"So, your definitely going to do this?" Asks Dimitri.

"Yes," I sigh and throw my hands in front of me.

"Ok, are you sure your ready for it." He continues with his questioning.

"No, i know im not ready." I say, giving in to my tough chick act.

"Well then why are you doing it." He asks, trying to sound convincing.

"Because i have to. You dont understand." I say and wave him away, but he doesnt move a muscle.

"Alright. Then...you should atleast train." He smiles.

"Just like old times." I say.

He nods and grabs my arm.

He drags me to the courts' gym and shoves me in front of the treadmill. I slap my hand down onto the 'start' button and jump on, starting to walk at a slow pace and then speeding up to a sprint.

"You wanna do this, your gonna have to be fast." He adds.

I half smile at him, still trying to be my instructor.

Once I've finished off on the treadmill, Dimitri's phone rings.

"Hello." He answers...

"Oh, I'll be there as soon as i can." He continues...he hangs up the phone.

"Hey, I gotta go, just go through some drills and I'll see you at the meeting, Kay." He says and turns to me.

"Sure thing." I reply softly.

I walk over to the punching bags.

I put the gloves, tightly on my hands and start smashing into it with my right fist. After repeating that same pattern,right left right right left, several times I lay onto the cushioned board, lifting and dropping a 25kg weight bar. With each lift i got angrier and angrier. Who was this all important person. Who could be more important than my training session with my boyfriend. WHO?

I walk out of the gym and i run into...Ambrose.

"Hey rose, what were you up to in there." He asks.

"Training. Trying my best to prepare for a battle i could very well die in." I say.

"Well, I'll leave you to it." He nods and walks off in the opposite direction that i was heading.

I look down at my watch, 7.30pm.

Great. I have to get home and get ready for my debut mission. One step at a time.

I race over to my dormitory and pull on a purple singlet and and black trackpants with two white stripes down each side. I slip my black sneakers on and step out into the hallway with my folded piece of paper.

Just then i can feel my heart beating in my ears. I hate that feeling. I ignored it and raced across the quad to the court room.