Hey! Okay, a real chapter this time xD Anyway, I've actually deleted the previous chapter and added it on to this one so if you were one of the first few people to read this story, just feel free to skip to the part that you were up to.
Hope you guys enjoy and be sure to R&R!
I looked around aimlessly, not really wanting to go to my next training session. Mostly because of my trainer, Alan. It's not like he was mean or anything, more like because President Shinra 'assigned' me to lean how to fight with the Shuriken and they're described as the most difficult weapons to master. And besides, I was only a new recruit! But that's not the worst part, I'm only eight!
Ever since my parents had died in a car crash when I was three, I had got moved to an orphanage. It wasn't all that bad, but I practically had no friends. No one really talked to me, I was kind of like a wall-flower. I would be person that would rather blend in than stand out. Someone that would rather listen and learn then be the one talking. I'm not anti-social, more on the shy side.
But that changed when on my fifth birthday, an male employee from Shinra came to select a child to take back to Shinra. The employee said that whoever was the fittest would go back with him. After a few little 'races' and 'competitions', I had out-preformed most of the other kids but there was one boy that I had just beaten. I was sure that the man would take the boy. Surprisingly, he took me.
I was real excited when I heard about this, but that was only because we didn't even know what this so called 'Shinra' was. We thought it was a modern city of some sort, but Shinra is far from what we thought it was. I'm really happy that the boy didn't get chosed, because this place is horrible.
When I first arrived at the Shinra building, I was so excited! I can't even explain how excited I was. It was just so polished and clean, just perfect compared to the orphanage I had lived in for two years.
But then, I had to attend an academy. I was really behind all the kids there, but it didn't take much for me to catch on. School wasn't my main focus though, it was trying to actually make a few friends. But when I started to catch on to the kids who were older than me, I was starting to earn the title 'Teachers Pet'. I didn't really know what that meant at first, so I was pretty happy I had learned a nickname, but after I had started getting teased I had pretty much tried to avoid people as much as possible.
I think that was how I got my shy and quiet personality.
"Cissnei, there you are!" I heard my trainer call. Slightly shocked, I whirred around pretending to be sweet and innocent.
"Sorry!" I smiled. "I... Got lost." I lied smoothly, something tells me I'm going to be lying a lot in the future. Alan grinned, not seeming to pick up the lie.
"That's alright." He walked up to be and put his hand on my shoulder. "It's one of your first time on this floor anyway." I nodded, at least that wasn't a complete lie. He lead me up into an elevator and pressed 54. I presumed that was where I was going to be going from now on.
I sighed inwardly. Honestly, I would still rather go to the 'academy' that we had. It was a lot more people but more efficient in my opinion. We would do some very advanced Mathematics, then some English and some other topics. But the part I would usually look forward to is definitely P.E, I'm not really known as the 'nerdy little kid' anymore, more like the 'person who was awesome at sports'. Well, I'd like to think that. But I think all the 'bullies' would kind of respect me more when I cleared a jump that they couldn't do or when I hit the bulls-eye in an aiming exercise. But when it came to the exams, everyone envied me.
At the end of the year, we would have to sit algebra tests as well as fitness tests to be a Turk, this was like a rookie Turk training centre. And this year, I had finally passed. Still, it's not like I would actually be much help! I'm only eight years old, for crying out loud!
Ding!
The small ding snapped me out of my somewhat dazed state. Alan once again, lead me into the training room. It was full of targets, with obvious bullet marks. There was some occasional unused ones but I doubt that they'll last a minute of shooting before they'll turn into an old scrappy one.
After passing all of the targets. He lead me into a room with some manikins and some shurikens laid out on a table, 'I guess I'm supposed to choose one of them...'
"Cissnei?" Alan asked, standing next to the metal table with a wide range of weapon choices. He motioned for me to come closer to select one. "I'm guessing you know what these are?"I nodded, showing no emotion.
"Yeah, they're shurikens." I said calmly. I looked around to see which one I like, although the color schemes aren't that good.
"That's good." He smiled and picked up a black one and handed it to me. "Here, you try and use this to hit one of those manikins over there." He pointed to some that were about ten meters away. "This is the most easiest one to handle." I grabbed it from one of its blades. He looked back at me, he froze and then quickly corrected me. "No, you don't hold it like that!" He grabbed one and showed me the correct way. "You hold it from the metal, not the blade with one hand." Nervously, he laughed.
