Days dragged along and slowly turned into weeks as we kept training along, getting accustomed to the rhythm, avoiding the nasty remarks of the drill instructor and keeping to ourselves. Of course he would complement us every once in a while but that was a rare exception. We just kept marching onwards.

Day 10:

The cats were still marching along as they were still getting used to marching with their rifles. Ermey was giving their ques on when to switch. They soon stopped as they prepared to switch.

"Right shoulder… Hut!" Ermey called as they switched. He soon inspected as he went to Private Cowboy who had the barrel of the rifle close to his face. He went to correct it. "This isn't your daddy's shotgun Cowboy!" He soon prepared another command for them to follow up with. "Left shoulder… Hut!" They responded as Leafkit made a mistake. Ermey turn to correct her. "Private Luna when I said Left shoulder, swing your rifle around your head not your head around your rifle." Leafkit nodded as she soon got ready for the next command. "Port… Hut!" They soon dismounted their rifles and had the weapons port across their chest. Ermey soon turned to Pyle. "Four inches from your chest Pyle! Four inches!" Ermey turned as he wanted to finish the training for today.

Day 15:

It was late at night as they were doing one last drill before bed time as they were slowly getting drained. 15 days down, 41 more to go. Ermey was matching up and down as the kits on their sides marched as they had their rifles in the port section. Ermey wanted them to chant with them.

"This is my rifle, this is my gun!" Ermey shouted as he marched along up and down the barracks. The kits turned as they responded back to him.

"This is for fighting and this is for fun!" The kits chanted as they marched along. Ermey turned he marched down the other way.

"This is my rifle, this is my gun!" The kits soon responded as they turned as they spoke.

"This is for fighting and this is for fun!" The kits spoke. It was clear they were marching along.

Day 20:

Ermey and the kits were marching along on the parade deck as they were they were still following his orders. They days were still dragging on. Pyle always bringing up the rear and Squirrelkit staying beside him for much of the way. Leafkit was looking for a her time to shine but that time would come soon enough. Crowkit was becoming a little harder as time went on spending what free time he had with Leafkit as the others marched along.

Day 21:

"You've made it this far so far but that was just only something a fresh kit getting off the bus would find difficult, you still have 5 weeks left of your training and these next 5 weeks will be a lot tougher as you will be heading on my obstacle course tomorrow. Don't think you have it easy there. Good night ladies!" Ermey soon left as the lights went out. Whitekit was excited to try out this course. Leafkit and Crowkit were skeptical. Squirrelkit was getting worried about all this as she was getting attached to a certain Pyle even if she didn't want to admit it. She looked at Pyle as she was starting to get worried for him about the obstacle course and how he would fair out on it. She soon pulled over the covers as she was probably overthinking about this but she knew Pyle was sinking faster than she was able to dig him out.

The next morning came as the obstacle course was underway. Many of the cats that were on their fourth week or more. Some of the cats were climbing up a rope as they wanted to reach the top. Whitekit was pulling herself up eagerly as she wanted to get to the top first. Squirrelkit was struggling up as her short frame wasn't meant for climbing up high, Pyle was strugging too but he was worse off than Squirrelkit. He was having a hard time pulling up.

Another obstacle was the arm stretcher as it was designed to be a quick obstacle. Ermey was there directing the kits on how it would be done. Whitekit was waiting in line with Crowkit and Shrewkit as well as Cowboy as Ermey instructed the cats on how fast it should take.

"Ten fucking seconds! It should take you no more than ten fucking seconds to negotiate this obstacle! Quickly, move it out! There ain't one swinging dick private in this platoon's gonna graduate until they can get this obstacle down to less than ten fucking seconds!" Ermey shouted at them. Whitekit soon grabbed the bars as she began swinging her arms along as fast as possible as she wanted to complete this obstacle in less than 10 seconds. Crowkit soon grabbed the bars next as he followed up with Whitekit and Shrewkit followed up after him.

Another, more challenging obstacle was the Tough one. How it worked was that the kits would first climb a rope as they would get to the top of the platform before climbing up a ladder before slipping yourself down a longer rope to complete the obstacle. Ermey was supervising the process as Squirrelkit and Leafkit were pulling themselves along as they wanted to complete the obstacle. Leafkit got up fist as Squirrelkit followed her up next. Ermey nodded as they began to climb up the ladder. Soon they grabbed the rope as they slid themselves down. Squirrelkit and Leafkit soon moved on as they wanted to go over the next obstacle.

