DEATHTROOPER : Comrades and Victory

Chapter 1

Note to readers: Hi firstly I want to say that I am German so please tell me if you spot any spelling or grammatic mistakes and secondly: I am still in school 'till mid 2029 so I won't be able to update so often, but I'll try uploading a new chapter every few weeks. I hope you understand this and I also hope you like this story.
Also, there might sometimes be scary or potentionally disturbing things.

"Come on you lousy people it isn't that hard!", cried the commanding voice of his officer in command from atop of the pit they were trying to get out of. It wasn't easy to become an imperial stormtrooper, he had learned that months ago.

He had been a street boy in the city living of steeling and searching, it had been hard and he had barely ever gotten enough food to last him the entire day. That was why he had been hungry often, he had to search for options of food the whole day.
When the empire came they built this place and started taking in everyone who was ready to become a stormtrooper, no matter the status.That is why he ended up here, with other cadets from whichs families he had potentially stolen from time to time.

He and his fellow cadets were in the standard training pit, a hole with smooth and high walls as well as floating platforms that come out of the walls in a random pattern and on which one had to jump to make it farther up.
The thing that made it harder was that the platforms weren't static but moving objects, they weren't fast but what made staining on them problematic, is that the other cadets were allowed to push you of yours and if your unlucky and high up you might hurt yourself badly when you hit the hard floor.

The lieutenant had once told them that a former cadet had broken three of his rips after getting knocked of from a great height.
Lucky for them no one of them had fallen to that point of time!

They were hopping from platform to platform slowly making they're way to the top and as usual he was the cadet with the highest elevation of all.
He just saw a platform coming out of a wall a bit higher than himself, he turned around and leaped on to the platform then onto the next and the next until he was only a few feet under the edge of the pit.

But then a fellow student leaped at him and managed to throw him of, in an instant his reflexes that had saved him a great deal in the streets, kicked in and right away his hand grabbed hold of the ledge, saving him the fall. His fellow student glared at him from above, he wasn't very popular around the place and this one named Glaric belonged to a family from which he had stolen a lot of things in the past, so he hated him. Glaric stared at him and said in a deep voice. "Time to lose Candian!"

He kicked at his hand but in that moment he realised that a platform had just moved under him, he dropped onto it, knelt down, because otherwise he would have banged his head, and slid under the platform on which Glaric stood. As soon as he was on the other side he turned around in an instant and jumped onto the platform he had been on before, right there where Glaric stood, knocking him of. Then he looked over the edge and saw Glaric lying on his face a few platforms further down and said: "Not today and not now Glaric and there is nothing you can do about it!"

With a thrill of accomplishment he continued to make his way up, this time watching out for fellow cadets, but he made it up without any other interference.
"Well done cadet Candian, that was an excellent performance!", lieutenant Carant said with his commanding voice.

A short time later two other cadets arose from the Well, which was the name of the pit. And after another few moments the other five came climbing out.
"Cadets Orderon and Lerec you, together with cadet Candian will be able to do deliveries in the imperial complex while the others of you have to report to sergeant Oral for weapons duty! I think he has just gotten a new delivery of weapons which you can sort. Am I understood?!"