A/N: Yo you all got me back for another round. Surprise dudes two chapters for the price of one. I know better then to tease you dudes with how I left the first chapter so here's the second one as well. Hope to hear from you dudes later on.
Lets listen in on how wild our Witchers life is getting.
Frontier Witcher training room Finn's POV
As the Clan heads leave with my mother I look to my grandmother saying "She and I can't see each other past how she left things Elder. Even if you want us to work things out."
Grandmother huffs to say, "You're right but she didn't have to come here in person. And she didn't have to touch you as she did just now.
"Even with all that political crap around her she still loves you boy. Do try to take notice of these things.
"I heard good things your other lessons are going well."
I nod saying "I yes thank you grandmother. I have had fun doing these hobbies that you're recommended as well."
Grandmother nods telling me to return to my training.
Getting back to training several younger Youths ask me to test the steel of their short swords.
Using my tuning fork I tap various parts of the metal to listen to how the blade reacts. Telling two Youth that they have cold spots in the steel. If hit in those spots their blades will break.
The last one I tell her that her blades tang is too weak to support the weight. And after test chopping it one a dummy her tang cracks in her handle.
After two more hours the younger Youths are escorted home. While myself an a few others are allowed to stay seeing as we're older.
Sitting lotus style I pull the black meteorite from my jacket. With the tuning fork in hand I strike the large chunk of metal placing it to my ear.
Most tell me that the sound the metal makes is very annoying. But to my ears it's as if a cascade of birds are chirping through the air.
Alan's annoyed voice speaks up asking, "How can you enjoy that nose Mertens?"
Alan has been my self-proclaimed rival since I started. Even with my blindness she still tries to belittle my skill. When time and time again I have some who between us is greater.
Ignoring her isn't going to help much and neither is talking to her. Feeling her steps vibrate through the floor she stops and pivots her waist.
Aiming to kick me I grab her ankle stunned her. I rise up quickly pinning the fork to the soft space under her jaw.
Completely off balance I listen to her breathing she's clearly nervous worried of what I'll do.
I didn't learn from books how to handle my blindness no my Elder taught me to see better than others. Locked in various rooms with sound speakers I spent hours navigating the rooms to avoid anything important.
After a year my body became a radio tower in a sense. I can feel, taste, hear, and smell the different pitches in things an people.
A person's body, their attitudes, and even their heart beat all of these and a few more I can feel.
Alan posture changes, as she gives off a growl no doubt her eyes are glaring at me. But my response is my usual empty expression.
Alan says "One of these days I'll catch you off guard. Then we'll see whose better Mertens."
Releasing her from my grip I sit back down listing once more to my meteor.
The others chuckling can be heard from our display as well as their comments on how easily I won.
Bubbly as always Abigail says "Alan why are you still trying to miss with Finn he likes the noise the rock makes plan and simply. To our ears its a lame but hell to Finn it could be a symphony."
The rolling sound follows just close to them both telling me that Thomas hadn't left either.
Thomas says "Knock it off you two. Plus I see where Abby is going with this Alan really just admit you like Finn and go on a date already." The three start to exchange bitter banter back and forth between them.
Having enough for the day a few others and myself leave.
Changing from our training armor we change into our civilian clothes. Witchers aren't to be known in public.
We are the unseen weapons that watch over our people if violence is too much for the security force.
Most would think that after you become a Witcher the Dip ceremony is all that is needed.
Each Clan has changed the ceremony in some ways. My Clan added a beast essence into each Witchers bone marrow.
The Dip allows a Witchers body to be enhanced in numerous ways. But often time the final enhancements come from the Clan traditions. Each Clan keeps the final enhancement a secret.
Due to this I can thicken my skill and bones. A blast from a laser rifle would either eat through a persons skin, cause sixth degree burns or worse.
Worse being up to what you think powered particle energy can do to a limb or body.
The worse to my Clan from such cases is second or first degree burns.
My grandmother said that my father once took a whole energy cell pack to his chest and suffered only mild first-degree burns.
I have so much to still learn. And now soon the people of Frontier will ask for Witchers to find resources that can't be found in space.
Cracking my neck I walk down to the video den. The video den is a virtual net location that allows people to experience various situations.
You can experience sex, riding a wave on a surfboard, hell one memory rumor has it allows you to rule like a king or queen.
It's not known how the founding clans got these memories. But they've been passed down throughout the years to teach or just let us newer generations experience something we can't.
