The pure survivors

Chapter 1

Deep in the mountains where it's usually very quiet is now disturbed by the repetitive noise of shouting. When you look where the sound is coming from you find a facility which is partly covered by the mountains. The building looking pretty bleak seeing as all of it is made of concrete, with no other colors decorating the walls except for the boring gray which the concrete naturally is. In front of it is a grass training field with a lot of kids doing push-ups on it. Over and over the same voice shouts. "One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four."

The only person that is standing is the woman shouting the pace at which the others need to train. The woman is very short, having almost everybody tower over her. She is also very chubby, which is not something that you would suspect from a trainer. On top of her head are a bunch of greasy hairs that are slicked back. At first glance it might look like she put some gel in her hair to keep it in place, but the people who are familiar with her knew that it was instead her greasy head that needed to get a shower badly. The few thin strands of hair that aren't glued to her head are placed in a hair clip that sits on the back of her head. Her beady little eyes are squinted due to the bright sun that is beaming down on them. She was definitely not the definition of beauty and her clothes were not helping her in that department either. She was wearing a light gray shirt and some shorts of the same color. It was clear to see that her clothes were to small for her, the many folds piling out of her shirt and shorts effectively making her look somewhat like a roast.

In the middle of the training ground is a pale girl with blond hair that was kept in a high ponytail. She was wearing the same thing as all the other kids, a thin gray shirt and black shorts. Her shirt soaked with her sweat and little droplets of sweat were sliding down her arms. Her arms  moving quickly and efficiently to keep up with the brutal pace of the trainer. While her arms keep pushing her body off the ground and lowering herself right after, her mind is completely somewhere else. In her mind she is soaring trough the sky going as high as the clouds. During her flight she was doing amazing flips and tricks. While flying through a cloud she grabbed a piece of it and started shaping it. In a couple of seconds she changed the shapeless cloud into a cute bunny with big ears. All of a sudden the cloud bunny came to life and started to jump around the girl, the ears flopping around after it. The little bunny nuzzled his nose in the girls cheeck making her giggle. Then she started to fly around again but this time with her new bunny companion. Right there, high between the clouds, was truly a happy moment.

But it doesn't last long before she comes crashing back down on earth by the loud voice of her trainer. "That's a thousand. Quickly drink something before your next exercise." Slowly the pale girl lifted herself off the ground and started walking to her water bottle. While walking she pulled down her ponytail revealing a strand of dark blue hair sitting neatly on the left side of her face whilst the rest of her blond hair falls in waves down to her lower back. Her hazel eyes started to search for her water bottle which she had placed next to the other bottles. She wasn't really thirsty but she was wise enough to know that she had to drink after her workouts seeing as she didn't want to pass out on the training grounds. It didn't take her long to find it and after having taken a couple of sips from her water bottle she started to make her way back to her place on the training grounds.

After living here for so long she started to learn the training regime by heart. She has had the same regime for over six years now so it was only logical. For today they first had to do 500 squads, after that there are a 1000 push ups and finally a 15 kilometer run. She had already completed the first two tasks so next up was the 15 kilometer run. The girl didn't mind the exercises seeing as her body was used to the brutal training. Instead she quite enjoyed them because during the training she had all the time in the world to daydream. It was one of the few things that she thoroughly enjoyed.