Chapter Four In the morning, I got up before anyone else. I always did, because as the leader I had several duties to do and I couldn't just sleep in, not even on weekends, unless I wanted to mess everything up. But not today. Today, my tutor—a middle-aged guy named Mr. White—was sick and wouldn't be able to help me with my lessons, so I was given the day off from them. Granted, I still had other things to do, but I had some time before breakfast, so I went to the Training Room to get some practice in. The Training Room was basically where the other Young Neos and I could practice our skills and powers, both individually and as a team. It was equipped with all sorts of different things, ranging from holograms for target practice and fighting robots for combat training. The environment c