blonde boy's twin. “Don't screw this up for us.”
Ash folded his arms. “Clayton and Carl are annoying but powerful. Watch them.”
Summer stood close enough to Ash that their arms kept brushing against each other. She was anxious because she didn't want to fail but, she also didn't want to give the other wielders another excuse to hate her. It's like she was doing everything wrong and it just kept spiraling out of control.
Ash pulled off his jacket just as the whistle blew. His shirt hugged his broad chest as he looked over at the wielders.
“Let's go!” he shouted.
Summer had no idea what was going on. There was yelling coming from all directions as people tried to frantically make their way across the course.
When they reached the first obstacle Summer thought she was going to faint.
“Go!” exclaimed Ash.
“No,” she whimpered, taking a step back. “I'm afraid of heights.”
Ash growled in frustration. “Too bad. Get up the ladder or we fail.”
She didn't want to disappoint her team so she gulped loudly and began her ascent. Ash stayed right behind her and the rest of the team followed him. They reached the top of a wooden platform that her team was piled on. She watched as they grabbed a swaying rope and propelled themselves to the other side.
The other students acted like they had done this hundreds of times. Launching their bodies aimlessly into the air in an attempt to grab the rope didn't seem like a big deal to them.
When it was Summer's turn she didn't let herself think about it. She took a few steps back and jumped off of the platform; her limbs moving about wildly.
I'm going to miss the rope, thought Summer.
She extended her hand as far as possible but, it wasn't enough. Just as the panic was beginning to set in she felt a hard gust of wind and the rope hitting her palm. Summer grabbed it as hard as she could and let out a deep breath when her feet hit solid ground. Hands grabbed her clothes and yanked her forward.
She looked back just as Ash was landing. A wind wielder caught her eye and winked. She smiled in response and knew he had been the one who helped her.
Ash grabbed her elbow and pushed her forward as the rest of her team climbed down the ladder. Once at the bottom they had to maneuver through waist deep quicksand. She wasn't even halfway through when every muscle in her body was begging her to stop.
“What now?” she shouted as her entire team stood still.
Clayton and Carl put their hands into the sand. A few seconds later Summer could feel the pressure from her body lift. The addition of extra water to the sand made it easier to move. Of course this was also an advantage to other teams as some members started to pass them.
“Get moving!” shouted the twins.
All of them finally made it across but, an entire team had passed them.
“They’re beating us,” said Summer.
Ash clenched his hands into fists. “We play dirty now.”
They came to large wall that had a beam attached to it. Across from there was another wall that they had to scale down.
Ash stood with his hands by his side. “Chris, help me out!”
A boy stepped forward and created a set of dirt steps leading up to the beam. Ash climbed to the top and gestured for the rest to follow.
Summer was somewhere in the middle when something black and purple zipped past her. A person yelled out in pain as a loud thud echoed off the ground. The more she climbed, the more attacks shot past her.
Once everyone was at the top they began climbing across the beam. Summer glanced over her shoulder one time to see Chris getting rid of the steps. Many wielders fell to the ground but that didn't faze anyone. They just all continued competing like this was a real battle and their lives truly did depend on it.
The ground began to shake again as another earth wielder made steps. Chris destroyed them and continued to do that as fire was being hurled at him. The other wielders were ruthless.
“This is crazy!” shouted
Ash folded his arms. “Clayton and Carl are annoying but powerful. Watch them.”
Summer stood close enough to Ash that their arms kept brushing against each other. She was anxious because she didn't want to fail but, she also didn't want to give the other wielders another excuse to hate her. It's like she was doing everything wrong and it just kept spiraling out of control.
Ash pulled off his jacket just as the whistle blew. His shirt hugged his broad chest as he looked over at the wielders.
“Let's go!” he shouted.
Summer had no idea what was going on. There was yelling coming from all directions as people tried to frantically make their way across the course.
When they reached the first obstacle Summer thought she was going to faint.
“Go!” exclaimed Ash.
“No,” she whimpered, taking a step back. “I'm afraid of heights.”
Ash growled in frustration. “Too bad. Get up the ladder or we fail.”
She didn't want to disappoint her team so she gulped loudly and began her ascent. Ash stayed right behind her and the rest of the team followed him. They reached the top of a wooden platform that her team was piled on. She watched as they grabbed a swaying rope and propelled themselves to the other side.
The other students acted like they had done this hundreds of times. Launching their bodies aimlessly into the air in an attempt to grab the rope didn't seem like a big deal to them.
When it was Summer's turn she didn't let herself think about it. She took a few steps back and jumped off of the platform; her limbs moving about wildly.
I'm going to miss the rope, thought Summer.
She extended her hand as far as possible but, it wasn't enough. Just as the panic was beginning to set in she felt a hard gust of wind and the rope hitting her palm. Summer grabbed it as hard as she could and let out a deep breath when her feet hit solid ground. Hands grabbed her clothes and yanked her forward.
She looked back just as Ash was landing. A wind wielder caught her eye and winked. She smiled in response and knew he had been the one who helped her.
Ash grabbed her elbow and pushed her forward as the rest of her team climbed down the ladder. Once at the bottom they had to maneuver through waist deep quicksand. She wasn't even halfway through when every muscle in her body was begging her to stop.
“What now?” she shouted as her entire team stood still.
Clayton and Carl put their hands into the sand. A few seconds later Summer could feel the pressure from her body lift. The addition of extra water to the sand made it easier to move. Of course this was also an advantage to other teams as some members started to pass them.
“Get moving!” shouted the twins.
All of them finally made it across but, an entire team had passed them.
“They’re beating us,” said Summer.
Ash clenched his hands into fists. “We play dirty now.”
They came to large wall that had a beam attached to it. Across from there was another wall that they had to scale down.
Ash stood with his hands by his side. “Chris, help me out!”
A boy stepped forward and created a set of dirt steps leading up to the beam. Ash climbed to the top and gestured for the rest to follow.
Summer was somewhere in the middle when something black and purple zipped past her. A person yelled out in pain as a loud thud echoed off the ground. The more she climbed, the more attacks shot past her.
Once everyone was at the top they began climbing across the beam. Summer glanced over her shoulder one time to see Chris getting rid of the steps. Many wielders fell to the ground but that didn't faze anyone. They just all continued competing like this was a real battle and their lives truly did depend on it.
The ground began to shake again as another earth wielder made steps. Chris destroyed them and continued to do that as fire was being hurled at him. The other wielders were ruthless.
“This is crazy!” shouted
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