A new day, this is the story of Agent Arkansas who is a new Agent with the prestigous Project Freelancer.

"Eurgh, oh fuck!" Arkansas ducks under Arizona's kick, she laughs slightly as she goes to throw a direct punch to his helmet; Arkansas stops the punch by slamming both of his forearms together against her wrist, barely stopping it.

She laughs as always and swings her foot right into Arkansas' balls and swings her other hand into the side of his head and he yelps in pain and falls down; his armor making a loud 'clang' noise as it hits the metal floor. "Urghhh..."

All of the new agents sat around the table, fully clothed and without their armor. "Eurgh, I need this!"

Arkansas yells as Vermont, who is laughing evily and ripping the ice bag away from him, throwing it away as it hits a rather light colored agent; it hits him at such a pace it knocks him over onto his arse.

"Jesus! Who did you hit, Vermont?!" Arkansas yells out.

"Eurgh, I think that's Hawaii." Vermont chuckles lightly. "You know, that guy you threw over the railings, Montana?"

"He got in my fucking face!" Montana explained, a grin coming over his face, looking to his right as his eyes widened. "Heads up."

An agent walks upto the group, she speaks up with a russian accent. "Hello, guys!" No one responds, apart from Arkansas. "Hey, Colorado." She looks over to him. "Hey, Ark..."

Arkansas openly sighs. "So, you're in with the big league now? Forgetting about us?" He says with a...rather mixed emotion.

"N-No?! You're my friends, I can't do this now. I'll...see you later." As she walks away, Arkansas looks over his shoulder, feeling his heart die slightly. "Could've gone better." Montana says, chuckling.

Everyone at the table looks at him. "What?! It was a joke." They keep his stare on him. "Fuck, I'll just go!"

He gets up and begins to walk towards the higher Freelancers (Those being Maine, Tex and Wash etc).

A small grunt is heard from the table as Montana almost walks past, he stops dead in his tracks - Maine stands up and headbutts him, Montana falls down instantly, out cold, everyone at Arkansas' table screams out.

"Woah! Holy shit!"

"Did he just-"

"Dude!"

They all stand and quickly rush to their rooms, Arkansas with Vermont, Montana with Delaware and Arizona with Virginia although Montana is now sleeping in medical bay for treatment because he 'fell down some stairs'.

The next day Arkansas opens his eyes to a dark figure in his room, sitting on the counter. "Vermont, if you're going to watch me sleep, do it with the fucking lights on you, you poof." A rash, texan accent speaks up.

"If, Agent Vermont were watching you sleep, Agent Arkansas, I would hope you report that." The Director speaks with an ill tongue.

"Jesus Christ, Director! Why were you watching me sleep?" Arkansas says alertingly.

"I was around and I heard you talking in your sleep." The Director says silky.

"I'd rather you get out, with all due respect." Arkansas says rather angrily. The Director nods and turns to the door, leaving rather quickly. "Fucking wackjob." Arkansas says before resting his head, closing his eyes.

In the morning, it's last man standing:

Arkansas kicks Virginia to the side, using her as a push to spin in the air and hit Delaware in the visor, however Delaware shifts out of the way quickly, running upto Virginia and kicks her into the wall, she slams against it with a loud thud. "Argh! You bastard!" She exclaims before hitting the ground. "Eurgh, I'm done!"

"Agent Virginia is eliminated." F.I.L.S.S. chirps enthusiasticly.

Arkansas ducks under Arizona's punch, sweeping her legs from under her - she falls on her back, Arkansas stands and hears thudding like a rhino charging, Vermont.

Vermont jumps in the air, flicking his legs out with such strength it hits Arkansas in the face, flipping him, hitting the ground, screaming out in pain. "Argh! My fucking nose! You bit-" Arizona slides up-to Arkansas with her foot out, laughing as she does so, Arkansas looks down. - "Ari-...What are- Oh Fuck!" Her foot slams into his crotch, sending him into the wall. "Urgh! I'm o-ou-" He doesn't quite get it out as Vermont picks him up by the throat, throwing him up in the air and once more, kicks him in the face. "WHY ME - URGH!" He flips again and slams into the ground, groaning. "I'm done..."

"Agent Arkansas is elminated." F.I.L.S.S chirps happily. Arkansas in the background yelling. "F-fuck you, F.I.L.S.S!"

Montana, after keeping away from the conflict takes his chance to rugby tackle Delaware, he succeeds in doing so however Arizona flips over the two and Vermont crashes into them, Vermont's head slamming into Montana's, Montana falls down, out cold and Delaware stands, Vermont stares at him as Arizona looks at the two.

"This is awkward." Delaware says softly. Arizona laughs.

Vermont grunts heavily as he charges at Delaware, picking him up easily by his arms, gripping tightly as Delaware screams like a girl. "Ahh! Get him the fuck off me!" He is then thrown by Vermont at Arizona, Arizona is hit in the legs by the agent's ragdolled body. "Ow! You bastard!" She helmet-plants into the metal floor and Delaware tumbles along it, hitting the wall.

"This was fun, kids." Vermont says, chuckling soon after - Arizona stands up, "G-gonna...play for thaatt..." She says enthusiastically, joyfully...even playfully.

"Jesus fucking christ, why are you so...HAPPY?!" He charges at her, she charges at him.

They charge into each other, knocking one another out.

"Agent Delaware wins Last Man Standing, well done Agent Delaware." He stands.

"What." He says, incredibly confused.

That's the end of this chapter, thanks for READING!