"A ten, hut!" General Shafter screamed at the Intermediate team, which
included Nikole. He started to walk around and toward the back where Nikole
stood doing jumping jacks. Out of all the Orders at Sermine's, General
Shafter was not only the scariest but was also the strictest and hardest,
and Nikole feared him. "Ah, good job, Miss Piper. Now drop and give me
twenty!"
"Sir, yes, sir!" Nikole yelled and dropped to the floor and gave him twenty push-ups.
"Very good, Piper. Now, answer me this. Where were you last night? Lilac team was looking for you."
Nikole stood and looked him straight into his green eyes. "Slaying vampires, sir!"
He raised his eyebrows, seemingly impressed. "Good, Piper. How many?"
"Three, sir!"
"Was that your best?"
"Sir, yes, sir!"
"How many are you going to slay tonight?" "Five, sir!"
General Shafter walked away and yelled to Intermediate team, "Diiiissssmisssed!" He continued on walking away, leaving the Intermediate team to sit on the ground and breathe.
"Tough, isn't he?" Solomon Brady, a Master in his Degree of Discipline, came toward Nikole.
"Very." Nikole walked toward Tom and sat next to him and Solomon followed. "Have the Dursley's come yet?"
Tom shrugged.
"Not yet. Should be coming by around two, I 'spect," replied Solomon.
"Thanks," Nikole answered, her brown eyes shining. "Anyways, better get going to Scuba. See ya, later."
"Bye," they replied and continued talking.
*
"Now, today we will be learning how to swim with the sharks," began Lieutenant Clusters. She walked from the beginning to the end of the line on the dock, the boys and girls all dressed in their bathing suits rather than the scuba gear provided. "Great White Sharks, to be exact."
The students didn't gasp, for they knew this day would come. They just breathed in and out loudly.
"Now, the Great Whites will not be muzzled and are able to bite you and even kill you, but they wont. They were trained to fight, not to kill, humans. If they bite you, they bite you and you might die, which you shouldn't. And can someone please tell why you won't?" She looked at them. "Cynthia?"
Cynthia Holt looked at Lieutenant Clusters and replied, "Because we've been practicing and training for this day, ma'am!"
"Good," Lieutenant Clusters smiled. "Now-"
"Sorry, to interrupt, Lieutenant, but this family is here for the tour," Captain Jippers, of the Navy team, said. A family followed him onto the dock. They were the Dursleys.
"Very well, Captain. Please, they will be fine now." Lieutenant Clusters motioned them to the benches beside the closed area of the English Channel. "These students will be swimming with the sharks, just so you know." She looked at us and replied, "Who'd like to go first?"
No one answered. No one raised they're hand. No one stepped forward. And that meant that they wanted Lieutenant to choose for them.
"All right, then. Miss Piper, would you like to go first?"
"Yes, ma'am." Nikole, in a black two-piece, stepped forward and next to Lieutenant Clusters.
"All right. Now, you, and the others, will not be using the oxygen tanks that we had practiced with. Will you make it?"
Everyone knew the answer to that. No one should reply no to that question, and they all knew it. "Yes, ma'am," Nikole answered.
"Please undo your hair, Miss Piper."
Nikole nodded and removed her white hair tie and handed it over to Lieutenant Clusters. "Thank you." She cleared her throat, as Nikole stood closer to the in-closed water. "Now, jump in whenever you're ready."
"Yes, ma'am." Nikole breathed in heavily and could feel all eyes on her, especially Harry's wonderful blue ones. She stood back a ways and took a run at it. She ran and jumped into the freezing cold water.
The water stung her skin and bones with its frozen temperature. She swam up to the surface and she could her clapping from her piers, but ignored them. She knew there were sharks in the very water she was in; she took a deep breath and dive back down.
Under the water, she could barely see, and within milliseconds she knew: they had contaminated the water with salt...lots of salt so no one could be able to see and had to just rely on their senses to find the sharks and stay under for ten minutes.
She swam a ways and quickly felt for objects and any quick movements in the water. She thought she was safe when she found a nice, rough rock to rest on until she needed a breath, but was utterly wrong. She instantaneously felt a sharp movement...from the right...now it was on the left. It was circling around her. She turned every which way and knew there was more than one.
And one of them jerked at her and tackled her right into the rock and right into a sharp, jagged edge of it. She screamed and could feel air bubbles float up to the surface and she knew that these sharks were NOT trained to not harm humans. They were trained to hurt humans.
She decided to open her eyes and did. She looked down at the shark, his great white fangs digging into her side with blood racing out. Looking up, she saw more coming this way. Feeling for any weapon, she found a sharper rock that cut her palm when she found it and hit the shark across the head. It jerked away, tearing her skin. She found an opportunity. She swam up to the surface.
Once on the surface, her piers were standing right on the boundary line by the in-closed ocean and helped her up. She lay on the ground and could feel the sun beat down her and the pain of her side still lingered. She wasn't about to go back in there but knew she had to. She had to kill them, cause if they just let the sharks go, they could hurt more people, and if they kept it, who knows what damage they could do to the navy ships?
