Chapter 13 The Choice

"HAAA!" I yawned as everyone finally finished their laps around the living quarters. Like yesterday I was first to finish again and this time the gap was much wider. 'It seems my training paid off.' I thought as I got up.

"Good, you have all finished now. Today is special though as your second day of training you get to pick a weapon and with it the appropriate training manual." 02 said as some people got excited.

Some of them were even jumping joy. 'They probably think they can get a gun. Right?' I thought to myself as I shook my head. Although it could be a possibility guns weren't my style.

"So when will we be picking?" someone within the crowd asked excitedly. "Now." 02 said as we all reappeared in a room in a flash of light.

"Go down which ever path you want and pick a weapon. They're free by the way but you can only pick ONE!" 02 said as I began to look around.

The floor and roof was made of marble and around us there were paths. Each path had a corresponding gate, sign and statue above it.

(Listen up now I am no weapon expert so most of these gates are based on what little knowledge I know and opinion so don't flame me)

There were multiple gates though but each seemed to have a different grade of "importance". For example the 3 most outstanding gates were golden and glittered brightly. These gates were of the sword, the spear and the bow.

'No surprise there.' I thought as I looked at the other gates. On the sides of the golden gates there were 4 silver gates. Namely the axe, the sabre, the glaive and the fist gates. 'Interesting weapons for the silver gates. Although does the fist even count as a weapon? I guess it does with martial arts.' I thought as I looked at the remaining gates.

The rest were bronze. These weapons consisted of the sling shot, club, javelin, knuckle dusters, the chinese fan, etc. There were a lot of bronze gates too many to list.

Unsurprisingly though 50% of people went into the golden gates. Of those 50% the distribution was about equal. Everyone else went into the silver gates.

Remaining in the room was only I and George. As we were the only people left he looked at me dead in the eye and said "I will win! No matter what it takes even if I have to play dirty as long as I win. Before we're out of here I will kill you!!"

After he said that with passion and fury he ran towards the glaive gate. 'Damn man with that much passion if he wasn't so psychotic I would have tried to befriend him. What ever though I guess it's my turn to choose.' I thought as I looked around.

Soon my eyes landed on a gate "I choose you."