Chapter 1: Part 2: Intensive Training

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Chapter 2: Part 2: Intensive Training

I tossed in bed, not knowing what to think about. I could still smell the sewer on my clothes. I gagged on the thought of being surrounded in human and foreign faeces and excretions. My thought began to wander to my training and my first kill. Kill, that thought rang in my mind a bit . Kill was one of the first lessons I learnt with the Fraternity. 

"DO you all know who you are?" the teacher asked us. We stood in a large hall looking place. But it is underground. Way under Uluru in Australia. 

"WE ARE THE FRATERNITY, A BROTHERHOOD OF ASSASSINS PLEDGED TO THE GODS. WE ARE THEIR SERVANTS!" everybody said in unison.

"There is 30 of you here today. At the end of your training, there will be a gladiator like fight. And only four of you will make it out, alive. You better hope you listen over the course of the next 5 weeks," the teacher said.

Gladiator battles, that was their way of choosing us. That sort of thing, you will never forget. That was 768 years ago. But I have never forgotten.

Now the time had come for the battles to commence. We stood on podiums facing the centre. Wracks of weapons sat in the centre. But my weapon, lay on the outside. 

A horn was heard, after that everything was silent. All I could hear was the ringing of my ears and the beating of my heart. I waited for a minute to watch the struggle on the inside. But what I saw horrified me for all time. 

Blood flew around as knives were pulled away and were used to slice necks and split faces. I see the adjudicators looking over us from their room.

<How can hey sit there and watch us fight to the death? They have some kind of sick arousing complex that they can only be aroused when kids fight kids? This was sick, but I had to fight for survival>

I ran from the podium, heading to the bows and arrows. The sat on a wrack with daggers on the sides. My new favourite weapons, the sai.

I took the quiver and wrapped it around my back. I saw a kid run at me with a sword as I prepared myself with the bow. I was calm, and he noticed. He looked afraid now, like I was the boogyman or something. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and upturned lip. I stood and grabbed the sai from behind me. Quickly twisting and throwing the blade. It quickly spun through the air. Eventually, after what felt like a lifetime, it split into his head. Piercing his skull, brain and poking through his forehead where everyone could see.

I looked over to see the other three, the three that seemed to have formed an alliance. Jordan, Talisha and Imogen I think their names were. I pulled the bow from the wrack. and quickly notched an arrow, shooting the arrow at them while I exhaled. They stared at me lik I was crazy. The arrow hit my target. They heard the sound of metal hitting flesh. They turned and saw a sack of water, blood and flesh fall to the ground. They all nodded at me and I returned their consideration with a meek smile. 

We unleashed fury on the remaining 20 contestants. Talisha, the tall ex-model unleahsed hell with her assault rifles. Shooting everyone in the back and killing them instantly.

Imogen, Talisha's ex-model friend sat closer to the edge of the arena with her sniper rifle skills. Her slim body allowed her to keep close to the ground and keep her eye on the scope.

Jordan, he was a different story. He held an SMG in each hand, occasionally switching his right hand to a lightweight sword when the contestant got too close.

Then there was me. I notched every arrow with great speed and hit each target straight in the eye. A real bull's eye. 

By the end we were all that left. We were allowed to go to advanced training and be the only four assassins to join the fraternity this year. 

At least I can sleep knowing that I have great friends that can help me at any time I truly need them.

Sorry for the shorter chap. I was writing this right before going to bed. I wanted it to end with my first true kill as an assassin but, we can't win everything. So next chapter!

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