Dervish Reaper Training Grounds
The sun rose and a new began. Dervish were seen bowing down to the sun and praying for forgivenesses and for wrought and evil they did in their lives.
They collectively got up and returned to the encampment.
Once in the encampment the Dervish Reaper leader of the camp yelled out, "All recruits come to the open sand field!"
The recruits walked over there while older veterans of the camp found a truck come into their encampment with strange crates. They began to move them to the warehouse and assumed it was food. Another truck came later with more strange crates of a foreign alphabet.
The leader drew a line in the sand with his scythe along every recruit saying, "Now now, many of you have proved yourselves but before I give you a scythe I do want to know who is willing to die for Celetity, Now this line is from your boyhood to manhood, this is the trust line, I know whoever crosses it will be trustworthy because they very well know what's across this line. It will change your life." he stopped at the last guy and said, "Now if you're with the Reapers in protecting Derva and serving almight Solis and Luna step the line, before you go think if you really want to do this your whole life."
A few people didn't cross the line still hesitating. Some of those that stepped back crossed it eventually. There were 3 who did not cross the line at all. The teacher came over to them with his scythe in his hand and he told them. "You three come foreward. I want my food back."
The three were confused until they felt a great pain in their stomachs. When they looked down there was blood gushing from a slashed line from the three of them. When they looked up again there was the scythe with droplets of blood draining into the sand from the blade.
The three fell to the ground in a bowing position to the teacher. "Have mercy teacher!"
The teacher dug the scythe into the back of the neck and yanked the spinal cord for each three of them.
He looked up and saw the wide eyed recruits, "Now get these cleaned up, burn them, and bury them."
The teacher walked back to camp and saw a supervisor come running to him.
"Teacher Laste Brene, the crates have come in."
"The ones from Irnotia?"
"The very same."
The two went into the warehouse, on the wall was a crowbar, the teacher grabbed it and approached the crates with satisfication. He yanked off the top and inside was something he had not seen before. The guns were lined up in the crate. Ak-47s with a clip inside them were in there.
"Are the trainers coming?"
"They should be, oh and don't forget our other crates."
"The ammunition?"
"Oh no, something that can surely rock the house."
