Age 1991
"Is anyone else concerned that a twelve-year-old girl just entered the battlefield?" Hero asked looking at Heather.
"Well, what about her?" Heather asked pointing at Ken.
"I'm not twelve? I'm fourteen?"
"Oh. You're short-"
"I'll kill you!"
"Uhh, guys the bad guy is running towards us..." Sera said slowly.
"Which one-" Hero was backhanded across the street as a wave of spinning coins slammed into him throwing him back.
"Idiot kids. Leave now or I will kill you all!" The Organization member screamed out. Four ran forward past the boy as he swung his sword made of glowing coins. It clashed with Ken's blade the two sending out a wave of sparks as green and red energy danced along the sky.
Ken let out a yell as she continued to slice out with her sword showing only a small amount of skill as each strike was still fairly sloppy and filled with mistakes.
