Training

AN: I want to thank all of the reviewers for their support, and even those who didn't review, I thank you for checking the story out. I am excited to be presenting you with this next chapter. Life as been a little difficult for me the past few weeks with my aunt coming home, and running the house once more, and I've barely had time to write, let alone be on the computer. These update will be slow, but they will be coming as soon as I can find the tie to write. As some of you may have noticed, my writing style has changed up a bit. This is because I am working on adding more things to the story, aside from song lyrics(which will be coming in some chapters). As for other characters appearing. Yes, I am gonna being in some characters as well. However, I am going about things a bit differently. You will see as the story continues about your adventures. Now, on with the story. :3

I woke up in a cold sweat and looked over at the clock. It read six A.M. Sighing, I rolled onto my side as I tried to get comfortable once more. As I closed my eyes to try to get back to sleep, I sighed. Just as I was drifting off, a loud bang woke me up again. Heavy foot falls fell on my ears, and I shot up in bed. There, was a mask-less Masky. We stared at each other for a full five seconds, before he cleared his throat.

"Toby wants you up, said something about you making him waffles for taking you to that trash heap of a car."

"You mean my abandoned baby? You do realize that the cops are gonna be combing the woods looking for us, right?"

He gave me a look that simply read ' shut the fuck up, I already know this, woman.' I simply stayed silent. At this point in time, I didn't feel like pissing him off this early in the morning. Sighing, I got up, before looking at him. I raised my eyebrow, before jesting towards the door.

" I can shower and get dressed on my own thank you. I don't need an audience."

Masky in turned raised an eyebrow, before shaking his head and walking out of my room. I thought I heard him mention something about Toby and waffles. I shook my own head, and headed towards the bathroom. After grabbing what I need, I locked the door tot he bathroom, and got into the shower. Thank god for running water, that's all I got to say. After jumping out of the shower and towel drying myself, I got dressed in a (f/c) (shirt) and a pair of (shorts/pants) grabbing a pair of (boots/converse/Nike) I headed down stairs. I could see Toby pacing the kitchen, as if he was impatiently waiting my arrival. Looking up, he scowled.

"I-its about d-damn time y-you got up, p-princess."

I wanted to roll my eyes, but even I know that Toby can be a looser cannon then Masky can. I have to play it cool around him. I remembered the note form last night, and sighed to myself. Putting on a small smile, I looked over at only Toby, before speaking.

"I'm real sorry Toby, I know you are looking forward to the breakfast that I promised. Ill get right onto it. Is there any type of waffle that you want me to make? Blueberry? Raspberry? Or Strawberry?"

This seemed to please him a lot when I mentioned about the promise. Apparently he must of thought that I have forgotten about it. I never forget my promise's. And just like that, he was Cherie once more. Even going as far as saying 'good morning newb' (thanks a lot Masky.)

" N-normal waffles a-are great p-please."

And with that I went to work. Moving towards the cabinets, I had almost forgot the other two where in the room. Looking over at them with a raised eyebrow, I cocked my head to the side.

"Would you guys be wanting waffles? Or will you fend for yourselves?"

I heard Masky growl something about hating waffles, while hoodie just shrugged. I took it as a sign that they would fend for themselves. Going back to what I was doing, I began to mix the ingredient together in a bowl. After turning on a waffle iron, I poured the mix into the waffle iron. After five minutes, I flipped the waffle over, and waited again. While I waited, I poured some apple juice that I found in the fridge, as well as orange juice. Turning back to the waffle iron, I took out the waffle, and placed it on a plate. Belgium waffles were my specialty, and I made them really light and fluffy. I frowned when I turned back around to see both Masky and Hoodie drinking the juice that I poured for the two of us.

"Um, I poured that for Toby and myself. Ask next time please."

I heard a char scraping against the floor, and sighed as someone approached me from behind. Taking out the milk, It was taking from me and placed on the counter. Even I knew what was gonna happen next. I was turned around to face an annoyed Masky.

"Since you don't know, ill enlighten you. Hoodie and I drink the apple and orange juice. Toby always has milk with those damnable things."

