A/N: hey everybody sorry it took so long to get the third chappy up. I had TAKS test all last week so I couldn't get into the library to upload it to the web site. Have fun reading!

Warning: this story (not necessarily this chapter) had uber ouches and hurts so if you don't like any of that stuff I suggest that you don't read! There will be comfort for said characters and there might just be a happy ending! So keep on reading!

Chapter Three

They rested for a week they got to the Wall. They were to begin their training after the week was up. All of the boys would train for 4 months learning and perfecting horsemanship, and learning to fight with any kind of weapon: spears, swords, daggers, bows and arrows, maces, axes their fist and even their shields as weapons as well as defense from attacks. They learned how to give a blow how to take one, how to make quick kills, fast stabs, and the best places to hit a man so that he'll bleed out and die slowly. By the end of the last two months the knights had picked their weapons of choice. Tristian had a bow and arrows and a sword that was slightly curved at the end given to him by his father before he left.

"Take this Tristian, it was mine when I was a knight. Use it to not only protect yourself but others as well."

"Thank you Papa, it would so me a great honor to wield your mighty sword."

"It is only made mighty by its wielder. Remember that Tristian."

Galahad, who turned out to be a very good fighter and could fight with anything thrown at him, right down to a tree branch, favored his bow and a short sword. Gawain and Dagonet favored axes and maces to any other weapon, but could also fight with swords. Bors was an excellent marks man and could hit anything with an arrow, but preferred two knifes whose handles one could slip their hands into the middle of. Since Lancelot could fight well with both hands, he went to the blacksmith and had twin swords made, which made him even more deadly.

While they were training the knights noticed at times that there would be a group of Romans watching them intently and taking notes on how they fought. What they didn't know was that they watched them while they were having their free time. They watched how they reacted to certain things and took notes on the personalities of each boy. At the end of the boys training the Romans had all the boys line up and told them to step up when their names were called.

"I wonder what they want." Galahad whispered to Tristian. Tristian just shrugged his shoulders. The Romans called his name first then three others. After this the Romans told the other boys that they would have six months to prefect their weaponry and horsemanship. When the boys left the Romans turned back to the four boys.

"This training is going to be harder then any you have yet had. You will learn how to track, how to go for days with out food or rest, how to ignore pain…"

'Well this should be fun I already know how to s most of those things, I'm glad my Pa took me out on those hunting trips when I was younger.' Thought Tristian as the Roman continued.

"… And at the end you learn the art of falconry. If you survive that long." The Roman said with a smile.

Tristian's head popped up at the word falconry, he had seen some me with falcons who helped them hunt and always thought it might be fun to train a falcon of his own.

"Your training will begin tomorrow."

"What shall we be training for?" asked the boy to Tristian's left. He rolled his eyes 'As if it isn't obvious already.'

"You will learn to scout out herbs, roads, and armies that the other boys will have difficulty finding with silence and stealth on your side."

"So we're training to be scouts." Said the other boy, Tristian just shook his head.

"Get a good nights sleep we start early tomorrow."

When Tristian go to back to the barracks that he shared with Gawain, Galahad, Bors, Dagonet, Lancelot and two other boys they all looked up at him with a questioning look in their eyes. Tristian just half smiled and went to bed.

"What did they want?" Galahad asked.

"Nothing Just extra training."

"But your one of the best fighters here why so you need more training?" Asked Gawain as he and the others came over to Tristian's bed.

"It's scout training." The boys all looked at each other.

The next day a Roman came before dawn to get Tristian and the other three boys. When they got out side he said, "Today we are going to go inside the forest and learn herbs that you can use for healing, poisons, or eating if there is nothing left."

"But the forest is over two days ride away!" one of the boys named Kay said. The Roman smiled.

"If you're afraid to ride into a forest and pick some flowers then you should just stay here." Said the boy name Jerric. Tristian was thinking the same thing but kept his mouth closed.

"Oh it's going to be more then picking flowers, you'll have to watch out for Woads and might even have to fight some off, but you'll have a Roman watching you and another teaching you. At the end when you finish with the herbs there will be a surprise." At this the Roman smiled wickedly.

'I don't like that smile.'

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