Chapter One: The Rile Up
Todays the day that people are chosen to volunteer. I'm already at the training center and so is my best friend Cato. Right when i get there Cato sees me and gives me
a hug. When he hugs me he takes all the air out of my lungs. " Can't breath" i gasp out. "Oh sorry" is he? No he can't be blushing can he? Oh well.
" It's ok don't feel bad" i say simply. We walk over to the the podium the trainers standing on when all the other trainees get here. We all go into seprate lines. One for girls one for boys. Both lines are a few metres away from a huge combat mat. I'm right in the front of the girls line.
" Clove Kentwell please come up to the mat" one of the trainers says. I strut up with a lot of confidence showing and my head up high. " The first one fighting Clove is Elizabeth" says that same trainer.
Elizabeth Shrimer is one of the most skilled in strength an weaponry. She's right up there with me but not as good. Elizabeth has curly chesnut colored hair and blue eyes. She has light freckles on her nose and cheeks. The only thing that is keeping me from being her friend is she acts like a bitch. She walks up confidently to the mat. Once shes up she strodes over to the center of the mat.
" Weapons or no weapons?" one of the Trainers asks us.
"Weapons" we both say in unison.
"Weapon of choice?" he asks cluelessly.
"Knives for me" I say harshly like he should already know this.
" A whip for me please" she says so sweetly it's sickening.
"Here you go ladies. On the count of three... one... two... three."
And then we begin
A/N: Thanks for reading. I'm gonna keep updating how long hold the next one go?
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~TheGirlWithTheKnives2~