Chapter 1: Underatted Cameraman

"Alright Applicants today is the day we test your skills and various abilitys. All of you already possess some Filming experience as per requirement. And some of you are experienced Cameramen looking for higher form of excitement."

A tall dark skinned blond man in Thick black coat stood on a stage as he spoke with full authority. The man had purple fiery eyes and wore black gloves. As soon as he mentioned the phrase "Higher level of excitement a purple flame seemed to pass through his eyes" as he spoke in excitement.

"You're aware of the Dangers of becoming an IRC and the benefits of it.. depending on your skills you will be placed in ranks of A,B,C,S and SS"

The same flame once again passed through his eyes.

" The Test will be grouped into 2 phases the first phase is relatively simple and the second phase is not, if you can't carry on in the second phase shout Help like the p*say you and our staff will come get you, The firs phase will be guided by my College Fedrik Oly as it's too boring and guided to be supervised by the likes of me"

Mummurs erupted in the crowd as many of the applicants felt that this so called Sir was too overconfident and proud.

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"01!"

A man stepped into the stage where a spherical glass Bob Floated as though a exalted god welcoming his creation.

The man grinned before saying

"Same old strength test. My apologies I'm just gonna destroy you"

The man made a fist before throwing a punch at the spherical object

Boom!!

The fist was engulfed in flame then poppled towards the object

Boom!!!

The entire hall was engulfed in a bright light for 3seconds before a melted mess of glass was reveled.

"Hnpm"

The man snorted before proudly walking away.

"02!"

"03!"

"04!"

More numbers were called some managed to destroy the object while others couldnt.

"99!"

A average height teenager with jet black hair and black lines below his eye walked out of the crowd. There was silence in the room before an uproar.

"Kid what the heck do you think you're doing!! Get back to school!!"

" Where are your parents!! What kind of despicable fellows would allow their child

To do such dangerous work!!"

It wasn't like there wasn't Young blood in the IRC work. It was just that they were few and they usually didn't live past 20

And the majority thought it was barbaric for such young people who still had their lives ahead of them to join such line of work

Heck! Even the military didn't allow 19-20 year olds on the battle field!

Kyle in a black hoodie and black combat

Trousers twisted his right wrist before throwing a punch at the glassy object.

Boom!!!

The glass exploded!

"Tha Fuck!!"

The uproar once again began as Kyle walked away from the stage while glares of shock followed him back to where he once stood.

" Maybe I over did it?"