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Chapter 3
“Wait, wait, wait. Me, a Slayer? How is that even possible?”
“Like I said, we detected the legion's essence inside you, and it's faint. But it usually means that you've become a Slayer. We'll put you in our training program, but for now, rest up.”
And uh, just like that, I became a Slayer? Wait, but isn't the process supposed to be more complicated than just absorbing some sphere into my body? More questions than answers popped up in my head. But more importantly, I wondered whether the village people were dead or alive, and how they were doing.
For the next four days, they conducted various tests on me. My awakening as a Slayer was nothing short of a miracle, seeing as I didn't take any painkillers or any sort of body conditioning to assimilate with the core. They also gave me a little lesson on cores in general. Apparently, different cores have different attributes such as fire, water, wind, earth, and special.
I asked them about this special attribute, and they told me that it comes from a range of unspecified abilities such as controlling space, mind, foresight, or time. I belonged to the special attribute, but they didn't know which one. I had to activate my core to see what it was. Honestly, I was a little excited to see what it was and start a new life. It was like the old me died, and I was reborn anew.
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The day after the tests were finished, I was escorted to the “training facility.” Along the way, I saw many things, such as the power plants, deployments of the city cannons, and the area that housed the shield generator underground, which was heavily guarded by Slayers and soldiers alike. And finally, I saw a floating island. Wait, what? A floating island?
“Hey, um…”
“Yes, Cornell?”
“What's that big floating island about? And how's it floating?”
“Oh, that island is an academy for Slayers. It's where you will train to use your powers and learn your duty in this new world.”
“Uh-huh. So, it wasn't a ‘training facility,’ but an academy. Would it kill you to just say it's an academy?”
“Saying it's a training facility makes it sound more militaristic, doesn't it? It helps give the people confidence in us and in the Slayers.”
Maybe he has a point.
We arrived at an airport and took a ship to the floating island. On the way up, they gave me a brief explanation of my life there as a student. Essentially, they would train me with basic survival knowledge, teach me how to hunt the legion, and show me how to use my abilities, as well as augment them.
“And here we are. Welcome to the academy. An assistant will bring you in and help you settle down. Once your training is over, I'll come back to find you.”
“Alright, Director.”
I waved to him as he went back into the ship. He and the other scientists had treated me well while I was recuperating from my injury and awakening.
When the ship finally departed, the doors to the academy opened. A silhouette of a woman appeared from beyond the door. Long silver hair and deep blue eyes. My breath was stuck in my throat as I forgot to breathe.
“Hi, I'm Amelia, your guide at the academy.”
And with that, I took a deep breath and took my first steps toward becoming a Slayer.