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Ryung woke Tatum up an hour early, to make sure she had the rules down pat. Ryung had her own rule book kept in the room since she started at STARS, so there was no reason for Tatum to go to the library. Ryung also grabbed a banana from the STARS cafeteria for Tatum, noticing she ate during the party, means she is not like the ancient immortals. Immortals who don't need to eat to survive.

"Okay, let's go over some mini questions they might quiz you on. How many STAR rules are there?" Ryung asked Tatum while both sitting on their beds.

"147." Tatum replied.

"Correct!" Ryung says happily.

"What is rule #29?" Ryung asked Tatum with a inquisitive look on her face.

"Uhhh...during training every immortal can't use their special abilities?" Tatum asked, hoping her answer was right.

"Yay! That's right. Okay, one more. What is rule #4?" Ryung asked Tatum.

"Easy, no romantic relationships." Tatum says with a confident smile.

"You're so ready." Ryung says as she opens their closet and grabs their uniforms.

"Training starts in 20 minutes." Ryung says with an excited grin. Both girls get their STARS uniforms on, Tatum slicked her light auburn hair into a ponytail, while Ryung brushed her hair with her fingertips. Both girls leave the dorm room and head for the I-1 training room. It is in the west direction of the main training room at STARS.

Ryung and Tatum arrive just 5 minutes before 8am. Tatum couldn't help but notice the big swarm of people, it was like a mini concert, similar to the party the night before.

"I-1 Candidates. We need you in lines, two feet apart from each other, I don't care about height. Leader Jung-Hoon Han will be here in 2 minutes. Let's go!" An Asian man said, one of Jung-Hoon's friends from the party. He had shorter hair than Jung-Hoon, and buzz cut on the side. He had more of an angry expression on his face, and stood probably and inch or two taller than Jung-Hoon.

Everyone did as the young man told them to do. Tatum was scrambling to get into line but eventually did. The rows of people were 30 and the columns of people were 33. There was an odd 10 left, so they joined some random lines. Tatum stood 5th row from the front, and in the 8th column from the left of the room. Ryung was beside her on her left.

A loud boom echoed the room and revealed Jung-Hoon. He was wearing a black uniform, but not like the candidates. His was more professional, had glock holders on the side of his legs, as well as a pocket in the side of his boots for knifes. He had 3 arrows pointing up, just below his right shoulder. They were gold, navy blue, and red, like the colors of the seams on the candidates uniforms. It was like a sergeant's ranking in the American army.

"The lines aren't even, Jum." Jung-Hoon says to the young Asian man with a the buzzed cut sides.

"Sorry, Jung-Hoon." Jum says to his fellow leader. Jung-Hoon nods and goes on a small stage-like black box, so he's tall enough to see everyone, even the small candidates.

"My name is Jung-Hoon Han. Your I-1 Leader." Jung-Hoon says.

"I have a team of STARS top immortal fighters with me, to make sure you all do well." He continues, "This is Jum Ran." He points to buzz cut boy, "My Assistant Leader, beside him is Jin-Ho Dong. He is the Sub Assistant Leader." He motions to a slim man, with broad shoulders and slicked back black hair. "Beside Jin-Ho is Duck-Young Gyeon, The Second-in-Command to Jum Ran." He motions to a smaller Asian male, with black hair with light brown highlights, he's about 2 inches shorter than Jung-Hoon. "Beom-Seok Yun, is Second-in-Command to Jin-Ho." He motions to a man with silvery hair, slicked back and spiky. He was about the same height as the previous man. "And, Tae Jeon. The Third-in-Command." Jung-Hoon says and motions towards a man with no hair product in his hair, he had curls that fell in front of his face and he had a happy smile. "Last but not least, Chul Kar." Jung-Hoon motioned to a slim, 5'9", feathered black hair young man.