"Where the hell did you learn to shoot like that cub!" Eagle exclaimed, very loudly.

"Classified" I practically growled.

Then it was Wolfs turn to growl.

Oh crap.

They surrounded me from all corners. No escape. And that's coming from me, the fully trained 14 year old spy.

I made to duck and run in between Snake and Eagle, where there was a small gap, but they pushed me back and Wolf, the charming man, grabbed a fist full of my hair, making me yelp in surprise.

I couldn't move without him pulling my hair harder, which was actually incredibly painful.

"Cub answer my ******* question! Where the hell did you learn to shoot like that!" he growled.

I didn't answer his question, which only made him pull my hair even harder. I snapped. Who did man think he was? Hurting me like this. I was supposed to be safe here!

I punched him in the ribs, which made him let go of my hair. Snake made to grab me, but I jumped and kicked in the soft spot, making him collapse. Eagle and Fox both came at me, both from either side. I tensed waiting till last moment before I dived out of the way, so they crashed into each other and both fell over. It was funny! I ran out of the shooting range and carried on, despite the shouts and the footsteps behind me. I had never sprinted so fast in his life, but as the footsteps faded behind me, I kept running. From everything and everyone.

Snake POV

That kid was amazing. His shooting made Eagle, our best shooter, look like a rookie. I didn't agree with Wolf being horrible to him. It would be best to just ignore him. Hell, it would be best for the rich snob to go home. That was the thing though; he didn't seem like just a rich snob. He was way too good at the exercises and didn't act rich at all. He acted like all agents. Cold and un-emotional.

But when he just tried to walk away from the shooting range after doing that, it wasn't Wolf that got angry. We all did. Cockroach wasn't bothered, but we were. He just had too many secrets and not enough answers. We had surrounded him from all sides. He couldn't even escape when he tried.

But when he attacked. Well, he's damn good.

He turned and punched Wolf hard enough to make him collapse, which must've been very hard. Then the little **** kicked me in the balls when all I wanted to do was ask him a question and get a descent reply! But it floored me; it was a damn hard kicked. My head was spinning. But I did laugh when he tricked Fox and Eagle into crashing into each other!

But when he ran. And Wolf ran after him, I picked myself up and started after them. Wolf could get…carried away when he was angry. I swear that man had anger issues.

I sprinted after them, Cub was very fast, but Wolf was gaining on him. I pushed myself to my very limit and caught up with them at the edge of the forest. I was shouting but they ignored me. I lurched forward and grabbed Wolf by the shoulders, and automatically ducking as he turned around and punched out of pure habit. Cub carried on sprinting. But I didn't stop him; might as well let him get away because he's got to come back anyway.

"WHAT THE HELL SNAKE! WHY DID YOU FLIPPING GRAB ME I ALMOST HAD THE BRAT! YOU BLOODY IDOIT!"

And then he gave me 3 minutes of a wonderful range of colourful language, in a range of languages. Language I'm not going to describe.

I never let go of him the whole time. I didn't understand why he was this angry. I had worked with the man for 5 years, and never, not once, had I seen him this furious.

"Chill Wolf. He'll be back, he has too, doesn't he?" I argued.

He grunted, shook me off and stomped back towards the shooting range. I rolled my eyes and ran after him.

Fox POV

God Damn Cub. He made me run into Eagle! How the hell did I fall for that one; it's the oldest trick in the flipping book! And it hurt. Eagle has a big head, a head that slammed full on into my quite small one. It was like a car collision between a crappy run down fiat and a Nissan Navarra; and I got a thumping bad headache. I think I might've even got a concussion or something because my vision was slightly blurry and my balance was shot. But I was alright. I only fell a couple of times and walked into 3 people as we were leaving the range, when he decided to drag me to the infirmary because I walked into to him and then fell over (which of course he found incredibly funny) and even though I argued, badly I must admit, he still dragged me over there. I hate hospitals.

Eagle POV

Fox with a concussion is very funny. He staggered around like he drunk and kept walking into people, well actually very annoyed soldiers after he walked into them, I couldn't help but laugh. But when he walked into me, I was almost crying. When he fell over I laughed so hard I ended up actually crying of laughter. And he just sat there where he'd fallen, not really comprehending anything. I kept laughing as I hauled him over to the infirmary to sort him out, despite his weak protests.

I knew he was terrified of hospitals, so getting him in the door was very hard. I ended up picking him up in a fireman's carry and running through the door; sniggering.

The doctor checked him over and confirmed he had a quite bad concussion, so he gave him a shot of something (I'm not a medic, I don't know these things, that's Snake's job!) when he complained about his head hurting, which did shut him up. The doctor laughed too.

They gave him a cold pack and told him to sit out of the next exercise, which was the 8km run, lucky bugger! I wondered where Snake, Wolf and Cub were, and if Wolf had killed anyone yet!

I dragged Fox back to the cabin, as we had half an hour until the next exercise seeming as the shooting ended…badly. So we walked back to our bunk in near silence, because he had a headache or something.

After 20 minutes, the door slammed opened, and in came a growling Wolf, then Snake, who seemed to be thinking deeply but alertly.

But there was no Cub. Where was he?