I woke up as the lights in my room turned on. I woke up the same as I always had for the past 16 years. Stuck in this hell hole that I was forced to live in. I changed from my pajamas into my recruit attire. A dark navy track suit with a white undershirt. I could never figure out how my parents survived in this place. I thought about them everyday. I wondered who they were. I didn't know much about them. All I knew is that they had been in Division until they left. I wondered if they even new I was trapped in here. I got out of my room after I finished changing I headed out of my room to the cafeteria where the other recruits were. After I was done eating I went to the training room. I saw all the recruits either weight training or sparing with a partner. Most of the recruits here are exactly what I promised myself I would never be, ruthless, mindless, low life, murderous assassins. I swore to myself that one day I would get away from this place, find my parents and go rogue. I went over to one of the many tough punching bags and starting beating the crap out of it. Anything to take my anger out on. I turned around when I heard a voice behind me. "Hey baby." He said. I turned around and saw Tyson standing there. He was about 6 feet tall with blond hair and a muscular build. "Leave me alone Tyson." He moved r towards me and put a hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off me, not wanting the creep to be touching me. He made another advance at me and by then I had had enough. I turned around and punched him in the face. He staggered backwards holding his nose that was now broken and bleeding. "You crazy evil bitch!" He charged towards me about to hit me in the face but before he could I grabbed his arm and twisted it behind him. He landed on the floor and I started to kick him in the ribs. "You stupid son of a bitch! I told you to leave me alone!" I kept kicking him. All of a sudden I felt to strong arms pulling me away from the man on the floor. "Jay, Jay calm down." I recognized the voice as that of Cole a boy w.
was about 6'2''He had dark brown hair and eyes to match. He had quit a large build and could take on just about any recruit or agent for that matter. I had always had a bit of a soft spot for him. There a was something about him that mad me feeling more at ease, I calmed myself down as I saw two guards put Tyson on a stretcher and take him towards medical. I felt his grip on me release a little bit. I turned to face him, he pushed a stray piece of my dark brown, almost black, hair off my face hey. you okay?" He asked looking into my eyes. I knew there was much since in lying to him, he could read me like a open child's book. He always knew when I was hiding something."He just gets on my nerves is all." I said pushing past him, heading back towards my bedroom. I knew I shouldn't be feeling this way I knew it was forbidden recruits couldn't have relationships inside division but I couldn't deny I liked him no I loved him a lot I really loved him like my parents loved each other all the years since they went rouge and left this world behind them I often wonder if their still out there and if they know I'm still alive and waiting for them to find me one day I'd tell Cole I loved him and we'd run away from this hell hole I Amanda calls home and find them I swore I would do that and make Amanda pay for all shes done to me if I disobeyed her orders