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Marcus walked into the training hall, his hands folded together as if embaressed by something. He had dedicated today to training, as he usually did every other day in the week. He begain by searching for an available room, preferably one off to the side to where you couldn't see him training....it sort of embarressed him. He finally found one in the Northern most corner of the building, and slipped in quietly. The decor was very plain, white walls with wood railings all around and a few battered training dummies in the middle or scattered about the edges. Many were battered and cut up into shambles, but Marcus found one that was in fairly decent shape and set it up in the middle of the room.

Marcus took the wooden sword he had braught and swung it about a couple of times to make sure it wouldn't break, and with it firmly stable he begain to train. He swung at the dummy with his usual style, not incrediably skilled but still rather fluid for someone with no formal training, it was almost like a dance...He kept on swinging as if it were a mortal enemy that had killed his family, he wanted nothoing more than to see it dead...and his style reflected that. Each swing got more powerful and brutal, untill with one mighty blow it was sent flying into the wall, leaving him panting in the center of the room.

Ananda appeared in a corner of the training hall's main room, shaking badly. I didn't think he'd ever find me here, ever. Oh god, I was lucky. So lucky. I could be dead right now, or on my way...back. I hope those two are alright, I should've warned them not to pick a fight with...him. She deliberately avoided calling him 'dad', even in her head. She staggered forward a few steps, meaning to go look for help, but collapsed to the floor in the corner, starting to sob quietly, unable to move. I'm too weak. Too weak. I can never get away from him. I should just go back, give myself up. Maybe he won't kill them if I do...

Suddenly the faint sound of wimpering filled Stella's ears.Glancing up Stella's eyes searched the room.As her eyes caught the crying girl, her arms quickly came forward in a blur again and the two fans dissapeared.Standing up she slowly walked over.Her steps were nervous and unsure of what she was doing, but soon found herself in front of the girl."Are you alright?...."A sweet, soft, voice mumbled as she fiddled with her hair.Moving her hand down to the girl for comfort, she snapped it back, changing her mind constantly.Giving a silent gulp, Stella glanced back over at the hallway and made out a small hint of movement.Her eyes widened as she quickly looked back over at the girl.She still had the feeling of hope that the man hadn't seen her so not to get her in trouble for spying.

Ananda peered up through teary eyes at the newcomer. She opened her mouth, trying to say something, but nothing would come out. Instead, she nodded, then shook her head. Her thoughts were still racing. Yes. No. I don't know. Why? Nobody can help. There's no help. Just go away, don't try to help me, you'll only get hurt too. He's going to kill them, kill them dead and come after me. I should go back, tell him I'll leave with him if he'll leave them alone. She tried to push herself up, but her still-shaking legs wouldn't hold her. Overdid it again, and I'm stuck. Now I can't run away if he comes. When he comes.

Sorri rose from his seat called up and got into a sturdy fighting position. It wasn't everyday you get to beat a teacher down. Sorri smiled he was begining to like how this looked, a chance to show off...perfect.

"..Shall we?"

Sorri asked unmoving he had an idea of what the teacher might think of him. Stupid, hastey, incompetent, maybe even cocky. everything Sorri may be a bit, but he made sure everything he said and did, were actions he cold back up. He waited there still waiting for the next move...

Wendy felt lost at Ria High. Everyone else’s gifts were much different from hers. All she could do was foretell the future, and only through means of her tarot cards. That was it. Everyone else had cooler gifts than she. She saw all sorts of elmentalists, witches of various forms, weapons and martial arts experts, students with the ability to fly through means of wings or telepathic powers, and here she was, just a little clairvoyant, and that was all. How was it that she then got accepted into a school where one’s arts were perfected through the means of battle?

Wendy knew there was only one thing to do: she would learn to perfect her power to ultimately become a telepath or if she could not, she’d learn to fight by any hand to hand means of combat. “But how,” the small girl wondered. She didn’t really know any one at school who could train her. There was only one way to do it. Wendy would march into the training rooms and hopefully find someone who would be willing to train a klutz like her.

The little girl woke up early that very Saturday and gave a heavy yawn.” Come on sleepyhead,” Wendy said as she prodded the little pink jelly in its teeny bed. Artemis, Wendy’s Rachisu made a little squawking sound at her. “Gah, grump,” She said and pulled her blankets back getting out of bed. She kicked the small creature’s bed over and the Rachisu crawled out from underneath it sluggishly. "There, that’s not so terrible is it?” Wendy teased her little pet. It gave her a squeak and bounced off. Wendy got dressed quickly throwing on a comfy pair of black yoga type pants and a light pink tank top. She then pulled her rather long hair up into two high pigtails and tied them off with pink ribbons to match. She slipped on some socks and cross trainers.” Let’s get a move on!” She called to Artemis who bounced along behind her.

The sky was just beginning to light. It was painted with blight reds and deep purples, and a soft breeze that blew Wendy’s hair into her face smelled of lavender. Wendy and Artemis zigzagged across the school from their dorms and finally made their way to the Training Building. All was silent in the building. She supposed she’d gotten there much earlier than most people trained. “Hello,” she said softly, her small voice echoing through the cavernous halls. There was no answer back save the sound of her voice. Wendy walked to the plaque that was upon the wall listing the room. “Hand to hand combat… north wing,” she read as she traced her fingers along the engraved metal. "Come on Artemis… if we can’t find anyone maybe you’ll spar with me?” Wendy asked her jellylike little friend. Artemis just quivered with excitement. Her little Rachisu was a rather violent little thing and would take every opportunity to bash Wendy about. The first few days Wendy had her, Artemis swung around what Wendy supposed was like a tail and it slapped the small girl so hard it gave her a black eye. Needless to say Wendy had to teach the creature its place and Wendy kicked it against her wall and since then the pair had not had a problem. Wendy supposed the animal was trying to establish dominance and so Wendy showed Artemis who was boss.

The pair walked along the North wing corridor opening every door and peering into the rooms hoping to find someone who might be able to help her. But again and again every room seemed to be empty, then again they’d only made it half way down the hall…