Derek jerked up as soon as the loud pealing resounded, his heart thudding so uncontrollably he had to touch his chest.
"Dammit" He held his head taking a look at the opposite side, Alexander was still asleep. He picked up the candle by his side then tossed it at his head.
Alexander slowly lifts his head up, scowling at Derek.
"Why should you ignore the bell yet I woke up, that's not happening on my watch."
"I should have picked Taven." Alexander covers himself with his fur sheet.
Derek got up on his feet, stretching out his body, the room was a portable one too high for even Alexander to touch the ceiling, one bed stationed to the right, another to the left, beside each bed was a small table and a chest at the feet of the bed. On each side of the door facing the room were windows.
Derek walked over to the window by his side, he could see slight movements in the courtyard, for it was still partly dark.
"Up you go Alex, people are gathering already." He hurries to his chest.
Coming out from their room, Derek and Alexander met with Taven and Liam, dressed as they were, purple sleeveless tunic - knee length, girdled by their waist with a black belt on black pants and thick leather sandals on their feet, the Azma Scout Regiment dress. They greeted each other then headed for the courtyard.
All scouts were now present, discussing under the heavy, murky morning, as soon as everyone noticed Second Commander Devon and his soldiers, they kept calm. This time there was someone else, also a Commander from his armor, he was huge, even his armor could not hide his ripped nature. Just like Second Commander Devon, he had his hair braided, but his was dark having just five strands, his eyes were intense giving him a furious look.
"What is this?" He roared, his voice light, hallow with depth which startled everyone. "Give me ten front men now."
Everyone took formation immediately, forming a ten man column, Derek was at the fourth column of the left side, beside Alexander, while Taven and Liam were behind them.
"Good, much better." He smiled and how gorgeous he was, his looks changed totally to a cheerful one.
"I am Kanlor Rudy, first commander of this camp and the twentieth Azma Unit, the unit charged with watching this camp. I heard five hundred scum bags made it into Scout-hood. Not bad, be ready to drop even lower."
His words immediately sparked up indistinct murmuring amongst the Scouts.
Kanlor glared at them furiously, watching for who to pick out but they all silenced up unwilling to be punched by him having witnessed the scene from that of Devon.
"In my grounds I will give no room for talks and distractions, am I clear?"
"Yes sir!" The Scouts echoed.
"Aye Commander Sire scum bags." He corrected with a roar.
"Aye commander Sire!" They shouted.
"Good, training commences today, we are taking a hike to the lake were you'll be cleansing yourselves, but first, pick a partner."
Derek immediately grabbed unto Liam's arm.
"You are mine chubs." He declared.
"Is this pay back from earlier?" Alexander squints at Derek.
"Oh absolutely not, I have a good reason."
"I'll gladly be your partner." Taven assured.
"Watch and begin the exercise." Kanlor began, "Ivan! Get over here!"
The boy who was punched by Devon found his way towards Kanlor.
"You'll be my partner, now is your chance for some payback."
"He's dead." said Liam without hesitation.
Ivan was like a twig before Kanlor, the outcome was certain already.
Ivan gazed at his fellow scouts - his eyes calling for support, he glanced back at Kanlor, clenched his fist then threw a fast punch.
Avoiding the blow, Kanlor grabbed his arm then threw him over his shoulder, slamming him on the ground.
Derek was as shocked as everyone else, he was sure that punch would land a clean hit.
"Now begin" Kanlor gazes down at Ivan who was still holding his back groaning from the pain, "Get up Ivan, it's my turn." He smirked.
Derek glanced at Taven with a grin, knowing what he did. "Enjoy your spar section with Alex."
Taven looked over at Alexander, he was set already, he swallowed hard.
By the time Derek gazed back at Liam he had already thrown a punch, but Derek was quick enough to elude it.
Derek grabbed his arm, with all his strength he threw Liam over his shoulder.
"What are you? A boulder?" Derek asked flexing his shoulders.
Liam held his waist as he stood up, "I thought I had you."
"Sneak attack from you won't work, my turn." Derek clenched his fist, positioning himself to throw a punch. "Are you set chubs?"
Liam prepares himself for the punch, "I'm ready."
Derek knew Liam was a novice so he planned going easy on him, he throw a side punch hoping Liam would at least dodge it but it landed hard on Liam's cheek.
"Are you serious? You said you were ready."
Liam began searching about as though looking for something.
"I'm right here chubs."
Liam pried at him, "Oh, there you are, I was, just didn't expect it." He falls to the side.
Derek sighs, "This is going to be a tough one." He glances over at Taven and Alexander.
Taven was seated on the ground, holding his nose while Alexander crouched by him patting his back.
"What the nut Alex? Go easy on him."
Alexander narrowed his eyes to Liam who was still unconscious then gazed back at Derek with a raised brow.
"He just fell asleep." Derek smiles.