That time of the week again. Training with the Element Wolves, who train the Army of Chaos. Happens every Saturday. I hate Saturdays, others hate Mondays, but I hate Saturdays.

The training room has been used for the third war, where everyone met Aunt Michaela for the first time. The Element Wolves, who were there makes a few jokes on how this is where my Dad first died, that they had witnessed anyway.

Aunt Michaela told me that Dad had died years before that, I don't know what she meant, but I haven't told anyone about what she told me.

Anyway, back to the regularly scheduled program of me dying from training. The training that the Army goes through is not as bad as the training Mom and Uncle Nico make us go through.

As the Wolves train the Army, Mom and Uncle Nico trains Eric and I.

Basically, Mom and Uncle Nico are training us to become the Successors of Order and Destruction, as they are, because they became the Successors of Michaela and Perseus. It's confusing.

Due it being confusing, normally after a short period of time the next in line is chosen, but we know for fact Eric and I should be.

Mom and Uncle Nico asked the Primordial council (with Chaos) when we would know who would be the Successors of Order and Destruction, after Mom and Uncle Nico.

Turns out, no one knows why Eric and I have not been selected. What happens is, about ten years ago it should have been determined who would be the next Successor of Order and Destruction. If we don't find out soon or after something happens to Mom and Uncle Nico, then the Balancers of the Universe will cease to exist.

If the next Successors aren't chosen in the next year, then Mom and Uncle Nico are the last ones. And, it doesn't help that Order nor Destruction haven't been seen for almost twenty years. Though Dad and Aunt Michaela had talked to them over ten years ago...

I shake those thoughts out of my head. I continued walking with Eric to the big arena in the back right corner of the room where weapons fighting goes on.

We walked in and sat down on some benches, watching as the Army and Wolves train.

Zoe looked over at us sitting and smiled, beckoning us to come on the floor of the arena.

Eric and I shared a look, before running down. More like racing down, which I won.

Zoe rolled her eyes, watching us and told us to get out weapons. Eric and I shared another look, a competitive one.

Soon the spar had started and time later, it was a tie (sword against sword, with powers allowed). When we finished we were both in need of a shower.

Looking over to the other Wolves, I zoned in on Luke, who was getting destroyed by Kinzie in sword against spear, with water going everywhere.

I sighed, sometimes you just have to appreciate Saturday's.

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: March 10, 2016.