Officer Hai Yun

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The Oluf Chronicles ( Azeviche Dragon Huntress)







Chapter 10
Blood Pool

“We will be separated into groups? This is outrageous.” The first day had not quite begun and Azeviche was not satisfied. There was something odd about that place,she could smell it in the air. Everything was new, Norma Steinfeld ran the camp with an iron fist;this was a military camp not an orphanage.She made it very clear by telling the alumni that the boys wouldn't sleep in the same building as the girls. “Not on my watch,” It was the first thing she said on opening day, when all the students lined up, facing the pole with the flag of the northern islands, ready to sing the national anthem.The patio was full of children,newly admitted to Muddy Peaks.They were all in uniform for one reason and one reason only.They were there to be trained. To become soldiers. to be prepared to ... war.


Jet could have sworn she heard more than a dozen people gasping, when they heard the word war. This was not a place where they would be treated like little children, It was very clear from day one. Robert was not so concerned about Norma's harsh words. His concern was with the training and with punishment. In his wild imagination, he had already drank piss about thirty times.He could see himself standing with a glass full of a yellow liquid in his hand, using a nose plug, trying to figure out which technique would make it more bearable. Azeviche could not soothe him.


"You just have to behave, and you won't have to drink anything but five o'clock tea,"she stated emphatically. Robert couldn't take his eyes off of Hai Yun;that was standing close to them. He was delighted with that girl . She was perhaps the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, a vision of paradise that almost made him forget the hard life he was going to have during all summer.


Azeviche told him that she was the daughter of the famous witch of Borderline city. A foot taller than him an athletic body that got Robert's hormones and his juvenile fantasies awakened for the first time. He stared at the shiny hair running down her back in a ponytail.Robert was moving his lips, but he wasn't singing the national anthem at all.


The anthem was finally over and he kept moving his lips like a fool. Hai Yun looked back and caught him staring at her.


“This fool must be Robert LuckyFeets,” Hai curled her lips in a disgusted expression and shrugged. A plump teacher wearing a khaki uniform,stood up at the stage to go to the microphone. He tapped the microphone with his fat fingers making the microphone screech like a frightened cat. Everybody covered their ears in pain.


“Aham… Sorry about that,” he said curling his whiskers.


“Take one step behind, Sergeant Johnson please,” Norma said rolling her eyes to him. He clung to his clipboard, straightened his thin black tie and tried again, smiling at the students.


“Welcome… Seems to be working properly now,” he looked back at Norma that rolled her eyes again and curled her lips.


“Welcome to Azimude Quasifinger’s training camp,” he said, drumming his large paunch with sausage fingers. “To the veterans, welcome back. We will be delighted once again to torture you all, but this time with more advanced training.”


“Did he said torture?” Robert poked Azeviche on her shoulder,asking loudly.


She was in formation standing in front of him. “Shut up. You want us to drink pee in the first day, don’t you?” she elbowed him. The veterans were looking at them, with their fingers on their lips asking for silence.


“Shhhh. Quiet...quiet now, please,” Sargent Thomas Johnson said at the microphone.


“To the freshmen a very warm welcome. My task here is to make it very clear that bad behavior will not be tolerated at all.” A woman in uniform approached Johnson holding a tray with something covered with a white cloth in it.


“Misconduct will be punished at first, with a thousand pushups,”He clicked his tongue and cleared his throat.With his hand covering his mouth, he seemed to be waiting for something. There was a brief applause, the new students didn't quite understand the purpose of the applause.


“Thank you...Thank you,” he asked for silence again with his hand.


“This is a warning to the freshmen. Veterans know very well what happens to students who persist in misbehaving. They know the punishment if they break the rules,” pointed his finger at them. “Continued misconduct will not be tolerated,no. Not at all. It will receive the ultimate punishment,” he said smiling sarcastically.


“Yes!!!”some of the senior students shouting clapping their hands and whistling. Sergeant Thomas Johnson approached the tray and held the end of the white cloth looking at them with the corner of his eyes, he pulled cloth displaying the secret content beneath it.


