Oliver held his hammer and James stood in front of a table with many wooden disks. James would throw them and he had to hit them. He got a slight hair cut on his dark brown hair and was growing very light stubble.
“I like your stubble” James said. Oliver rubbed his chin on instinct at hearing the comment. He only had black shorts, sneakers, and black fingerless gloves. James had a long sleeve black shirt and brown pants with white shoes.
He threw the first disk and Oliver obliterated it with his hammer. Dust and wooded pieces hit his skin. James rapid fired three more and he hit them all. He chucked one after another straight for five more minutes and he hit all of them. One of the larger wood bits hit James on the forehead. Oliver lasted another ten minutes before he missed one and asked James how much he hit.
“Two hundred forty three” James yelled excitedly.
“That’s a record” Oliver shouted and jumped up and down once. He then grabbed his water bottle and put on a red t shirt.
“Good job” James said and they high fived.
“I’m gonna go tell Evelyn” he said and ran to his room to change first. After he changed into nicer clothes he left towards the cafeteria since it was Kitsune’s lunch hour.
He saw Evelyn standing face to face with another man who was taller than her. He had layered light brown hair and ugly bangs. He raced over to her and heard the conversation.
“You have no excuse to reject me. Now I order you to kiss me” the man shouted at her and bent down to kiss her.
“Get away from me Wesley” she hissed and he backed away.
“I’m a man and you’re a woman. I’m superior to you so I control you” Wesley snarled.
“She won’t kiss you” Oliver said.
“She has no reason not to” Weasely snorted. “The only way I would be stopped is if she was taken” he added.
“She is” Oliver improvised. “She’s my girlfriend” he lied.
“Liar” Wesley hissed.
“He’s not lying” Evelyn snapped.
“Prove it” he demanded. Evelyn knocked him out.
After lunch Bruce took his team to meet and train with some of the army. There were older fighters and some young ones. The youngest one was probably just a little younger than Sean. They were met with a bunch of holler from the men.
“I want to fight brook the mistake” a fighter said.
“I want to play with the pretty blonde” another one said.
“That big black dude looks tough” a really big muscled guy said.
“The tall kid with the dark brown hair is really good looking. I wonder if his looks will rub off on me” an older fighter shouted.
“Hey Sean” a middle aged warrior said.
“I need John Rade, Liam Hearth, Spencer Benson, and Derek Young. The rest of you go somewhere else” Bruce ordered. After the men left Oliver was looking at a younger fighter with longer blonder hair, a young soldier with poufy hair, a big man with dark hair and an eye patch, and an older man with graying brown hair.
“I’m John. The king shot me in the eye when I was a boy” the guy with an eye patch said.
“I’m Liam, I’m Cecily’s brother” the poufy haired soldier announced and looked threatening at Oliver.
“I’m Derek Young and I’m young” the blonde man said with a wink.
“I don’t like him” Evelyn whispered. Oliver laughed.
“And I’m Spencer” the old guy said.
“Brook will go with Derek, Oliver and Evelyn will go with john, Kyle and James will go with Spencer and the rest will go with Liam” Bruce announced.
John led Oliver and Evelyn into a section of the room which had lots of workout materials.
“So what are we going to do?” he asked nervously.
“It should’ve been me on that mission. Not some rookies” he muttered.
“He wanted young fighters” Evelyn responded.
“Well they aren’t good enough” john said as he pounded a steel bar and left a dent. “I’m going to make you pay” he said. “Do five hundred sit ups” he ordered.
“I’m pregnant” Evelyn lied.
“No you’re not” John hissed. Oliver laid down on a matt and started doing his sit ups.
“No breaks” John hissed as Evelyn was about to reach for her water.
After three hundred sit ups Oliver’s arms where sore. He was sweating threw his shirt and envied everyone else.
“After this I’m going to take you down” Oliver snapped at John.
“You’ll be too tired you’ll pass out after I hit you once” he snarled.
“I’ll take you” Evelyn hissed.
“Stop talking and do the sit ups” John yelled.
Finally Oliver finished. Evelyn finished a few seconds after him and stared menacingly at John.
“You still want to try it?” he asked. Before he could do anything Evelyn and Oliver punched him square in the jaw at the same time. He flew over a stack of weights.
“Treadmill now!” he ordered. Oliver left reluctantly to the workout device and turned it on.
“Do it for an hour” john demanded. Oliver’s shirt was so wet he decided to just take it off. He ran for twenty more minutes before getting so tired he started falling asleep and the treadmill shot him backward into a chin up stand.
“Ollie” Evelyn screamed and hopped off the treadmill and ran to her friend.
“Amateur” John snarled.
“Jerk” she snapped. Then she started breathing heavily and passed out, falling onto a stack of weights. Oliver gasped and pulled his arm from under the chin up stand. He saw Evelyn’s collapsed body covered with weights. He picked them off one by one. He brushed her hair out of her face when he saw her and picked her up like a hero.
“What happened?” Brook asked as Derek was looking at himself in a mirror.
“Kick john’s ass for me” he ordered. She gathered her friends and marched over to the grumpy man.
Oliver walked shirtless, bruised, and exhausted threw the castle over to his apartment. He set Evelyn on her bed and he covered her with ice packs. After he made sure his best friend was okay he found one more icepack for himself. He relaxed in one of their chairs and watched is best friend lie in her bed