Events would occur every hour known as the Pugil Stick event when two cats would be armed with pugil sticks and wearing some kind of armor so you don't get yourself beaten too badly. Pyle and Whitekit were against each other. Whitekit bashed Pyle with her stick as Pyle was too slow to react quickly enough as she swung around bashing Pyle in the head as she nimbly dodged his attempts to attack her but she continued swing the stick taking every opportunity to knock him off balance as Pyle can neither bash her back or block. Soon Whitekit bashed him down as she was able to finish him off. Pyle soon fell out of the ring as one of the supervisors looked at Whitekit who decided it would be nice to spit on him. One of the attendants supervising the event walked over as the others cheered her on.

"Whitekit, excellent job on taking out Pyle but can you got a bit easier on him? You went too hard on him." The attendant asked her as she had aggressively beat him to a pulp. Whitekit ignored him.

Another yet simple obstacle was the Dirty Name; it consisted of three logs upon which you needed to hop over three logs to clear the obstacle. Ermey was once again supervising it wondering who would be able to go next. Seeing the two of them ahead of them finish, he soon called up the next two.

"Next two privates! Quickly!" Spiderkit and another recruit named Rabbitkit were next as they soon bounded over as they wanted to climb up the obstacle. "Get over the goddamn obstacle." He soon saw that the two kits were just about finished as he was ready for the next two. "Next two privates! Quickly! Hurry up! Get up there!" Squirrelkit and Leafkit soon bounded over to the obstacle as they bounced up from one log to another with ease despite Squirrelkit's short size. Ermey wanted to make sure she had some spirit stored in her. "Private Joker, are you a killer?" Ermey asked Squirrelkit as he wanted to figure out if she had some spirit left.

"Sir yes sir!" Squirrelkit shouted as she got over the final log. Ermey wanted to make sure she still had the screech from when she first came here.

"Now let me see your war face." Ermey demanded Squirrelkit to display her warface. Squirrelkit screamed as it was getting there but still far from perfect. She soon ran off. Ermey nodded as he turned to Pyle and Whitekit who were waiting for their turn. "Next two privates go!" Ermey ordered as Pyle and Whitekit ran to the logs. Whitekit bounced up and over the logs with ease but Pyle was struggling hopelessly as he was messing up as he was sliding off the log. Ermey knew he just had to taunt him. "Quickly! Get your fat ass over there, Private Pyle! Oh, that's right, Private Pyle; don't make any fucking effort to get to the top of the fucking obstacle! If Starclan wanted you up there they would have miracled your ass up here by now, wouldn't they?" Ermey asked as Pyle was trying to get to the second log but he kept slipping as he ran over to start over.

"Sir yes sir!" Pyle helplessly responded. Ermey watched Pyle as he continued to mess up as he wasn't able to get over the obstacle. He spoke again to him.

"Get your fat ass up there, Pyle!" Ermey shouted at him again as Pyle continued to mess up as he wasn't able to get onto the second log. Pyle was cursing under his breath but he still needed to be obedient on following orders.

"Sir yes sir!" Pyle responded as he tried to get up the log again but he slipped and failed as he wasn't able to climb over the log.

"What the hell is the matter with you anyway? I'll bet you if there was some pussy up there on top of that obstacle you could get up there! Couldn't you?!" Ermey continued the taunting the poor kit. Pyle slipped from the log again as he was unable to climb up the log. He needed to start all over.

"Sir yes sir!" Pyle was panting heavily since he found himself out of breath. He tried climbing the obstacle again but he slipped and fell as he needed to do it again.

"Your ass looks like a hundred and fifty pounds of chewed bubblegum. Pyle. Do you know that?" Ermey taunted him as Pyle still couldn't complete the obstacle. The line was steadily getting longer as they were waiting on Pyle. Private Cowboy watched Pyle's hopelessness as he was trying to complete the obstacle.

"Sir yes sir!" Pyle shouted completely hopeless.

Another obstacle was the Chinning bar which you would pull yourself up until your head was past the bar. Ermey was watching an exhausted Whitekit who did many, many pull ups. Ermey was trying to encourage her on.

