Air Gear Fanfic Ch.3Chapter 3: The awakening of the Tidal Road.
The first match was Michael vs. Atlantis. Battle Dash.
Across the dried up reservoir, a cold breeze blew across the concrete surface. Michael stood in front of a team of four members. The team was called Atlantis after the lost city. Nathanael suspected they had chosen him because he was known as Poseidon.
He also guessed that they knew the Water Queen, Om.
"Hey Michael is it," said one of the members. Michael l looked at him. The member was taller than him. He had a pale face, light blue eyes and blond hair. He was wearing a white jacket and silver jeans.
"Yes," he answered. The guy stretched out his hand to shake hands.
"I am Joseph, we are from the US, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you" he said smiling. Nathanael did not like his look and turned to the start. The guy got angry and two of the girls on the team blushed, great now they like me as a bad boy. He thought.
"Fine, the rules are
Air Gear Fanfic Ch:2Chapter Two: The Decision
Far away, not far from the city was an old dried up reservoir. It was quite large and was perfect for a match. It had different types of surface; rock, metal, sand, grass, mud, water and hard glass.
Five figures appeared at the entrance to the reservoir. The gate was a silver metal door that had been broken many times. Jerome touched the gate; he ran his palm over the surface of the metal.
"This is the place. Two A rank teams and three B rank teams await us," he said. He was about to step forward when Sepharim stopped him.
"We are being watched and you were about to step on a mine," he said. Pointing to something silver in the ground, Sepharim stepped to the side of mine. He knelt down and picked it up. It did not explode. Andreas touched the surface and pressed a yellow dial on the side. It turned a dark colour and crumbled to dust.
"These are mines from the War days" Andreas said standing up. He looked to Jerome. Jerome walked forward and took a smal
Air Gear Fanfic Ch.1Chapter 1: The Beginning?
It was a calm and gentle morning. The sun crept over the horizon and warmed up all the animals from their slumber. This day would be wonderful for everyone. Not a cloud in the sky, beautiful sunshine and a cool wind.
High school had just finished two days ago which meant all the teenagers would be going off to the beaches, parks, forests and foreign places.
The only thing most teenagers would not go are quarries. No one goes there and nothing can stay long there. That is why it is a perfect location to hide a large underground base. Hundreds of complex tunnels lay underground, a hundred or more metres downwards. There were 2 large hall sized cuboids over four hundred metres deep underground and only one or two tunnels were connected to them.
Only the people who lived in these tunnels or the person who constructed them would know how to manoeuvre around underground.
In the middle of the quarry where old junk piled up and sand was blown everywhere stood a