The True Meaning Of Fear

Preparing

John's pov

We selected our finest assassinn in a competition. As you can imagine everyone in The Creed wanted to help get Charlie back.

The game was simple. You had to prove yourself in combat. We used wooden weapons so as not to hack each other to shreds. The battles would take place in a 6ft ring in the form of a circle.

We wouldn't be fighting to harm so the loser was determined by who was pushed out of the circle. Each fighter had their choice of weapons.

Let the games begin...

Charlie's pov

I woke early to get an early start to the training grounds. On the way I stop by the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast.

After I finish eating the training grounds was a five minute walk from there. I approach the dummy and pull my sword out.

I begin with a simple warm up I created for my self.

Simple enough a series of swift complex motions meant to stretch and warm my arms up. After the warm up I begin to work myself into more complex dances. I'm so focused in the sequence I'm in I didn't even notice I'd gathered an audience.

"Good grief! I've never seen such swordplay and from a half breed no less. I may have challenged you but you move much faster than any vampire I've ever seen or fought already. I'm not ashamed to say I fear what you could do." A voice said from beside me.

I act out of instinct and before I can stop myself the blade of my sword is at his throat.

"Who are you? Why are you watching me?" I say not lowering the sword.

"I am the sword master is these grounds. And you sir are in need of a few points"....

John's POV

The competition is going well. Our group had distinguished themselves nicely.

More so or newest recruit Sarah.

Man that girl is ruthless! Even among her brothers and sisters she showed no mercy.

Her opponent was instantly out classed. She moved her blade in a snake like pattern around her adversary and disarmed him and then proceeded to beat him with the flat of her sword until he submitted.

The rest were chosen in the sane fashion. They'd all been battle tested.

Two males and three females. Including myself we had the prefect number for a deadly stealth raid.

"Champions come forward!" My voice rang throughout the room.

The five stepped forward. The competition was over and it was time to receive the blessing of The Creed.

"These five have separated themselves from your ranks! They have shown resourcefulness and ruthlessness in great abundance.  Above all else they had the bravery and courage to do it knowing that they might not return from this mission."

I'm giving a traditional speech that is called for before we perform a dangerous mission.

"CREED! HEAR ME BROTHERS AND SISTERS! WHAT SAY YOU ABOUT OUR ELITES!?" I raise my voice so that it resounds all throughout the base.

"WE HEAR AND OBEY WITHOUT HESITATION! TO SERVE THE CREED THROUGH TRIAL AND TRIBULATION!" Came the thunderous response.

"WHAT GIFTS DO YOU BRING FOR YOUR CHAMPIONS?!"I ask the gathered group.

"WE BRING ONLY OUR BLESSING FOR WHEN THEY ARE ON THE FIELD THAT IS ALL THAT WELL NEED. SHOW NO MERCY! GIVE NO QUARTER! THAT IS THE WILL OF THE CREED!" the assembled crowd answered again.

"As is the will of The Creed" I repeat.

"Champions you have a long day tomorrow prepare yourselves however you must." I lower my voice as I address the Champions.

"Yes sir! John sir!" Said the small group in unison.

"CREED YOU ARE DISMISSED!" I shout to the entire assembly.

They all file out in a sociable mass.

Sarah stays behind and waits.

I wait for everyone to leave and ask her if she needs anything.

She opens her mouth to respond but seems to think about it and walks away.

Leaving me to wonder what she wanted to say....

Charlie's POV

"Go ahead demon." I say as I sit down to humor this creature.

"As you wish. Now I noticed you have a weak backhand sweep. Might I suggest you pivot more with your hip so that you increase momentum and add much more force to the strike. And when you're attacking don't look so forced and calculated. I suggest you relax and become as unpredictable as fire." He suggested.

I gotta admit for a demon he sure know his stuff.

"I appreciate your wisdom. But what about when I'm injured?" I ask.

"Well that simple toy just..."

And just like that we talked the entire day away.

We talked about what must have been a hundred hypothetical situations when I finally ended the conversation with how late it was getting.

We said our goodbyes and departed. I made my way to the kitchen and ate by myself that night.

I was surprised to find Statia sitting in my bed.

"I don't know what's more unnerving. The fact that your the most beautiful person I've ever seen and I find you absolutely irresistible.or that you've managed to find a way to insert yourself in my life everyday since I came here." I say as I approach her.

She stands to meet me.

"Hmm...here I was thinking you might actually be getting fond of me." She says wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me on the cheek.

"I'm not sure how I feel about you but it's something really good." I tell her while I run my hands through her flowing hair.

"Well make up your mind soon hero for your time grows short for such decisions."

She breaks away and leaves me aching for more. I turn to pursue her and tell her how she makes me feel but she was gone. Then a thought occurred to me.

How do I feel about her?

Whenever she was around I knew I was overwhelmed by lust. I also feel a lump I'm my throat thar seems to want to choke me up when she talks.

Is this the beginning of love? And if so does she feel the same?...

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