The bell rang at the end of Spike's first class. Spike looked down at the sheet of paper in his hands' grip and read the ink printed on it.

"Training, this is going to be a fun experience," he said with a hint of sarcasm. The boy was walking down the hallway towards what he read on the signs, which was where his training class was going to occur.

Spike was looking around the hall, seeing so many students walking back and forth from their classes to their next and some staring at him. Some with disgust with how snobby some students are. The females were mostly looking at Spike with lust, wanting to know what kind of man Spike really was behind the bedroom door. Spike kept walking towards his class, getting all of the thoughts of his peers away from him. He reached the door to the field outside of the school and sighed.

"Here we go, hoping for a painless experience," Spike said as he opened the doors. He saw the bleachers where the other students taking the class were sitting, waiting for the teacher.

A person who looked triple the size of Spike was walking across the field towards the students, and what looked to be a large sword on his back. The man had a fierce poise about himself and grinned when stopping in front of his students.

"Welcome to your training class, trainees; my name is Coach Biceps, and today we are going to test your power and skills for your time here training as a knight." The coach stood in front of all of his students and had a big grin on his face as he took a look at everyone he would be training.

Spike gulped as he imagined what kind of pain he would be going through while being trained by this man. Spike looked around all of his classmates and sighed, seeing that most of them are most likely more powerful than himself. He wasn't swift, nimble, or athletic, for that matter. He never really trained at his home, and then Spike sighed, thinking of any strengths that he might have. While thinking, he heard an unrecognizable voice within his head, "Use your instincts; they will guide you, my son, " Spike smiled, finally hearing the voice of his father, and opened his eyes. He took a deep breath and readied for his turn to present himself.

The Coach called the first student; he was wearing a red jock jacket with a light yellow undershirt. The student had bright orange hair, "Alright, coach, let me show all these losers how a real knight will perform," Biceps had a confused look on his face as he stepped aside from the student.

The student stood in front of everyone, "My name is garble, and I am the most powerful knight here, so don't forget your place," Garble had a snarly look plastered upon his face and reached into the air.

A strike of thunder was heard within the sky, and next to the male appeared a red-colored staff that has seemingly fire coming off of the weapon. Garble picked up the weapon and spun it around his head, and smiled as he flipped the weapon into the air, grabbing it into his other hand and continued to spin it in front of his body. He continued to spin the staff and then thrust one end, and a length of fire spewed out towards a wall; as the fire collided into the wall, a large explosion was seen and heard. Garble then stood the staff on one end and had a smirk plastered onto his face as his peers have watched what he just demonstrated. Garble shouted "Return!" and the staff disappeared without a trace of where it was standing, and he then went back to his seat.

The coach watched as Garble sat back into his seat and sighed, "As before, I was rudely interrupted by this showoff. We are going to test which weapons all of you would be proficient at, and which stance you shall take while going into battle. First, we need to display what we have."

Meanwhile, Spike was sitting there watching as the teacher was talking, and did not notice as a person behind him was tapping on his shoulder whispering "psst, Spike!" After a few minutes of trying to gain his attention, this figure grabbed a lengthy object and hit him on top of his head.

"Ow! Who did that?" Spike said as he looked around until he looked behind him and saw Rainbow Dash sitting behind him with a smirk and waved to him. "Can I ask why you decided that it would have been the best way to gain my attention was to hit me upside the head?" Spike asked as he had a hint of anger within his voice.

"Well, you weren't able to hear me when I was tapping on your shoulder so I guess the best way to actually get your attention was to give you a concussion" Rainbow Dash had a sheepish smile as she rubbed the back of her neck, "Besides, I was tired of going the slow route," She said as she unleashed a breath that she did not know she was holding.

Spike shrugged as he turned back around and saw a case full of different kinds of weapons, ranging from long swords to bows and even bow-staffs. He smiled as he looked throughout all of them and saw a weapon that caught his eye just as he looked at it. It had a short grip and hilt, but a long curved blade. It was thin through the long part, but at the end, it had the view of a dragon that took on the shape of the end of a key. On the other side, it had multiple bumps that took on the shape of the cuts on a key. As he looked longer at the weapon, he noticed that it was the only one of its kind and had strange markings on the weapon.

"Hmm, I wonder what kind of weapon that is?" As Spike said this, the coach took a look at the thinking man and shouted "You there! With the green Spikey hair, get down here and pick up a weapon!" As he was pulled out of his trance he looked around and saw that there were no more students on the stands and were looking at all the other weapons.

Spike Sighed as he stood up and walked down the steps to the green grass, and walked towards the case. As he got closer he saw small markings across the blade it seemed to have a dragon spiraling across the blade itself and Spike smirked. He loved dragons and he admired them even as a kid, so when he walked up to the sword, he grabbed it and swung it around a bit.

"Hmm, you took the dragon blade I see, may I ask why?" Coach Biceps said as he took a small step towards Spike.

"I don't know?" Spike said as he took a long look onto the blade and hilt, noticing more smaller engravings that showed smaller creatures that looked like majestic creatures.

Author's Note

Ahh Cliffhangers, Everyones great danger. Yes, I have used a cliffhanger in this chapter, but I don't wish to spoil everything within a single chapter. Also Sorry for the lengthy time between chapters, almost a year. I wish that all of you are enjoying the story so far and cant wait to see what the future brings.

Ciao,
The_11th_Doctor