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Chapter 3:Training Day
Setsuna awoke refreshed. For the first time since her mother had died, she had gotten a good night sleep. She slowly sat up and stretched out her arms before rubbing the sleep from her eyes. At first she was startled by her surrounds, but then quickly 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 timidly. The door slid open and in walked one the boys wearing a 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." He left as quickly as he came. Setsuna looked at the clothes confused. Huh? What's going on? She wondered and began to push away the bed sheets. The door slid open once more and in came a young maid wearing a long grey dress with a long white apron.
"I'll help you get ready miss." She spoke with a heavy sounding accent. Setsuna nodded slightly and got out of bed. She walked towards the waiting woman cautiously. "Go stand behind that changing screen 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 Setsuna was all dressed, she came out from behind the screen nervously 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 tightly. "There, now your hair will stay out of your face. Just stay here until Lord Folken comes by." She said and left before Setsuna could even utter a thank you.
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 armor 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 armor. 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 by simply punching in a code onto the keypad. Setsuna looked around the immense room and saw many of the soldiers in there dueling with each other. They all looked professional and almost perfect. This brought Setsuna a sense of fear. Across the room she saw the silver haired youth having a duel with another one of the soldiers. With three strikes of his sword, the soldier was on the flat of his back.
"Dilandau," Folken called. Dilandau rolled his blood red eyes and sheathed his sword before walking over to Folken.
"What is it Strategos?" He asked annoyed.
"Here is you assignment." He moved out of the way revealing the 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 even know how to hold a sword girl?" He asked her in a bitter tone. Setsuna swallowed hard and nervously shook her head no. "This is going to be a long day," Dilandau said to himself. "C'mon." He gestured for her to follow. They went into a smaller, isolated room. There he handed her a katana, much like the one he had.
It took the entire morning for Dilandau to teach her the various ways on how to handle the sword. The longer 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. But Setsuna couldn't help but wonder why. She wasn't even from their world. Was Folken keeping something from her?
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 long day of training. Setsuna laid on her bed thinking about practically everything. She thought mostly about the training. Holding the sword gave her a strange sensation but a 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 armor 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.