Chapter 17- Ostracized

Dubs and the other rookies finished up their meal. After an awkward series of interruptions from Dubs alternate personality, they all eventually became used to it and didn't pay it too much mind.

The only one who remained shaken was Lilith, after seeing the destruction this personality of Dubs had caused.

Dubs bid the other rookies farewell and began to head back to his room to get some rest before the next morning.

As Dubs walked, he began to speak to his alternate personality. "Did you have to freak everyone out like that?" He asked, annoyed.

"Oooh Dubs. It looks like you really are going nuts. Talking to yourself?" The voice mocked.

"Ah be quiet and answer the question." Dubs responded.

The voice began to speak ominously.

"The fact that I can take over your body a little bit even before the sun has set means our personalities are merging into one. Eventually we will become one person again, and you won't be able to suppress me."

Dubs was startled by this, but calmed himself after thinking about it. "Well, as long as I'm still myself it doesn't make much of a difference. As long as you don't go nuts there won't be any problems."

The inner voice giggled menacingly and replied "Indeed..."

Dubs returned to his room and flopped into bed. "What a day this has been."

Before he knew it, Dubs eyes had drooped shut and he was out cold.

Opening his eyes, once more Dubs pupils turned back into his head, revealing the cyan eyes of his second personality.

"Hehehe. I don't think I should cause too much of a ruckus here tonight, but lets at least test out how strong this barrier is to release a little stress."

Dubs waved his hand upwards and a flame began to spew out from his hand, violently raging in all directions.

The crackling fire began to roast the inside of the room, raising the temperature to well beyond 500 degrees Fahrenheit.

Dubs aimed his hand at the bed and the flames engulfed it, however a thin magical barrier appeared to prevent anything from happening.

"Hm... I see. So the barrier enchantment is at this level. If I raise my power any more than this the bed will be destroyed, and as much as I would love to do so, I'd rather not destroy my own place to sleep. I'll call it quits for tonight. Soon enough i'll be able to release my power on some interesting enemies..."

Dubs face began to wrinkle with malice. "And then I'll burn them all to a crisp!!! AHAHA!! That sounds like so much fun!! I cannot wait. Hurry up Dubs, get stronger so I can slaughter those people!!"

Dubs face returned to normal. "For now lets get back to sleep. The very fact that I can reasonably analyze this situation so well means that me and Dubs personalities have already begun seeping into one another. Be patient, Dubs. We will get our satisfaction soon enough...."

With that, Dubs laid back in bed and fell asleep.

Waking up, Dubs looked around. He saw some minor burn marks around the wood surrounding him, and the smell of ash and smoke filled his lungs.

"Did my other self do something again last night? I hope nobody else got involved. It seems that the barriers stood up to test, so there shouldn't be an issue from here on out."

Checking the time, Dubs realized that he had to get out in a hurry. It was 5:40 am, and he would have to be in the training hall to start by 6.

Walking down the hallway with a spring in his step, Dubs heard the sounds of whispering trainees get louder as he approached the intersection. Turning left into the training hallway, he came across a number of rooms.

"Which one am I supposed to go into?" Dubs wondered, before noticing that each room had the teachers name on it.

"Ah, I should be looking for Peters class." Dubs noticed the second door on the right was his destination, and he stepped in to see a few familiar faces.

The time was now 5:55. The room lead into a large open area, completely surrounded by concrete walls. There were a few dummies on the far side of the room, and a running track laid on the foundation.

The gymnasium like classroom was something Dubs had never seen before, but standing by the front were the three rookies Dubs had met yesterday, and another human male. This one had short cut black hair, that was slicked back.

The boy was standing off to the side, seeming to flirt with Enferia. He was moving his hands back and forth as if telling a grand tale, and the elven girl laughed at his stories.

The other two, Drodus and Tirian stood to the side having some idle conversation. Dubs approached them and began to speak.

"Good morning, Drodus, Tirian.", Dubs stated.

The two replied "Good morning", sleepily. It seemed that these guys were not used to getting up so early either.

A shout from across the room reached Dubs ears. "Hey, Dubs! What do you think your doing?", Peter remarked.

Dubs looked over to see Peter, visibly irritated. "Whats the matter, Sir?", Dubs asked,

"First off! Before we do anything, everyone here know that you are to address me as Lieutenant Peter, and you are to address Ivan as Captain Ivan. Do I make myself clear!?" Peter asked.

The four others stood up straight and replied in unison

"Yes, Lieutenant Peter!"

Dubs was clearly out of place, but he tried his best to play along.

"Secondly, you are never to talk back to a superior officer such as myself in the way Dubs just did. Do I make myself clear!?" Peter exclaimed.

Once again, the squad replied in unison, and this time Dubs was able to reply along with them.

"Yes, Lieutenant Peter!"

Peter began to inspect the soldiers up and down, correcting their postures.

"And finally, if you don't arrive ten minutes early, then you're late! Dubs, I'm going to have to ask you to run 10 laps around the track while we relax and have some breakfast as a punishment for being late!" Peter mockingly ordered.

"Rookies, follow me to the dining hall! Dubs, we have magical surveillance set up around this area, so don't even think about skipping on your laps. Finish them up, and then meet us in the dining hall for breakfast. Training begins after we eat."

Dubs grit his teeth, but soon realized that he had no place to be angry. He had joined a resistance, and the military setup was a given. On top of this, this humiliation was nothing compared to the years of torture he had underwent. Dubs began his running around the track, and the others left the gymnasium.

"Hey, you want me to beat that guy up for you? His level isn't even close to the power I can produce if you let me take over. What do you say?", Dubs alternate personality suggested.

Dubs continued running with no sign of fatigue. The torture he had undergone had strengthened his muscles and his cardio, so his physical body was in peak condition. Even considering that physical attacks were the only way that one could hurt Dubs, he was still top class in physical skill so one would have a hard time doing this.

"No, calm down. I will deal with this for a while, until I am at least able to get as much training out of this instructor as I can. When I have no use for him anymore, I'll let you do as you please. Perhaps an 'accident' will occur on a future mission." Dubs replied.

"AHAHA!! I love this side of you, Dubs. Cool and collected, rational at decision making. Yet, deep down you share my desire to destroy your enemies. You might even be worse that I am, using your enemies before you rid yourself of them.", Dubs alternate personality snickered.

Dubs smiled. "Perhaps merging with you won't be so bad. Heh."

Dubs finished his laps and made his way over to the dining hall.