Two weeks have gone by from my first date with Daymien. We have grown close and found different ways to control the....impulses from the bond. Apparently, he has a dragon so his dragon and fire went on a little hunting spree. After the way I saw her tear into a poor little deer I vowed never to eat meat again, but my mom made ribs for dinner and I couldn't resist. I have also grown to love Wednesdays. Wednesday's are the days that the people with The Sïght get to blend in with the normal people. I learned that Blackwell is good at integrating things such as sports, species, and education, as in learning about the powers and regular education. I also learned that Wednesday is the only day they don't hold practices so I get to go out with my friends.

I walked into first period expecting it to be a normal class. Everyone walked in and took their seats while Mr. C began the power point on how to download a screw on Cadd. So far in that class, we have already constructed an angle support, a guide fork, an actuator base, a jig block, a wedge base, a guide, and a full model race car, but I still haven't been able to understand anything about engineering. I turned on my computer and started to work on assembling parts of my train when I heard Mr. C's voice in my head.

'Your training begins now. I need you to reply to me, through the bond of course,'' he said as if it was a simple task.

Instead of focusing on my work I put all my energy into replying to him after about five minutes I felt a chuckle in my head.

'Stop focusing so hard or you will blow a fuse haha. Close your eyes and think about what you want to say then imagine pushing it into my thought,' he said amused.

I did as he said and closed my eyes and focused my thought, 'Do you find this funny?' Once the thought was out it felt as if I was sending it out on a cloud to reach its destination.

'No I find it hilarious, but I'm impressed you got it down.'

For the moment I forgot I was in class so I squealed and did a little happy dance at my accomplishment. I could hear Mr. C laughing out loud from his seat. I could have sworn teachers were supposed to be the nice ones.

'Cute dance. Your first lesson is complete. The second lesson will begin directly after class. You only have 15min to complete it because you have other lessons with other teachers. I will see you and your friends after school for our full training,' he said.

The rest of the class went by in a blur. I couldn't believe I had passed that first lesson so easily. My nerves skyrocketed when I thought of what else my teachers had in store for me. Once class was over, I waited till all the students left Mr. C's room, then went to his desk.

"So, Mr. C, what do you have planned for me?" I inquired with a lot of nervous and excited energy.

"I told you it's Anthony when I'm not in front of the classroom. Mr. C makes me feel so....old," he said as he scrunched up his face in disgust. "All the lesson you'll get today are focused on your mental strength. Your second lesson will test your telekinesis. Move this pencil here to the desk in the back of the room," he said as he pointed to the pencil on his desk.

I have learned that powers work better when it's more of an inner focus than when I physically focus on the action. I closed my eyes took a deep death and through my thoughts commanded the pencil to move to the other side of the room. When I open my eyes I saw that I had completed the task. I smiled at how easy everything has been.

"That's was good but this time, I want you so do it with your eyes open. Everything needs to become so easy, to the point where it's second nature," Anthony said.

I did the same moment with my eyes open and lead the pencil back into his hands. It was hard to wrap my head around the fact that I made a pencil fly across the room. To think, almost two months ago I didn't believe any of this was possible. I started to feel like I had a lot more potential then he was letting me show which frustrated me.

"Anthony this is way to easy. I want to learn how to do the cool stuff," I half whined.

"Oh really," he said arching an eyebrow up. "Move this desk and all the contents to the other side of the room silently."

It seemed like a simple job. I did the same focusing as I did on the pencil but all of a sudden there was this heavy weight on my mental bond. I could feel the strain of lifting the desk and its contents. It felt like I was trying to lift it with my arms but I felt it inside of me. Instead of my arm muscles straining, it was my brain. Keeping the movements silent was another thing entirely. With each nudge of the desk I had to, for lack of a better word, shush the movement. When I finally felt I had a hold I picked it up and lead it across the room with all my might. I ended up almost going through the entire wall.

"Good now put it all back perfectly. I will coach you through it this time, though, alright? I know that was a strain I can feel it," Anthony said in a slightly impressed but concerned voice.

