•'Sibling'• [Boboiboy Reverse AU]

Unmatched

"Another thing, Boboiboy," Reverse raised one hand, his grin lazy like a sated cat or a shark, the calmness of his two eyes still differing from each other, "When there's a wall, you can just walk around it. When there's a knife pinning your clothes to the wall, you can remove the knife."

He stood up, took hold of one of his throwing knives on the wall, and removed it as easily as removing a sticker. "My advice to you... Don't panic. Stop. Think. You aren't looking to fight them fairly. You don't care about rules. They're supposed to be exploited. Think about how you can trick them. How you outsmart them."

Boboiboy chuckled sheepishly and put a hand on his neck. "I kinda just... panic on instinct. To be calm... I need someone to remind me to be that, if not I won't be able to be. But if I do get told to be something, I spend the whole fight focusing on just that and... I won't be able to be flexible."

Reverse safely tucked his throwing knife into the inside of his jacket pocket, then drew a butterfly knife from the inside of his shoe. He twirled it around on his fingers and made it dance with just his hand. "That's a matter of perspective."

"You're incredibly capable, Boboiboy. The only one holding you back are your peers," Reverse growled low in his throat at that, clearly not pleased. He suddenly closed his hands around the butterfly knife and it stopped moving.

Boboiboy thought silently that it looked like Reverse had crushed a live butterfly to death.

Reverse bent down to where Boboiboy was sitting. At eye level, he put one hand on his twin's shoulder. "Let yourself go, Boboiboy."

Saying that he stood back up, backed off, flicked the butterfly knife around again in a beautiful trick and held it secure with its dagger facing Boboiboy.

"Fight me with your calmest element. Let's see how you do." Reverse flung out his hand, let the 'butterfly' on his palm crawl up his wrist and turn around his pinky back into its regular tweezer-like shape.

"Okay!" Boboiboy replied, trying to amp himself up. He remembered that their timer was still running in the background and quickened up.

Boboiboy assumed his stance, flashing out his watch again, twirling the rotating display until it stopped on the water element's symbol like a spin wheel stopping on a target. "Boboiboy Ice!"

The room flashed white again and Reverse didn't close his eyes, continuing to twirl his knife around casually. He threw it in the air and caught it with his other hand, continuing to make it sing.

Standing before him now was his twin, dressed in clothes fit for the harsh arctic. Reverse felt mildly amused. That kind of attire must be hell to wear on Earth, especially in the south east asian region.

What interested Reverse most though, were his eyes. They were such a light cloudy blue that they bordered on ice-white. The familiar colour almost made Reverse want to start laughing into a pit of laughter again on account of their similarity.

Wordlessly, Reverse raised a finger. He retracted it then let it go. Ice's eyes narrowed and he pulled a bow from his back and nocked an arrow.

The first arrow was dodged just by Reverse angling his head at a slightly different degree. The second by Reverse beginning to walk slowly in the other direction. He dodged five other arrows in this way, and finally dodged the last by stopping abruptly.

That last arrow flew right past him, missing badly.

Reverse frowned. Those retards in the upper echelons had really degraded his brother to this degree.

He picked one up and enjoyed the way it made his fingertips freeze and turn purple, prickling pain spreading through his fingertips. He threw it back in Boboiboy's general direction.

"Arrows won't do much if you don't use them properly. Remember. Break the rules, Boboiboy." Reverse said, then held out his arms wide, completely exposing all his target areas to the other boy in a taunt.

Ice picked up all his arrows. He frowned, nocked another arrow into the bow, and tried again.

This time a single arrow came for Reverse's knee, which Reverse dodged by simply shifting his leg slightly. Another two arrows came at once for either side of his face, which Reverse neglected to move and just let it sandwich him and pass him by.

"TIME'S UP! MATCH OVER!" The speaker suddenly blared. It startled Ice out of his wits, and the arrow originally held in his hands fell to the floor.

Reverse hummed. He walked over, and held out a hand wordlessly. Boboiboy looked from his outstretched palm to his bow, shrugged and gave it to Reverse.

"Boboiboy. Let me give you an example of how to really aim with a bow." Reverse assumed the proper stance and nocked an arrow. "Be my target practice, would you."

Ice gulped. Nodded. He walked over to the wall, and stood like a wooden doll.

"When you take aim," And Reverse pulled at the string, "You don't aim at where they are. You aim at where you predict they will run."

An arrow narrowly missed Ice's face. Ice shed his jacket, tied it around his waist as he ran, and turned abruptly in the other direction when one narrowly missed his face, only to be met with another arrow flying right past his face, barely nicking his chin.
"You aren't aiming the way you'd aim a gun..." Reverse trailed off, securing another arrow into the nocking point and sharpening his focus. His bow sights stayed nailed exactly three centimetres in front of Boboiboy.

