Training

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I walk out behind Mau, Zairian beside me, and the pack behind us. We walk to the backyard. The children stops playing, running over to their parents. Mau walks to the middle of the yard, with me in front of him. The pack makes a circle around us.

"I want to analysis your skills. He looks at me with a kind smile on his lips. "Show me what you got."

Nervousness fills me. I haven't used my powers in a while. So I may be a little rusty.

I bring my right leg out behind me. Bringing my hands up to my chest, I conwuer up fire balls. Thrusting my hands out the fireballs fly through the air.

Mau does backflips to dodge my fireballs. Not letting him rest. I get in a sumo wrestler stance, stomping my left foot, the ground rolls like waves knocking Mau off his feet.

Not wasting a breathe, I run over to him. Straddling him, I raise my arms and bring them down, I conquer up swords, thrusting them down, trapping him.

When he's trapped, I get up and step away. Looking at him, his face is full of shock and awe. Deciding he wants up, I command the swords away. He dtamds walking over to me.

"You're amazing! How did you learn to do that? So quickly! So gracefull!" His words has me blushing. "It took me weeks to master the Sumo Wave!"

"It comes naturally, I guess." I bite my lower lip.

"Well you're the Chosen One, so it's no surprise that it comes naturally, now tell me young o..." He's cut off my growling. Mau and I turn our heads to see the pack turn to wolves and the fae conquer up their weapons, and takes off running

What the hell is happening?

Mau and I look at each other, before running after them. The trees are a blur as I pick up my speed, using my powers to keep up with the pack and fae.

We run for miles, before we get to a bloody scene. Limbs are scattered everywhere, blood drips from mangled bodies. A decapitated head rolls in front of me.

An angry growl sounds, along with the roar of engines. Looking up, the wolf of Ause Is being dragged by a four wheeler.

"No!" Screams Kellin, falling to his knees.

The pack and fae falls to their knees and howls painfully. Needing to do something. I step forward. I move my right leg in a lunge, my left leg back. I conquer up chains with hook blades at the end. Wrapping the chains around my arms, I swing the chains.

They swirl in the air, throwing them, they hook onto the wheels of a forwheeler. I jerk my arms back, throwing the forewheeler with a guy on it back.

The forewheeler flies through the air, then slams to the ground like an asteroid. Dirt and debre falls to the ground.

The wolves and fae surround the forewheeler, wrapping the man in blood ropes. And standing him up, with guards on either side.

Kellin, with tears running down his checks steps up to the man. Grabbing him by the face. Kellin squeezes, causing the man to scream.

"Take him to the cells! I'll deal with him!" Kellin eyes become vacant, he wipes his eyes before walking over to Austen. Wrapping their arms around each other.

Looking around. The Willis family, the ones that are in the clearing, has tears running down their faces.

I look to Zairian. Tears scream down his face, making him look like an angel. I run over to him. Needing to comfort him.

Wrapping my arms around him. I kiss his cheek.  "We'll find him. I promise!"

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