"Simulation day!" General Hugh prances in with a big grin.
"My favorite day." He adds in while General Logan makes his way in.
"Today is simulation day. You will be paired with somebody that is on your level. So Scarlett and Oliver, Henry and Jax, and so on. Your job is to get through the stimulation with a high score. This will give you your chances of survival and suggestions on what to do when faced with an obstacle."
Oliver drapes his arm across my shoulders as they rattle on more about the simulation.
"Go grab your weapons and prepare for the simulation." They order us as we scurry to the tables of weapons. Oliver grabs a trident and a machete. I grab a belt of knives that has a machete and a dagger on it. They start with the lowest group and then work their way up to the highest, most powerful group, which is Oliver and I.
"This is exciting." I say to Oliver as we sit side by side.
"Yea." He says excitedly as David and Gabriel walk out.
"How was it?" Oliver catches them before they pass.
"It's really like a battlefield." They agree and then walk away.
My anticipation grows as Henry and Jax finally go. Oliver and I are left out in the hallway talking and giggling. The time dwindles down until finally we are up.
We enter the room and are instantly knocked out. When we wake back up we are in the forest. Oliver is right beside me when two boys appear. Something shoots past me as I dodge it. I quickly grab a knife out of my belt and throw it. It hits him straight between the eyes. He falls down with a thud as the other boy starts to react. Oliver reacts after and throws his trident. It hits the boy right in the heart.
We run an grab our weapons out of the two boys as we get told there are more.
"Climb into the trees. We will take them by surprise." I say as we both push up a tree.
Three boys come and search around for were we just were. I take out two of the boys with knives and then Oliver takes one out with his trident.
We drop down out of the tree and gather back our things and head towards the enemy.
"Which colonies are these boys from?" I ask.
"Foxhole, Furrow and Ballton." He says examining the uniforms. We take their weapons off of them and then something clicks in my brain.
"They are saving the strongest colony as our last fighters." I say to Oliver in realization.
"We can't hide or run from them. We have to charge forward and get our hands dirty." I say as we begin to run through the woods.
Finally two boys from he colony Muttford appear. I pull out my dagger and we charge. Oliver throws his trident but the boy dodges it. His last option is his machete.
The other boy tackles me to the ground as I fight back. Suddenly my dagger meets skin. I force the knife up through his throat as I feel his wind pipe break from the stab. Then I pull it out and thrust it through it heart. The boy rolls off of me lifeless.
Oliver shoves his machete through the guys stomach as I force my dagger into his back.
"Thank you." Oliver says as the scene slips away.
YOU ARE READING
The Fighter
FantasyShe signed a draft to feed her older brother and dad. She was promised never to be picked because of her gender. But when new tactics are laid in front of her colony she is the answer to winning the world war.