We were in the training room. We stopped at a shelf filled with different types of guns. I scanned through, finally settling on the rifle.
"At least you know your gun" her voice was stern, I didn't know whether that was praise or just plain mockery. I stood in front of my target board taking deep breaths, I placed the rifle on my shoulder, my fingers gently putting pressure on the trigger. I aimed at the target board, firing my shot.
My whole nerves were on edge from all the tension but it was all worth it. As I looked at a perfect hole in the center of the board. I gave a confident smile waiting for the astonished gasp on their faces.
"Impressive"
That's all. Tough crowd. She moved on to the next agenda, combat. The room was filled with the stench of blood and sweat.
"You go clear the sparing ground" she ordered one of them he scurried to clear the bloody floor. I could see some broken teeth lying around the place. And hair?
"Who am I sparing with," I looked at her waiting for a reply, her lips curled up slowly like she couldn't hide the devious smile forming on her face, making me regret asking her in the first place.
"Me of course" she flipped her hair, turning away in the direction of the changing room. I whipped towards Blake who in turn looked down at his feet almost in reflex. He looked back up at me only to be met with a frown. Then he smiled widely as if saying 'Good luck you're going to need it. I am screwed.
After a few minutes
I paced back and forth in panic as we waited for her to return.
"Hey, Emily!!" I snapped out my thoughts seeing Hailey in front of me grinning from ear to ear.
"I heard you're going to fight Natasha, you lucky dog" she beamed, patting my back as she laughed. "Is my unfortunate end that much of a pleasure to you" her smile just got brighter with my remark. Of course, it would be who am I kidding.
I did expect to fight to prove myself but not with her. She looked strong. I'm more afraid of losing my chance to find the killer by not entering the agency. Wait what about my life that's at stake here.
Come to think of it, I haven't fought anyone except Nigel or Ms. Linda, it feels like a real battle well it is just an assessment but still feels real.
I felt a slight squeeze on my shoulder. Knowing it was Blake, he gave me a reassuring smile."It's ok, just make it to the hospital alive." I socked him with a punch in the gut. He let out a huff not expecting it. He still patted my shoulder with one hand as he used the other to hold his stomach, gritting in pain.
"Not helping at all" I sighed in frustration even if it did help distract my attention from my pending doom.
"But You're good now"
He left to the side, I noticed the room was getting filled up with people. He waved at me to get my attention.
" You've got to have confidence in yourself unless you're thinking of backing out which isn't possible at the moment but you're welcome to try if you want your life on the line" he gave a thumbs up after his ever so heartwarming speech. How motivating.
"I apologize for the long wait" I turned to face my opponent. She wore some tight leggings with her tied up in a ponytail, stretching her legs and arm doing a little warm-up, throwing me a side smirk. A middle-aged man came to our middle. I stood prepping myself the best I could.
"You should be grateful that you are sparing me. Not everyone gets this chance and just to make it easier for you I'll let you have the first hit. Also a small tip, try not to die on me".
Bitch
Which is what I would have said if I had the guts to, which I don't.
" The rules are simple, the first one to give out or surrender wins. Good luck" with that he swiped his hands down signaling the start of the fight. We circle each other.
I lunged at her with full force hoping to knock her off her balance but she blocked me head-on crossing her arms across her body, retreating away from her to access the damage.
"Pathetic"
The chants from the other people ran loud in my ear. I ran behind hoping to surprise her. From behind she grabbed my collar slamming my face to the floor.
You call this fighting, it's merely child's play"
My head was spinning from the impact on the floor, I stood up slowly gritting my teeth. I ignored the dizzy feeling.
"You can still stand? give up, kid, don't want your life on something useless"
I didn't know whether it was her or Nigel speaking. I rushed to her aiming for her face, she dodged stopping my hand inches from her face. We spared, going at each other for who knows how long.
My breathing was heavy as I wiped the sweat mixed with blood. My wounds healed quickly. I need to focus. I felt a sense of malice from her as she stood saying nothing. She looked pissed.
Natasha's Pov
I am getting slow. I looked over at her as she caught her breath. This can't be happening. I can't lose to a mere beta-sub. My reputation will be lost. He won't accept me. I can't…. I retracted my claws. I let out a low menacing growl. You made yourself prey.
She looked shocked retreating backward-looking around. Nowhere to run. I lunged at her, she dodged my claws missing by a few meters scratching her thigh in the process. She fell. I grabbed her by the neck, squeezing her as she clawed my hand trying to escape. It's your fault I'm mad. I raised my hand to end her. But someone stopped me.
"Enough"
The voice is ever so clear, the words dissolve the fury in me like water to flame. My father stood there furious, Just then harealized I was about to transform. I let go, hearing her gasp for air coughing violently. He came to her side in a rush. Why are you touching her?. I balled my hands into a fist keeping the remaining suppressed anger and irritation inside.
Scarlet Pov
I lost. Blake came to my side when she left me, he helped me to my feet. She left not before throwing a scornful look my way.
The man who stopped the fight made his way toward me.
"Welcome to our agency" with that he left.