The Mysterious Child

"The worst thing I've ever done." Faith could even remember exactly how it started. "She's a girl, he's a guy, but why? Why would I go and do something like this?" It all started from one incident that started 12 months ago.

(FLASHBACK) ((LONG FLASHBACK))

She trotted off into her bedroom. "Small apartment, not enough space." She said. Faith didn't let it bother her, though. She didn't care as much. Since Merc, her boss and tracker for ever one of her missions, let her off early. Faith doesn't really do anything at home but sleep so that's exactly what she did.

She woke up the next morning like every morning at 5:30. Ran out of her apartment and jumped up to Merc's lair.

"Hey, Merc."

"Hey, kiddo, need you to do me a favor."

"Sure, what's up?"

"I need you to train a new rookie. Think yer gonna be interested."

"Why ya say that?"

Merc pointed to him behind her. She turned around and saw a guy who was extremely handsome. Faith nearly fainted from his perfect facial features. "Why Merc? Why would you choose such a hottie for me to train? I'm probably gonna fall off a building staring at him." Faith thought. He was handsome. He had short, black, spiked hair and hazel blue eyes that looked straight into Faith's. He was toned; not as toned as Merc, but toned. His complexion was just a little darker than Faith's. He wore a green T-shirt with black jogging suit pants.

"Hey, Jeff, Why don't you follow Faith to the training grounds?"

Jeff. So that was his name. Jeff. Faith quit staring at his face and walked passed him telling him to follow her. The two of them walked out to the training grounds.

"Merc tells me you're his best runner." Jeff said sounding eager to start a conversation.

"Merc never told me I was the best, in fact he said someone else was the best about three days ago."

"Maybe he lied so you wouldn't get too cocky?"

"Maybe." After a while the two of them completed training and it was already six o' clock. Both of them sat down on the edge of the rooftop just chatting.

"Wow, you seem like you were born to be a runner," Faith told Jeff. He grinned with a nice smile that almost made Faith blush. "wow that's a really cute smile, he should be mine."

"So I was wondering, if runners jump across rooftops and the cops know all about them does that mean we'll never be able to walk around like normal people?" Jeff asked Faith curiously.

"We could we'd just have to be in disguise. Merc told me a couple stories of runners who weren't in good disguise and were …. Ya know, killed. You can ask him if you want to know."

"Thanks for helping me with training. Hope we become good friends." Jeff said leaving Faith just sitting alone on the rooftop. "I hope we become more," Faith said as if he was still there.