Eldoran

Chapter 8: Complex Procedure

Desperately gasping for air. Immense body pain. Constantly pushing through.

"GET MOVING YOU WORMS!!"

Our instructor, Lucas, took us to the Performance Hall, where we do all of our physical training. We took a big elevator enough to fit more than thirty people in and went in some sort of underground facility where we went through all of the harsh training ranging from pulling objects as big as a refrigerator while wearing a full body harness to weight lifts and even sprints.

How long has it been since we started? People having constant tears flowing, some even throwing up what they just ate. Those kids are dealt with by security guards, if they're lucky... But if they're not, they're dealt with by Lucas mentally torturing them or throwing them around like a doll. I tried my damn hardest to not fall. I kept running and running until my legs finally gave in and I tripped. I tried to pick myself up so desperately, even just for a minute... If I can just rest...

Barely even seconds and Lucas is standing in front of me. He picks me up by my hair and I yell out in pain trying to get him off.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Grk.. l-let me go! ARGH!"

He tightens his grip.

"I don't take orders from you. You take orders from me you understa-"

With all my raw emotions, I balled up my fist and gave him a punch that knocked his teeth out...

That's how I imagined it anyway, but still I managed to land a punch on his eye which made me let go and groan in pain, covering his right eye immediately. He quickly rebounded and charged towards me. I wanted to get away from him but my body was too damaged from all the training. Lucas then grabs my neck with one arm and was about to punch me in the face with the other. I braced for impact but was stopped by a loud voice that sounded like it came through a microphone shouting out "That's enough Lucas!".

I looked around to see who it was but they were nowhere to be seen. I slowly opened my eyes out seeing Lucas' fierce look on me. He then shifted his attention to a glass window that showed a silhouette of people. A deep intimidating voice then calls out.

"If you cause any more damage to my subjects there will be trouble. So I advise you to avoid losing your temper."

Just like that Lucas lets go and I just collapse on the ground.

"Training will end in approximately five minutes, slow down the pace."

I wonder what Athena is doing right now. Is she going through the same thing? I'd hate to imagine it. I was separated from her because we've been divided between girls and boys. Hopefully she's spared from all of this torture. With what strength I had left, I picked myself up. I noticed that there was like around ten or twelve people who kept going and trained a lot better compared to everyone in this hall. They ran and ran around the outskirts of the hall whilst some of them used the equipment in the middle of the facility. There was plenty of space for weights, tire pulling, treadmills with wires you have to connect to the suit and many more. Despite looking experienced, they still show the signs of struggle and pain. But there were four people from those people who kept going as if it was nothing.

Observing them made me realise that they were quite built for themselves. How old are they? That blonde guy looks around my age but has an athletic body, just how long has he been doing this? There is that other guy as well who I talked to in the dining hall. Now that I look at his figure, he seems pretty built himself as well. I need to find out more about this place.