Discovered. ~12~

"There will be four training centers. One hour will be spent in each centre, per day, five days a week." Walter announced.
He told everyone what was coming, and how to be prepared. He turned to his four teachers. "Miss Ebony will teach you alchemy. You will learn to make healing remedies and vanquishing potions." He said to the little crowd of wide-eyed faces. "Mr. Blackwood will teach you combat skills. You will learn to work with weapons." He said, gesturing to the next man. "Mr. Hammerstone will teach you how to work with your powers. And finally, Miss Bluethorn will teach you survival skills. In two days, we will receive many other students, throughout the next six months we will. This means we will all have to share our rooms, in groups of four. For today, you will set the manor up for our guests." Jordan looked at Roslyn.
She read his eyes, knowing the plan. There were quiet murmurs, eyes glancing at Jordan, his eyes darkened slightly. Walter reached for a jar. "Pull a number out of the Jar, there are five numbers. All four classes, and setting up housing." He said, beginning to go through the rows, pacing the little slips of paper. Olivia and Flynn got survival, Roslyn unfolded her paper. Jordan looked at her. "Housing.." She muttered. "Me too.." He said, winking. They weren't planning on going. "Please proceed to your stations." Walter said, as he turned and walked out. Roslyn felt Jordan's fingers lock with hers as Flynn and Olivia rose an headed out with the crowd. "Let's get out of here.." He murmured, guiding her through the crowd, out to have the world to themselves for a while.

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Tamar grinned as he completed his plans.
Wilbur sat in the small chair by the door, staring at the jar. "Guards!" Tamar demanded. A demon appeared through the door. "Come." He said. Wilbur watched in amazement as Tamar ran his hand across the hideous creature's so called "face", glamour him to look like a human. The demon stood, now with a human body, with brown hair and eyes, in hunter's gear. "Azel, find the girl. Whether she's with Jordan or not. You are stronger, kill anyone who gets in the way. Be back with her, alive by midnight, if not, I'll send a raid." He said, grinning devilishly.
Azel nodded, flames surrounded him, as he fast traveled to his destination. Wilbur stared at Tamar, anger burning in his dark blue eyes. This wasn't right. He was going to help the girl escape when she arrived.

***

"Are you sure we should skip preparation?" Roslyn said, laying in the beautiful meadow with Jordan. Their bodies were tangled, her head on his chest. He smirked. "Don't worry love.. I mean, soon we wont get time like this. We'll be training. And then dying." He said. Roslyn sat up, moving closer, touching his face. "You're the one that will end this. You, aren't dying." "Neither are you." Jordan said. "I won't let anything hurt you." He said. She smiled, leaning in, brushing her lips across his teasingly. He smiled, but it quickly faded, he laid there frozen, as if focusing hard on something. "What is it?" She said, getting off. "Something is here.. Crouch down." He obeyed, watching him from behind, his body tensed through his loose black t-shirt. She heard a small, close rustle, but remained still. Her heart jumped at arms wrapped around her, she let out a shriek as a hand went over her mouth. Jordan spun around, eyes black, growling. Roslyn saw human arms around her, Jordan seemed to see different. Roslyn bit a finger on the hand over her mouth, it let go. She backed up, to see a man, with brown hair, and angry, burning brown eyes staring at the two of then. Jordan lunged for the man, sending him flying into a nearby boulder. He stood up, baring his teeth. Roslyn stood in shock. Jordan's demonic side kicked in to full extent as he lunged him again, growling, tearing the flesh off of him. The man screamed and kicked in pain, Roslyn moved closer to see. The screams turned into an inhuman screeching of pain. It was a demon. Jordan could see through the glamour. The demon was looking for her.