Chapter 13
Blood, sweat and tears
After a few sessions, training had become easy. Amelia was a master at killing humans and drones alike, she had been taught how to torture ether one as well. Now that she had mastered those important skills she started stealth training. To say that stealth training is hard would be an understatement, you had to climb up walls, decipher codes, find exits in the dark while drones were attacking you and so on. Amelia also found herself on the shooting range quite often. Usually when she was there she practiced shooting all of her weapons. She had to be able to shoot all of them in every condition, this included through fog or smoke, in water, when skydiving or just flying through the air and just normally on the ground. But today a different type training had been planed for her, dodge training. This was probably the hardest type of training that existed from what she knew. So it goes like this, you're put on one side of a field with obstacles, on the other side there is a rag, you need to run to the other side, get the rag and return to where you first started off. Simple right? Well it would have been if it weren't for the bullet shooting turrets that stood at ether side of the field and the distance you had to run to get to the rag.
Amelia stood tensely on one side of the field, she had just been explained what was going to happen. She was not allowed to shoot at the turrets or disarm them, all here weapons had been taken away for that matter. So there she stood, alone, mapping out the best and fastest way through the field. Even though she had armor, it had its weak spots and the turrets knew all of them. Amelia waited till the order to leave was given. She listened intensely to her comm link. Amelia was becoming board of waiting.
"Permission to leave master?" she asked curtly
"Permission granted" Barricade said after a few seconds. Amelia shot from her place to one of the obstacles and waited behind it. She had heard the turrets load their guns with eerie kicking noises. When she had mapped out her next hiding place, she ran to it as fast as she could. When she was about five meters away from the barrier she tripped and fell face first. She got up and ran the last meters and hid behind the concrete slab protecting her from the bullets. She leaned against the wall and slid down the side of it into a sitting position and let out a sigh. Just then a horrible pain erupted from her right lower leg. She looked down and realized she had been hit. Blood oozed from the small hole in her armored calf and dripped down her leg. Amelia knew that she had to get the rag and that "minor injuries" like the one she had could be taken care of later. Amelia hissed in pain as she stood up. Gritting her teeth she forced herself to use her injured leg no matter how bad it hurt. Trying her best to ignore the pain she looked for her next hiding place. It was a long shot but if she ran fast enough she would make it. The barrier was twice as far away as the one she had just behind so she prepared herself. She transformed completely into her snow leopard form and crouched down and counted to three in her head. When she reached the final number she shot out from her hiding place and sprinted to the barrier. When she skidded to a halt behind it she lay down breathing heavily and let a tear run down her cheek. Nobody could see it because she was wearing a helm and she was fine with that. She leaned her back against the obstacle she was behind and nursed her bloody leg. She looked at where the rag was laying lifelessly on the ground. It was not to far away, it was definitely closer then the distance she just had run. She got up with a small, silent whimper and ran for it. Her paws carried her fast and stealthily across the field to her destination. When she was by the rag, she picked it up in her mussel and ran back to the barrier but did not stop behind it, instead she ran to the one before that. She collapsed behind it and spat out the rag before transforming her upper body back into a human form. She stood up, rag in hand and sprinted for the finish. She managed to get hit by another bullet in her side before reaching safely though.
"I see you made it." Barricade said looking down at his pet. Amelia just staid quiet, knowing that she was only going to make snide remarks and end up doing the track again.
"Knockout" Barricade said, "Please see to her."
"Yes sir." Knockout replied as she walked up to Amelia and picked her up carefully. Amelia was in no state to struggle against him so she just lay in his servos and let him carry her to med-bay.
Knockout laid Amelia on one of the examining tables and scanned her body. The bullet in her leg and side posed no immediate threat but they could get infected so he carefully removed Amelia's armor to revile the injuries. With a pair of tweezers he removed both bullets and cleaned the wounds before putting dressings on them and re-plaiting her armor back onto them.