And with that, he left me there. I couldn't tell if I was more stunned that I wasn't threatened, or that dickhead was actually being civil with me today. Meh, must have had his coffee already then. I snickered to myself and made my way back over to the table with the milk in my hands. Placing it down, I garbed a glass, and poured the milk, before putting it back in. Breakfast wasn't really my thing, so I skipped out on it.

The boys seemed to notice this, and ignored me. All but one that is.

"H-hey, are you going to e-eat? Y-you got training with Masky and Hoodie today.

"Nah, ill be fine. Breakfast was never my thing anyways. Ill eat lunch of I'm permitted to by the others."

"Which you won't be. So I suggest you get something to eat now, because you will be to sore to be making anything afterwards."

I couldn't tell if he had a smirk on his face or not. But something tells me that I better get something to eat before training. Looking down rather defeated, I walked back over to the fridge, and pulled open the door. I heard a chair scrap against the floor, and walk over towards me. I closed my eyes, and pretended that it was Toby, or Hoodie. Going to grab a yogurt, I heard a snicker behind me.

" Nope, don't take the yogurt, Toby will kill you."

I sighed and went for the apple.

"Hoodie will make sure you don't wake up till next week."

Reaching for the banana, I heard Masky hiss.

"That's mine."

Slamming the door shut I turned and faced him. My own voice lowered to a threatening level as I looked at the masked teen.

" Then asshole, what can I have since every thing in there is either yours, and the other guys?"

I was getting irritated. Since I was gonna be denied lunch, I had no choice but to eat breakfast. I was shoved into the fridge, but was released as he walked back to the table. Moving away from the fridge, I began to look through the cabinets, as I mixed the food that I had brought with me in with their stuff. Looking around, I sighed when I found some dried oatmeal, and some dried cranberries. Walking over towards the other side of the kitchen, I pulled out a bowl, before walking over tot he sink. Turning the water on hot, I waited for it to warm. Adding the oatmeal and dried cranberries into a small bowl, before I pouring he water into the bowl. Mixing it up, I heard the other three get up form the table, and walk into the living room. Taking my place where Masky was sitting, I sighed as I started to eat my warm breakfast.

It was a few minutes, and about halfway through my own breakfast that Masky took my bowl away and tossed it out. I stood up, a look of horror, and anger on my face, but he beat me to it.

"Should of ate with us. Rule one. If you don't eat with us, you don't eat at all. Be lucky I let you eat something."

If I wasn't so angry, I would of cried. Instead, I bit my tongue, and stormed out, but not before pointing out the obvious.

"You do realize asshole, that there are only three chairs, so no, I can't 'sit' with you guys. I can only stand."

"That's the point. You need to earn a spot at the table. Work hard, and don't piss me off, and you'll be eating with us in no time."

"Oh so you plan to starve my into submission then? Fine, we'll see who wins this game. Challenge accepted, asshole!"

And with that, I left him standing in the kitchen were I once was. On my way to my room, I punched the wall hard enough to cause my knuckles to split, but I wasn't concerned about it right now. I was to hot, and angry to be bothered with a little pain that I caused.

I heard Toby call up, but I didn't bother to listen. Going over to my backpack, I took out the bottle of Advil, and popped a few. Taking a sip of water, I heard banging on my door, fallowed by Toby's angry screaming.

"W-What Taking y-you so l-long!?H-hurry it u-up!"

Sighing, I walked over towards the door, and threw it opened to see him glaring down at me. I didn't care, and brushed past him, and headed down the hall towards the stairs. At least that was the goal anyways. I didn't expect to be slammed against the wall with an angry Toby glaring into my eyes. I involuntarily shuddered, and turned away, but his gloved hand kept my face so that I was facing him. Though the leather, I felt the bones of his fingers digging into my skin. Looking at him, I felt shame as I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face.

" Who the hell do you think you are? When you are called, you come. Do you understand?"

