As soon as we exited our dorms we were confronted by the teachers who organized us in our groups, gave us all a pair of gloves, and blindfolded us. The gloves I could feel, had a strange magical aura. Whatever il see what they do later, but for now we were bing quarantined into trucks? That's my guess. The "truck" started moving and every so often the truck would stop and one kid would be pulled out. After about 20 minutes I'm grabbed by the arm and pulled out. I could hear the truck continue on its journey. I immediately ripped off my blindfold and looked around. I had no idea were I was, now I think they dropped us off according to we're we didn't help construction. I was in front of a house with a tall fence. I hopped it and squatted low to check my surroundings. It was a small house made of plywood and nails, ( thats what the entire neighborhood is made of)with a big back yard. I checked the house but found nothing of use for survival, so I sat and waited.
After about an hour I heard rustling from a bush about 10 yards from me. I jumped up to a fighting stance as a boy, a little older than me, rush towards my with a bronze sword held high. Tapping into my magic, a paper thin pad of light energy materialized on the back side of my lower left arm. The boy swung down at me, as he had raised the sword above his head with both hands. I brought up my arm and rotated it counterclockwise to parry his swing. His blade glanced harmlessly off my energy pad. With his sword down I took this time to send a right jab at his nose. He must of be a son of Ares because he skillfully dodged it and took a swing at my collar bone. I brought up my arm just in time to block it and made a quick right and left jab at his head. He ducked under the blows and sliced open my abdomen. Thinking he was victorious he lowered his guard, and that's when I delivered an uppercut straight to his jaw with a fist of glowing green energy. He toppled like a rag doll and as soon as he did i clutched my stomach and grimaced. I imagined my stomach together again and looked down as yellowish healing light emitted from my palms. Soon my stomach was whole again but what was left behind was a horrible itching feeling in my abdomen(that's what happens when you use healing magic).I picked up his weapon. It was a long sword with a broad blade and a two handed pommel. This is defiantly not my kind of weapon. I prefer something light and fast allowing a free hand to cast hexes and spells. Suddenly I sensed the same strange aura, but on the boys gloves. I could now see his gloves were faintly glowing. As I tried to push his limp body over I was stopped by a hexagonal patterned bubble which surrounded him. So that's what the gloves did, the protected you from further harm. Ok I think I can actually survive through this.