Author's note:

Hi again! Who new I'd be able to get another chapter done so soon! If you're reading this on a laptop or tablet, well done! You have found the fanfiction website! If you are reading this from your toilet, you are hallucinating! As I said before, Aaron will be narrating every chapter from now on. I think I only have one review so far and that's from my BROTHER. Please review!

By the way, a BEAUFONT is like a huge ponytail on top of your head (thanks Mam!)

OK, on with the story!

Chapter 1- The Testing

"Aaron, you're up!" Patty yelled. This was it! My time to shine and finally get a leader to go on adventures with! I crashed through the doors, stopped, and stood up straight, making full use of my height, albeit I was so skinny that you could see my bones when I breathed in. I was wearing wayfarers clothes, cotton trousers and sandals along with a bandana to hide my unruly mop of purple hair. My brown eyes shone with excitement and the candlelight from each table cast a soft glow on my tanned skin. I was only 16 but most people confuse me for someone around 20 years old! I glanced over to my new potential leader. she was pretty small and thin and carried a iron fan and a leather shield. Minstrel, I thought. Trust me to get an entertainer as a leader instead of someone more serious like a warrior or a thief. At least minstrels have some magic skills, I thought. It was better than having no extra attack magic on my team, I suppose. She was sporting some scale armour along with a headband and some weird stockings and shoes. Her deep blue hair fell loosely to her shoulders and she had a pair of piercing green eyes that sparkled with kindness.

"This is Izzy." Patty explained. "She's looking for a mage to join her team."

Izzy smiled. "I need a healer and a powerhouse in my team, but that's only 2 people."

"So what? I'm just filling in the empty space?" I said angrily. My first possible leader and I'm not one of the necessities.

Izzy realised what she had just said. "No, no, no! I didn't mean it like that. It was supposed to mean that I'm choosing you over a thief or another minstrel. Sorry!"

I grinned. "S'ok. I really want to go travelling and help people and you've made up for it so it's alright now."

"Okay!" said Patty cheerfully. "Aaron, it's time to show Izzy what you can do!"

We went into the training room. It was where us hopeful party members came to train and, when we might be getting into a team, where we demonstrated our prowess. I ventured over to the Mage Station.

"Let's start with shield." Patty said. I stood in front of the shield section and held up the pot lid we used for practice. Suddenly, a shower of arrows with blunt heads was fired at me from the machine a few metres away. I managed to block them all successfully but one. Izzy clapped with approval as I walked over to the wand station, gaining confidence.

The wand section was basically fencing with a bog-standard wand. The mechanical dummy came at me with a wooden stick designed to look like a sword. I managed to block most of the attacks and eventually succeeded in hitting the dummy's hand, making it drop the sword/stick. Wand was not my strong suit. Wanting to move on quickly, I moved to the whip section. In this section, you had to use the whip to disarm the dummy and then use the dummy's weapon against it by wrapping your whip around it and lashing it across the dummy's face. I did this OK and managed to get some applause from Izzy. Now it was time for the knife section.

The knife section was simple, assassinate the dummy. I lacerated it in 10 seconds flat. My 2 spectators were awestruck. It was now time for the magic section, this separates the wizards from the wannabes.

With my weapon of choice (the knife) in hand, I casted Frizz (I'm level 10 but you need to use Frizz). But instead of a ball of fire being sent at the dummy, my knife was covered in a burning flame. I then proceeded to stab the dummy. The blazing knife found the spot where a human's heart would be. I turned to face my audience and counted to 3 on my fingers. On 3, the dummy exploded and in it's place was a piece of smouldering cloth on a wooden pole. I grinned, took a bow and put the weapons and shield back on their stands. Izzy placed a bronze knife and a leather shield in my hand.

"Yes!" I shouted, I was on Cloud 9. I was part of a team!

"I'll have a healer next so that means a priest!" Izzy informed Patty.

"I hear ya, Hon." Patty said. She turned to the dorms (where us hopefuls slept and spent our time) "Mel, you're up!" A thin, dark skinned girl with her dark red hair in a beaufont and purple eyes ran through. She introduced herself to Izzy, she's so professional (as always!) even though she's just 14. Mel was one of my best friends. We had been the first to come to Project Party (what Patty does in the inn) and had clicked in the first 5 minutes. She was also level 10 and was wearing a headband, a leather dress, cotton trousers and a pair of leather shoes.

We proceeded to the Priest station where she beat the shield and wand sections with apparent ease. The healing section was next (it's just healing a wound) and she passed with flying colours. I felt a pang of sympathy as she wandered rather reluctantly to the staff section. The staff section was all about grace and speed. You had to beat the dummy up but not with sharp, jagged moves like with a sword. After about 10 minutes Mel struggled to an elegant halt. Eager to move on, she came to the spear section. The spear section was quite like the knife section. Mel handled her weapon with ease. She took a few running jabs at it before hurling it through the dummy's head where it sailed right through the head and got lodged in the wall. She had a leather shield and an iron lance in her hand in the following 30 seconds. Both of us were on the same team! it was amazing!

"Right!" Said Izzy merrily. "I'll have a martial artist for my powerhouse." Mel and I grinned at each other, there was currently only one martial artist in Project Party and he was our other best friend.

"Luke, you're up!" Patty yelled for (hopefully) the third and final time. My best friend Luke ran through the door, no doubt knowing that we had both been accepted due to our long absence. Luke was a dark skinned 17 year old boy that made up for his small size with his huge muscles. He had no hair except for a dark brown mohawk that went right through the middle of his head. He was wearing a training top, training trousers, leather shoes and a leather hat. His grey eyes were glistening with excitement at the prospect of going travelling with his 2 best friends. He then remembered that Patty was present and turned shy, mumbling a small hello to her. He had a huge crush on Patty and really any girl he found to be really pretty. But he wasn't going to let his lack of confidence with pretty girls prevent him from realising his dreams. We walked over to the Martial Artist station. He started with the fisticuffs section, which was basically breaking a board with his hands. This was easy for him due to his massive muscles. He then moved on to the fan section.

The fan section was trying to the keep a shower of flower petals in the air up by fanning them while trying to hit the dummy at the same time. Luke was awkward with a fan and by the time the dummy had been defeated, half the petals were on the floor. The claw section was next. The claw section was nearly identical to the knife section. Luke handled the claws better than the fan and soon had the dummy in shreds. It was the staff he excelled at though. He was as graceful as a gazelle and also had the dummy's head rolling on the floor in 5 whacks. The final test was speed and deftness, it was just the shield section but instead of using a shield against the arrows you have to dodge and somersault to avoid them. Luke did this without breaking a sweat. Izzy walked over to him and placed a carrying pole in his hands.

"Congratulations, all three of you!" Izzy began. "You are now officially part of my team!" Izzy was then smothered by a group hug from Luke, Mel and I. We were in a team together and our leader had bought us high quality weapons!"

"Ok." Izzy said once she could breathe again. "This is your last night living in the Quester's Rest unless I need to do something alone so make sure to pack your stuff. Understand?"

We understood perfectly.

That night as I lay in bed, I thanked the Almighty that we were going on this trip together. Little did I know, the Almighty hadn't received my thanks. In fact, he hadn't received any prayers at all recently...

Author's note:

OOOOOH, dramatic ending! I'm so glad I got this chapter finished, it took me all day coz we kept going in and out of the house! I hope you liked it (yes even you hallucinating people) and come back for more. Once again, pleasepleasePLEASE review!

happy reading!