She tried to sit up, but couldn't. Her world went black and she lay there unconscious.
"Sir, yes, sir!" Nikole yelled and dropped to the floor and gave him twenty push-ups.
"Very good, Piper. Now, answer me this. Where were you last night? Lilac team was looking for you."
Nikole stood and looked him straight into his green eyes. "Slaying vampires, sir!"
He raised his eyebrows, seemingly impressed. "Good, Piper. How many?"
"Three, sir!"
"Was that your best?"
"Sir, yes, sir!"
"How many are you going to slay tonight?" "Five, sir!"
General Shafter walked away and yelled to Intermediate team, "Diiiissssmisssed!" He continued on walking away, leaving the Intermediate team to sit on the ground and breathe.
"Tough, isn't he?" Solomon Brady, a Master in his Degree of Discipline, came toward Nikole.
"Very." Nikole walked toward Tom and sat next to him and Solomon followed. "Have the Dursley's come yet?"
Tom shrugged.
"Not yet. Should be coming by around two, I 'spect," replied Solomon.
"Thanks," Nikole answered, her brown eyes shining. "Anyways, better get going to Scuba. See ya, later."
"Bye," they replied and continued talking.
*
"Now, today we will be learning how to swim with the sharks," began Lieutenant Clusters. She walked from the beginning to the end of the line on the dock, the boys and girls all dressed in their bathing suits rather than the scuba gear provided. "Great White Sharks, to be exact."
The students didn't gasp, for they knew this day would come. They just breathed in and out loudly.
"Now, the Great Whites will not be muzzled and are able to bite you and even kill you, but they wont. They were trained to fight, not to kill, humans. If they bite you, they bite you and you might die, which you shouldn't. And can someone please tell why you won't?" She looked at them. "Cynthia?"
Cynthia Holt looked at Lieutenant Clusters and replied, "Because we've been practicing and training for this day, ma'am!"
"Good," Lieutenant Clusters smiled. "Now-"
"Sorry, to interrupt, Lieutenant, but this family is here for the tour," Captain Jippers, of the Navy team, said. A family followed him onto the dock. They were the Dursleys.
"Very well, Captain. Please, they will be fine now." Lieutenant Clusters motioned them to the benches beside the closed area of the English Channel. "These students will be swimming with the sharks, just so you know." She looked at us and replied, "Who'd like to go first?"
No one answered. No one raised they're hand. No one stepped forward. And that meant that they wanted Lieutenant to choose for them.
"All right, then. Miss Piper, would you like to go first?"
"Yes, ma'am." Nikole, in a black two-piece, stepped forward and next to Lieutenant Clusters.
"All right. Now, you, and the others, will not be using the oxygen tanks that we had practiced with. Will you make it?"
Everyone knew the answer to that. No one should reply no to that question, and they all knew it. "Yes, ma'am," Nikole answered.
"Please undo your hair, Miss Piper."
Nikole nodded and removed her white hair tie and handed it over to Lieutenant Clusters. "Thank you." She cleared her throat, as Nikole stood closer to the in-closed water. "Now, jump in whenever you're ready."
"Yes, ma'am." Nikole breathed in heavily and could feel all eyes on her, especially Harry's wonderful blue ones. She stood back a ways and took a run at it. She ran and jumped into the freezing cold water.
The water stung her skin and bones with its frozen temperature. She swam up to the surface and she could her clapping from her piers, but ignored them. She knew there were sharks in the very water she was in; she took a deep breath and dive back down.
Under the water, she could barely see, and within milliseconds she knew: they had contaminated the water with salt...lots of salt so no one could be able to see and had to just rely on their senses to find the sharks and stay under for ten minutes.
She swam a ways and quickly felt for objects and any quick movements in the water. She thought she was safe when she found a nice, rough rock to rest on until she needed a breath, but was utterly wrong. She instantaneously felt a sharp movement...from the right...now it was on the left. It was circling around her. She turned every which way and knew there was more than one.
And one of them jerked at her and tackled her right into the rock and right into a sharp, jagged edge of it. She screamed and could feel air bubbles float up to the surface and she knew that these sharks were NOT trained to not harm humans. They were trained to hurt humans.
She decided to open her eyes and did. She looked down at the shark, his great white fangs digging into her side with blood racing out. Looking up, she saw more coming this way. Feeling for any weapon, she found a sharper rock that cut her palm when she found it and hit the shark across the head. It jerked away, tearing her skin. She found an opportunity. She swam up to the surface.
Once on the surface, her piers were standing right on the boundary line by the in-closed ocean and helped her up. She lay on the ground and could feel the sun beat down her and the pain of her side still lingered. She wasn't about to go back in there but knew she had to. She had to kill them, cause if they just let the sharks go, they could hurt more people, and if they kept it, who knows what damage they could do to the navy ships?
She tried to sit up, but couldn't. Her world went black and she lay there unconscious.