Chapter 3:Training Day
Setsuna awoke refreshed. For the first time since her mother had died, she had gotten a good night sleep. She sat up and stretched her arms then rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Startled by her surrounds, she remembered all that had happened the pervious day. Not too long after she had awoken, a soft knock sounded from the door. "Yes," She answered the knock timidly. In walked one the boys wearing that black and blue uniform. Her body stiffened, afraid of what he might do to her.
"Here," he placed a small pile of folded clothing on the end of her bed. "Put this on and be ready within a half an hour. Strategos will be by to inform you." Then he left as quickly as he came. She looked at the clothes confused. Huh? What's going on? She wondered. Then in came a young maid wearing a long grey dress that stopped just above her ankles and she wore a long white apron over her dress.
"I'll help you get ready milady." She spoke with a British sounding accent. Setsuna nodded slightly and got out of bed. She walked towards the waiting woman cautiously. "Go stand behind that changing wall and I'll hand you your clothing in order of when to put them on." Setsuna then went and did as she had been instructed. Once she was all dressed, she came out from behind the wall to show the maid. She smiled slightly then stopped. "Here, sit down for a minute." She pulled out a chair to the middle of the room for her to sit on. Once seated, the maid began to first comb Setsuna's hair then began to braid the hair into a long and tight braid. "There, now your hair will stay out of your face. Just stay here until Lord Folken comes by." She said and left.
Setsuna walked over to a mirror above the dresser and looked at herself in shock. She looked much like the other soldiers there except her armour was not black and blue but black and a deep gold. She stood in front of the mirror pondering about why she was given this armour. She would even admit she wasn't the fighting type. Did this mean she would have to fight? Setsuna sat back down on the bed thinking and hoping it didn't mean what she had assumed.
A knock sounded from the door but she ignored it. A few seconds later, in walked Folken. "Setsuna," He began as he pulled out a chair and sat down in front of her. "There is something you must know." She looked up at him concerned and afraid but with one look in those eyes of his, she was able to calm herself down. "That marking on your shoulder is a very special marking. It means that you are the chosen warrior." Setsuna looked at him trying to take in what he had said. "It also means that you are the strongest and most skilled sword fighter here on Gaea." She took in a deep breath and opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. "Starting this morning, you'll be trained to awaken your hidden skills." He stood up and headed to the door. He gestured for her to follow. She stood up as well and walked down the hallway with him.
When they reached their destination, Folken opened the large steel doors with ease. Setsuna looked around the immense room and saw many of the soldiers in there sword fighting with each other. They all looked very talented and skilled which brought fear to her. Setsuna then saw that silver hair boy fighting with another one of the soldiers. With three strikes of his sword, the soldier was on the ground.
"Dilandau," Folken called. Dilandau sheathed his sword and walked over to Folken.
"What is it Strategos?" He asked annoyed.
"Here is you assignment." He moved out of the way revealing that girl he had found in the woods. "This is Setsuna. You are to train to be a soldier under my command."Dilandau got a sour look on his face as Folken left.
"Do you know how to use a sword girl?" He asked her in a bitter tone. Setsuna sallowed hard and shook her head no. "This is going to be a long day," Dilandau said to himself. "Come," He gestured for her to follow. They went into a smaller, isolated room. There he handed her a samurai style sword, much like the one he had. The entire morning, he taught her how to handle the sword. The more his lessons went on, the quicker she began to learn. It seemed that what Folken had told that the training would awaken her hidden skills was happening. From the moment she first held the sword, memories of some kind began to flood her mind slowly.
By the end of the day, both herself and Dilandau were shocked at her abilities. Never had he trained someone who was able to lean these skills so quickly. Both retired to their rooms after their training. Setsuna laid on her bed thinking about pretty much everything. She thought mostly about the training. Holding the sword gave her a strange sensation but familiar feeling. She placed her hands on her head, trying to sort out her thoughts. After thinking for what seemed like an hour, she began to remove her armour and put on the black leather pants and gold coloured tunic. She went around the room and turned off the lights. She then went and laid under the covers on her bed. Just before she went to sleep, she blew out the candle which was burning on a night table beside the bed.
