(A/n Hello, this is my first fanfiction so if you have any advise or problems that you see with the plot line or my way of thought, please let me know in the comments. Most advise is good advise. Carolina is emotional in some parts of this story that some may consider OC for her but since this is a different side of her i thought i could change it a little. I tried to make them both a bit childish and awkward when it came to romance because they have been soldiers their whole life so its kinda fitting.)
I awoke with a start to hear a bashing noise on my door, considering it was solid steel it made me jump a little. OH shit, I said I would workout with Carolina this morning. She's going to be pissed.
"Oregon if you don't get out here in the next 10 seconds I WILL COME IN THERE AND THROW YOU OUT." "ALRIGHT I'll be out in a second." I yelled back
Carolina was a... Interesting human being to say the least. Most knew her for her hypercompetitive nature and her temper, but under that mask, there was a caring woman. I was one of the few that she lifted the mask for, luckily. I jumped to my feet, grabbed my standard issue "workout clothes" and opened my door with a mock salute. She gave me a punch in the shoulder, a small smile and started walking toward the gym.
We walk our way to the gym and started running our little routine. I won't go into detail with it, but it involved almost every exercise imaginable and lasted several hours. We were in our own little competition, we bet on who could run the fastest on the treadmills or lift the most on the bench press or something like that depending on the day to keep ourselves motivated. plus she thought it was more fun, happy boss happy life? Anyway she usually won the agility and speed bets and I won the brute strength ones. (Very easily I might add) Eventually it came time for the grand finale, the spar. So, we threw on our armor and went into the arena.
"Carolina, you know my morale compass doesn't like this." I said as we start to square up and get into position. "Ahh Levi's too scared to hit a woman?" she gave me one of those damn smirks. Unknown to us a few of the freelancers were making bets on who would win today. Usually anyone who faces off with her gets their ass handed to them in a spar, I was a good fighter just not good enough apparently. I usually lose but they tend to be very close and very quick matches. Leaving us both bruised and cut up.
"Come on Oregon you got this." Washington said with his face almost pressed on the glass on the observatory window. York looked at him almost confused. "He just bet me a hundred bucks Oregon would win." South said with an evil smile. York let out a chuckle. "Wow I thought we were done hazing the rookie." Wash just glared at him and went back to watching us circle.
We circled and circled just trying to look in each other's psyche. "So are we going to fight or what" I said with a grin and a shrug. She started taking a few slow steps towards, gradually increasing in speed until it was a full sprint. When she finally got close enough, the fight really began. I was able to block the first and second punches by deflecting them away with my forearms but she followed it up with a sharp roundhouse kick landing straight in the left side of my abdomen. I flinched slightly but managed to grab her leg and lift up, which really only made her do a graceful little backflip. Really? Now she was just showing off. Now, it was my turn to go on the offensive, i charged into her, grabbing her by the lower legs and ramming her into the steel wall, leaving a small dent. As the air rushed out of her lungs i raised my fist and smashed my fist against the visor of her helmet. After the punch landed i brought my arm back for another strike but she managed to push herself off of me. I charge back at her, trying to catch her while she was catching her bearings, she jumped back at me, landing a shot to my sternum. after that i lost my rhythm and started to deflect less and less shots. she was getting the upperhand and there was nothing i could do about it. Eventually I had time to get a counter in but she grabbed my fist, twisted it and brought me to my knees. I was exhausted and she knew it too. So she decided to end it, she took a step back and landed a strong kick to the bottom of my chin, destroying my will to fight. "When will you learn Oregon..." She said with a evil little grin. "When i win" I replied as i pushed myself up.
In the observation room York was laughing. "That's what you get when you face off against Carolina." "Yeah now wheres my money Wash" South smiled at Washington. He just glared, handed her the cash and walked away, sulking slightly. She can be very evil sometimes.
After the workout I walked to my room, took a long, hot, well deserved shower and went to the common area with the other agents. "Congrats Oregon, you didn't die" York grinned as he handed me a beer. It wasn't good quality beer but it did its job. We sat down next to Maine and Wyoming. "Hello chap" He greeted me. I always wondered how he grew that mustache, I never could grow facial hair. Maine nodded and gave a low growl. "So uh, how was your guy's day" I asked trying to start a conversation. "Shut up Oregon the games tied" I look up at the TV to see a very close grifball game and I instantly got lost in the violence. To be honest i don't think anyone wins in these games.