Training Day

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Joining the guard had been a somewhat natural move from Bellamy's militia, if a little odd given that it was a shift from fighting on behalf of the delinquents to being a part of the official Ark defense. The same who had guarded her and the other prisoners while in the Sky Box, who had strictly enforced life on the Ark prior to that. If they had all still been floating around in space Monroe might have dismissed the idea, but things were different, at least to some extent. They were in new territory down here, with new threats to face. The fact those from the dropship had a greater knowledge of this than the Arkers who had followed had perhaps been part of the reason several of them were recruited for the guard. Although she was sure a more significant reason had been the influence of Bellamy Blake, and as such, those of them who had joined may not have considered it if not for him.

It was Bellamy she was now eyeing from across the training arena. The newer recruits were still under guidance and there was always more to learn, so a one-on-one instruction session in hand-to-hand combat was necessary, vital for if they should come up against an enemy in such close proximity. And fun. As many of the training sessions were, but it was those led by Bellamy that truly inspired those who had followed him from the beginning. Perhaps it was the element of trust or that he knew them better than anyone else. Perhaps both. Monroe took a few steps toward the center of the room, ready to begin.

Tag: Bellamy Blake