"One for the commandant." Ermey pushed White kit up as she completed another pull up before falling but her paws remained firm on the bar. "One for the Corps! Get up there! Pull!" Whitekit was struggling as she was attempting one last pull up. However due to exhaustion, she wasn't able to complete it as she fell off the bar panting. "I guess the Corps don't get theres."

"Sir not today but hopefully tomorrow sir." Whitekit told him as she ran off. Ermey nodded as he soon turned to Pyle who was next in.

"Get up there Pyle!" Ermey shouted. Pyle soon grabbed the bar and attempted to pull but he was struggling hard as his legs kicked furiously unable to pull himself up. "Pull! Pull Pyle Pull!" Ermey tried to encourage Pyle to at least try. But Pyle was still struggling to try. "One Pull up Pyle! Come on, Pull!" Soon Pyle released his paws from the bar as it was too much for him. Ermey soon became enraged with Pyle. "You gotta be shitting me, Pyle! Get your ass up there!" Pyle soon jumped as he gripped the bar again but he was struggling to pull himself up. "Do you mean to tell me that you cannot do one single pull up?" Pyle soon fell down from exhaustion as he was tired. "You are a worthless piece of shit, Pyle! Get out of my face!" Ermey shouted at Pyle to get out of his face. Pyle just ran off as he was helpless. Ermey soon turned to who was behind Pyle. "Get up there Snowball!"

Another obstacle was the confidence climb, it was a tall obstacle made for those to conquer their fear of heights. How it worked was that one the cat would climb to the top, climb over and then go back down. Pyle was on there as he was slowly making his way to the top. Squirrelkit and Leafkit were bounding ahead of him as Pyle struggled. Of course, Ermey had to be there to ruin it.

"Get up there fat boy! Quickly! Move it up! Move it up, Pyle! Move it up!" Ermey shouted as the others were way ahead of him. Ermey was at the top trying to encourage him. "You climb obstacles like old people fuck. Do you know that, Private Pyle? Get up here You're too slow! Move it, move it!" Ermey shouted as Pyle was nearing the top. Spiderkit and Shrewkit were climbing up faster than Pyle as they were miles behind Leafkit and Squirrelkit. Pyle began shaking as he was ready to fall down the obstacle. Ermey soon shouted at him again. "Pivate Pyle, whatever you do, don't fall down, that would break my fucking heart! Quickly! Pyle soon reached the top but he froze in his tracks due to fear. Ermey looked at him as he was losing his temper again. "Up and over! Up and over! Well, what in the fuck are you waiting for Private Pyle? Get up and over! Move it, move it, move it!" Ermey shouted as he wanted the kit to move it but Pyle was shaking as he was too scared to move. Ermey was beginning to lose his temper again. "Are you quitting on me? Well are you?" Pyle didn't responded as Ermey finally snapped. "Then quit you slimy fucking walrus-looking piece of shit! Get the fuck down off of my obstacle! Get the fuck down off of my obstacle! Now!" Pyle feeling defeated began climbing down as Rabbitkit and Plumkit came to climb. Ermey continued shouting at Pyle. "Move it! I'm gonna rip your balls off so you cannot contaminate the rest of the world! I will motivate you Private Pyle, if it short-dicks every cannibal on the Congo!" Pyle soon reached the bottom feeling defeated.

They were on the road as they were on a rapid forced march seeing how they were spread out to accomidate their own speeds. They were near the end of a 20 mile march as they were exhausted. Pyle was struggling to keep up, panting, and out of breath. He was supported by Squirrelkit as Ermey ran along-side him as he was taunting on Pyle who looked like he was going to pass out. Pyle's tongue was hanging out of his mouth as his head was lopsided, ready to drop.

"Pick'em up and set'em down, Pyle! Quickly! Move it up!" Ermey commanded him to go faster but Pyle was gasping for breath. "Were you born a fat slimy scumbag, you piece of shit, Private Pyle or did you have to work on it?" Ermey asked him as Pyle was too tired to respond correctly. Ermey continued to jog alongside him. "Move it up! Quickly! Hustle it up! The fucking war will be over by the time we get out there, won't it, Private Pyle?" Ermey shoved Pyle trying to get him to go faster. Pyle gasped for breath wanting to take a break. "Are you going to going to fucking die, Pyle? Are you going to die on me! Do it now! Move it up! Hustle it up! Quickly, quickly, quickly!" Ermey shouted Pyle as he wanted him to go faster. Pyle just couldn't respond. "Do you feel dizzy? Do you feel faint? Oh my Starkit, I think you have a hard-on!" They continued to jog.

