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Bones of fire
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Caution to the wind Bones of fire
Artemis White's POV A month had passed in a flash. The manor had become so loud, so populated - More than it ever had been. And yet, my head seemed much louder. Since I was forced into a simulation where the people I cared for had died, I tried my best to bury the memories. But it's hard to forget watching people you've become close to choke on their own blood and then die or get crushed under a roof before you even have the chance to save them. For the first two weeks after the incident, I did no physical training at all. The only thing that I did was medical training with Theo and Emma. Restricting my focus to their lessons and being guided by them really helped me mentally. I still fumbled occasionally, but I was now much more confident. After the two weeks, I slowly started to ease back into the lessons with my other instructors. My schedule had become busy again, and Malik had taken on the task of my meals instead of Ayame. They were less restrictive, I could pick and choose wh
Caution to the wind One day to forget
Third-person POVA storm of darkness raged in anger, swirling and destroying everything around Artemis. She sat peacefully in the centre of that dark storm, eyes heavy. The screen showed them slowly closing, Artemis leaning more and more to the side, until she finally dropped with a thump that made even Ayame flinch. The screen was black, and only the sound of Arte's ragged breaths came through the monitor. All of a sudden, the lights in the facility began to dim and flicker. Ayame's breath caught in her throat as she watched a figure claw her way out of Arte's shadow. Right in front of them. In the real world. She was tall. Beautiful. Inky black hair pooled in a perfectly straight blanket down her back, stopping at her waist. Her eyes were pitch black, completely. Her skin was pale, almost translucent under the sterile lights. She wore the shadows like a dress, barefoot. A crown of void and silver veins sat atop her head. "Tempest..." Ayame whispered. "She's a Spirit Queen..." Th
Caution to the wind Training: Part three.
Third Person POVArtemis paused at the threshold of the 'comm-lab' - A room that originally looked like a high-end security room and now looked even more high-end, techy and secure, blinking as banks of consoles and tangled cables sprawled before her. She’d spent years burrowing through encrypted networks and dismantling firewalls in midnight raids on corporate servers, assisting the military with her hacking skills, but field communications were a different beast. Captain Mara Quinn - Signal - turned from a holo-terminal, braid swinging over her shoulder like an antenna. She offered Artemis a half-smile. “You know your way around code, White. But this” - she held up a handheld scrambler - “is hardware. We’ll start with the basics.” Artemis was slightly taken aback by the change in Mara's personality. She was usually so kind and graceful. Now she just seemed cold and detached. Nonetheless, she accepted the device, running a fingertip over its matte surface and tiny LED screen. Un
Caution to the wind Training: Part Two
Artemis White's POV"Today, we start from zero", Herrington said. He removed his jacket, revealing a short-sleeved shirt and arms covered in faded campaign tattoos. His skin was a story of every time he was deployed. Every battle, every comrade gained and lost. I could feel admiration and respect welling within me, more than I already had for him. "We build the body before we teach it how to fight", he explained. I listened carefully, nodding when he looked at me with eyes that asked if I was listening. "I need to know what you're capable of already. At your core," he said, pulling a chalk from his pocket and drawing a table on a chalkboard that sat on the wall. I'd never seen it before, so it must have been something Herrington brought in. In each row were 'speed', 'strength' and 'stamina'. It seemed as though he was going to grade my basic abilities first, before deciding on his method of building my body. "Let's warm up. Copy me," he said, placing the chalk down.For three minute
Caution to the wind Training: Part One
Artemis White's POVI stood in the garden, Khione, Major Herrington, Miguel, Maria, Sebastian and the team behind me. They were silent, as was I.Ayame Rivers stood in front of me, her eyes observing me carefully. "The first test is a Trial of Will", she said slowly. "Walk the firewalk. Show me that you can endure the pain, push through at all costs. Only those with a strong will can face their future properly," she continued. Then, she raised a hand and swiftly, in one fluid motion, jagged and uneven rocks catching fire, coal burning on them, under them and between them. It definitely looked painful. But so was having my back slowly shredded by a rusty, blunt dagger. "Arte, this is insane, you can't-" Khione said frantically. I turned to her and smiled, "I can do it, Khi. You don't trust me?" I asked. Khione looked at me, stunned. "I-I trust you, but...You're going to get hurt, Arte. You just came out of the hospital, not even two hours ago!" I turned my head to Ayame, "No need to
Caution to the wind Returning home
Third-person POVArtemis' eyes fluttered. She winced, even against the pale splash of colour. The world was no longer a void. Colour had returned, but there was still a residual blur. Her fingers brushed against the crisp edge of a blanket, and she realised: she could see it. A thin sliver of sky peeked through frosted glass, paling from ink-blue to soft lavender.A medical chart rested on the bedside table - Dr. Stone’s scrawl of eye-test results. Artemis propped herself on one elbow, blinking to clear the hospital-grade sterility. The muted hum of monitors became visible ribbons of light dancing on their screens.Heart pounding, she flexed her toes inside the sterile black socks. Shapes took form around her: a framed sketch of the White crest, a bouquet of pale roses in a glass vase, the faint glow of an emergency lamp in the corner. Her sight felt fragile, as though she were peering through the thinnest pane of crystal.Then came sound: soft footsteps in the corridor, the measured
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