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All the men rookies where sitting in a hall, so was clay. Justin leaved him back there, he said he would let the general know he's back. A man stepped in the hall.

,,ok everyone, my name is Kyle Carson and I will supervise you with your new job, first follow me to the room behind this door so we can explain what kind of job you will follow probably for the rest of your life."

Clay followed the crowd of about 12 men, he saw a women between them too. The room was big, empty and there were several doors to it. Also some cells which made it looked like a prison.

Kyle,,This room is called The Training Maze, also known as The Torture Maze, don't get to afraid of the name. It's a bit a training simulator, only it can end a bit painly if you fail it but I want to..."

He got interrupted as someone walked in, it was Justin.

Justin,,sorry I'm late, can I still join the training?"

Kyle:,,Get in the line soldier"

Justin went standing next to Clay.

Clay,,whispers what are you doing here?"

Justin,,since it's been a while I have to prove myself before they let me back in."

Kyle:,,so what I was going to say, first the general will come to say a word of courage."

Justin: whispers ,,I just talked to him, he's new. He's a general that came over from Europe to work here."

Clay,,why?"

Justin:,, I'll explain later, here he is."

A man stepped inside, he looked everyone in the eye once, then started shaking hands, quick and short.

,,Hello everyone, I am general Trand. If you pass this training it means that we will fight together for the peace of America. But let me first warn you, what you are going to see now is strictly secret. From here their is no way back. This is your last chance, does anyone want to go back? Noone?! Good. Now let me show you first who the enemy is.."

He opend his coat, and took out a redeemer. Some of the rookies were amazed when they saw the weapon with the blade on the handle."

Trand:,, You can let him free now."

A door went open, and a skeleton ran out of it. Everyone was shocked when they saw it, also Clay. It was a zombie with two sharp blades in his hand, it ran to the first the best person he got in his eye. Trand shot the zombie in the arm, the in the chest and in the leg, when it fell on the ground he walked to it and gave it a finally head shot.

Trand,,This, this is what we call a reaper, and not only this sort but also more kinds of evil is what you will fight. There are undead twice as huge as this, there are flying examples, snipers, died outlaws, yet even formal agents of the darkwatch! This work will avoid you of sleeping at night, it will let you disguss and barf. But you will do it for the survive of mankind. When you go out this room you will not return to your homes. From now on the darkwatch is your work, your friend, your life. This is a fully secret organization that requares the best of the best of the best. And if you are not one of those, you die. Maybe already tonight."

A man walked in with a box of redeemers, everyone got one. Trand, Kyle and the man walked out of the room and locked the door.

Clay,,What is going to happen?"

Justin,,something that will chase you the rest of your life. My first time a was so chocked I could't even shake when it was over. They will test if we are good enough"

Clay,,what if you aren't?"

Justin:,,Then you join our enemy."

Clay,,You mean..."

Justin,,Yes" He hold the blade of his redeemer against his throat as a sign.

Clay was scared, was he good enough? The best of the best? A regulator?

The doors went open, painly slow. One by one, more reapers came out. Everyone started firing in panic, and missed by stress. Clay pulled the gun, aimed. I felt like some sort of trance, the gunshots and roars faded away. Only he, the enemy, a gun. He shot at the reaper he pointed at. He hitted the arm, the reaper now started runniong to him, he shot it in the head and it felt down. He woke up from the trance and watched it dying. Suddenly he felt a hand grabbing his neck and pulling him to the ground. The reaper kneed on him to bite him to death. The head exploded and the bits scatterd in his face. Directly he jumped up to look around who did it. It was the single women in the group.

"Don't stay their sleeping like that!!!"

Clay just nodded and started shooting at the beautifull young woman. It went pretty well now he kept his head with it. The others now had their redeemer perfectly under control. Justin had the time of his life, he appearently really missed the war, funny when you know he always noted in his book he hated it.