"In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him. I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves. And then, in that very moment when I love them... I destroy them."
- Orson Scott Card, Ender's Game
Jessica studies the large body of water, her sky blue eyes reflecting from the sun. She was wearing black spendex shorts, along with a hoodie that stopped at her waist, along with a blue beanie, Jessica was also super skinny, which made every guy drool until their jaws nearly fell off. It was only five minutes until a test, THE TEST. 'The Test' is a test that happens when a probatio turns into a full out killing machine, and the test decides what Cohort, and what rank they will be assigned too, there has been rumours that some of the newbies get accepted into Centurio if their skills are truley shown, but those are just rumours, even then, the requirments for being a Centurio are raised if you are a girl.
Jessica feels a shiver go up her spine, as she hears the sound of the First Cohort start to march out of the Field of Mars, back from practice, their golden Gladii and their Scutums glowing against the sun that can even be blinding for some people, with the Aquilla raised high and mighty. They all marched in sync, perfect sync, no detail was different, and they all looked forward. The First Cohort was the elite Cohort, no dumbass was put into the first either, they were all male, and pure Roman. From birth they were trained, and they are still training for war, if there ever will be a war. Then the bell rings, the test has begun. All of the Romans are called to the Principia, the sound of two thousand feet bat against the ground as they all flock torwards the building, their armour fully polished, and Jessica followed, now in her Lorica Segmentata.
"Jessica Alyev," The first Cohort Centurion yells, and Jessica replies in a shy, normal voice, but for her it was yell, "Here!", causing some of the campers to snicker. No-one knew who Jessica really was, no-one knew who she liked, no-one even knew what her hair color was, and the people who did, forget really easily since they never cared, some of the guys thought she was really stupid as well. "Jessica Alyev, please step forward!" The Centurio yells. Jessica puts on a confused face, sweat rolling down her face as she steps forward, and the Centurio walks up to her face, "You will be our first contestant, lets see if you mothfucking has what it godamn takes". Jessica mouths 'oh shit' before she follows the Centurion into the Praetor Offices, where the test will decide her fate.
Two hours later, the results are announced to the ENITRE camp. The Centurion finnaly gets to Jessica, while some of the girl campers whisper to their friends, saying that she will be denied. Until the Centurion yells out with an enthusiastic voice, "Jessica Alyev is now being promoted to Centurio of the first Cohor, Roma Invicta!"