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'''Swirling like smoke. It twisted and swirled and rearanged itself... into words. Lihn's heart was whirring like a hummingbird in her chest. Tam?'''

'''"What does it say?" Dex asked, squinting at the letters on the ground.'''

'''Lihn shivered. "It says... Do not forget the Hive."'''

Chapter3: 

Fitz's POV

Run.

Dodge.

Strike.

Repeat.

'''It seemed training would never end. Especially when their army of bodyguards were hounding them.'''

'''"HARDER!" shouted Grizel.'''

'''"FASTER!" that was sandor.'''

'''"Again." Tarina.'''

'''Part of him didnt want it to end. The pain was a way fro him to forget about his problems. But he was so sore...'''

'''Sweat rolled down Fitz's forehead as he repeasted the obstical course, which had been set up in Sophie's backyard of collosol sizes. First a sprint from one side of the mansion to the other, leaving his ribs aching painfully. Next a leap over the six foot hurdle and a tuck and roll into a landing. '''

Then the training dummie.

'''One throwing star. One shot.'''

'''"Aim for the head this time!" Grizel shouted. '''

'''A grunt escaped his mouth as he flung the weapon at the target. It soared in a strait line, landing in the arm. Miss. '''

'''Fitz cursed under his breath, but moved out of the way to make room for Biana, who was coming in hot, her goblin throwing star ready in her hand. '''

'''He watched as she threw her star and it stuck into the neck. Not bad, he thought grudgingly.'''

'''"You need a break." Fitz turned to see Grizel, who was watching him with her eyes slanted, her buff gobliny arms crossed. '''

'''"Oh, really?" he spat. "I hadn't noticed."'''

'''He sat forcefully down on the log bench to catch his breath. He was tired of this. Yes, they were training, but were they actually DOING something? Alvar was free. '''

Fitz spat.

'''Biana sat down next to him, breathing hard. Woltzer, her personal body guard, handed her a bottle of water. Fitz heard the liquid slosh as she took a swig, water running down the sided of her mouth.'''

'''"That was fun." she said, still out of breath.'''

Fitz shot her a glare.

'''They watched as four of their friends completed the course. Wylie hit the dummie in the chest. Keefe missed completely due to Ro pouncing on him from behind. Marella, due to her slight vertical challenge, hit the stomach, and Sophie, being Sophie, got the bull's eye. '''

Just like the last nine times.

'''"I think we should be done for today." Sandor delcared. Everyone was too out of breath to answer, but Fitz didnt need to use telepathy to know that everyone agreed. '''

"When Dex gets here," Keefe managed to say, "I am SO going to lock him in with the Verminion."

'''"This is the fourth time." Marella agreed.'''

'''"He has work to do, It's understandable that he would miss these sessions." Sophie defended, her breath getting in the way of her speech.'''

'''"Don't worry, we'll make sure to have something extra special when he IS able to come." Tarina promised.'''

'''"You guys are bunch of winers." Ro yawned. "Back home, our training exersizes inolved live dragons and rolling boulders up mountains."'''

'''"DON'T." Fitz shouted. "GIVE THEM ANY IDEAS."'''

'''"I don't know about you guys, but I'm going inside, where ther'es air contidioning." Wylie said, clearly the smartest.'''

'''It didn't take long for everyone to follow suit. '''

'''Fitz walked up to Sophie, wrapping an arm around her. Even when she was covered in sweat she was beautiful. Angelic blonde hair, perfect skin, perfect body. '''

'''"You know, I think that they're trying to torture us." He smiled at her.'''

'''She blushed. He loved it when she did that. '''

"Iv'e asked Sandor about that. He didnt say yes. But he didnt say no, either."

'''As they entered the Ruwen household, a gush of cool air greeted them, and a huge sigh of relief was shared between them. Fitz moved to enter the living room with everyone else, but Sophie stopped in her tracks. Fitz turned to her.'''

'''"Aren't you coming...?" he gestured to the living room, where everyone ese was now sharing cold lushberry juice just as Mrs. Ruwen had promised.'''

'''"Fitz... theres something I need to tell you." Sophie took a breath looking slightly worried.'''

'''Fitz did his best at a confident smile. "What is it?"'''

'''SOphie seemed to battle with herself for a moment, biting her lip and struggling not to pull on her eyelashes. '''

'''"I'm Unmatchable." She blurted, looking slightly pround of herself.'''

'''"W-what dyou mean, 'Unmatchable'?" Fitz stammered. "That's like a joke right?"'''

'''"It's not." Sophie said. "I would never joke like that."'''

'''Fitz ran a hand through is hair, trying to breathe slowly. This couldnt be happeneing.'''

'''"It's not so bad. I mean we can still... Right?" Sophie was sounding anxious.'''

'''Fitz laughed. He meant it to be reasuring, but it came out nervous.'''

'''"Of course!" He said, slightly too loud, slightly too happiily.'''

Of course.