There was a general commotion. Some students turned their faces in disgust. "Nooo!!!"A girl with a fair hair shouted,veterans the veterans were ecstatic. Clapping hands and whistling acclaiming Thomas and his golden cup.


“Behold it! Hot horse piss,”Johnson cackled. Norma Steinfeld clasped her hand to her mouth trying not to laugh to hard.








“The punishment for bad students will be a glass of fresh horse piss. Your parents may have already warned you,because this punishment is an old tradition in our training camp. Many of you may have thought that the golden cup was an urban legend and yet: Here it is,” Johnson held the glass in the air with his fat fingers. Students standing near the stage were afraid that he would drop it on them.“The best thing to do is to follow the rules,” The smile on his plump face made him look like a toad with a mustache.


“This is outrageous,” Azeviche could not believe her eyes.


“ I told you it was no urban legend,”Robert replied,he could see Hai Yun looking back at him giving him a sarcastic smile.


“The orphanages were not friendly Viche, but I think this place won't be a bed of roses either,” Robert's throat was dry but he wasn't thinking of moistening it anytime soon. “You heard the man. Better behave according to the rules, or you will have to use the sugar cubes you brought with you,” Jet whispered.


“Quiet!...Quiet,”Sergeant Johnson had not finished talking, he was getting annoyed with the commotion. Even though the plump sergeant looked more like a toad with whiskers,he was respected and admired by the veterans. They seemed to have fun with this whole horse piss thing.


“As its usual in the opening day, we will give the shame medal to the last year golden cup champion,” The sergeant gave the order and two senior students playing drums increased the suspense. Everybody looked around waiting for Johnson to say the name, when the drums finally came to a haul. There was silence, one could hear a pin getting dropped, Johnson looked at his clipboard and cleared his throat again.


“Ahan,...The student who most often drank from the content of the golden cup last year was..., Howard Dantes,”Johnson announced in a solemn tone.


There was silence again, they were waiting for Howard Dantes to step forward.


“Little Howard,” somebody said. “Little Howard made it. Go for it Dantes,” Another one said enfactly.


Everybody looked at the end of the queue. He was there,a skinny boy, with fair long hair falling on his shoulders and freckles on his cheeks. He was curling his lips into a mischievous smile. With one of his eyebrows rising, he stared defiantly at the stage.


“Mr. Howard Dantes, please come to the stage,” Norma Steinfeld was holding the medal.


“Go to the stage Dantes,” said a big boy pushing him.


“Dantes!!!” somebody shouted out loud.


It was enough to start a ripple effect. Another student shouted “Monte Cristo.” Soon there was a choir shouting Dantes, Dantes And Monte Cristo,Monte Cristo,as little Dantes walked down the corridor up the wooden steps that led to the stage.


“All this fuss because of this imp?” Robert asked Azeviche.


“Don't let Halv Har know about this new king of the elven nation,” Azeviche laughed.The boy positioned himself on the stage next to Norma, looking at the medal.


“For trying to escape the training camp five times in a row last year,Mr Howard Dantes will receive the medal of shame,”Johnson said. “Major Norma Steinfeld will do the honors.” Dante had the medal placed on his chest and proudly raised his clenched fist in the air. The defiant gesture made the students scream his name again. Dantes, Dantes, Dantes, they shouted.


“All right...All right, enough,” Sergeant Johnson asked for silence,holding Dantes by the shoulder; he was already leaving the stage.


“No,no,no. Mr Dante,please remain on stage. Johnson checked his clipboard, curling his whiskers. “It says here,you tried to escape five times and four times there was a golden cup punishment,” He smiled at them and asked the officer with the tray carrying the glass to approach. Norma approached the microphone with a serious look in her eyes.


“It seems that Mr Dante have one last glass to drink, before we finish the ceremony, major Norma. Is that correct?” she asked Johnson.


“ Yes, precisely. Officer please give the cup to Mr. Dante,” Johnson asked the woman with the tray. Howard Dante took the glass without complaint or any sign of hesitation. He raised the glass in the air making a toast to his friends.


