Seth was in his room, when his allotted training time was near. He started to put his armor on. This time he gave himself ample time, in case he took longer than expected. After he had his armor on, he left his room quietly. He was not supposed to let the other agents know he was training. He went down the hall toward the training room. He entered the large, now empty room. The Counselor was waiting for him.

"It's nice to see you again, Pennsylvania." He directed to Seth.

"Who's Pennsylvania?" Seth asked.

"All agents have a codename. We rarely use ones actual name. You have been designated as agent Pennsylvania." The Counselor replied. Seth nodded at this.

"We will start you off with hand to hand combat."

"Ok then, let's start" Seth said, nervousness showing through his voice.

The Counselor walked over to a computer console, and took out a long cord. He walked back to Seth, and put the cord on the back of his armor. He immediately felt something change.

His armor felt different. It was lighter. He felt more agile, more powerful; a HUD had also appeared in his vision. He liked his new armor, a lot.

"I just fully activated your armor. It has been calibrated to you and will help you in combat. It also has a very advanced HUD system." The Counselor said. At that, he left the training floor, and reappeared on the observation deck. He pressed some buttons, and the console in front of Seth slid beneath the floor.

"F.I.L.L.S. is our ships AI, just tell her what you want to do, and she will do it." The counselor told him. Then he left, leaving Seth to train.

"F.I.L.L.S., activate hand to hand combat training." Seth said, to no one.

"Acknowledged, beginning hand to hand combat training scenario." A very chipper voice came over the loud speaker.

"Round begin in 3….2….1, Round start!"

A robot that looked like human rose up from the floor. It faced Seth, and took a defensive stance. Seth did the same, eyeing t up the robot. The robot was the first to attack.

It charged, and threw a sloppy right hook. Seth side stepped the punch, and countered with a left jab. The robot turned back to Seth, and charged again. It threw the same right hook, and Seth dodged again, but this time the robot knew different.

As Seth side stepped, the robot threw a hard left uppercut, cracking Seth under the chin. He flew back, and landed on his side. These bots packed a helluva punch! He got back on his feet, and looked toward the bot, and went on the offensive. He threw jabs, and hooks, waiting for the bots defense to waver, and eventually, it did.

The bot lowered its left hand, and opened its head for attack. Seth drew his fist back, and landed a powerful punch to its head. The head flew back, but the body didn't. Seth watched the head skitter across the floor. The body fell shortly after.

How had he ripped its head off? He wasn't that strong. Then it hit him. The armor. It must enhance his physical abilities. He grinned under his helmet at this thought. Just then two more robots rose up from the floor.

They both charged at him. He crouched and threw a sweep kick. Making them fall over each other. They got back up, and began to circle around him. He watched them, waiting for one to make a move. One that was to his left, came at his side. He blocked its punch, and countered it with a strong left-cross, but was hit on the back of his head. He fell to his knees. He had forgotten about the second bot.

He slowly got back on his feet, his head pounding. He ran at one that entered his field of view. He jump kicked it in the chest, causing it to fly a good fifteen yards back. He turned when he heard the other bot charging him.

Before it could even land a punch, Seth kicked it in the knee. There was a very loud CRACK, and he saw the robots leg snap forward at the knee. It was now crippled, and didn't stand a chance. He landed punch after punch, devastating blows to the bots midsection, and head. He finished with a knee to the gut, causing the bot to lurch over, and hit it with a hard uppercut, sending its head back with a snap. The robot fell to a pile of scarp at his feet.

The other robot, which had gotten back up, jumped on his back. It started hitting his head repeatedly. Seth tried to grab it, but he couldn't reach it. He back pedaled, ramming the bot into a wall. It lost its grip, as Seth flung it forward off his back, and onto the floor, smoking.

"Good riddance, bitch."

Then, three more robots came up from the floor. Seth grinned.

"This, is gonna be fun."

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Wash w had just gotten out of the shower, when he heard noises coming from the training room. He walked to the observation. When he stepped in. he saw North watching someone on the floor.

"Hey North."

"Hey Wash. shouldn't you be asleep? Its 11:30." North shot him a questioning look.

"I had a late shower, and heard some noises. I came to investigate." Wash shrugged. "Who is even training this late at night?"

"The new recruit, or agent Pennsylvania, as F.I.L.L.F. informed me."

"Pennsylvania? I thought all agents were given states as codenames?" Wash asked, puzzled.

"That's usually how it is. This guy is different apparently." North replied. Wash looked to the floor. There were pillars up, all around the room. Pennsylvania was against four robots.

"He's doing lockdown paint." North informed Wash.

"How much you wanna bet those bots paint him to the wall? Wash said, jokingly.

"I wouldn't count on that." North said.

"Why?"

You'll see, trust me."

Wash looked back to the floor. Pennsylvania had two magnums, while the four bots all had assault rifles. Pennsylvania weaved through the pillars faster than Wash thought was possible. One of the bots saw him, and chased after him. The bot came around a pillar that it thought its target was behind, but no one was there.

Pennsylvania watched the bot look for its target, from on top of a pillar. He jumped down, and landed on the bot. It hit the ground, only to be covered in paint. He got close to one that was looking for its ally. Pennsylvania kicked the rifle out of its hands, and pistol whipped it. It stumbled back, before being covered in paint.

"Ok, that was pretty impressive." Wash said

"Yeah, for a newbie." North replied.

The last two bots saw Pennsylvania, and opened fire. He dove behind a pillar, but was hit in his left hand. He rolled to the next pillar, and leaned out. He squeezed of two shots, before going back behind cover.

One shot hit a bot In the leg, and the other was hit in the chest. He ran in front them , drawing their fire. He tried to get them to follow him. Since the one couldn't move because of its leg, the other tried to follow him. The bot was slowed by the paint. Pennsylvania got behind it, and let off a single shot, nailing it in the back of the head. The last bot was the only one left. Pennsylvania got close, and leaned out. The bot was able to shoot his magnum out of his hand.

Pennsylvania ran at the bot, using his advanced HUD to dodge the paint coming at him. He hit the rifle up into the air, and kicked the bot in the chest, sending it stumbling backward. He caught the rifle out of the air, and covered the last bot in paint.

"Round over, Agent Pennsylvania wins." F.I.L.L.S. chirped over the loud speaker.

Seth put his weapons on a table that sank below the floor. He walked out of the training room, and back to his own room.

"He's good." Wash said.

"I was thinking the same thing." North said, looking at Wash.

"Why do you think the Director wants him to be a secret from us?" Wash asked.

"I don't know Wash. But he must have his reasons."

"He was pretty good down there."

"Yeah, but not nearly as good as any of us."

Wash sighed, this was all too confusing for him.

"I'm gonna go to bed now." Wash said, before turning to leave.

"Yeah, me too. Night Wash."

"Night North."