A/N: This is my first story, and it is basically my back story and theoretical future of Agent Main. Be sure to let me know what you think.
When she first saw him she was not that impressed. He stood over seven feet tall with massive shoulders and arms like tree trunks, his barrel of a chest would make an ox jealous. Strong was good but Carolina had seen large men burn out in training before their first week was out,she was sure he would not last. Much to her surprise the giant of a man had made it through the hellish experience of training and the selection process. The mountain of a man had caught her attention, but her interest was not piqued until she saw him in the final stages of the process that would decide who among the few remaining recruits would be allowed into the project. Of the five remaining hopefuls only one would be selected for the project. The five stood in an arena among a variety of weapons they would use to showcase their skill, strength, and versatility. They were all dressed minimally, no armor or protection against any attacks.
Apart from the mountain; as she had taken to calling him, there were two other men, one was of a large athletic build and wore a cocky look on his face, the other was a lanky looking grim faced youth that eyed the other candidates with predatory eyes. The two females standing opposite the mountain were almost the same in terms of their build, but their personalities were drastically different. One was bouncing from foot to foot eagerly anticipating the opportunity to show her skills, the other stood stoically eyeing the opposition with a cold calculating glare. Compared to the others more defined and athletic builds the mountain looked almost fat, and was sure to be quite slow. She did not give him much of a chance compared to the others, in contrast to how fast some the others would be, his size would mean nothing.
When they were give the signal to begin all of the candidates ran for a weapon, a staff, a sword, anything that would give them an edge. Much to her surprise the mountain dashed forward with an astonishing speed for a man of his size forgoing any weapon at all. With a powerful strike to the stomach followed up by a quick uppercut quickly eliminating energetic young woman as she hit the floor like a bag of sand. The other woman's stoic mask broke for a moment when she saw the power at which he had dealt with one of top cadets. She dealt a powerful overhead two handed strike with her staff. The wood met with his neck and he did not react, instead of flinching from pain he gripped the staff and tossed the weapon with woman attached across the arena like a rag doll. She righted herself and landed without issue but it had become clear that the mountain was more than a lumbering brute. Carolina now watch with a keen eye, this man just kept proving her wrong.
It became clear to Carolina that the tactics of the other three had changed. They were no longer concerned with one another for the moment, the main target was the giant that stood in the middle of the arena. The two other male candidates charged in unison hoping to take out their mutual threat. The lanky youth; with a staff in hand, leapt into the air weapon high overhead as his temporary ally charged head on with twin waster swords in hand. Their combined effort met with failure when their foe shrugged off the blows and garbed the larger of the two by face with a vice like grip and hefted him into the air with little effort and bashed him into the other attacker. The two bodies met with a loud thud as both men crashed to the floor.
The two recovered quickly and resumed their attack throwing any strategy to the wind in their desperate attempt to neutralize the beast that stood before them. Their strikes were ferocious but undisciplined and erratic. Any blow that landed on the body of their foe seemed to have little to no effect on the man. The assault lasted for several moments when in a flash the mountain of a man gripped the two men by their necks and smashed their skulls together rendering them unconscious. Carolina could have sworn she heard the man growl like an animal that had just snatched up his prey. But he was oblivious to the approach of final recruit. In the chaos of the fight the mountain had forgotten about the final female candidate.
With clean, precise, but powerful strikes she unloaded blow after blow onto her target. She delivered surgical jabs with her staff to his knees, ankles, shoulders, elbows, wrists, neck and the nerves on the inside of his thigh to break her target's stability. As she pressed her advantage on her much larger opponent her tactics became less conservative and she began to focus finishing her foe. Her staff began to spin and whirl as she struck him in the throat and face with large sweeping blows. Carolina watched impressed as the much smaller woman was overcoming the mountain of a man .
"She fights smart" she said to herself as she watched the other repeatedly struck him in his brows with intention of drawing blood to blind her opponent. When he raised his forearm to his face to wipe the blood away she made her final move.
With grace one would expect from a dancer she lept and spun gaining momentum and dealt a savage strike to the right temple of the mountain. There was a sickening crack and Carolina though for a moment that his neck had been broken, but to her surprise it was the attacker's staff. The blow had forced him onto his knee but had not finished him, the shocked look on the female recruits face was easily seen even from a distance.
With hopes of putting this to an end she charged once more, but this assault was sloppy by comparison. The remnants of her staff hurtled down towards his skull but the strike was halted. The strain on the young woman's face was clearly evident as she fought the iron grip of the mountain. For the second time in less than a minute a sickening crack echoed through arena, this time however the blow was delivered by a devastating uppercut that lifted his foe off the ground. Again displaying surprising speed for his size he gripped her ankle and slammed the stunned body of his opponent hard into the ground, this was followed by him tossing her to the side like child would do with a toy once he was bored of it. There was loud beep that signaled the end of the test, without so much as a grin the mountain walked from the arena cracking his neck. Against all her prediction this man had made it through all the test, training, and the selection process and would become the newest agent of Project Freelancer. This was one rookie she would have to keep an eye on.