He carelessly tossed me aside and headed down stairs, he mood switching to being bubbly once more, especially when asked where I was. I sat there on the floor and wiped my eyes the best I could. His voice was low, and I knew that he was dead serious when he spoke. Because not once, did he stutter when he was scolding me. I could also understand the underlining threat that was there as well. Getting up, I walked down the stairs. Now I had to wait to see what we would be doing today. Ironically, it was Hoodie who spoke when he saw me.

" You need to learn a few things here. They are not meant to make your life a living hell, as Toby said you put it, but to make sure you adjust to your new life."

He handed me a piece of paper. It read as fallowed.

1: Get up around 6 am.

2: breakfast is from 7:00am to 7:20am.

3:Training starts at 7:30 to 3:00 pm.

Rest of the day is yours till we hear form the Operator.

Taking a deep breath, I nodded me head.

"Understood, sir. Ill try to remember what I can."

Which was all, because there were only a few things to be jotted down. One by one, they left the house, Hoodie, who was fallowed by Masky, and finally Toby. I fallowed when Toby was about fifteen paces in front of me. He kept looking back at me to see if I was still fallowing him. He didn't have to worry about anything, I had no place left to go anyways. When I saw he stopped, I stopped, and patiently waited for him to start walking again, but when it was obvious that he was not going to walk again, I bit my tongue, and started walking to keep up with the others. I didn't want to get in trouble again for not fallowing something I should have been. I was cautious when I walked next to Toby, in fact, I practically ran past him, before fallowing behind Masky.

They finally stopped, and I got the chance to look around. There was a small shed off to the left of the clearing, and what looked like practice dummies to the right. I felt Toby grab me, before dragging me over tot he shed. Opening it up, he turned on the small light, and my jaw dropped. Weapons. It was a weapons shed. It had every thing from M80 fireworks for distractions, to M4's and IED's for easy killing.

"P-pick one o-or two." I heard him say.

Looking around with a sense of curiosity, I looked around at the different weapons. Picking up a small(knife/dagger) I turned it over before nodding my head. Placing it down, I looked around for a long ranged weapon. Going over to another table, it had (crossbow/compound bow/ gun) and picked it up. Going over to Toby, I showed him the weapons, and he scoffed, before walking over to a table full of hatchets and axes. Picking up a pair of hatchets, he placed them in a tool belt, and grabbed an ax. Walking over, he slung the belt around my waist, and strapped the ax to my back. Looking in the mirror, I had to admit, I looked pretty badass. Picketing the gun, and the knife in my boot, I walked out. The others were waiting, Hoodie, against a tree, and Masky pacing, and tapping his foot.

"Took you long enough."

I flipped him off.

"Ever heard the song, "Waiting on a woman?" You should listen to it. It speaks truth. No wonder why you never had a good relationship with a girl."

I heard Toby snicker in the back round, and I'm sure that Masky was gonna let me have it. Looking around he stopped.

"Your training begins now. First thing were gonna train you on, is hand to hand combat. Think you can handle that without crying to your mother?"

If I could of slapped that smug look off his face.. But he was wearing a mask. So I'd have to remove it to slap him across his smug face. Deep breaths girl, take deep breaths.

" Yes, I'm sure I can handle it."

"Good, then come at me."

The way that he positioned himself I couldn't help but notice, and respond.

". . . . You do realize that you look like a tank from left for dead, right?"

"Just shut up and attack me."

I gave him a look, and looked around for a weapon or something to hit him with. However he took this as a chance to attack, and I heard him coming at me. I did the only smart thing that my brain could tell me body at the time. I ran, while screaming.

" OH SHIT! RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN LIKE A MOTHERFUCKER! FUCKING TANK!"

Three things happened all at once.

1: Toby fell from his perch in the tree laughing his ass off at Masky being called a 'tank'

2: Hoodie face palmed, as I'm sure he knew what a tank was.

And

3: I was currently caught and getting the shit beaten out of me by said 'tank'

As Masky punched my stomach for the last time, I rolled over to try and protect it from being kicked, but he simply kneeled down and whispered.

"Every time I catch you, your gonna get a beating till you learn how to defend yourself."

Rolling back over I looked at him.

