Chapter 1
"Why should I study?" Natalya said indignantly.
"You must! The benefits of study's can often be greater than the statistics of fighting." Her instructor told her.
"I have no need of it!" Natalya said, her expression was slightly angered.
The instructors lips curved downwards and his voice, cold "It is your duty for all we and the Furans have done for you. Is it not?".
"No, I have done enough study for my entire life," Natalya tried to hold strong but her instuctors patience grew ever thiner.
"Yet you fail your test!". Natalya shivered at the word, 'Fail'.
She was a failure... "And now you must be punished!".
The instuctors voice broke through her thoughts. He shoved her out the door and into the holding rooms. He returned with a whip. Natalya stared at the floor, masking her emotions.
"Look up! In my eyes, Now!" The instructor said coldly, "This is for your own good!".
Whip! "No pain! It is only a weakness. A weakness of your mind,".
Whip! No pain...no pain. The whip broke through her raw skin.
Whip! Just a trick of the mind.
Whip! The pain broke throughout her body. 'You weak' she remembered.
Whip! A failure. Even to herself. Her thick red blood dripped onto the cold stone floor and she fell to her knees in desperation.
"Get up!" Her instructor growled at her before slapping her head to the side. She clambered upwards before collapsing once more and her vision became clouded.
"You stay here tonight." Her instructor stormed out slamming the door. Leaving her in the darkness.
Her eyes fluttered shut and she lay alone on the floor, whimpering in pain...
...a failure