TRAINING PART 6: Isolation

Three weeks passed, I became better at fighting and shooting. I topped each and every one of my trainings, and the surprise tests that Tyler liked to throw at me whenever he felt like it.

When I went to training a Monday morning, surprisingly, I saw Tyler, and all of my friends standing there, along with each of their instructors. I didn’t understand at first, what were they doing there? We didn’t usually train together.

Tyler – Hi

Me – Hi! Did I miss something? What’s going on?

Tyler – We were waiting for you. I need to talk to all of you together.

Me – alright.

Tyler – Okay everyone listen up. I have often seen Quesiyah, along with

the boys, sparring, out of general training hours. Am I right?

Me and the boys - Yes! Did we do something wrong?

Tyler – No! but you did give me an idea.

Whenever Tyler mentioned he had an idea, it scared me, as it often involved me landing on my butt. I looked at him doubtfully, communicating my worry over his ‘idea’.