Chapter 1

Two weeks to the tournament, and that meant practice. He was up against a Grarrl this time, the new kid, Tony. Normally it would be an unfair fight, if it wasn't Tony's first lesson.With his experience it would at least be a fair fight, if not tilted a bit in his direction. Taking their positions, they waited for the gong to signal the start of the match.

As the gong sounded, Surtyc unleashed a flurry of hits. There was no way he could topple a Grarrl, but he could back him into a corner and off the mat. Soon that's right where he had him. In a panic, Tony becan to lash out wildly. That's when the accident happened.

A sharp pain on the left side of his face, and a feeling he couldn't quite explain. It almost felt as if his eye had popped. All of a sudden the whole school was in a panic. The Techo Master calling for an ambulance, Tony apologizing over and over, other students screaming. The last thing he heard was his Dad asking to see his wound before everything went black.

He woke up to the mechanical beeping of the machines in the hospital. Opening his eyes, he was startled to find that he could only see one side of the room.

You're up, said a voice. It sounded like his Father's, but he couldn't see him. Turning his head almost 90 degrees, he finally saw his Dad sitting in a chair.

What happened? He asked

His father looked down at the ground, sighing, you lost most of the sight in your left eye, he answered.

From a scratch?

It was more than a scratch, he responded.

Surtyc looked down at the covers. Half his vision was gone, and he probably had an ugly scar too. Hearing someone walking he looked up to see his Mom. She sat down next to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. He paused a minute before getting up the courage to say the next words, Dad, I don't want to go to the Training School anymore.

...I understand, was all his Dad could say.