"Ok, first I want you to close your eyes and picture what the classroom looked like before you moved the desk," I closed my eyes and pictured it. "Now command everything to go back the way it was. You will need to really command it not just want it. The strength in the command helps with the force," ha said.

Once I got the picture in my head I took a long deep breath and calmed my nerves. I used the sternest force I could muster and commanded the room to go back to how it was before. In a split second, everything moved in place without a squeak. I can't believe this stuff is getting easier. I smile proudly at myself.

"Good job," Anthony said chuckling. "Now I know you can withstand the rest of your training, and we finished with 5 minutes to spare. You're dismissed, Mrs. P is waiting."

I walked out of the classroom feeling good. Mrs. P is my PE teacher so I wondered what she would have in store.

***

"Hello class, today we will learn martial arts. Just the basic steps and movement," Mrs. P said. "Jay I hear you've done some boxing?"

I guessed this was the whole training part, "yes I have since I was younger."

"Good you will be my partner for the day, everyone else pick a partner and follow my assistance directions," Mrs. P said as she grabbed boxing wraps and started to wrap my hands for protection.

When we got to the corner she looked at me with a stern look in her eyes, "if you haven't caught up already this is part of your training we will start with some combinations since you already know what you're doing. You can't use your powers for everything,"

She threw a combo at me and I caught up quickly, "I know, I've always liked to fight on my own," I said smirking.

"Oh really," she said smirking.

Before I could even begin a comeback she attacked me. She was throwing jabs at every part of my body so fast I couldn't keep up.

"What were you saying about all your training?" Mrs. P said looking content.

"How did you.....what did you....what if someone sees?" I said breathlessly.

"I put up a glamor. They think we are laughing at me missing a punch. If you can't handle me you will never be good enough in the real world. Put your hands up let's go!"

This went on for exactly 95minutes before the class finally ended. Every time I got a hang of the combinations she would throw at me she changed them up. My body was aching in so many places. After I limped to the locker rooms and got in the shower I headed out for lunch.

When I arrived at my willow tree all my friends were waiting for my with a lot of food. As soon as I got close enough I fell into Daymien's arms and closed my eyes.

"Watch out for PE, Mrs. P has something against me," I said in an exhausted tone.

"Awe baby, we train in the last two periods of the day. I guess you got lucky with the first two," Daymien said laughing.

I half-heartedly punch him but let him feed me a sandwich like the great boyfriend he is. By the time lunch was over I had already eaten at least half of everyone else's lunch and got a good nap in, thank God for the long lunch. I wanted to go home but I knew if I did I wouldn't be back for the rest of the week.

***

Once all our classes ended Mr. C said to meet up in the school's chapel. I don't understand why we would train in the schools chapel but then again I know far too little about the things that go on around here. When I arrived at the chapel steps I saw no one else around. I walked in through the old wooden doors I could not believe my eyes. They literally had a full blown training facility. The room was equipped with the highest tech yet old fashion training tools. The inside looked absolutely nothing like the outside. There were training mats with people grappling on the floor. Multiple weapons hung along the walls most I don't even know the name of. Although everything was quiet outside, there were many people inside training, sweating and grunting.

"Welcome to Blackwells training facility. How do you like it?" Mr. C asked.

"How many secret room thingy pies do you people have?"

"More than you could ever count, and you will learn them all. You know, just in case someone tries to abduct you in school."

I groaned to myself, "So what torture do you have set for me today?"

"Well you and your friends will pick your weapon of choice and play with them," he said with a cunning smile. "Also, I'm Anthony here, too, no teacher business."

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be. You should know that I've touched nothing more than a gun. I accidentally found it under my bed when I was three and my dad told me never touch it again so uh I don't know what to pick."

"That's the great thing about weapons. In the human world people think they pick their weapons but in reality, the weapon picks you," a small woman with a man's build walked up to Anthony. "This is Belithna, she is a blacksmith and will help you call to your weapon."

"Close your eyes and call out to your weapon. Imagine yourself using it. Imagine harnessing it in your hands." Belithna said.

