Spraypainted

Chapter 21

Chapter 21 - Training

"So its settled... I'm glad you guys joined us." Adam said.

"Glad your kingdom kidnapped us." Jorge chuckled.

"Anyway, since you guys had chose your weapons differently, you each will get a certain teacher with your certain weapon." Quentin said.

"Dual Swords will be with Ian, Crossbows will be with Mitch, Daggers will be with Adam, Magic will be with me, and Axe and Shield is with Jerome." Seto said. "If we're gonna be training, it better count... we have a war on our hands."

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"Alright Chris, ready?" Adam asked.

"Uh... sure. It's nice to train with one of the high authorities at this place." Chris answered. "But I'm ready."

"Oh please. I don't consider myself as a high authority." Adam said, striking first. Chris dodged it, gasping in between. "Careful. I almost stabbed you. Use the daggers and as I strike you use them and block the attack."

"Got it." He said as Adam stabbed again, and Chris blocked it with the daggers. "I would see why... being in this kingdom sucks, doesn't it?"

"I've been stuck here in this kingdom when I was born. Been following the same rules ever since." Adam responded, taking his sword out of the block and swung it, Chris ducking and sweeping Adam off his feet.

"O-Oh... sorry." Chris apologized. "I know that feeling... back at home I've been held back from the world because of my father... my mother was kidnapped just to protect me..."

"Whoa! You got some fighting skills. Have you done this before?" Adam asked, getting on his feet. "And yeah... don't know where my mom is either. It's sad really..."

"Uh... no, actually. This is my first time training how to fight... and yeah.. it sure is." Chris responded. They both sighed as they continued their training in silence.

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"So, about you summoning that shield..." Jerome recalled, bringing his axe out.

"Oh, yes. Um... can you do me a favor?" Sub asked.

"Yes?"

"Chop my hands off."

"What?! I-I'm not that cruel, you know!"

"No, no. Trust me, alright."

Jerome closed his eyes and chopped Sub's hand off, trembling in fear, the grip of his axe growing stronger. He opened his eyes to see his arms pixelated and not bleeding.

"Whoa..."

"Pretty cool, right? Now... this is where everything comes into place." Sub grabbed his computer chips and placed one in the pixels, the shield growing on his arms again and latching on.

"Sometimes... you need to trust others to see the great things in life." Sub said, smiling. Jerome smiled back, calming down and loosening the grip of his axe.

"Yeah... I guess it does."

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"Alright Tyler... just aim... and... FIRE!" Mitch exclaimed, helping Tyler shoot with his crossbow. Tyler shot, missing the bulls eye by an inch.

"Not so bad for a new guy."

"I have my ways... hey, can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

Tyler slowly breathed.

"I know you were following orders... but why did you shoot Carlo?"

Mitch gasped, as his eyes saddened. He sighed, as Tyler went up to him and looked at him.

"I had no choice... I'm being manipulated to follow orders just to protect your friend... and myself and the others... I'm like a puppet with invisible strings." Mitch responded. "Jason and Jerome have felt the same way. Feeling like servants and being used... it just doesn't feel right... it scares me... a lot."

"I know how you feel, Mitch. My aunt had done the same to me... but now that I've met you guys... I know I'm no longer alone... I now know that others are feeling the same pain as me... and that I'm not alone."

"None of us are ever alone, don't you forget it."

"I'm glad you kidnapped us."

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"Alright, Carlo. To use a magic wand is high authority. It's the top of its class, use it well." Seto said. "Use the wand and think of a powerful weapon that can affect the opponent!"

Carlo closed his eyes and focused all his energy into making a ball of light from the wand. It shot a spark of light to the target, knocking it down.

"What was that?! That may only stun the opponent. This is war, not something else." Seto exclaimed. Carlo stepped back in fear, as he tried again but with fire.

"Better. Now, try to attack me."

Carlo gasped quietly as he aimed his wand at Seto, trembling in fear. He closed his eyes and looked away, and aimed another ball of light. Seto snarled and shuffled to the side, avoiding it. He stormed to Carlo, who was on the verge of tears.

"What was that?! Do you want your freedom back!? Do you want this kingdom to be free?! You need to fight like a man, this isn't play time!"

Carlo grew angry, dropped the wand and shoved Seto away, tripping and falling down to his back.

"Seto. I'm sorry I'm not perfect yet. I know this is a war, but I'll never hurt a single soul, good out bad. This may be a war, but we aren't on a battlefield, are we? I know you're fighting for the freedom of this castle, but right now you AREN'T showing freedom at all! You're detaining me with commands we teenagers don't want to hear!"

Seto stayed silent, shocked at his words. Ty walked behind Seto and helped him up.

"He's right, y'know. No offense..."

"You're right... F-Forgive me... Carlo."

"I'll always forgive you. Just by looking at you, I have a feeling you have felt the same way."

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"That's right, keep going! This'll help you during war! Perfect!" Ian said, huffing in between. Jorge and Ian we're practicing their sword practice, blocking and attacking as practice with training swords. Each block was perfect and every attack seemed flawless until Ian attacked Jorge and had stabbed his arm.

"GAH!"

"JORGE!"

Jorge fell to the floor, his arm slightly bleeding. Quentin came rushing in with Jason next to him.

"Don't worry, I got you." Quentin said soothingly as he grabbed a roll of bandages and wrapped it around Jorge's arm. Jorge choked, as he slowly got up once Quentin was done wrapping up the wound. Jason picked him up and helped carry him using his jetpack.

"Thanks you guys..." he coughed.

"It's our job to help people." Quentin said.

"It sure is."

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Did y'all miss these updates 'cause i know i did jesus christ.

school and my life is bein' a small bitch to me, i wouldnt wanna vent it here but hey im baaack.