School is a pain

Angelo felt dread over come him as he joined the crowd. On the porch of the big house, jester was looking at all of us with a different kinds of glint than what was usually there.

Besides him, supposed to be on a chair was, Mr dark

' damn!!! these names. I mean who calls themselves Mr dark!!!'

Mrs Mortia was leaning on a wall along side Mr caster.

'All four of our mentors together, that's definitely not good '

The big house was the only building on the island with electricity so it also had a mic and speaker, but jester never used such things whenever he spoke to the shades.

" I hope you all can hear me." He paused and looked at all our faces

" Good you're all here. My superiors have requested that I make this announcement to all of you if not I'd have rather you figured it out yourselves. I have a few things to say, number 1 from today hence forth the cameras will be used in the drills, your physical training will begin immediately, your mentality is of no business of ours so if you believe you can not continue after now you can leave. Once we tell you the oath and you've sworn to by it, you would become formal members of the yin Yang clan and finally physical exchanges amongst you all would be permitted."

Without explaining further he walks to where the other teachers stand and sits on the ground beside them.

The students know better than to murmur but they couldn't help it. Discussions were flowing left and right.

Angelo wasn't in the mood to talk yet, he had a feeling it wasn't all they where called here for.

Mrs Mortia took the centre after jester. She didn't try quieting us. She just started talking. When a few people realised that she had started speaking it didn't take long for everyone one to quiet down.

Mrs Mortia seems to always be sleepy her eyes were always dull and her pale face made it seem like that was how she always was and still is. Somehow her eyes were bright today.

' I get the feeling that's bad. Sigh'

"... Breathing is essential to all living things, so as for the second course you'll be learning in your physical training is how to breathe..."

' I'm lost, did she just say I'll be learning how to breathe?!'

...

' okay I didn't get most of that but what I did get simply means. From. Whenever next week have class she'll teach us about the 'graces', basically the breathing stuff,in between that we'll be required to train ourselves on a special method of breathing that we'll need later. At the same time we will have to do actual physical training with another teacher at times and that the whole thing would be at our own risk. So if we died we died.'

The other teachers just said similar things or at least they sounded so because angelo didn't pay it much attention.

He was distracted by so many thoughts but the main problem was ice, ice as in a name.

Ice was an elf that got kicked out of her country because of some really bad thing, that no one talks about.

Since the day he got here she had been the oddest thing to him. He didn't care much about her but he felt something else, something weird towards her. Whenever he noticed her his mind would start racing with thoughts. He was an oddity himself, but.

" You can leave"

Jester was holding the mic now.

' seems like we're done '.

Just as Mikey was about to move, he heard something. The unmistakable sound of the gong ringing. It was hit but just once

' groan'

.....

Kruger was tired but he still had to attend this meeting.

It was the president after all.

She had instructed him to come immediately after leaving the craft sites.

It was evening by the time the workers left, that was partly his fault though. He didn't want to meet the president, she was a real pain.

Normal people only see the president on TV so they wouldn't know what she's like and judge from the screen but all district chiefs have met her at one point or the other and the only two unanimous conclusions they came to was, she was beautiful and they don't want to ever see her again.

Too bad all of them saw her once in a while and it was never good.

' at least I get the view '

Walking into a half empty general parking lot he looked around to see if anyone else was present. Sure that no one was here he went to the elevator.

He got in a brought out a cigar. He pressed the lowest number.

Lighting his cigar he started to think.

' what could she possibly want'

The elevator was decided slowly or at least it seemed so. The engineers put a lot of work into it's design.

With the side of his lighter he hit the emergency button.

The elevator came to a halt.

Kruger looked at the numbers on the panel and after a bit he pressed nine, then one and finally another one.

The elevator shuddered a bit then started to creak or at least grind against something.

After a while it got moving again.

' she probably has some crazy idea she wants to pitch. Sigh, it's pointless trying to read that woman, her minds a mystery'

" No wonder she's single" he knew the elevator didn't have a microphone so he wanted to get a little steam of his chest.

Ding!

The elevator stopped. The doors slid open and Kruger walked out.

It was already dark out but the corridor Kruger walked into was full of life.

Hundreds of workers filled the corridor and rooms that Kruger passed by.

The national house was a facade, nothing really happened there, why would a leader with soo much power make their location public.

That place was a hoax and all possible enemies knew it so they were always at a loss.

The president was in her office, her secretary had told him to go straight in so he did.

Inside the room was fairly furnished it was very nice but if one looked closer they'd see what the room truly was.

At every corner of the room little lenses are positioned to not just perceive action and or threats but to be able to deal with it. Each lense also served as a laser cutter, it could severe the strongest alloy with ease.

The lenses weren't even a major problem, the issues started with the room itself.

Can't be broken into and can't be broken out of, the room had several mechanical activated traps that the backed eye couldn't notice. The floor was made of a special alloy that could be shaped with specific commands, in summary the floors could kill you in a number of ways.

The minority of the rest of the room was normal but everything else had an attack, defensive or evasive purpose.

" Ooh, Kruger, how nice for you to get here before I left for home"

That was a lie, the president lives in the base it's designed to protect them so it's the only place they can actually be calm enough to sleep in.

The president knew that but she just used the statement to point out that it was late.

Kruger couldn't look straight, he felt out of place in the room, he wanted to bolt out of here. Not just because it could literally tear him to pieces or eradicate him completely but it was the president herself. There was a reason everyone who had seen her had come to the same agreement she was a looker.

Her hazel eyes could bore holes through men, her figure didn't exaggerate anything but her complete figure could send you out of control, her her was brown and short and it fit her face perfectly. She could only be described as a threat. Yes a very dangerous threat that could take your life if she so felt like it.

" What do I owe the pleasure"

Kruger didn't wait to be offered a seat he just plopped down on the seat in front of him.

She was amused

" Ooh don't make that face, you'll be on your way soon. So be a man and take it"

Kruger couldn't help but think

' how insufferable.'