Anchorman

(So, this is a poem depicting a scene in Beginning of a Hero.  It was one that kept evolving with giving more to secondary characters and leading up to Luke Callindor making a big mistake.  There’s some childish humor in it too, but I think it works given the setting.)

Divided in pairs
By the stern instructor
Forced to depend
On the skill of another
Teamwork
The crucial skill
Essential to survive in battle

The drill is simple
Two on two
An even match
Yet for some
The difficulty rises
When paired
With a rabid rival

He is fast
While she is strong
A perfect pairing
But neither one
Can stand the other
And their foes
Are their mirror image

It starts off foul
Arguing
And working alone
Tempers flair
When she uses him
As a blunt weapon
To smack the larger boy

Their teacher shouts
And threatens
Promises of labor
In the distant swamp
Filled with mire
And monsters
Feared by all the class

A change is sensed
They work together
Keeping the others
Off balance
Until the moment’s right
And they divide
To battle one on one

She wrestles with the big man
His massive strength|
Against her corded muscle
Both backed
By Giant’s blood
Pummeling each other
Like warring bears

Her ally has the girl
The princess of the class
She backs away
From his flurry of attacks
Stumbling like a fool
Yet mysteriously
Always out of reach

The big man cries
As his knee is buckled
His partner runs to help
Forgetting
Where she is
And that the fleet-footed boy
Is standing in her way

He reaches out
To grab her arm
Missing as she weaves
Yet his hand is full
Of her simple shirt
That tears away
And ends the day’s lesson