"You are aiming the way you'd aim at a running bunny," Reverse explained, and let the arrow loose. This time Ice couldn't run in time and acted on complete human autopilot as he caught it with his hands, stopping it right before it impaled him right where his heart would be.

Reverse put down Ice's bow, pleasantly surprised. "Good catch," He said, and grinned, all teeth, like a wolf proud of his cub.

"And you aim at their vital points. Come here. I'll show you." Reverse beckoned him forward. Ice trotted forward and stopped right before his brother. Said brother immediately put a hand above his eye and pulled down his eyelid, pressing lightly on it.

Ice knew it was irrational but he feared, from the slight pressure he could feel, that Reverse might suddenly lose control and poke his whole finger through.

"You aim at the eyes. You aim at the soft parts. The face. Or you can immobilise them. Aim for their legs, right here," And Reverse trailed where the relevant vein would be for reference, "Or aim for their heart. Quick clean job." And Reverse pushed two strong fingers against Ice's chest.

"You don't chase after them. That's undignified. You are the hunter with the bow. You wait for your prey to tire themselves out. Let them run around, and keep your sights one step ahead of them. Let them walk into your sights. Then let go of the arrow." Reverse offered Ice back his bow.

Reverse stepped over to the control panel again, Ice in tow. The latter boy had a hand to his chin, clearly going over his tactics.

"Ten minutes. One more match. You're free to split and do whatever you want; but my requirements are that you use the bow for at least two minutes. There'll be a countdown and I'll make it announce when every minute passes."

Then Reverse tapped something on the control panel, once. "Go."

Ice made distance between them again, already raising his watch.

"TIME TO END: TEN MINUTES. ATTENTION, MATCH STARTING! COUNTDOWN BEGINNING.... 3..."

Ice cracked his shoulders. Then he raised his bow, looking curiously through the bow sights. Reverse just watched him.

"2..."

Boboiboy put Reverse in his sights and aimed down. Reverse smiled at that. Then Ice put the bow away, and raised his watch again.

"1!"

"Boboiboy Kuasa Tiga!" Boboiboy yelled. "Boboiboy Ice— Boboiboy Blaze— Boboiboy Gempa!"

All three of them dropped down from the watch's power circle. The other two landed in a variety of poses, one of them with a shit-eating grin, while Ice just raised his bow and got back to business.

It was instantly obvious that Ice was applying what Reverse had told him, his arrows hitting much closer this time and only at select places. Of course, when he aimed for the heart he nearly hit the shoulders, and when he aimed for the eyes he missed completely, but it was a start.

Ice knocked a bow into the arrow and kneeled down, keeping Reverse in his sights as the other two rushed ahead. He inhaled and felt how the air was cold around him.

Calm and patience was his element. Reverse was right— his element was the hunter. It was hard to imagine Reverse as a rabbit, but Ice could make a fine hunter.

"Let's get this on!" Blaze yelled happily, jumping and twirling as he raced Gempa to get to Reverse first. Reverse was crouching, just sitting and waiting for their ambush.

"Blazing—" Blaze concentrated a burning explosion of flame in his hands, and threw that concentrated ball right in Reverse's direction, "Ball!"

Gempa followed up right behind him. "Mountains!" Gempa yelled, and raised his hands to a trail of dirt structures, sharp and sandy, erupting across the floor in a line rapidly approaching Reverse.

Reverse swerved and ducked around the small mountains and several flames bursting around him, dodging through the sweltering heat. The flames licked at his feet, and Reverse jumped to balance onto a dirt structure to escape.

Right at that moment Blaze shot down from the sky like a bullet. "Blazing punch!" He screamed, and aimed right for Reverse— the blazing flames resembling a closed fist sent for Reverse.

Instead of dodging or getting down from his structure, Reverse just unsheathed his butterfly knife, twirled it once, then slashed right through the flames. They parted around him like they were afraid of him, and the ring of fire shaped around Reverse before dissipating into nothing.

"ONE MINUTE!"

Blaze dropped back down to the floor. "What! That's totally cheating!"

Reverse huffed a laugh and said, "That's what you should be doing." Before scaling down the structure into a path with burning, charred dirt.

"Reverse?!" Blaze yelled, nearly running after Reverse before Gempa grabbed him by the shoulder. "He'll be okay, you should be worrying about his next ambush— Whoah!"

A blazing throwing knife covered in flame flew right at Blaze. It hit nothing, but both Gempa and Blaze were taken aback.

Another three came zooming and it nailed both Gempa and Blaze into the wall. Blaze, by his pants, which made him have to jump awkwardly on one leg, with the other raised and stuck to the wall.