I have recently joined a very special community. This is some kind of secret group where people with special powers and abilities gather. It's a little strange as I'm not exactly welcome by some. Apparently, it was mostly common that the people who lived in this community, which looked, from outside, as a small modern rural society, to be actually born into it. The simple fact that I was a foreigner was enough for some to be bothered. After all, I was an outsider. Still, there was a bearded man who was a high-standing member, holding some sort of power/control over the group, who had introduced me to the group. Even if I wasn't liked by some, I had to be welcome, because that man said so. There was this boy who was a little younger than me who especially disliked me, and seemed to consider me his rival.

It seems I had potential. Apparently, people here would use special powers that would harness the power of their will. If you had a strong will, you'd be more powerful. I'm being introduced to the place and the whole "powers" thing when this other man asks me my height. Before I say it, he's already guessing it 6'2" - I'm surprised that he was so good at it, and also because he was using inches rather than centimeters. I just correct him, saying it more like 6'3". I am handed a strange weapon, one I have never seem like before. Imagine a single-bladed sword. Now take off the handle and the hand-guard. On the side opposite to the blade, add two handles parallel to the blade. Now imagine the whole blade was around my height (I believe that's why he asked it), and shaped like a fishing hook. The more curved end ended with a spiky edge, and the opposite had a blunt piece of metal which stood out from the blade.

I held both handles in front of my body, as I faced a training partner (apparently it was the bearded man). I was told how to fight with it, though strangely I knew how to do most things. I could slash, change hands and do all sorts of moves. It seems this weapon was dependent on will - as long as your will was strong, you would know how to fight. The blunt piece of metal on the back end of the sword had a hidden use. If the sword was spun in a certain way, a hidden metal wire would extend and allow me to swing the metal piece around freely, allowing for either blunt attacks or slashes, both with a big attack radius (I believe it was over 1,5m long). I have a training fight with someone, apparently the boy who hated me. We cross blades a few times, until I use the hook end of my blade to disarm him, being declared victorious.

The rest of my day there was pretty peaceful - I was left alone to do as I wished. I played around with my new weapon and explored the place. That is, until I noticed some strange people entering our village, jumping over a low fence (by the way, this place reminded me of a playground back from when I was in school). These men wore beige uniforms and were really shady looking - clearly, they were up to no good. They see me and grab their guns. I'm scared. I try fighting, but can't use the sword properly. The metal-on-a-wire attacks lost all accuracy, too. I was yelling for help, and people were coming over.