Cloaked - One World

chapter Three -Pride and Falls

There is no one to fight, but one must be prepared. There is no battle, but you could be sermon any day. There is no war to win, but your swords must be polished everyday.
A soldier must always be ready.

'Your move was very predictable... But, you would know that'.

Bridget cocked her head to the side, the teasing smirk on her lips aimed to rile the new recruit up.

True, she wasn't supposed to be playing, but the new recruit made it easy.

'It doesn't help your sight either, that long hair of yours should be in a ponytail, or better yet, chopped off...? '

Her smirk widened when the new recruit gritted his teeth, leaned his weight on his right leg and fired an electric bolt from the Wrist weapon.

He'd been at it the better part of the morning, taking the center of the Huge in size and height training Hall, and firing at dummy threat as the other nine recruits watched silently.

New recruits were always like this, happy and proud to join the CGs (City Guards), and those feelings were rightly placed as it isn't an easy feat to make it to NGs (Neighbour Guards), talk less CGs.

But sometimes that pride turns to cocky confidence, and that's where the mistakes always set their roots.

CGs Training had two parts, and recruits were quickly started on these after they'd been divided into Four groups with each group consisting of ten members and one Trainer or instructor.

The first part was the theory,  which was basically a show and tell affair.

Weapons were pointed at, their names were given, and their functions were listed.

The recruits were made to watch professionals use these weapons before they were allowed to even touch them. And the theory part took about a year to conclude.

Then there was the practical part. That's where the recruits got to do what they've always wanted to do.
Join the action.

They Learnt how to use the weapons by handling and firing them, and a few had the privilege of being taught how to assemble and or create their own weapons.
They also Joined their assigned mentor on patrols, learnt physical combat and more.
And this took about six to eight months to cover. Depending on how fast or slow  recruits grasped the Do(s) and Don't (s) of the practical phase.

Recruit G4010 particularly, didn't like the theory part of the training. His exact words.

There was nothing wrong with his opinion, except what he gave off whilst he stated his opinion.
Pride

Apparently, he knew and could identify all the weapons lined up, and and truthfully,she was impressed. And so were the other recruits.

Noticing this, he had taken the liberty of taking over the training session to teach his fellow recruits, but of course, not without Bridget's permission..
Pride

Joining the CGs had being Bridget's vow to herself when her Mother had departed from them. But through the years, as her time and energy had been spent on preparing herself, she found herself fascinated, and borderline obsessed.

All her researches had been on the history and about the CGs. The few others were on the various types of fights the old world had practiced.

She had even gone as far as getting what the old world called videos just to get a better understanding.

At fifteen, when visits to the tour center where the CGs tour room projected 3D plan of its training grounds and buildings were not enough to satisfy her fascination and curiosity, Bridget had asked to join the Junior CGs.