Still I like this hobby of mine I learn new things that I can practice on my own later.
Unknown POV
I sigh today has been pretty much normal with the weather scheduled to be cloudy nothing to do but mop at the counter.
The den gets its usual guys and gals today. Being a day before the weekend we've got a few looking for private time. Just wish it wasn't always the same sexual fantasies.
I smile seeing the blonde locks of Finn walk in. I smirk asking "So Finn what will it be today?"
Finn nods to say "Hello Ashley fancy waltz memory after add a opera solo memory."
Nodding I hand him the data cards for pod sixteen. Finn's been coming here for years reliving memories from both spectator and pov.
Guys that good looking really needs to date instead of being here. Maybe I'll ask him later when I stop dating Mark.
After three hours I watch as Finn leaves thanking me for the memories. And me thanking him for stopping by. As Finn walks off I can't help but look at his ass.
I sigh to say, "Guys got buns of my dreams."
Third person's POV
Today the Youths are training with the Endo implants. These implants using odd gel to attach to the wearers skin.
Once attached the implants allows users to enhance or go past their natural limitations.
Elder Riglion continues saying "Some of you aren't at the right age yet to train with the Endo implants. But those of you who are will find this adding to when you receive.
"Or obtain armor of your own. The Endo implants take some getting use to. The servos and tubing network map to your skin.
"Once mapped you must work hard to get use to moving with the implants. It's pretty much like you learning to walk as a child all over again."
As Finn and the others teen Youths have the Endo implants placed onto their bodies.
They each feel the buzz of the implants as they connect to the mana in their blood.
The implants looking as if they have another smaller skeletal system over their skintight wear.
The implants have a secondary spin, rib cage, bicep and thigh pieces. And the last piece wraps around the persons head.
The Youths each slowly start to move around.
Thomas laughing as he asks "Elder is it ok if I keep my Endo implants?"
Elder Riglion hums answering "Maybe but you can't just walk around Frontier without people questioning how you're walking all of a sudden.
"Maybe on a lower setting you can walk with a cane. But that is for later Finn are you alright?"
Finn looks to the Elder but to the Elder shock he sees Finn's eyes.
Finn's once gray eyes now black with a glistening haze of bright blue inside. Finn says "My sight its odd Elder."
Elder Riglion worried voice says "Finn maybe you should take off the Endo implants."
Finn says "No Elder it's just something I must get use to again. Give me a moment please."
Finn in his new field of vision is seeing people but now he sees them as large wisping apparitions.
Looking at his own hands the same smoking wisp affects is appearing to his eyes. The room itself looks hollow but with a gray tinge to show it exists.
Clinching his hands Finn moves into a jog surprising everyone. Finn then breaks into a run and before the Elders could say anything. Finn is jumping over the rooms running hurdles.
Alan growls as she is struggling to simply walk. Finn once again showing off his skill likes its nothing.
Thomas and a few other Youths egg Finn onto do other stuff. A few Elders nod in approval even shock.
A female Elder says, "Boys a natural with anything he gets his hands on. Still must be good to train him aye Merten's?"
Elder Merten's huffs to say, "He may be a good Youth. But his people skills suck. Boys too shy and his quiet nature makes him stand out too much for my liking."
Another Elder nods to add "Being a natural warrior doesn't make up for his lacking in other places. We'll see how he fairs in the out door exercises next week. All right younger Youths get your rifles and blasters is strip training day."
The young Youths groan hating the idea of having to take apart their weapons. And put them back together under times limits.
With the Endo implants off Finn's new world of vision also ends as well.
But Finn's sadness wasn't his alone as Thomas once more is sitting in his wheelchair.
With todays training done the Youths leave or stay as the wish. Finn stays testing his aim with his custom blaster revolver.
The Elder of the Klitz clan sees Finn stating "Mertens you're required to have a energy rifle by the end of this month.
"I know you're Elder told you it was ok for a short while to have just blasters. But we always need to test you're skills in large weapons."
Finn nods to ask "Elder in the halls of the fallen Witchers. The people only know their faces. Why must the names never be said?"
Elder Klitz answers, "So that no clan can say that they lost a son or daughter. The face of a Witcher is often a surprise to people. But the Clans must remain strong.
"The only way the can is so to withhold the name of the Witcher lost. Remember Merten's Witchers don't die we live on as the path to freedom."
Finn nods as he turns to think about what kind of energy rifle he should make for himself.
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