Its been a week since Merc's found me. He's been trying to make me a runner, but I'm not really impressed. I mean, sure you get to dodge bullets and jump across rooftops, which sounds fun, but for what? To be a stupid mail carrier? It seems pointless. Runner's aren't really dangerous to me. I mean, if they were doing more, then maybe I'd join.

But anyways, Merc's still trying to impress me. Today he said he was going to show me some of the runners that worked here.

But then again, he said there was someone he didn't want me to meet. Saying that only makes me more curious. I'm kind of anxious to meet everyone, but... at the same time I don't want to be rejected.

"Hey, Merc,"

"Yea?"

"Exactly, what are the rest of the runners like?" Merc went silent for a second. "Well, you'd expect that since their all runners, they'd all think alike, and have a similar personality, but everybody thinks differently. There's really no way to actually describe them all as a group."

"OK, but lets say I joined. Who would I be working with? Mainly?"

"No too many people, Celeste, Kreeg and... and..."

"And?"

"Unfortunately, the one person I want you to avoid."

Wow, by the way Merc says it, I'm not sure he likes this runner. Now I really wanna meet him. As I was thinking about what that person could be like, three runners dropped in through that manhole at the top of the AC cooling tower. One was a blonde girl with a red top and some tight black jeans and black converse, Another was a dark skinned man with a yellow T-shirt and green pants and the last... well,

He was the most handsome man I've ever seen. Short, spiked hair, nice long tattoo that was right next to his eye and went down into his shirt, blue shirt with a leather jacket. The jacket had a few strips of blue on the back and arms, and black pants with some black and blue boots. His eye color matched the blue in his outfit.

After a moment or two, I realized I was staring at him. I looked away, embarrassed even though his attention wasn't on me. Merc stood up and introduced me to everyone.

"Faith, this young lady is Celeste, This is Kreeg and this is..."

"Jacknife. Jack for short." He reached out to shake my hand. I grabbed it and shook his hand. I looked up to see him shoot me a nice smile. Merc gave him an evil look and he backed away from me. "Alright, Celeste, Kreeg, you guys can get back to work. Jacknife, I wanna talk to you." Celeste and Kreeg left the AC tower and left me, Jack, and Merc alone.

"Faith, lemme explain why you should avoid this guy." Merc said with his arms folded. His tone was that fatherly tone, that a girl gets after she brings home a guy who she wants to be her boyfriend. "Jacknife is known for a very flirtatious attitude with women, and playing around during work time." Jack rolled his eyes and plopped down right next to me.

"Yea, so what Merc. For crying out loud, I'm seventeen." His tone seemed a bit mature for a seventeen year old. But no wonder Merc wants me to avoid him. He's only a year older than me. Plus, I'm pretty sure he thinks teenagers are spoiled brats who just wanna hang out with their friends and their partner.

"Hey, Merc?"

"Yea, Faith?"

"I wanna join now. I think this'll be a good thing for me." I gave Merc a nice smile, the first he's ever gotten from me, and probably the last he'll get. The only reason I wanted to join was to be around Jacknife. He's not too rude for a seventeen year old. Merc nodded. "We'll have training tomorrow, and you can decide who's gonna train you."

I get to decide? Man, this gets better by the second.