[Day 1] Sabre Round 1: Fray, P. vs. Reese

Sword fighting is always fun especially when it has a real sword, but this isn't real sword fighting. All I am doing is waiting for a beep when the weapon hits the other person. No physical harm will be done. The enemy won't walk away missing a few fingers like I'd want them to. They are still there no matter what. It's been a long time since I began training, and the olympics is a very good way for me to show off. So far it's been fun. I've enjoyed watching the other competition as I figure out what each individual is capable of and watching their every move. It's best for me so when I'm facing one of them, I can counter. It's amazing, and it's something I look forward to.

I don't know who I'm facing, and honestly that's the farthest thing from my imagination. My one wish is to win the gold medal and prove that I am the one worthy of wearing it. I take a deep breath as my feet burn a path into the floor. Most would say nerves are getting to me, and it's true. The nerves may be getting to me, but it's my goal to stay calm in front of the audience. It's important for them to know who I am because the chanting of my name is exactly what I want.

I don't know the person I'm up against, but it's not going to stop me from giving my best. Every move made will be made with direct precision as it's the only chance I have. One mistake could wipe the crown away forever; plus I don't have time for mistakes. The faster I can win against my opponent is the better because the faster and louder the crowd will cheer.

Listening to my name chanted brings a huge grin upon my face as my heart leaps into my chest. I am not afraid. I will make them proud. So when the time to begin happens, I lunge forward with everything I have inside of me.

"Prepare to meet your maker."

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It was annoying standing here. All I wanted was a good fight, and it seems I may have met my challenge. All throughout my life I've tried proving I was the best, and now is my chance. If I can win this fight, people will see how amazing I am, but winning this fight wouldn't change anything. I want to show my father how good I am. I want to show my sister that it's possible to win fights no matter what happens. Maybe it'll encourage her to train for the games. My father left her alone, and it's all I can ask for right now. I want her to see how well it's paid off.

It amazes me that one beep is all I hear when she attacks. It didn't do much, and right now I'm prepared to show what I know. I'll fight, and I will be the champion.

I strike.

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"You're pretty good, but, just so you know, I'm going to win."

Someone is as matched as I am. It's not someone I'm going to stomp all over because they are a mere weakling, nor is this girl going to walk over because I'm the weakling. (I'm not a weakling, though.) She's doing well keeping the match even, and someone like that deserves praise, but that little tease at the end wasn't something I wanted, but she hits me. I feel it twice. I feel it, and I know I need to carry on.

"You're not too bad yourself." A small compliment was all I had to offer. It's not much, though, but it's a start. I tighten my grip as I prepare to strike.

"And we'll see about that."

I strike.

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For a moment, I thought the competition was good, but I quickly learned differently. It was more than good, it was amazing. She was a fighter, and I could look at her and see that she wasn't going to give up. It was a pain watching people know they're going to lose, and give up before the end, but sometimes it's there choice. Another two hits, and the game wasn't anywhere near over. I stood my ground holding the sword as best as I could. I look her towards her and smile slightly. This is going to be awesome.

I lunge forward striking.


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I knew the match was almost over, and she wasn't close to winning. I wanted to brag about how amazing I was doing, but for the time being it was impossible. There wasn't anything right about bragging especially when it'll only bring a loss later. I had to learn the hard way that Karma is a bitch, and it'll bite you back hard, but I want to. She's losing, and I'm winning, but that doesn't mean anything. It just means that I'm better than her. It's good because I know I'm better. I know I'm better than everyone here, and I'm about to prove it.

I strike.

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Score: 13/151-4

This is it. It's time for me to finish off this match. It's time for me to prove that I am the one worthy of the crown, the gold medal, but for now I must fight, and I must win. I learned what she was doing, and I was able to figure it out. I watched her strategy, and now it's my time to counter it. One movement can make the whole balance out of whack, and that's what I'm hoping to do. This is only the beginning of the matches, and I'm ready to fight them. I'm ready to show that I, Genesis Reese, am the best there ever was.

I lunge forward.

"It's been a great match."

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