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creating machine” I told her.
“Then, please be careful” Cried my mother.
“I will mother” I replied.
Of course ten of us left with the defender collectors, but before we got to start training at the academy we had to get there, what was classed as part of the training. We had a 26 hour walk in front of us through the T-Rex inhabited forest until we got to the safety of the academy. The 26 hours included two, one hour breaks and a four hour sleeping break. We had five hours of walking, an hour break, then five hours of walking, then a four hour rest, then another five hours of walking, then the final five hour break and then the last five hour walk. The path is normally safe for this time of the year but just for safety we have two defenders flying above us ready to save us from any T-Rex’s we may come across. The first five hours passed smoothly with no trouble, and we had a good hour of well deserved resting. But of course the safety was short lived, half way through our next five hour walk, the earth shuddered. We knew exactly what this meant a T-Rex was approaching, and in seconds it was in sight. It towered above us. It was one of the largest one’s I have ever seen. It was a good and proper adult. We all remained extremely still as instructed by the defender collectors. I was stood by a tree and my nerves were put to the test as the T-Rex lowered its head and moved it to inches away from me. I remained still absolutely petrified, when it finally lifted its head back up. The two defenders that had been flying above us were interfering and lead the T-Rex away from us. When it was out of sight, I breathed a sigh of relief. The collectors congratulated me on how well I held my nerve and we then carried on on our travels. It was only another later we came across a Daspletosaurus. A Daspletosaurus is a close relative to the T-Rex, sharing the common factors of Dangerous and Carnivorous. This time we had no defenders to help so all we could do is hope that eventually it would just lose interest and move on. Again we remained absolutely still. The Daspletosaurus chose to put his head close to a different person, this time a lad. He looked the eldest of us all, he held his nerve, the Daspletosaurus slowly started to move his head away from him when the lad sighed. Straight away the Daspletosaurus moved straight back. All of us knew what was going to happen so one of the collectors ran to move the attention away from the lad. The Daspletosaurus ran after him. When both of them were out of sight we rushed on hoping we wouldn’t run into another and that collector would survive to tell us the tale. We decided to skip the four hour rest and keep walking, we also skipped the final hour rest and slowly reached the protective fence of the academy. Waiting there for us was the collector that ran. He had blood on his arms and legs but he was alive. Both of the collectors lead us in. The Academy was a large building about the size of my old town. We saw the last set of learners fly off to their new positions. We were lead into the main room where there was the kit of some of the most famous Defenders that have passed. My father’s kit was hung up on one of them, I never knew my father, he was gobbled by a T-Rex while I was still in my mother’s belly, but mother had told me lots and lots about him.
They lead us to the trainer and the learning trainer. The trainer was good forty years old what was extremely old for these days. The learning trainer looked in his early twenties. He looked familiar but I could not tell who he was.
We had given them our names back at the town when they first collected us. The trainer looked down the list on the piece of brown paper. He looked down the list, then at me and then back at the list. He passed the list over to the learner trainer and said, “First, you need to learn their names”
He looked down the list and then looked at me and said, “Impossible”
The trainer looked at him. He pointed at a name and then the trainer passed a motion for him to move to the side.
“Ok, make a line” shouted the trainer.
We got into a line, I was on the edge. The trainer walked up and down in front of us expecting every single inch of us.
“You are here, to learn the art of the defenders. This year will be the hardest year you will encounter...” started the trainer, he stopped in front of me and said, “Except from you, you won’t last a month”
“Permission to die trying sir” I said.
He carried on walking up and down.
“First thing you’ll need to get into your little heads, when you are defenders, you will coming face to face with live and dangerous dinosaurs, including the T-Rex, the Daspletosaurus, and many others. I have already been told about your encounter with both the T-Rex and the Daspletosaurus and I am extremely impressed with the way you handled it. But I will tell you, then you had someone to look after you, when you are a defender you will not. At the very end of your training you will go into the forest and spent a night out there, surviving with just the ten of you. Then you will proceed to be the defenders of towns. But first you must pass every element that we may throw at you, including the element of flight. Let us get started” said the trainer.
