EroticReverieFantasies

Salayna Silveri Salt

I watch the murmurings of the Guard Group leaders on the overlook, as they look down at all of us "hopeful" students. I wasn't sure how it was decided who went where or to what group. All I knew is there were twelve guard groups, and with the number of us that were now students, we'd be divided up among them. About five guys and five girls to each guard group. 

I feel a jolt of relief when my name is called for Guard group one, Rylus's group. Another when Brailyn is called right after me for the same group. She gives me a small side eye with the tiniest smile before schooling her face into a neutral "fighter" tight lipped conformed face. 

"Group one ....these are your third year leaders..." the man standing to the side of the group of guys and girls looking down at us, while waving his hand to gesture at the line of eleven people. Six guys, five girls. 

"Galyn Galestorm...siren and succubus...hailing from the Wildlands of Uresha." I watch the tall red hair green eyed girl step forward, glaring daggers at me. Not anyone else...just..me. Then stepping back into line. 

He's introuding them with their names and their powers...and where they are from and doing the women first. 

"Trystel Talisa...air weilder..hailing from The Wildlands of Corvosh."  I watch a tall blonde hair blue eyed girl step forward, her eyes are daggers, and again, on only me.. Jesus, if looks could kill. She steps back. 

"Freya Feathern...Soarer....From the Loyalist Lands of Iondris." A brown haired , brown eyes girl steps forward. Soarer's were almost like fliers, except not as rare...and well...they couldnt actually fly. But could soar short distances and make themselves light, allowing them to fall from great heights, or make great jumps without impact. 

"Wileana Wintear...Freezer....from the Loyalist lands of Saltus." Tall, blonde hair blue eyes...she steps forward. Freezers could momentairly halt others...or objects that were in movement. 

"Reina Ristov....Climber...from the loyalist lands of Folne" A tall brown skin girl with bright blue eyes that almost seem lit up, with short curly black hair steps forward. Climbers, could scale anything...almost like a spider..exactly like a spider. Their hands just ...stuck to things. 

Onto the guys....he calls my best friend...my only friend....

"Rylus Rainest.....Earth Weilder....Loyalist from Saluts." I watch Rylus step forward. My heart doing a little stupid flutter as it always has, at his brown skin and short brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. Rylus can manipulate the earth. Rocks...dirt...moutains....trees...he can cause earth quakes...landslides...how well he can do it...I don't know...I don't know how well any of them can weild their powers yet. 

"Yum." Bailyn whispers. A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips. a, because she has no idea she's obejctifying my admittedly hot as fuck best friend, but also because...she's right...yum. He's six foot three and actually..making mouths water. Another power, that's all his own. 

"Helzier Hailtas....Speed Weilder...from the loyalist lands of Folne." I watch a taller guy step forward...probably about fix foot five compared to Rylus who I know is six foot three. He's got short dirty blonde hair and green eyes. Speed Weilders are fast. They run fast, fight fast, and can move at speeds faster than anything else in our world. 

"Xavien Xavos.....Teleporter....from the loyalist lands of Folne" another six foot five guy steps forward, with buzzcut brown hair and brown eyes. Teleporters can only move short distances...it's not like they can put themselves in another state...they can only move feet at a time....but it does become handy I suppose when in battle, or when trying to enter places you may not be allowed. 

"Malus Mikailn......Lightning Weilder...from the Wildlands of Uresha." A slightly shorter guy than the last steps forward, black buzzcut hair..blue eyes...oh wow...how surprising..more fucking dagger eyes from the Wilds. I feet my cheeks heat. Either with anger, or fear, or both I'm not sure. Lightning weilders, could basically draw lightning bolts from their fucking hands, and weild the bolts like daggers, shooting them from great distances. If an actual storm is happening...watch the fuck out. He'd decimate an entire field of fighters. 

"Warrick Warning.....Shape Shifter...from the Wildlands of Corvosh." A six foot five, brown haired green eyed fucking monster steps forward...a handsome...hot monster. Did i mention everyone in the fucking Battle Guards was hot as fuck? What was in the water here? The girls and the guys, all of them...fucking stunning. Even the Wilds when they try to cut me down with a single look. I swear the last guy, Malus, is  fighting the urge to strike me with a lightning bolt right now as his eyes narrow upon me, and I swear his eyes sparkle...in a terrifying way.. NOT a sweet way. 

"Dath Dragnost....Invisibility and Light Shifter...haild from the Wildlands of Corvosh." 

Instantly the breath is sucked from my lungs. Dragnost. I know that name. I know that name because my brothers were tried and deemed innocent for the murder of his brother during their time as students...they were in their third year here...he was in his first....when his power manifested....which is the same as Dath's , they killed him....well not them...but I know they were involved...even if they say they weren't...but they'd set it up..so another first year killed him....I swallow hard as Dath stares directly at me..........fuck.

He's taller than the rest...at least six foot seven....with tan skin....black hair....blue eyes....a scar over his lip...and a long thin scar that slashes from his forehead, down over his eyes and across his cheek. 

He's going to kill me. He's going to fucking kill me a voice inside my head chants. Because it's not just his brothers death my family is responsible for....but also for the death of his father..his mother.  It doesnt matter that is was my fathers call to slaughter the leader rebels in the wilds.  It doesnt matter it was my fucking father who was the reason for a genocide of his own fucking people...I had the last name too. Therefor....I was guilty. 

It doesnt go unoticed by me that they introduce each person by either from Loyalist lands or the Wildlands...they do it on purpose...to further divide us...even though none of us had anything to fucking do with the war....we were fucking kids at the time. I flinch as Dath's lip curls at me before stepping back into line.

I wasnt sure which I had to keep myself from doing more, throwing up, or pissing myself.