Another simple obstacle was the mud-pit as the kits had to run through a puddle of mud to complete their training for today. Pyle was half supported by Squirrelkit and Cowboy as he soon fell taking Squirrelkit with him. Ermey was shouting as the other kits ran to help them up.

"Quickly ladies! Assholes and elbows! Move it out! Get up there! Move it! Move it, move it, Move it!" Ermey continued to shout for the kits to keep doing well. They raced along.

It was nighttime that they arrived back at the bunks. Leafkit soon took her boots off to inspect her paws as Ermey marched along as he was giving out the results for the day. They were taking their mud soaked boots off as they were going to wash up before bed. Ermey was looking at the results as he began to tally the results.

"Well ladies, you didn't do too badly today on the obstacle course. Some of you did great. Other's not so much. There is still room for improvement. Now the results: Private Pyle did the worst out of the bunch as I saw him not do one single pull up and mess up on a lot of the obstacles. Private Sky. I am impressed with your effort today as you were able to completely impress the other instructors, they are now jealous about us now. But go a bit easier, you nearly injured several privates today." Ermey soon looked at Leafkit who was examining all the paws of the apprentices. "Private Luna what are you doing?" Ermey asked Leafkit on what she was doing. Leafkit soon looked up to him as she spoke.

"Sir Private Pyle's paws on in bad shape, they are full of blisters, some of them had already popped from training today sir." Leafkit urgently turned as she spoke to Ermey. She began to make a list on what to get. "Sir do you have some cotton swabs, a needle, rubbing alcohol, Antiseptic, and antibacterial ointment sir?" Leafkit asked as Ermey tried to remember on what she wanted.

"I think it's all in the medical room, I can fetch someone to get them that." Ermey told her. Leaffkit nodded as she took off for the bathrooms to wash her paws. "Can one of the ladies fetch me some medical supplies since one of the ladies requested it." One of the cats took off as he went to go get the said supplies. Leafkit soon ran out as her paws were clean. She ran over to Pyle who was in pain as the blisters that popped were burning badly. Squirrelkit was sitting beside him to calm him down.

"It burns so badly!" Pyle whined in pain. Squirrelkit was trying to calm him down.

"It's okay, someone will get you some help so just hang in there for a little bit longer." Squirrelkit mewed trying to keep him calm. Soon the cat came back with the supplies as Ermey walked over to Leafkit.

"Now I'm going to supervise on how well you handle this procedure." Ermey told Leafkit. Leafkit turned her head as she began rubbing the antiseptic all over the blisters that hadn't been popped but it was clear she needed them to be drained so she knew that. She cleaned the needle with the rubbing alcohol as she turned to Ermey.

"Sir I need you to hold Private Pyle still so I don't mess this up sir." Leafkit instructed him. Ermey walked over as he held Private Pyle down so he wouldn't squirm to try to run away. Leafkit soon took the needle as she tried as gently as possible to pop the blisters without causing much pain. Pyle wailed as he felt the needle pop open the blisters as he continued to whine on how much it burned. She soon began popping them all down as she wanted to make sure they all completely drained before she would move on to the next step. Once the blisters had been completely drained, she soon puts the ointment on her paws as she began trying to keep it all over his paws to make sure they didn't become infected later on. Ermey looked on as she took the bandages as she wrapped Pyle's paws up. She soon looked at Pyle who was trying to hold his tears back. "It's okay, just don't think about it and it will hurt less. Go to the medical bay after each training day to get more ointment until the blisters heal." Leafkit instructed him. Squirrelkit soon released him as he was too stiff to move. Ermey looked at Leafkit.

"Outstanding work Private Luna, I never knew that you had a nurturing side to you and I will think about what you have done tonight to see where you fit on the combat scale, for now, rest up and prepare for the morning." Ermey soon got up as he walked off as all the privates mounted into their bunks. Ermey soon turned as he went to the light switch. "Goodnight ladies." They all turned their heads to Ermey as they wanted to be polite.

"Goodnight sir." They responded. The lights went out as they had the night to reflect on what they just did. Tomorrow will be the same but harder.

[A/N]: Let's keep the reviews rolling since I want to put more in depth with some of the lesser used characters. Will still try to destroy the characters in more ways than one so be prepared for more, Be prepared for the next chapter. That is all for now.