I closed my eye and thought of myself fighting with a weapon. I felt myself spinning out of the room and into a battlefield. Suddenly I felt the comfort of a handle on my hands. My arms swung like fluid with the weapon in my hand. Then, my vision was clouded with the horrible man from my dreams and blood. When I opened my eyes the entire room was looking at me with awe.

"Anthony what did I do?" I whispered.

"Oh, nothing just got picked by none other than the most powerful weapon there is. It has had many names over the years but only the person who yields it can name it. Legend has it there is only one of its kind and if any one person tries to obtain its power and the true owner does not trust them they will feel the wrath of the sword. There're only three people in our history that have used the sword," Anthony said looking very proud.

I closed my eyes once again and could feel the power pulsating from the sword into my hand. The power corded through my body until a single name was inside of my head.

"It has three names. The swords name is Fury for that fuels its rage to fight. When the time is right it breaks into Blood and Moon the sons of the night," I said in a foreign tone. "What was that?"

"The sword was naming itself. This is your primary weapon, but I will teach you how to use every weapon in this building."

All of a sudden the sword absorbed into my hands. I went into the small dressing room and looked into the mirror. I could already see a shift in my eyes. The real me was emerging I just needed to learn how to let her take control.

Once I finished getting dressed I went out onto the training grounds. Everyone had left the room except for my teacher, my friends, and their parabati.

"This is the group that will forever stay together and fight together so we might as well get aquatinted," Mr. Blackwell said in an authoritative voice. "Jenny Mavak has come with her parabati Juliet Benson."

As they stepped up and bowed I accidentally laughed.

"Is there something funny Miss Bloom?" Mr. Blackwell asked.

"Excuse me, sir, it's just that Juliet is so quiet and Jenny is anything but. It's a funny pairing"

"Looks can be deceiving. Jenny has the ability to answer all question anyone might have. She has access to all knowledge, but her fighting skills are a C average. Jenny has the power of invisibility, She was abducted and used as a spy in a foreign country before her powers fully developed. You will work with her when we begin to learn how to make our disguises,' as he said this the two of them stepped back in line.

"Up next we have Daymien Scott and Tommy Tremour. Daymien is a throne and will be used as Jay's fighting partner since they both have the highest power rankings. Ty has the power to absorb others powers, he will be used to help everyone gain full control over their powers."

"Claire Bonnet and Monica Tremour. They will work with anyone who has mind abilities and will also go along with Mrs. T to help with learning other languages."

"Don and Ty. You two will work together. Neither of you is familiar with your abilities so it will be full training. Last but absolutely not least Jay and Anthony. You two will train with everyone in this facility and learn as much as you can as quick as you can you two are the main..."

"Shh someone's in here I can sense their energy," Claire said.

"Show yourself," Mr. Blackwell said in a strong king like voice.

"S-s-sorry Mr.B Jeffery ran in here and I was just looking for him," a nerdy kid with red curly hair said.

"Jeffery there is no cat here please leave," Mr. Blackwell commanded ignoring the glare coming from Anthony. After the boy left the room he said, "Let us begin."

As soon as that word left his mouth the training began. I started off with my sword training. I was working with Anthony learning how to get used to my sword. Everything became surprisingly easy the more I did it. Every movement I made with my arm felt like one fluid motion.

Hours had gone by before practice finished. I became drenched in sweat and all my muscles ached from the movement. I had worked every muscle in my body today and I felt pain everywhere.

When Don and I got home we went straight to the kitchen to eat food. Somehow I got the feeling my mom understood what we were feeling because she feed us, ushered us to the bathroom, and sent us to bed. Right before I closed my eyes I got a text on my phone saying that I didn't have school tomorrow. Seeing those few little words on a screen felt like heaven.

Anonymous POV

I shifted from that horrible body back into my own. Those teachers and kids were so stupid. How could you be so focused on something you miss the danger that's lying right in front of you? I couldn't wait to get my hands on them, especially the one with the strong energy. She excites me.

I picked up my phone and called the boss, "They are training as of now. I believe we might have an equal fight."

"Good," he said chuckling. "You've done great by me. Advance on the girl called Jay. I want you to get as close to her as you can but never enter her home. It has begun."