“Who are you?” I repeated
“My name is Dan. I am an old friend of both your parents.”
“I see, well where am I?”
“Right now you are in my home.”
“Oh, what kinda of room is this?” I echoed throughout the large room.
“This is where I train most of the time.”

We walked back upstairs and sat down at his kitchen table. He went into the refrigerator and brought out two bottles of orange juice. He sat down and we started to drink. Once we were done he asked me a question.

“Jason… do you want to get her back?”
“Y-yes.’ I said not looking at him.
“C’mon follow me.”

Dan grabbed a key hanging on a hook on the wall. We walked downstairs to the room and he started to unlock all the cabinets. While he was unlocking them I asked myself “What is he doing?” Once he was done opening them all, he took out two Red Whips and walked over to me. He handed me one.

“What is this for?” I asked
“I am going to train you.”
“Why?”
“Because I think you can master all of the Warrior Classes.”
“WHAT!? That’s impossible?”
“Was it impossible for Jeremy?”
I glared at him.
“If you must know Jason, there is an ability you can be born with that allows you to master all the classes of a Job. You are a Page, but you can still master the others.”
“What makes you think I have this ability?”
“Your Father had it…”

What? Dad didn’t have attacks from every class… Or did he?

I changed out of my armor and so did Dan. We put on T-Shirts and Jean Shorts. I took out the whip he let me use and held it firmly.

“Dan what are we doing?”
“We are going to train… I am going to help you master the ability like I did.”
“You are a Ranger and Sniper?”
“Yes.”

We stopped talking Dan ran toward me and tried to slash me with the whip. I dodged and tried to whip him back. HE CAUGHT IT! I asked him “How did you do that?. He responded, “It takes practice.”

We continued to fight and I got slashed several times on my arms and back. He then kicked me to the ground. I lay there on the floor having my hands over my cuts. He helped me up and then he put away the whips.

We walked upstairs and I sat on the couch as he bandaged my cuts. I looked to him in confusion and respect. I was confused because he slashed me over and over again. I respected him because his training method was making me stronger.

“Get some rest, we are gonna continue training tomorrow.” He said
“Mmmhmm.” I responded

I stared out of the window thinking of Angela. I closed my eyes and wished for her to be safe.