Hey all. Okay so this chapter is a tad shorter than the others. My apologies but I wanted the first training day to have it's own chapter! Yay! Anywho, I won't be able to update for at least a week-ish. I'm going out of town, meaning out of internet. Oh No! how will i ever survive. I don't know. Thank goodnes for texting or else I really would die and this fanfiction would no longer be here. Bummer!

So i realized the other day that the school Ashford Academy was the school in this anime show called Code Geass. my bad! So in case anyone was wondering (but I'm pretty sure you've all figured it out) this is not a crossover between Code Geass and Twilight. I am a strict Twilight writer and nothing else, plus I stopped watching Code Geass like forever ago so i wouldn't even know where to begin. (Yes I used to watch anime, there is nothing wrong with that at all!)

Enjoy!


Chappie 5
Introductions
Song: I can't think of one, the only song that was in my head at the time was Ice Ice baby and I don't think that one will really. but if anyone has any ideas id appreciate it and probably put it under here instead of this long schpeal about how I don't have a song.

EPOV

I wasn't as nervous as Jacob should be. I had done nothing wrong, but for some reason, when I saw Bella's flaming face after Jacob's stunt, well it was easy to say that I was a tad afraid.

Jacob, on the other hand, didn't feel like he did anything wrong, and was sleeping like a little baby as I speak. The moment he returned to the dorm, he gave me a congratulatory handshake, and it was off to dreamland for Jakie-poo.

By now I had paced across the room so many times I felt as if the floor would have permanent feet marks; thankfully it did not. To pass the time I decided to read the thoughts of the people in the dorms around me, the result was some very interesting feelings.

Wow, I got into troop two! Yay me! Oh I need to tell my new bestest friend. She's so nice! I wonder how I should do my hair tomorrow?-Alice

YES! We got some new dudes in Troop One with us. Cool I was feeling too many girls in that group, cramping my style. But that blondie is kinda hot. Hmm, I wonder if she's interested?-Emmett

I like dogs, I like dogs, I like dogs. I- oddly, Jacob

As I began to lengthen my search of minds to outside of crazy people, the door began to rattle and in stepped a haggard looking Bella.

"Long night?" I greeted with a relieved smile, anxiously awaiting the news she brought.

"You could say that," she said, staring at the floor, seeming to be off in her own little world, "you should go to bed; you'll need your rest. Next week is the Troop One versus Troop Two match; it looks to be pretty good."

I frowned, troop one never, and I repeat never, showed up to matches. Not even the ones they were fighting in.

"You'll need to be awake bright and early, classes are cancelled for us this week, we need the time to practice and train," her voice carried an edge to it, was she nervous?

"So you'll probably have to wake up bright and early around four. Be at breakfast at 4:30, we eat together and you don't want to miss your first meal," she resumed her fixed look at the floor, fiddling with her thumbs as she spoke.

"Then from five to about twelve we'll train. First we have to get you fitted into gear and introductions, that shouldn't take too long. At about twelve we'll break for lunch. We can go wherever with whoever; lunch is a good two hours long," she began to remove her sweater and blouse, revealing a white cami, the nervous edge never leaving her voice.

"Then at about 2:30 we will resume training, you better be in good shape or else you will most likely die. For three hours we train more. At 5:30 we stop and Zeno will lecture us about something, it will probably be about troop strategies and stuff, first day routine," she pulled off her tights and pulled pajama bottoms under her skirt, then pulled her skirt off, successfully changing into her pajamas without revealing anything.

"Then at around 6:30 we have dinner, again by ourselves. After that we have the rest of the night free," she pulled her hair into a pony tail and stared off into space, waiting for my response.

"Sounds like a busy day," I muttered, still confused at the tone of her voice.

What was she afraid of? This was troop one, troop one was the undefeatable, the one no one ever wanted to go up against, why was she so scared all of a sudden.

I wanted to ask her, beg her why she was being like this, but something about the way she stared at the walls told me not to.