"So does that mean, that once I get good enough, I can return every punch and kick that you give me? I can live with that."

We continued this for about five more hours. Once we were finished, I was nearly beaten to a bloody pulp. The others walked back towards the cabin, and there I was, limping and hobbling along as I tried to keep up with them. Eventually, I said fuck it, and took my own pace. I wasn't going to hut myself trying to keep up with them. If they were that worried about me(which I was sure they weren't.) then they would come back for me. Thankfully, we only took one straight path to get to the training grounds. And I was able to find my way back easy enough. Walking into the cabin, I ignored everyone(once again) and gingerly took the stairs. My hip was hurting from a nasty blow that Masky had delivered while 'getting caught' that caused me to walk with a slight limp. Gripping the banister with my good hand, I started to make my ascend to my room. However a voice stopped me.

"Y-your n-not going to e-eat lunch?"

I looked at him, and instead of replying with words, I pointed to various parts of my body to give him the message. I was in to much pain to eat, as Masky has said earlier. I was in to much pain to eat. Right now, all I wanted to do was take a shower, and lay my broken body down. I heard Masky snicker as I continued my quest to my bedroom.

Finally reaching the top of the stairs, I limped my way back down to my room, where I entered and closed my door. I didn't care at this point. Stripping out of my dirty clothing, I limped towards the bathroom. Turning on the hot water, I waited for the tub to fill, if anything this was going to be well deserved, and will hopefully speak up the recovery process. Slipping into the water, I let out a sigh, as I waited for the warmth or engulf me. I slowly watched the water around me turn from clear to a rose color, indicating that I had a lot of open cuts that I needed to attend to once I got out. Thank god I took the first aid kit with me from the car. Washing my hair, I slowly began to relax. After rinsing my hair, I got up and out of the tub, and dried myself. Changing into clean clothes, I sat down on my bed. Grabbing the first aid kit, I looked at the full length mirror, and started to clean and bandage my cuts that was on my face.

Finally done with that, I placed the first aid kit tot he side, and laid down on my bed. Closing my eyes, I began to relax a bit. That was until I heard the screaming coming from down stairs. Hm. Sounded like Toby and Masky again. I chewed my bottom lip, and relaxed a bit. Eventually I fell asleep. After a while I heard my door open and close gently afterwords. It wasn't until I felt someone gently shaking me, that I woke up. I blinked when I noticed that; One, it was Toby, and; Two, he had both mask and goggles off. I stared up at him, and he gave a small smile in return.

" W-we didn't h-here from y-you. S-so I m-made y-you dinner t-tonight. H-hope you l-like it!"

He looked so damn proud of himself, almost like a child who made a treat for the first time for their mother to try. Gingerly, I rose form the bed, and looked at what he made. It was scrambled eggs, and bacon. I was excited, as its been a while since I had a home cooked(sorta) meal.

"Thanks Toby, this looks fantastic."

I picked up the fork, and took a bite. I could only let my eyes widen, but for his sake, I swallowed. Giving him a big smile, I gave him a hug.

"D-Do you li-like it?"

He ticked in the middle of speaking, and I had to say, he looked adorable.

"Of course, I know neither of the others would have been as thoughtful. So thank you very much."

I didn't have the heart to tell him that he had completely left out the pepper, and put waaaay to much salt into the mix. And the chopped peppers were not as cooked as I would of liked, but beggars cant be choosie. After all, he made me dinner. I'll have to repay him the favor after I kick Tim's ass. After finishg my dinner, I gave him a hug gently, and thanked him again.I thought he was going to leave, but instead he stayed with me.

" H-hey, im s-s-sorry for earlier. B-but you n-need to l-learn t-that you c-come when y-your called."

Yea, I know now.

"Yes Toby, ill remember next time. Masky just had me so angry, I guess I didn't here you."

He then patted my head, and picked the plate up, and walked out of the room. I wasn't planning on coming out tonight, as all I wanted to do was pop more Advil, and go to sleep. Pulling the covered back around me. I called it a night. Closing my eyes, I drifted off to a dreamless sleep.