Hillary stood in her father's office. He had his back to her and was looking out of the window behind his desk. She stood by the door.
Her father had asked to see her about a top-secret operation. That was all she knew.
"Hillary," her father began finally turning to look at her. "I've asked you here for a top-secret operation as you may well know."
She nodded uncertainly.
Her father suddenly took out a small, clear cylinder containing a light blue liquid from a drawer in his desk.
"This is what I like to call rage," he told her. "When you are infected you get seriously angry and lose control." He trailed off.
A look of horror came across her face. "I'm not using that on anyone."
"I want you to take part in an upcoming competition taking place tomorrow and battle Tyson but use it on Dragoon. So you see, you won't use it on someone, you'll use it on something," he continued.
Hillary shook her head slowly. "No," she told him. "I can't do it."
"Do you want to be decommissioned?" he asked.
"No," she replied. "I just don't want to turn on my friends."
"They won't know," he told her. "I'm going to put this in a bit chip which you can use, your bitbeast will be called Rage," he told her. "But when you play Tyson in the finals you'll make it look like an accident. Do you hear me?"
She hesitated, still not believing his words but eventually nodded.
"Good," he told her. "I've found a team that's one player short. You can play for them. I'll make it a fix that you play Tyson."
She nodded again and left.
I can't do that to them she thought as she walked home. I just can't. They won't know it's me though so I'll feel slightly better. Not much though.
/ I'm skipping to the finals here
During the finals the Blade Breakers were playing a team called "Damage".
They'd played two matches already but were drawing. Ray had beaten a boy called Matt and Max had lost to a girl called Maria.
"And, for the decider of this tie it's," Bradd Best's voice boomed over the tanoy.
Kim versus Tyson Kim / Hillary mimicked in her head. Kim versus Tyson.
"Kim versus… Kai," he continued. Kim was panic-stricken.
Shit she thought.
"You said you'd fixed it to Tyson," she told her father angrily through the earpiece.
"Oops, it must have slipped my mind," he told her sarcastically. "What's wrong with Kai anyway? It's better if Dranzer gets it."
"Fine," she replied angrily turning it off.
Because she wasn't supposed to be under cover at all, even with her main cover because they'd immediately recognize her, this was Kim's only operation that she had to be… herself.
She was wearing grey tracksuit bottoms, a plain dark-blue tee that said Adidas on the front in light-blue letters that was covered with a zipped up purple jacket.
Her hair was different too. It was its usual colour except completely straight and the bottom, which flicked out, was died temporarily red.
Kim unwillingly stood up.
Make it look like an accident she thought to herself. He'll never know you did it. I've never played Kai in a match that actually meant something before. I'd hoped that I'd never have to.
She'd reached the dish and had her jet-black blade in hand.
This is my job, my life, my destiny she thought.
"You ready?" he asked fiercely.
Kim paused for effect. "I was born ready," she told him monotonously fighting back her anxiety to tell him everything. No! She couldn't. If she did then everyone would know. She'd be brought in and then… She couldn't bear to think of the consequences. This job was her life, and she knew she could never go back.
They launched quickly and Kim decided to get it over and done with.
"Rage!" she commanded.
Why does she look so familiar? Kai thought.
Kai was confused but still decided to finish her off as quick as he could.
"Dranzer!" he commanded.
Kim grinned slightly. "Perfect," she muttered. "Rage!"
Thick, blue gas appeared from her blade.
"What?" she asked.
Within about fifteen to twenty seconds Dranzer stopped in its place.
"Dranzer?" Kai asked.
Cuts began to appear on Dranzer and it began to spit out blood. / Or the bitbeast equivalent Then it began to go crazy and attack everything including Kai himself.
Now I know why it's called rage Kim thought.
"What?" Kim asked "pretending" to be confused. "Rage? How? Why?"
She charged at Kai's blade and it stopped so Dranzer was forced to return into it.
"Dranzer?" Kai asked, clearly upset.
Kim collected her blade acting confused.
She began to walk away from him.
"I'm so sorry Kai," she whispered.
The crowd was silent.
"How could you do that Kim?" Sam asked angrily when they were in the locker room. "That was so uncalled for. I can't believe they let you get away with that."
"I didn't do it on purpose, I swear," she told him. So what if she lied? She was never religious anyway.
God would have to at least be a drug dealer to create a world this bad she thought.
"So what happened?" Maria asked.
"I don't know," Kim lied. "Rage must have done it. Anyway, I've got to do something." She then stood up and left.
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