We were lead to kit station where the kit that was needed was kept. On one side of the room was jackets and the other side the tight fighting trousers that all of us were aware that the lads did not like the look off. Then in a line in the middle were the white tops. I stuck with my white tank top. The lads had long sleeved white tops and there were brown jackets for both me and the lads. Then the trousers were the same colour as the jacket. Each person got two of each, one to wear while the other was being washed. We were shown to our room where we could change into our kits. There was only one problem to me, I had to share a room with the nine boys. The trainer respected that I may not be happy so he assigned me the corner bed and put up some clothes as curtains, so the lads couldn’t watch me get change. I changed quite comfortably in my little cornered off area. When I came out, to me relief all the lads had gotten changed. The trainer came in and took us to the first exercise. It was a pretend back of a pterodactyl. It had a long saddle on it that I had seen on the real Pterodactyl’s. It had a ledge at top. We gathered around it. The learning trainer came in between me and the trainer.
“Show them how you do it” ordered the trainer to the learning trainer. He walked to the pretend back and got on it. He lay flat on it and grabbed the ledge of the saddle. It started jolting around he held on tight and stayed on it. After a few minutes it stopped and he climbed off it and stood back in between me and the trainer. The trainer made the lads go on one by one and each one had managed to stay for a minute and then fell off except from one who stayed on through the time, it had been the lad that had sighed to early in the forest. It was my turn. I got on it and held onto the saddle tight. I started off fine, I was able to stay on for a few moments and close to the end it did one hard jolt that sent me fling off it. The learning trainer came over to me and asked, “Are you ok?”
“I think so, my wrist hurts but apart from that I’m fine” I replied with a sharp pain in my wrist. I had obviously landed on it and done something to it.
“Sort her out and then bring her back here. I think all of these need some practice” ordered the trainer.
Learning trainer helped me up and then lead me out. He took me to a room where they had a wooden shelf at about waist height, he helped me up and I sat on it.
“Pass me your wrist” said the learning trainer.
I passed him my wrist. He looked carefully at it. While he was doing that he asked, “So, how is mother?”
“Elliot?” I asked shocked.
“Yep, so, how is mother?” asked Elliot.
“She’s ok” I replied.
“And yourself?” asked Elliot.
“Alright, I guess. What about you?” I asked back.
“Better now I have seen you again. We used to have so much fun together.” Replied Elliot.
“Yeh, we did.” I agreed.
“How have you been keeping yourself entertained?” asked Elliot.
“Well, three years ago I found a injured baby T-Rex so I was looking after him for two years” I replied.
“I bet mother went ape” laughed Elliot.
“A matter of fact she did” I laughed.
“Come on. It looks like you’ve just twisted it. It will be fine in a few hours” commented Elliot. He led me back to the training area. We walked in just as one of the lads was thrown off the jolting back.
“Now, your here, you can have your second go.” Commented the trainer.
I walked up to the jolting back, took a deep breath, and climbed on it through the pain of my wrist. I held on tightly to the Saddle ledge and then it started. I held on extremely tight and within minutes it had stopped and I was still laid on it. The trainer clapped and congratulated me “Well done. The second one to remain on the saddle. I climbed down and stood in between the one that had done it first time and the trainer. The one that did it first time leaned over to me and whispered “Is your wrist ok?”
“Yeh, it is just twisted” I replied in a whisper.
We spent the whole day just doing that over and over again, and every time the lad that did it first time and I lasted the whole time. When we were finally allowed to go to the room the lad that had done it first time asked me, “So what is your name?”
“Elspeth.” I replied.
“Are you the one that looked after that injured baby T-Rex?” asked the lad.
“Yeh” I replied shocked.
“My father told me about you. He said you’d kept it secret for two years and you were absolutely devastated when he and another person had to take away from you” explained the lad.
“What is your name?” I asked.
“Cedric” replied the lad.
“Well you obviously know more about me then I do about you” I commented.
“Do you want to see something amazing?” asked the lad.
“Always” I replied briefly.
He grabbed my hand and literally pulled me out of the room. When we got out of the door I whispered, “We are supposed to stay in the room”
“Have you never broke the rules before?” asked Cedric in a whisper.
“Thousands of times” I replied.
“Then this shouldn’t be so as
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