Chapter 0201
My Secret, My Bully, My Mates.
As I take another shot to the head I risk moving to look Wyatt in the eye. âAny day now big guy.â He
huffed a laugh and started to move again.
âWhoa! This sh*t is slippery.â he shouts in my ear as his foot almost slips off the rope in front of him.
âDonât try and step, slide your feet like ice skating, same with your hands. Move quickly, theyâve
stopped shooting, probably to reload.â I say to the pair behind us as much as to Wyatt.
We finally make it to the platform, but the trainers have reloaded and now we have to make it down
among the new wave of paintballs. As Wyatt sets me down I notice more than half our team is still
up here.
âWhat are you guys waiting for, an invitation? Get down the ladder!â I shout at them.
They all jump like coming out of a trance and start to scramble down one at a time. Itâs still slow
going now that the trainers have targeted the rungs of the ladder making it slick with the oily paint.
We get to the bottom followed by the last pair and then we take off running. I keep up with Wyatt,
not really sure where to go, but figure we must be trying to cross some sort of finish line.
âTime!â Warrior Nickolas shouts. âNot bad. Circle up everyone, letâs talk this out.â All the teams that
just ran the course ran over. The people in the front took a knee so the rest of us can all see and
hear clearly. âTeam one, you successfully made it across with all of your team members today with
the ropes expanded to eight feet apart. Team two, you also completed the course, and faster than
team one. Both teams used the one-by-one method all of you have been practicing for the last few
weeks. Team three, you chose to try a different method, which earned you an additional phase of
attack.â There were grumbles around me, but I donât really understand why. âCan anyone tell us why
the additional attack was needed?â Warrior Nickolas asked as if no one was making a sound.
Audrina raises her hand, then starts to speak. âAs a team the buddy system was getting us across
faster than the one-by-one method, but that also made the human backpacks vulnerable to other
outside attacks. The paintballs were used to slow us down on several different fronts. The people
carrying had to fight the slippery rope and those riding unfortunate enough to get shot had to hang
onto their slippery partner.â
âCorrect, good observation. How did team three adjust to the attack? What was done right?â
âThe two that were riding shifted to the front to protect the partners crossing the bridge, which
lowered the risk of falling, but the riders took an onslaught of hits.â The woman who called me the
ânew toyâ earlier answered.
âUh huh. What could have been fixed? Skylar, Iâll let you answer this since you took the brunt of the
attack.â
My eyes went wide, I was not prepared for the attention. I make eye contact with Audrina who gives
me a squinted look, probably trying to say âdonât f*ck this up Newbie.â
âI think having more of our team on the ground neutralizing the attackers would have helped and we
may have suffered less hits and would have cut our time down some. The paintball attack was
clearly something that no one was expecting and it caught everyone off guard. Maintaining
awareness in the chaos and staying focused on the objective until the assignment is complete is
probably the biggest lesson here.â I finish, not looking around since the whole group has gone
completely silent. Nickolas gives me a smirk and then looks over to Warrior Osiston.
âWhy did no one try to stop the trainers from firing on your team?â Warrior Osiston asks. âYou all
stopped to gawk at the two pairs that were being pulverized by thousands of paintballs. And we
each unloaded about a thousand rounds.â He looks pleased with himself and I had to fight an eye
roll as I noticed the blue color that is the most prominent color dripping from me happens to match
the paint in his gun. He had far too much fun shooting me the jackass.