Slowly he brought the glass close to his lips and drank the yellow liquid. It went down his throat in big gulps that could be heard in the silent patio. Everyone was aghast. He drank quickly as if he had spent days in the desert without water.


“I can’t believe my eyes,” Azeviche said. “I’ll never drink pineapple juice again,” Robert felt disgusted. Dantes approached the microphone with the empty glass and handed it to Sergeant Johnson.


“Very well. To the last drop, Mr Dante,” Johnson said checking the empty glass. “Let this serve as an example to your colleagues.”


The boy stepped down the stage,heading to the end of the line,where he was. Azeviche stared at him as he passed.The little boy's defiant attitude had captured her attention. “I shall scape six more times this year,” Dante whispered.


“Boys and girls will now report to your proper buildings. Girls report to the officers in the yellow buildings. Boys, please report to your officers in the green buildings.The opening ceremony is over,” Norma,Johnson and the other officers had already left the stage the students with their backpacks were heading for their rooms.Azeviche taught that the ceremony had proved the training camps to be somewhat a cruel place. Robert and Jet, were still in shock with the ceremony, but little Dantes had made a big impression on them. They decided to try to talk to him before going to their quarters. Howard Dantes was looking at the floor, some of his colleagues were trying to cheer him up.Azeviche approached him touching him on the shoulder.


“I didn't think the golden cup was for real. You were very brave in there,”Azeviche told him.


“Oh, bravery had nothing to do with it. I just can't stand this place and will keep trying to escape,” Dantes replied.That defiant look had faded from his eyes, he was a wreck and Azeviche felt pity for him.


“We noticed some animosity in the air. Is that why you don't like this place?” She asked.


“Ani...what? No. I don't like in here because this is a place full of bullies.They mock me because I am the youngest student here. I am shorter than all of them,” Dante explained.


“Why they called you Monte Cristo?” Robert asked him. Azeviche put her hands on her hips and curled her lips at Robert.


“How can you ask that? It is because of an old book.” Azeviche told Robert.


“What book?” Robert asked.


“The Count of Monte Cristo,” Dantes explained. “It’s a book about a guy named Dantes too. He gets unjustly imprisoned and escapes from prison to become the count of Monte Cristo.”


“That is why they keep calling me that.”


“Well, we don’t really care about that. Your attitude made a good impression on us. I am Azeviche Jet and this is my friend Robert LuckyFeets,” she said shaking his hand.She felt someone grabbing her arm so tightly it began to tingle.It was Hai Yun.


“Girl this place is not an amusement park. You better stay by my side if you want me to protect you,” Hai Yun said looking into her eyes. Azeviche didn't liked being pulled this way and that tone of voice did not pleased her ears.


“I never needed anyone to protect me. It won’t be different now,” Azeviche frowned at Hai Yun and she slowly let go of her arm. Azeviche and Hai Yun were like oil and water, they would not mingle,the oriental girl was smart and experienced enough to know this,but Jia had ways to know if she would keep her word or not. She would have to keep an eye on Azeviche.


“It's not that simple every room has a sorority. I promised my mom I would keep an eye on you, I can't keep my word if you stay in a different room,” Yun said pointing a finger at Azeviche.


“Sorority? You mean a stupid club. I don’t want to join your stupid club,” Jet had little patience for this kind of things.


“You have no option, this is how things work here. Work by the book or get tossed.”she put a sticker with the letter D on Azeviche’s vest.


“Hey! What do you think you're doing?”


“I ́m bidding you to my room,” Yun said. “ Now you don’t have a choice, you will have to report to my room.


Azeviche looked at the red D-sticker on her chest, then she stared at Hai Yun with squinted eyes. She understood why Dante didn't liked this place.


“Every room has a different sorority, with different rites of passage. Our ceremony will take place tomorrow in the forest.So when you stop wasting your time with Dantes the midget and mister big ears here, report to the second floor,bedroom twenty tree. You will see the yellow dragon at the door,"Hai Yun said pulling one of Robert's ears.


“Hey! Knock it out,” his ear got red like a pomegranate.


“You see. I will not break the promise I made to Jia,” Hai Yun smiled.


