Chapter Sixteen

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"First things first, maintain your position" lauren said.

Morgan adjusted her feet so they would stay.

Lauren re-adjusted her.

"Next, don't let the enime see what move is coming." Lauren spoke.

Morgan took a swing at Lauren, but she caught her fist.

"Finally, have no openings or weaknesses." She said while taking off Morgan's glasses.

"Hey! I can't see without those!" Morgan yelled.

"Well your going to have to" Lauren said sternly.

"But... How am i supposed to defend myself if i can't see?!" Morgan said trying to get her glasses back.

"That sounds like a you problem" Lauren said with a smirk.

Morgan's vision was blurry and giving her a headache.

"Please, can i have them back" Morgan asked.

"Because the enime is going to answer to please" Lauren argued

"Now, maintain your position" lauren said.

This prosses of training repeated for hours. Punches were thrown, blood was spilt, and muscles were pulled.

By the end of the session, Morgan was beat up.

"Good for a newbie..... We'll work more tomorrow." Lauren said.

"I'm tired" Morgan complained.

"Well its getting dark, but you can't go to sleep just yet. The dimension is having a meeting tonight. Everyone will be there and they expect you to come." Lauren explained.

"All this dimension stuff is overwhelming" Morgan said whipping sweat off her fort head.

"Get used to it" Lauren said walking away.

"Wait up!! Can i have my glasses back now!" Morgan shouted.

Lauren continued to walk pretending to not hear her.

Later that day when Morgan eventually made it back to her room, the black and white dimension was gathering.

"Okay Morgan, you're all patched up." A girl named Natalie said. She had jet black hair with white highlights. She was normal height and was wearing a torn up cat shirt.

Natalie also was the "cities" clinic or doctor along with a few others.

"Thanks" Morgan said inspecting her patched up wounds.

Nat left and Morgan sat in the all white room starring at her hands.

The door opened but Morgan didn't bother to look up.

"So i heard you got beat up" Sam said.

"Yea, just training" Morgan replied.

"Hmm.... Well anyway.... Theres a meeting going on and i thought i would escort you" sam said slipping his hands in his pocket.

"Sure but what is this meeting about anyway?" Morgan asked getting up from the hard white bed.

"It's about the war and usually at the end of the meeting jaiz tells a story " sam explains.

"What story is she telling this meeting?" Morgan Asked.

"An old story that still gives me chills....... The legacy of chloe" sam ended

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It wasn't supposed to end this way but screw it. Don't forget to vote and comment. Thanks

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