I felt kind of stupid for doing that, I quickly changed the positioning. He smiled now, that was a good change from the panicked and jumpy Alan. By far. "Good," he quickly commented. "Now stand in a comfortable stance." I did what I was told. "And throw it." He said simply. I frowned at his lame explanation.
"How?" He sighed.
"You do know how to throw a boomerang right?" He raised an eyebrow. I nodded slowly, still not catching on. "Just like that!"
"That's easy!" I raised my right hand back to my left shoulder and attempted to hit the one in the middle, I gathered some strength and threw it as hard as I could so I could make sure there was enough force. By the time it was flying through the air, I was pretty happy with myself. It was gliding and it hit the manikin right in the chest. "Yes!" I jumped out of joy. But that quickly stopped when I saw that it was flying right back at me!
I buckled my knees instinctively and dropped to the ground, avoiding the black blade that was going to slice my head off. I heard Alan chuckle slightly behind me. I stood up, still rather shaky to look back at him. He was calmly leaning against the wall with the black one caught, in his right hand. He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards me. "Didn't I warn you it was like a boomerang?" He asked, smirking. I frowned and looked at the ground. "Okay, I'll tell you what you're doing wrong," he said while wiping his smirk off his face. He handed back my 'weapon', more like a test weapon to me though. "You threw it way to hard." I was confused.
"Why though?" I tried to argue with him. "I still hit the manikin!" I pointed at the one in the middle, that now had a slice right through the middle.
"Okay, I must admit..." He said, slightly giving in. "That's probably the best ever first tries I've ever seen but what's the point if you can't even catch the shuriken when it comes back?" I frowned thoughtfully. "You'll take about ten seconds trying to get it back and by then... Well who knows? They could have got you by then!" I flinched at the thought of being held hostage or being tortured.
"Okay..." He smiled, seeing that I had finally understood. "You have to throw it hard enough to hit the target, yet still gentler enough for it to come back so you can catch it." He said calmly.
"But how am I supposed how hard that is?" I raised my voice angrily. He waved it off.
"Well, I don't know!" I frowned yet again. "It's your strength." My expression softened, he had a point there. "And you can come in here to practice by yourself if you want to." He said nonchalantly.
"You don't need a keycard?" I asked, that was pretty surprising.
"No, but you have ID on you right? Because you were supposed to get it a week ago..." He said, scratching his head. His black hair was now more flat in that area now. " Anyway, you just need ID and then you're good to go!" He said rather happily. His watch began to beep, he glanced at it and turned the alarm off. "Well, it's nearly twelve and our session just ended so you better go get some lunch," He began to walk out side while I examined my shuriken more closely. "Oh," he spun around and began to walk backwards while talking to me. "You'll still have that selection of shurikens there!" He shouted back to me. "And I'm going to be out on a mission tomorrow so no training but the next day there will be!" He shouted even louder this time, he turned around and pulled open the door and made his way back to the main corridor.
I placed the shuriken down and went in the direction he had left in, wanting to get quickly to my waiting lunch. It felt like my stomach was starting to turn inside out, despite the fact that I didn't do much exercise at all.
Finally, after training for one and a half hours and earning a couple of cuts and bruises, I was absolutely exhausted. And I had learned a few things. Like; that all shurikens have a name! That actually came as a surprise to me, I mean, I just thought that they were all called shurikens... And turns out the black and silver one that I was using was called 4-point Shuriken, pretty lame name in my opinion. I mean, it has four points and it's a shuriken! Real original.
But other than the little progress I had made, it was actually surprisingly really empty in the shuriken training room. Only two or three professional users and then me, the new recruit. The old Turks actually thought I had broken in until I had shown them my ID, guess that just shows how merciless a Turk has to be... They can kill a child with no hesitation.
Hope you enjoyed ;) And sorry if there are a few grammatical errors and if this story is moving VERY slowly... D: (Also sorry if this chapter was too short...)Also, I HAVE decided to stick this story to the end, and could you guys tell me if this is your preferred chapter length? (Smaller, bigger, okay)
Yes, the shuriken that Cissnei's using is the same as Yuffie's first weapon. :D
And you guys be sure to check out 'I want to be a Turk!' By aichioluv and also 'Storm' by Samantha Sheffield. (They're also Turk related stories)
Please review~! And yes, I DO take anonymous reviews!