There was another thing that made her even more confusing to me. I could read everyone's mind that passed by me, anyone that I saw I could simply know their thoughts, but with Bella, there was absolute silence. Either she was a complete moron, or she had some sort of defensive wall in her brain that locked people out.

I decided I'd ask her about it later, thinking I would probably need my rest; from what Bella told me tomorrow was going to be pretty hectic.

BPOV

I am starting to think Jacob might be bipolar. Last night he was all walking on air and wee lets go make a mockery out of myself and my troop, and now, waking at bright and shiny four a.m., he looked like he was about to strangle the life out of someone.

I thought it would be best to avoid him for the meantime, I just like living. Edward on the other hand, looked like it was any other morning. His hair was messy, his eyes slightly groggy, but his energy never faltered. I wondered how he did it.

I was giddy with joy as well though, I didn't have to wear my uniform today, well at least, not the school uniform. Today, I was blessed with wearing the military arts standard training uniform, which I was more than contented with. The uniforms were all black, with high collars and a slim fitting yet flexible frame. They were heavily enough armored so getting hit would cause minimal damage. On the right breast was the military arts badge and your rank in your troop, I was number two. If anything happened to Zeno, I would be captain, something I was not looking forward to next week.

I pulled my hair up high into a ponytail and gave Edward and Jacob a joyous smile. They were not blessed yet with wearing the uniforms, they still had to be fitted and get their ranks, which they would receive Monday of next week.

I ushered them to hurry up so we could meet the others for breakfast. I for one, was not going to be late on the first troop day breakfast of this year, and I had the feeling that it wouldn't look too good for Jacob and Edward if they were too.

EPOV

Troop breakfast was anything but exciting. We sat, we barely talked, we ate bland food that I could still taste, and we pretty mush stared off into space. I hoped that training would be nothing like this.

I glanced over to Bella, who I could tell was dying to break the silence. She stared at her plate, then looked up at Emmett, then scratched her arm, then took a bite of "food". The cycle continued for many times.

I didn't know if I should be the one to talk or not, but luckily Zeno made the decision for me.

"Everyone let us welcome our two new members with our names and our specialties. I will go first. I am Zeno, I am the captain, my specialty is a little bit of everything, I defend, I attack, and I win, always, my specialty then is winning. Bella?"

I turned my eyes to Bella, who had certain redness to her face as she opened her mouth to speak.

"I'm Bella, I am second in command, and my specialty is defense." She quickly looked to Emmett to start talking before she turned her head back to her food.

"I'm Emmett, my specialty is attacking, and being awesomely strong," he said with a smirk on his face.

"I'm Rosalie," said the blonde girl, "my specialty is confusing, I turn teammates against each other."

They continued on until everyone had introduced themselves and their specialties, until it came to me and Jacob.

"I'm Jacob," he quickly said, beating me to speaking first, "and my specialty is defense, and I never fail." He had a smug grin on his face; I wanted to beat it off of him.

Then all eyes were on me; I was never really one for getting nervous, things didn't quite phase me. Although, for some reason, as the most powerful students of the school silently judged me, I felt my heart beating just a tad faster than usual.

"I'm Edward, "managed, gulping down an invisible nothing, "my specialty is attack. I know what the opponent is planning on doing and stop them."

That was pretty much the gist of how my power went. I would read my adversary's mind and then figure out a way to stop them. Easy enough.

Out of the corner of my eye I caught Zeno smiling and Bella with an evil grin on her face. What did they know?

BPOV

Oh they were in for it. They thought breakfast was awkward, well they haven't seen anything yet. The first training day is hell for all newcomers. We intimidate them, make them do the most impossible of tasks, we work them until they die. I revel in training day one.

First it was me to pick on, which isn't very hard considering my uber low self esteem. Ha, what am I saying? They couldn't crack this chickie, I excel at every little task assigned to me, and I am a beast at everything. It's good to be me.

But I do pity little doggie man and battie boy, they're in for a hell of a time tomorrow.

I can't wait.


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