“You touch his ear again, I’ll break you hand,” Azeviche dropped her backpack and shook her fist at the Chinese girl.


Hai Yun spun on her heels, cackling heading to the quarters where her veteran friends were waiting for her.


“You gonna have problems with this one,” Dantes said. “ She is no cupcake.”


“ Can I join you at your quarters?” Robert asked Dantes. “ Yes, by all means,LuckyFeets is that a kick name?


Azeviche took her rucksack and said goodbye to Robert he was in good hands for now.


“Poor Robert will have a sore ear for at least a week,” she thought as she climbed the marble steps that led to the second floor. She sincerely hoped a good toothpaste would get the bad taste out of Dante's mouth. Jet walked down the long corridor carrying her rucksack, looking for a door with a Dragon in it.She was amazed with the chao, but the architecture of the building filled her eyes. No doubt it was a beautiful place, with green columns supporting white walls and twelve large windows stretching down the long corridor displayed a landscape that looked like a painting. With mountains and trees and the red sky on top of it all. The smell of the trees reminded her of home. Girls running like mad,were fighting for a room where they could settle down. The place was wrapped in chaos, with girls getting chased down the corridors, being pushed out of the rooms. A plump girl didn't want to go into one of the bedrooms and was pulled by her arms by veterans. Azeviche noticed that the officers were doing nothing to stop all this madness. “This is all part of the novice initiation. She heard somebody saying. “This place is designed to harden people,another one insisted,” she took a deep breath and kept looking for the room when a girl with a cigarette in her mouth came and grabbed her by the arm.


“Hey girls, lets drag this one to our room, she looks like a tough one.” She said puffing smoke at Azeviche.Two girls appeared at the door and one of them went white as a sheet of paper when she noticed the sticker on her chest.


“ Stay away from this one. She got a “D” sticker,” the skinny girl with big feet said.


“ I couldn't care less,” the cigarette girl was dragging Jet to one of the rooms.


“ Let her go. She belongs to the Dragon room,” The skinny girl said pointing to the sticker.


“ Hai Yun is going to break your arm if she finds out you got one of her girls,”


“Oh, I don’t want trouble with Hai Yun,” They left Azeviche alone and ran down the hall with the cigarette girl,trying to capture other candidates. Paper flew through the air, girls ran down the hall screaming. Others tried to persuade the veterans to let them in, as the sun was almost setting and places in one of the quarters were becoming rarer. She moved patiently down the hall,indifferent to all that commotion. What was that compared to an orphanage being attacked by a dragon? A piece of cake. She looked around and there was no dragon, the doors only had numbers in it. there it was, a red door with a yellow dragon adorning it at the end of the corridor. This was the only door painted in red. The other doors were all grey and it was also the only closed door in the hallway. She put her ear against the door trying to hear shouting, people running, a pillow fight or something like that. The room was silent. She knocked at the door and waited for someone to open it.


“Here she is.” A tall girl with curly hair opened the door. Azeviche looked into the room and there were two more girls there, with stickers on their vests standing side by side. Hai Yun was sitting on top of one of the bunk beds.


“Ah! I told you she would come,” said Hai Yun jumping out of bed. “Sooner or later they always come,” Viche felt the cold touch of her hand against her arm,she was ushered into the room. The place was immaculate, clean as none of the rooms she passed along the corridor. Azeviche and there was no smell of cigarettes on this one; “What a relief,” Maybe the girls from this golden dragon room, were smart enough to know that cigarettes are bad for their health. Evidently the leader was Jia's daughter. “I knew it,” Viche taught.


“I didn't like the sparkle in her eyes from the first time I saw her,”she wished she could say everything that was going through her mind. There was something about Hai Yun that didn't inspire confidence in her. But now there was no escape.And now there wasn't much she could do. The music was playing and the best thing to do was dance. It was Hai Yun's party here in this room; she was in charge. She was the one picking the songs. So Jet would dance waltz until she could figure out how to change the music.


Hands behind her body, chest puffed out, Hai Yun walked in the room staring head to toe at the novices. She looked disgusted.


