword. "Guys, this is Akira. Akira, that's Chardonnay and Ginny, my friends." 

He nodded at them. "Nice to meet you." 

"Oh, so you're the 'formidable opponent, eh?" Chardonnay asked, making air quotes with her fingers. "Interesting, interesting. You don't look that interesting to me, but I guess different abilities have different 'settings'." 

Ginny elbowed her. "Char, don't be rude." she smiled kindly at Akira. "If she starts complaining about us being slow, don't mind her." 

"Where do you live?" Turtle asked. "I can teleport you there-" 

"Actually, I will run him them since you are quite clearly drained," Chardonnay interrupted. "So? Hit us with it!" 

Akira swallowed. "Actually, I don't really... live anywhere." 

Turtle gasped. "Oh! That's so sad!" She brightened. "I know, you can live with us in our apartment, I can make a new room for you! Yep, yep, great idea, Turtle!" 

Akira was so baffled and overall overwhelmed by this complete change of personality that he didn't answer and found himself nodding. 

"Great!" Turtle grabbed his hand and her friends followed suit. "Well, here we go!!!" 

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Whew, finally done! I didn't think that'd take so long! I'm actually really tired. Huh. 

The fandoms that I mentioned are: 

1. Tower of God 

2. A Certain Magical Index (+substories) 

3. Assassin's Pride

Those are all great fandoms that I love and recommend! :D (otherwise why would I have even referenced them...?)

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed! Actually, I think I'll continue this one, but anyway I'll ask anyway: 

Should I continue? Yes/No 

You can reply in the comments below or whatever. 

Thank you for this first experience! 

I love you all! 

-awakened-angel-chan