The weeks passed and due to training, I had gathered a plethora of bruises, but also lost some weight. Not that I had been huge or anything, but I definitely had a bit of softness around the edges. I found myself not losing my breath as much, and gaining more ease in running. I also had access to some more of my mysterious power, but I had to focus a great deal to use it.

They also sent in an arms specialist, and I was soon learning how to shoot. I found that I had a preference for shorter range weapons such as shotguns. My personal favorite was one they called the disciple. Yeah, it had less of a punch, but it was also lighter for my small frame. I was in the middle of physical training when the general had some news for me.

"Because of your progress, we've decided to put you into the ring with some others." he explained

"Yes sir." I answered

He continued "This will be a fight with no restrictions. Do what you must to win, and don't die. You're a valuable asset to the Illusive man."

"So this is who I'm working for" I thought to myself. I quickly shook other thoughts out of my head. I had to prepare for this fight.

I was escorted to another large room with shields around it. I stretched and got ready mentally, as well as reaching for my power. I walked over to a gun rack and picked up a pistol and my favorite the disciple. I inspected everything and made sure everything was in good shape. It was and I got into a ready position. The door on the other side of the room opened up and I saw some big guys in armor run in. "Now or never" I thought.

First thing I did was count how many there were. "Five" I thought quickly to myself. I dashed to some cover and ducked behind it. I pulled out my pistol and fired at them. The bullets bounced off of their shields. "Damn it!" I thought frantically. "If only my bullets were... That's it!" I accessed my power and with it I coated my bullets with energy. I fired on them again, and this time it took a few bullets to take out the shield. I then got a bullet straight through their visor on their helmet. "One down, four to go." I counted in my head. I whipped my body around towards the group of them, and fired again at them. I took out two of their shields and damaged the shields of one. I ducked under cover to exchange the cooling clip as the gun started to chirp at me. One of the soldiers that had no shield was running towards me. I dashed from my cover while shooting at him. Luckily, a bullet hit him in the leg and he fell while yelling in pain. "Another one down" I thought. I got to the other piece of cover and had a quick breather. I had run out of cooling clips for my pistol, so I drew out my shotgun. I again infused the bullets with energy.

I came up from cover and shot at the other two. The other soldier with no shield took a few more bullets than expected, but finally went down after I shredded his armor. I dashed towards cover that was close to a single soldier, and popped up, catching him at point-blank range. I fired and he went flying backwards, his shields failing, and he stayed on the floor. Now where was that last one?

I had no sooner ejected the cooling clip when the last soldier ran towards me. I didn't have time to replace the clip, so I dropped the gun. I had no idea what physical attacks did to their shields, so I dashed full force into him using the same dash that I had used the first day of my training. I would imagine I looked like a blue streak hurtling toward the last soldier. His shields broke and he was pushed back a few feet, but he was still on his feet. "Aw crap, this is going to be bad..." I trailed off.

When close to them, I quickly realized they were easily twice my size. This guy had to be at least 6'4" easy! I got into my stance and he ran at me. I kicked at his hands, and his weapon went flying. We ran at each other and I threw a knee. It hit him in the groin area, but due to armor there, he only felt a sting. However, that was all I needed. I kicked his legs out from under him and jumped on top of him. Some thing snapped inside of me and I slammed my palm into his face. It was too late when I realized the blue energy around my hand.

I effortlessly crushed both his helmet and his skull. Blood and brains splattered against the floor. When I snapped out of the warrior mentality and looked around, an overwhelming nausea took over me and I proceeded to vomit up the food I had eaten earlier today. I coughed and spat, and it took a couple of minutes until I calmed my stomach.

I looked up and saw a man with glowing blue eyes looking down at me from a balcony I had not seen. He saw that I was looking at him, and grinned menacingly at me. He whispered something to the general, and left. I walked over to my shotgun and put in a new cooling clip. I then walked over to the gun rack and put my weapons away. The door opened and I walked through it, and the general walked towards me.

"The Illusive man has decided that you are ready for missions. You can go to your room and rest for now." He said with almost pity in his voice.

I nodded and said "Yes, sir" in an exhausted tone. I was escorted back to the cells, but we took a different turn. I looked at the guard questioningly.

"I was told you would be getting different quarters" the guard grunted. I nodded and kept walking.

We got to a door that the guard unlocked and there was another, slightly larger cell with an actual bed! Well, more like a cot, but anything was better than the floor. I walked in and sat on the bed and before I knew it, I was laying down drifting off to sleep. Little did I know, while I was comfortable on the outside, I would not be for long.

A/N: Hey guys! Sorry it has taken forever and a half for me to update! I've been megaultracrazybusy with school, and I finally got rid of some stupid writer's block. Thank you for everyone with such nice comments, and now that I'm on break, I'll try my hardest to update regularly. Or, at least not as far between updates. As always, comments are welcome! :D