The Protectors | Protector Series AU 0.1

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Grayson wasn't lying when he said he was going to continue to help me train with weapons so I would feel a lot more confident being a Protector. However, I didn't think it would mean him waking me up early in the morning to get to the training room when there wasn't anyone there. Most people were either on early morning missions, doing research, or sleeping after returning from a late night mission.

I didn't mind waking up early at times but that was only when I already knew before I fell asleep that I was waking up early. I had no idea Grayson was planning on waking me up early so I ended up falling asleep pretty late last night.

"Do we have to be training right now?" I asked Grayson as he grabbed my bow from the weapon stand and handed it to me. "It's early. I'm tired. I'd rather do anything else right now. Actually, I'd rather be sleeping right now."

"I know you don't do well trying to train when there are other Protectors in here," Grayson said. "All the pressure gets to you. You feel people judging you because of your last failed mission. Wondering how you're the daughter of the head of this HQ."

"No need to sugar coat it," I said sarcastically.

Grayson sighed. "No, that's not anything I think about you at all. I know not every single Protector is perfect. I know some missions, especially failed ones, can be traumatizing. It's fine that you're not back on your feet yet."

"Well, it's kind of hard to get back on my feet when I was never really on my feet," I pointed out.

"You know one thing that will help with your training?" Grayson asked, gently placing his hands on my shoulders. "Being more confident in yourself. I know it's a hard thing to do being in this powerful group where we save the world and all that but... Constantly worrying about what other people think of you will only cause you to start thinking that way about yourself."

"You're right," I said. "That is a hard thing to do. I want to. Believe me, I do. But it's really hard with all those judging looks, wondering how on earth I'm the head's daugther so yes, you were right about that. And how all the pressure gets to me. Is that your ability? Are you telepathic?"

"What? No," Grayson said. "You don't know my ability?"

"I honestly don't know anyone's abilities if I haven't been on a mission with them, even if one of my dad's duty is to know everyone's abilities. I still don't pay attention to them."

"You've been on a few missions with me now."

"And have you ever used your ability on the missions?"

"Okay, fair point," Grayson said.

"So waht exactly is your Protector ability?" I asked.

"You'll have to find that out yourself," Grayson said. "Especially because we have to, you know, actually starting training before other Protectors choose to use this area. So you ready to get started?"

"I'm ready to sleep," I said. "Or do anything else really. But mainly sleep. You really should have told me yesterday you were planning on waking me up early. I definitely would have made sure I actually got a considerate amount of sleep last night."

"You'll be fine," Grayson said. "I once saw you function on little to no sleep."

I eyed him suspiciously. "How would you know how much sleep I had?"

"It was last year," Grayson said. "When we had that very suspicious threat happening around the city and a bunch of us were given certain shifts to stay awake just in case things got very chaotic. I was on that shift with you. The one where we actually got the chaos so we didn't get much sleep that night."