Training
When Unit 7 reached the training yard 452 was surprised to discover that it would not be just her unit doing drills that morning but rather all of the X5 units together. They spent the better part of an hour doing kicks, punches, takedowns and any possible combination of the three. By the time the trainers were done they all had sweat pouring off of them.
Just when 452 thought she couldn't possibly do one more maneuver the trainers called them back into formation. "Ok, Commanding Officers separate into your units and commence sparring. Keep going until we tell you to stop."
494 led his team to an empty area of the yard. The unit members made a circle with their CO in the center. "452, 734, since the two of you seem to have some unfinished business you're up first." The girls stepped into the ring and faced off while 494 stepped to the edge of the ring. The two began to circle each other, neither one ready to make the first move.
"Come on, 734. Let's see what you've got." 452 taunted.
734 threw an punch but 452 stepped to the side and landed a solid back hand strike on the side of her opponent's head. 734 recovered quickly catching 452 in the stomach with a spinning back kick. 452 bent over, the wind knocked out of her momentarily. She came back up with a combination punch to 734's solar plexus and an uppercut to her chin. 734 lost her balance and knocked to the ground. She shook her head quickly to clear her vision and jumped back up. The two girls continued to trade blows for several minutes more, neither getting the upper hand. 494 began to suspect that 452 was holding back. She obviously did not want to embarrass her sister in front of the team any more than necessary. 734 however, had no such qualms. She tried to swep 452's feet out from under her but 452 jumped up and did a flip in the air landing just behind 734. Fed up with playing nice, 452 wrapped her arms arund the girl's neck and applied just enough pressure to cut off her air supply. 734's face began to turn red and she struggled to breathe. 452 let go and stepped away bowing to her CO to show she considered the match to be over.
The members of Unit 7 were in shock. 734 was the best martial artist in the facility, but the 09'er took her down in under five minutes. 494 began to clap, slowly joined by the other team members. 452 turned to her sister and offered her a hand up. Once 734 was on her feet they shook hands and returned to their places in the circle.
"Good job, 452. You too, 734. Looks like you both have a few new moves to teach the rest of us." The two girls grinned, pleased by the praise from their CO.
For the next half hour or so the team took turns in the center of the ring, then the trainers called them back to formation. "Enough training for today everyone. Ten laps around the facility perimeter then hit the showers." A few of the soldiers groaned, but everyone took off running. They knew the last few in would get cold showers; there just wasn't enough hot water to go around.
494 and 452 set off at a more leisurely pace. They didn't mind cold showers. They took the first few laps in silence then 494 spoke up. "You handled 734's challenge really well. I was impressed." 452 didn't respond. After a few more laps 494 tried again. "You know, Director Renfro said you'd make a good leader. That's why she made you my 2IC. I was a little skeptical at first, but hey, maybe the bitch was right." 452 couldn't help smiling a little at that and 494 decided to press his luck. "That's assuming, of course, that you can keep up with me." With that remark he dashed off to join the others.
Never one to resist a challenge, 452 grinned and sped up. When she past him and the others she was nothing but a blur. She waited for him at the finish line with a cocky look on her face. "Looks like you're the one that needs to keep up, Sir!" She turned and sauntered off towards the showers. It was 494's turn to smile; he never backed down from a challenge either.
And so it went for the next couple of weeks. 494 would challenge 452 and 452 would challenge 494. Sometimes one would win and sometimes the other. The rest of Unit 7 found it very amusing. Their respect for 452 grew with each challenge and eventually they came to accept her as 494's Second in Command. That didn't mean they trusted her though, not yet. Trust would come later...
When Unit 7 reached the training yard 452 was surprised to discover that it would not be just her unit doing drills that morning but rather all of the X5 units together. They spent the better part of an hour doing kicks, punches, takedowns and any possible combination of the three. By the time the trainers were done they all had sweat pouring off of them.
Just when 452 thought she couldn't possibly do one more maneuver the trainers called them back into formation. "Ok, Commanding Officers separate into your units and commence sparring. Keep going until we tell you to stop."
494 led his team to an empty area of the yard. The unit members made a circle with their CO in the center. "452, 734, since the two of you seem to have some unfinished business you're up first." The girls stepped into the ring and faced off while 494 stepped to the edge of the ring. The two began to circle each other, neither one ready to make the first move.
"Come on, 734. Let's see what you've got." 452 taunted.
734 threw an punch but 452 stepped to the side and landed a solid back hand strike on the side of her opponent's head. 734 recovered quickly catching 452 in the stomach with a spinning back kick. 452 bent over, the wind knocked out of her momentarily. She came back up with a combination punch to 734's solar plexus and an uppercut to her chin. 734 lost her balance and knocked to the ground. She shook her head quickly to clear her vision and jumped back up. The two girls continued to trade blows for several minutes more, neither getting the upper hand. 494 began to suspect that 452 was holding back. She obviously did not want to embarrass her sister in front of the team any more than necessary. 734 however, had no such qualms. She tried to swep 452's feet out from under her but 452 jumped up and did a flip in the air landing just behind 734. Fed up with playing nice, 452 wrapped her arms arund the girl's neck and applied just enough pressure to cut off her air supply. 734's face began to turn red and she struggled to breathe. 452 let go and stepped away bowing to her CO to show she considered the match to be over.
The members of Unit 7 were in shock. 734 was the best martial artist in the facility, but the 09'er took her down in under five minutes. 494 began to clap, slowly joined by the other team members. 452 turned to her sister and offered her a hand up. Once 734 was on her feet they shook hands and returned to their places in the circle.
"Good job, 452. You too, 734. Looks like you both have a few new moves to teach the rest of us." The two girls grinned, pleased by the praise from their CO.
For the next half hour or so the team took turns in the center of the ring, then the trainers called them back to formation. "Enough training for today everyone. Ten laps around the facility perimeter then hit the showers." A few of the soldiers groaned, but everyone took off running. They knew the last few in would get cold showers; there just wasn't enough hot water to go around.
494 and 452 set off at a more leisurely pace. They didn't mind cold showers. They took the first few laps in silence then 494 spoke up. "You handled 734's challenge really well. I was impressed." 452 didn't respond. After a few more laps 494 tried again. "You know, Director Renfro said you'd make a good leader. That's why she made you my 2IC. I was a little skeptical at first, but hey, maybe the bitch was right." 452 couldn't help smiling a little at that and 494 decided to press his luck. "That's assuming, of course, that you can keep up with me." With that remark he dashed off to join the others.
Never one to resist a challenge, 452 grinned and sped up. When she past him and the others she was nothing but a blur. She waited for him at the finish line with a cocky look on her face. "Looks like you're the one that needs to keep up, Sir!" She turned and sauntered off towards the showers. It was 494's turn to smile; he never backed down from a challenge either.
And so it went for the next couple of weeks. 494 would challenge 452 and 452 would challenge 494. Sometimes one would win and sometimes the other. The rest of Unit 7 found it very amusing. Their respect for 452 grew with each challenge and eventually they came to accept her as 494's Second in Command. That didn't mean they trusted her though, not yet. Trust would come later...