#□Rookie Agent

The raging blonde no longer seemed cute.

Instead of an adorable frown, his face donned a terrifying look, and I could picture the complementing horns sticking out of those long, blonde locks.

Yes. we've fought before, plenty of times, even when his mood was foul, but this, this was something else, this was rage, pure rage directed at me, and the unknown reason for it seemed to be me, at least that's the best conclusion I could come up with since I was the one at the receiving end of his anger.

"What is wrong with you!" My reasoning was gone and replaced by shock as I stare at my best friend like he was a stranger, my caloused fingers trailing over the red patch of the skin bruising over my lower neck and shoulder blade.

"You can't just come here with so much pent-up anger only to let it all out on me," my ragged voice takes a harsher tone as I massage my neck. "This is not how training works!!"

"This is exactly how training works. You've just been so spoiled that you forgot this is how it works. You're meant to be tough, not like this." he stomps towards me, jabbing his stick at my chest accusingly and driving me back with force.

"It's no wonder you haven't been sent on a single mission till now when you've been a trainee as long as most top agents have worked here. Mr. Kang is just trying to protect you, all because you are not ready to be out there, but here's the truth, he can't protect you always, so you either man up or give up" each word from him, a thorn painfully drilling into my hardened heart as I stood frozen my fists clenched tight and my fingers digging into my palm.

"Life is not a fairytale from a fantasy book," he takes a step back, pointing around, "and this place, this Agency, is not a posh castle from your over colorful imagination."

"So, how about you give up on that ridiculous fantasy of being an agent and get the hell out of here," he steps closer, speaking softly but loud enough for others to hear,

"You'd be doing yourself and everyone here a favor," Felix leans even closer till his hot breath tickled my earlobe, whispering quietly, "Even your parents."

Now that was a trigger word,

Swifter and harder than everyone, including I expected, my fist connected hard and loud with his chin, smacking him down.

I force a smile, squatting over him and tilting my head in question, "Did that feel weak, Lee? Your jaw must hurt really bad. "

His counter caught me off guard, Felix had smacked his stick hard across my face, hurling it along with my body to the floor, both my palms extending to break my fall.

My face slowly turned to face Felix, revealing the unappealing red line over my cheek as my tongue slowly slit across the bleeding cut at the edge of my busted lip.

My arms stretch to the side, picking up my abandoned sticks as I slowly push myself off the cold floor pads, my eyes reflecting a dangerous glint narrowing at him as he tossed another stick at me to make a pair.

"You want to prove yourself, don't you?" Felix sniffs, rolling his jaw and pressing his wrists on the discolored spot on his chin as he signaled me to come closer with his stick.

"Do it! Just one hit, try to get one hit in!" The blonde challenges, picking up on my slight hesitance, he nods.

"What, you can't even do that?"

"As expected, what did I expect from a wannabe and unskilled agent, just one hit!"

I lunge at him in a relentless attack, the impact of colliding woods filling the dead silent training room.