After watching Randy and Lung spar with so much skill, Wyatt was pumped to begin training so he could be as strong them, and the reason for wanting strength was for one reason,
People.
After the whole situation with the death of his last adopted parents, the world more or less hated him. Although the news wasn't that widespread, only circulating around the village where the orphanage was a few cities around it, he still felt like the world hated him. After he had been proved innocent, everyone still demanded he still pay for a crime he didn't even commit. He believed that with enough strength no one would ever bully or cause him pain ever again.
"Alright first things first, yer can't train in that outfit, so strip will ya." Craven said as he jumped up and down as a warm up.
"S-Strip?! W-why would I do that?" Wyatt's face was bright red as he imagined going naked in front of everyone.
"Yeah, take yer shirt of will ya. They're restricting, and besides It's to big for yer to do any real training in them anyways." Craven had a confused expression on his face as he didn't know why Wyatt would refuse to take off his shirt.
'oh, he meant just the shirt.' Wyatt thought as he let out an nervous laugh. Yeah, Craven was a creep, but he wasn't much of a creep.
Wyatt eventually took of his shirt, he noticed Craven looking at him with a studying expression so turned to look away, he never could handle people staring at him. But as he looked away he noticed everyone was staring at him.
'What's wrong?' He shifted, uncomfortable under their gazes.
Then suddenly Craven burst out laughing, even Callum was letting out short bursts of quiet laughs, The others except Tai joined in, although even she looked like she was trying her best not to.
"Yer so scrawny." Craven said mid laugh. "Yer remind me of Callum back in the day." Craven wiped a tear from his eyes as he had laughed a little bit too hard.
Wyatt wanted the ground to open up and swallow him, he had never been so embarrassed in his life. But it was true, his physique was the least impressive out of the lot. All the guys were shirtless, showing their toned physique, even Callum who wasn't a fighter had a better body than him. Tai and candy, both had jumpers on so their own toned bodies on were display, Annie didn't join them in training, she never does apparently and she was probably still in bed since it was still very early in the morning.
"You look like you've never had protein in your life." Randy laughed harder, referring to some of the bones that could clearly be seen through Wyatt's skin.
The orphanage where he grew up wasn't exactly rich and there were a lot kids and women there, so they really didn't have much and scraped through each day. And it was especially worse for Wyatt as sister Lucy would starve him for days as punishment whenever he did something wrong, and even in situations when he wasn't at fault.
Everyone stopped laughing after a while, everyone except Randy who was still full on snorting, but after a quick slap from candy, he stopped.
"Don't worry, with a little workout and a good diet, you should be fine." Tai consoled the clearly sad Wyatt.
Craven soon started his training with Wyatt, they worked mostly on his body, trying to make it stronger. According to Craven, the reason why Wyatt's body immediately shuts down after using his talent was because his talent was simply too strong for his body to handle. So in theory, if Wyatt worked on making his body stronger, then he could essentially draw out more of his talents power, which would in turn make Craven know more about the power he was trying to inherit.
They had started with simple workouts, nothing much just jogging, push-ups, etc. But for Wyatt who had never done a single push-up in his life, it was pure torture. It was was than torture, it was a death sentence. Then had barely gone 2 minutes into their training and his entire body was screaming in pain, his bones were shaking, and his lungs were on fire, he wanted nothing more than to stop and rest.
But unfortunately for him, Craven was his teacher. Every time it looked like Wyatt was about to give up, Craven would hit him on his back and threaten to hit even more if he even thought of stopping. Where he got the log, Wyatt had no idea, but if he got one then he could have another one on stand by, and two sticks were always worse one.
Through out the whole morning, Wyatt had trained tirelessly, although he was training against his will, he continued. The others had long since finished their training and left the training yard, leaving only Craven and Wyatt alone. The stress of training, the tireless shouts coming from craven, mixed with the mysterious smell coming from craven. It was all making Wyatt go crazy, but every time he even thought of making an outburst, he would see the large stick conveniently resting in Craven's hand.
Finally, after about an hour or two, Craven clapped, signaling the end of their training. Wyatt collapsed to the ground immediately he heard the signal.
"Good work today, lad. Yer really surpassed my expectations, sure yer haven't done done this before??? so much motivation and energy." Craven said with a sly smile.
Wyatt, who looked like his soul no longer resided in his body, just looked at Craven from where lay with an expression that could kill. Craven definitely said those words to annoy him even more than he was already was.
After giving permission to go rest, Wyatt just went straight to his room to sleep, he planned to sleep the whole day.
'Good kid, that lad.' Craven thought before he too went into the base, probably to go drink.
**
In a lake somewhere, near the village where the dark bulls stayed, four young ladies looked to be swimming. They were enjoying themselves as they were all either half naked or completely naked without a care in the world, after all they were all girls there.
"I heard the dark bulls got another member, a boy around our age, Caleb told me he saw them taking him to their base the other day." One of the half naked girls suddenly spoke.
"Ugh, those misfits got another one? Great, more scum to look out for." another said as she floated peacefully in the water.
"There not all bad, One of them saved my grandma from bandits last week, I think his name was Bob." Another spoke with dreamy eyes and a flushed expression as she remembered Bob.
The girl in the water scoffed, "But he associates with scum, therefore he's scum too. That's the universal rule of the world, I read it somewhere."
Another completely naked girl who was a little bit away from the water watching ants, suddenly heard one of the bushes around them shake.
"Did you guys hear that??? I think Caleb came to spy on us again." She quickly attempted to cover herself, the other girls doing the same.
"That scum!" The girl who had been floating in the water, walked out of the water headed straight to the bush. She was also naked, but she didn't care, she was going to clobber that idiot for attempting something something so scummy.
Before she could reach the bush though , it moved, prompting her to come to a stop, and out from the bush came what could only be described as a monster.
It was a large wolf like creature, with black fur and a large snout, it had large sharp fangs that protruded from it's mouth and long sharp claws that almost touched the ground, and it's eyes were pitch black and looked endless like a black hole.
All the girls widened their eyes in shock, frozen in place due to fear, one of them had even wet herself.
"D-Deviant...." One of them wanted to scream, but only a light quivering whisper managed to escape her lips.
The monster scanned around, turning it's head as if he was observing his surrounding, before his eyes fell on the girl who was closet to him, the one who had walked over to the bush. Immediately it noticed her it swiped it's claws at the poor girl, it's long limbs and long sharp claws easily reaching her and clawing her entire top half off, then her lower body fell to the ground, dead.
The other girls screamed in horror as they watched their friend helplessly fall to the ground, dead. Their initial fright turned into panic as they all scurried away, screaming while running for their dear lives.
They had barely gotten anywhere when one of the girls looked behind them and saw that the beast now had another one of them tightly gripped in it's giant maw, then it suddenly vanished and appeared in front of the two remaining girls.
The sound of their screams and the monster's claws cutting through their flesh echoed throughout the woods they were currently in.
Back at the dark bulls' base, Wyatt shifted uncomfortably in his sleep, he subconsciously sniffed the air as he could smell something, the same mysterious smell that he smelt around Craven, the smell of blood.