Retribution Book 2 Part 1

Retribution Book 2 Part 2

I awoke in a square room that was seemed to have paper blinds on the sliding doors, such as the one's they had in feudal Japan. I could tell it was night from the blinds. I was about to get up when I heard a voice.
"You finally woke up. Good."
I received a kick to the face and landed on my back. My nose started to bleed almost immediately.
I saw a dark figure come from the darkness, and it scared me how I didn't notice him before. It was the same armor that the men who kidnapped me wore, except he had an insignia of two claw gashes on his chest, as if he had wrestled with a bear.
"Get up."
"Where is my mom?" I asked.
Another blow to face face, except right in my jaw.
"I said get up."
I stood on my feet, but my head was in pain that it hurt to even blink.
He walked over to me and started to circle me. Such as a hungry shark deciding the right time to devour its prey.
"You like to fight?"
"No."
He looked at my face and studied it.
"You have some scars on your face."
"I fall a lot."
"Really?"
He put his right leg behind my legs, brought his leg back to him thus pulling my legs from under me. As I was in mid-air falling, he punched me in the stomach so hard my stomach hit the ground before he rest of my body did.
"That's a fall. You fight quit a bit."
I was curling in a ball, from the pain. His speed was astonishing. I couldn't react at all to his attacks.
"Go in there and clean yourself up." He pointed to a door with a circular handle.
I struggled to stand, but I hobbled to the door an opened it.
It was a bathroom that was suprisingly spotless. There was a silver toilet and right next to it was a silver sink, and both were extremely clean. It looked as if no one had used it in years, but there was not a speck of dust in there. I walked over to the sink and looked into the mirror. I saw a light brown boy with dark-short brown hair, and the skin around his eyes seemed a smidge lighter than the rest of his face. I just called it 'Raccoon face."
I grabbed a paper towel and wiped the blood out of my nose and my mouth.
I returned back to the room.
"Come with me."
We walked out of the room to find a dark, long hallway with identical doors, except they each had individual umbers. The one I walked out of was 52.
We emerged out of the hallway into a campus-like area with a glass plain field in the middle. To my far left was a pointed building with a roof that was a low arch. The man pointed to that building.
"That's where you will be going to school."
To my far right was a rectangular building with several doors in a row.
"That is where you will be eating in the afternoon."
We kept walking towards a massive building with three triangular pillars.
As we kept walking I saw two guards with blue sets of armor. Theirs were a less bulky than the armor I had encountered before that. Instead of having one slit visor, theirs were more of a dome visor, and their jawline is where the visor stopped.
They let us pass without incident.
We walked into a huge arena-like palace with four different pillars with one throne on each.
We stood about 2 stories below on a large circular column, and I walked over to an edge and I couldn't see the bottom.
I walked back to the man and he was kneeling with his left hand over his heart.
I looked to see who he was showing respect to.
On the first pillar to my far right, I saw a black woman sitting with one leg over the other. She wore a skintight red-black jumpsuit and her hair was to her shoulders. She was studying me intently, as if considering to buy a diamond ring.
The man to her right was extremely built, with tan features and a hard face. His face was more lackluster as if he was bored by even being there. He wore a black under suit, almost like the kind football players wear. The difference was that his had more texture, like scales.
The women to his right was white with long, blond, hair that went to the middle of her back. She wore a green laced suit with certain yellow designs on it. Her eyes were a bright blue, almost entrancing. She too was looking at me as if I were some abstract piece of art that she was trying to find the hidden meaning of.
The final man on her left was draped in a blue suit, similar to the other man. He was pale, but he looked as if he were a track athlete. His hair looked as if it were frosted white and shoved to one side, like a glacier.
"Arise, Predator." the black-suited man said in a stern, but lazy voice.
The man next to me stood up with his hands behind his back and his feet shoulder-width apart.
"What is your name?" The man in blue gestured at me.
"M-Michael."
"How old are you."
"6." At this point, I was so close from wetting my pants. I didn't know who these people were or why I was beaten for asking questions, but I tried to be brave.
"Where did you find him?" The man in black asked the man next to me.
"Under a bridge, sir. His family seems to be homeless." His tone was a with a lot more respect, and a twinge of fear.
"Okay, then. Boy, you will train at here until we tell you otherwise. We will teach you the ways of our organization, and when you are of age, become the Eclipse."
I couldn't process the information given to me at the moment. I was kidnapped, and just told to train with a group I knew nothing about, and that I was about to become an eclipse.
"Alright, then. Let's get started."