Chapter 5: A new ally and enemy

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CLOVES POV

After I finished my knife throwing speed and accuracy course I looked up to see that I was being watch. Cato Talbot and Ashton Reeves were watching me intently.

I changed my angry facial expression to an innocent helpless look.

"Can I help you?" I asked

"Oh don't mind me squirt. Just get back to throwing your little butter knives." replied Ashton. She never Had been my favorite person.

I ignored her and looked around for my training partner Gabriel to find him cowering beside Cato. I rolled my eyes.

"Come on Gabe let's go to some other station." I sad to him

"He's your training partner?!" I turned to see Cato gaping at me

"Yes" Gabe replied for me "why?"

"Don't you think you need a bit more?" He said to me ignoring Gabe altogeter. What did he mean by that? "Someone a bit more on your level?" He explained.

I chewed that over for a moment. Gabriel was smaller than most males our age and twice as stupid. He did make me look good by comparison though.

I didn't have a chance to reply because Romney- our trainer- noticed us standing around came to see what was happening.

"Clove, Gabe what's going on?" She demanded

"We were just-

"We were just admiring Cloves talent. You definitely have a victor on your hands" Four faces looked over to him flabbergasted. I couldn't believe Cato Talbot-next years Victor- just complimented me. This had to be some sort of trick I mean I insulted the man only hours ago. An awful first impression.

Ashton started to protest "Oh but man. She still needs quiet a bit of work with her size shell be lucky to-

"As for the boy.. Keep working with him." Cato continued as if uninterrupted. He dismissed himself and left leading away a very surprised Ashton.

"Well I guess you think your tough shit since Cato said so huh?" Demanded Gabriel "Every time someone important comes along they completely ignore me because of you. you made me look stupid!"

"Gabe shut up you make you look stupid now get back to training the both of you."

After training let out for the day I went to my bag to retrieve my water bottle. I was halfway through it when my trainer Romney approached me.

"Clove. If you screw this up you'll never get a chance to go to the capital"

I almost choked on the water I was drinking.

"What are you talking about? I haven't done anything"

"Yes. Maybe not yet but if you do...." She trailed off. I hate when she does this. Why was I cursed with a trainer who loves to leave me in suspense. I just say there while her hazel eyes scoured the ceiling "I.." She began wrinkling her pug nose on her pug face. "I don't want them to think I've trained you to be some screw up"

"What do you mean? Who will think that?" Bitch get to the point

"Well Clove. Today two trainers have approached me about you. Both Landon Powers ad Cato Talbot have requested you as a training partner."

Once again I found myself struggling to breath properly as the water invaded my airways. This shouldn't have been such a surprise I knew I was skilled and deserved better and I had been leading Landon on for quite some time now but Cato? What did this mean?

"Romney. Who are you going to make me go with?" I asked. Again her smooshed pug face wrinkled in thought.

"Clove that all depends. Who is more likely to succeed. Who can offer us more. It's obvious they saw your skill and are hoping to learn about throwing knives from you. You can learn quite a bit from both of them but we're not into second best."

"Well then who Romney?" She's not helping. Giving me riddles like some Kung fu master.

"I don't know just yet. We'll have to observe them both."

There was a question in the back of my mind. Why was she so worried of who I partnered with? Why does she care? Surely she wouldn't be this worried about Gabriel.

"Romney why do you care so much?"

"If you make the wrong choice and end up dying ill look bad. But if you win everyone will want me as a trainer." There was something there that she was trying to hide but I let it go. I returned to the task at hand. Drinking my water without choking to death.

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