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Friday, January 7, 2011

Chapter 3

I was there for 10 and a half years. Training. Kabobing dummies. I was the only girl  training to fight. The rest of the girls were being taught to be spies. Wearing corsets and beautiful dresses. When I was ten I wondered why I wasn't like them. But Xivvu set me straight.

" If you were like those other girls you wouldn't be able to see me!"

Not that this was the most tragic news of my life. But Uncle Xivvu was the only person I knew personally.

When I was 12 I started training other students. At 13 I was working with the adults spearing hay. And at 14 I was training the adults. I'd been training them till my 16th birthday. When Uncle Xivvu told me it was my time. I would be sent on a mission. I was to find a boy name Corinath. I was told his features and was brushed away.

So I was on a mission. With one measly idea of the guy I was sent to kill.

I searched for him for seven months! When I finally found tracks. The tracks I was anticipating...

And then it all happened so fast...

I popped out of the woods and drew my sword. Corinath shouted orders and the girls started running towards the lake. The four boys waiting for me to make the first move.

After a few cuts with my sword, the three other boys were given orders to follow the girls.

The boy name Corinath and I clashed swords for awhile. He was good... Really good. But I kept up. At about the point were neither of us could take it any longer. He dashed away following the others...

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