The Eyes of Fate (Currently in Rewrite)

Testing the Limits

Sentinel

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Washington State, USA

October 13th, 2019

The room Sentinel was sitting in was dark. At least he thought it was, but he wasn't completely certain since he was wearing a blindfold. Something about the room just felt dark, like a background noise that was trying to interfere with his senses. 

Fang had told him at breakfast that morning that they were going to be doing some group training and testing. Sentinel hadn't bothered asking why, instead just asking what they were going to be doing. Fang's smile had said that it was either going to be very fun, or very not fun. 

The rest of them had voted unanimously for Sentinel to go first, and that had led to him sitting where he was: in the darkened room he had originally met Chesyr in. They had decided that the best way to test Sentinel's abilities was to come at him all at once. Since the original tests on Sentinel's first day were done mostly one-on-one, they wanted to see if he could handle multiple moving targets. He didn't have to fight them, just call out where they were before they managed to get to him.

They had done the first test in dim lighting, and Sentinel had decided to go above their expectations and even call out who he had seen in order. It hadn't taken long before they realized that they had to make it even harder for him. Hence, the blindfold.

Sentinel also hadn't realized that the room had very good soundproofing until he was using only his hearing. That said, it wasn't enough to really stop him. He could hear five sets of breathing, and had a vague idea of where they were, he just hadn't figured out who was who yet.

He caught Chesyr first. He figured that she must have been used to relying heavily on her invisibility, because she kept putting her hands on things that made just enough noise for him to find her. 

"Chesyr, you'd best get away from that lamp before you knock it over," he said, pointing at her without taking the blindfold off. 

"Damnit, you little bastard." Chesyr cursed at him. Her voice was warm, so he could tell she wasn't angry, but he could also hear the mischief in it. 

She's letting the other's move around while she talks.

Sentinel tuned out the sound of her walking towards the door, trying to find where everyone had moved to. It sounded like there was one at his 3, 5, 8, and 10. He was fairly certain that Oracle was on his right, since the breathing had a slight whistle to it, and he had heard it from her during breakfast. He pointed towards her and called out.

"I'm going to make you wear earplugs next," Oracle said. While she was speaking, Sentinel heard rapid footsteps, not caring about being quiet. 

"Vyper!" Sentinel shouted, turning around with his hand outstretched. Vyper was planning to reach him before he could call him out, getting a win on a technicality. He almost won, too, seeing as Sentinel slapped him across the face when he turned.

"Cutting it close there, kid." Vyper said, patting him on the back.

When Vyper left the room, Sentinel listened closely to the two remaining sets of breathing. They both sounded completely calm, and Sentinel couldn't pick up anything distinctive. Finally, he heard the muffled thump of a boot setting down on a bookshelf. It sounded too high up to be where Ranger could step, so he pointed and called out Fang.

"God damn you're good," Fang said. 

"Ranger, you're at my six now, and since you're the only one left I know it's you."

"Good work," Ranger said. Sentinel didn't bother getting up, figuring they'd go again. He was right when he heard the door open.

"Let's make it even harder, why don't we?" Fang said. Sentinel heard him set something down, then the sound of a crowd filled the room. After a few moments, Sentinel heard a familiar song start up.