Jensen's P.o.V.

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We all were running towards the dining room. We all were lined up in the hall. The archway was getting closer. Robert jumped forwards and landed with a thud. He slid on the floor into the dining room. "Kiss my ass!" He mocked as he got up. "Hey,Generals." Chaos says from the head of the table. "Generals?" "Yeah. You all will have armies that rotate around your season." "Okay." We sat down next to him. "Today you shall be trained. When you are fully trained,your eyes shall change color." "Nice." I said. "Eat. Then we shall train.

We all were on a bench,in light clothing. I had red shorts on with an orange tee. Chaos entered the room in black shorts and a black tee. "We shall train. Reverse alphabetically. So Ryder,you're up." My cousin stood up and walked towards Chaos. "Work on an entrance. They are very important." "Yes sir." He closed his eyes. He started to become paler. Then he dissapeared,and the room temperature dropped 20 degrees. A giant group of snowflakes flew around the room. Whenever it touched something,it froze. It then appeared back where it began. He fell back.

"Holy shit." He muttered. "Doing that for the first time will tire you out." "Oh yeah." He got onto his hands and knees and slowly stood up. "Robert,your turn." He got up and walked over by Chaos. "Focus..." Robert turned into a ball of sunlight and flew around the room. The ice melted,and the temperature rose 30 degrees. It turned back into my friend. "Percy." He walked over and morphed into a cloud. The scent of freshly mowed grass and flowers. and then sunlight blinded us,and he was lying on his back,panting. "And Jensen." I got up and slowly walked towards Chaos. "Focus...." I closed my eyes and imagined flying around the room. I heard rustling of leaves and opened my eyes. I glanced down and saw no legs or anything. There was a mirror in the corner,and I was a bunch of leaves! There were dozens floating in the air. I flew around the room a few times. I closed my eyes and turned back into myself. "Holy fuck..."

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