WhiteBlood- Book 2 ( HalfBlood Series- FW FF)

72

There was a certain energy that ran through everyone since the announcement. The buzz of anticipation, surely they're not all dumb enough to think someone won't die today. You can count they will.

And by the looks I've been giving the fliers are thinking the same thing.

" Hey." Xaden takes my arm tightly in his, his expression stoic. " You be careful. Remember the whole your life is connected to mine thing.. Don't be stupid and don't die."

" Your not going to come watch the fun?"

" Maybe. But I have something to do first." Xaden responds, " I mean it Fury." I give a curt nod before he reluctantly lets go glancing over to the fliers, glancing at Cat. Who was already eyeing me with a vengeance. 

Xaden just about walked away when I pulled him back, " Hold on..." I quickly peck him giving a small smile. " Real subtle." he murmurs back pecking me one more time walking out of the dining hall.

First period was a blur, no one was getting taught, all figuring out who they wanted to fight or which squad, threats were being thrown out left and right that we were actually let out early just so we could ' hash this out and shut the hell up'.

Our sparring gym was nothing special. Alot less nice then Basgiath but what more do you need? Just a mat, a hard suface so it's easy to clean the blood, your own fists and weapons. Devera and Brennan looked mildly surprised we were there early but kept their neutral faces none the less.

" Everyone quiet down!" Brennan yelled making all us die down, " Rules are simple, you have a problem? Your fighting it out. after the spar you shake hands and it's done! Like we said before NO kills, unlike the 'accidental' kill at Basgiath you don't get punished.... Here you do. And trust me that will not be fun on your part."

" What is it?" Bohdi asks. Brennan simply narrows his eyes, " Custom on who's killing Durran.. Don't try it."

I couldn't tell if they had a punishment or not or if Brennan was just bluffing. I could see either though my brother could be just as violent as Xaden. Bohdi mutters a sorry goign quiet again.

" Fliers, since your newer at these rules, we decided to let you pick your spar. Only one spar a person a week until this can get figured out. You can't spar the same person twice. Understand?"

The fliers agree, all forming in an automatic formal line while us riders wait. " Well this is going to be fun..." Imogen mutters from the side of me. " No shit.." Sawyer adds. " Any ideas who's taking all of you?"

" List is to big to count." Hetta says,  " I say our squad sticks together, watch all the others spars of ours, jump in incase..."

" Fine by me."

I glance at Sloane, who was shifting on her feet watching the line of fliers, watching a girl send her an evil grin waving. I move from my spot going over to her, " Who's that?" I ask. " A total bitch." She answers " Nola...something. A first year in my lesser magic class."