"This will change," She poked the chubby girl's belly with her finger. “I will not accept piggys in my room. Do you understand me,Piggy?”she said shaking a packet of snacks to her face. “This must change too,” She pulled the girl's fire-red braids.


“Yes sir,” The girl replied, with her eyes looking at the ceiling.


“Short black hair,”Hai Yun looked at the second girl. “Seems to be fit,” She tapped her belly. The uniform is ... rumpled, Peeled pink nail polish,” she scoffed. No one here is allowed to use nail polish. Did you hear me Pinky? Hai Yun said almost touching Pinky’s face.


“Yes sir,” She also said staring at the ceiling. The seniors were shaking Piggy and Pinky’s rucksacks in the air, throwing the contents on the floor and looking at what they had brought.


“ Now it’s your turn. Let me look at you,” Hai Yun said.


“The dragon slayer, she cackled. You don't look like much to me,” she said taking Jet by the shoulders and spinning her, so that she could contemplate the girl.


“This is going to be a long,long summer,” Azeviche rolled her eyes and curled her lips.


Azeviche tried to protest when the veterans snatched the rucksack from her hands, throwing all her carefully folded clothes on the floor. Clothes and gears were thrown to the floor forming three small piles of uniforms. One for Piggy, one for Pinky and another one for Azeviche.


"As you may have noticed. I am the boss here,” She said walking in the room with her chin pointing to the girls. “...And soon you will also notice that I am not only the boss of this quarter. I command the second floor,” She said proudly.


“Who commands the second floor girls?” She asked her two veterans.


“You do boss,sir.” Answered Curly.


“Yeah you are the boss here,” said Guenever.They were squatting on the floor going through the piles, one with pink panties on her head like it was a cap and the other was chewing a strawberry lollipop she had found in Piggy's rucksack. One of them shook Azeviche rucksack still looking for unauthorized gear or clothes when a heavy book fell to the floor in a thud noise.


“Whats we got here?” smiled the curly haired girl.


“Hey boss look.We found contraband!!!” Curly shook the book in the air.


“You brought contraband to my quarters? Give it here let me see that,” she demanded.


“Hey this belong to me. Give it back,” Azeviche went crazy with anger. All the blood rushed to her head causing her to turn red as an imp.


“Give back!!!” She yelled at Hai Yun. The chinese girl stared at the cover of the book,with pelled golden text in it. She held Azeviche by her neck. Jet tried to punche Hai Yun, but her fist could only find the air.


“The Chronicles Of Oluf,” Hai Yun read. “This is contraband. Our room could be punished for keeping unauthorized objects. It is time for you girls to mature. This is a book for little children and romantics,” she said approaching the window.


“Curly, Guenevere.What we do with contraband?” She asked looking at Azeviche, that was that was angry. Pinky and Piggy were crying and hugging her trying to comfort her.They held her and Azeviche unsuccessfully tried to break free to save her book.


She pushed Pinky and Piggy hard, they both fell to the ground. The chinese girl looked at Azeviche with squinted eyes, her lips curved into a smile of pure evil, she was satisfied with the pain that she was causing.


Azeviche raced around the room as fast as he could. she jumped onto the beds, thrusting herself into the air. She threw herself on top of the three girls trying to save her dear book. Hai Yun, Curly and Guenevere were thrown to the ground, but it was too late.— The Chronicles of Oluf were flying out the window. She ran to the window looking down, maybe she could go downstairs and rescue it. The book had fallen into a fire that was burning two floors below. There was nothing to do, the book was lost. Her eyes filled with tears. They cascaded down her face. The heat and the smell of the cinders clogging her runny nose. she watched the book burn. It’s thick cover and stained pages twisting, then turning red, then orange and finally in a white glow burned to ashes.Other objects were thrown through the windows. She was aghast. Several bonfires were burning two floors below. Objects of all kinds being flying through the windows to be incinerated. “What kind of place is this?” she yelled.





“Welcome to the training camp girls,” Hai Yun cackled. Curly,Guenevere,Piggy and Pinky were still sprawled across the floor.