"The battle will begin in 3..."

"C'mon, let's go, let's go!" Scout shouted.

"2..."

"Mrph urr harr gerrh frah!" Pyro muffled.

"1." The siren rang throughout the area. "Start fighting, now!"

"ATTACK!" Soldier cried out.

Elise jumped as a siren cut through the silence in the room. "What was that?"

The other Spy continued walking, with Elise tight on his heels. "The battle has begun."

"Why aren't you out there fighting?"

"Well, like you said at the table, I will be the asshole who is going to train you. Seeing as I am the only Spy on this team, well, with the exception of you."

"Oh, right. I'm sorry about that." Elise apologized.

"Don't apologize. You must train yourself to control your emotions and to kill the emotion of regret and sympathy. None of those feelings will help you on the field."

Spy, the male, stopped at the door at the dead end, turned the handle and revealed an area that could fit maybe fifteen men. There were punching bags in one corner, multiple wooden cut-outs that resembled her team but in blue, hand held weapons, and a table that was pushed up against the wall.

Both of them walked to the table, where many knives and watches were laid out.

"What are these?" Elise asked as she picked up a watch that was similar to the one Spy was wearing. A golden framed watch with a brown leather strap.

"I didn't think you were that incompetent." Spy commented as Elise turned and fiddled with the watch. The Spy crossed his arms and sat down on the table, watching as Elise examined.

"I saw you slap this onto your wrist this morning," Elise said as she looked at the Spy from the corner of her eye. "It made you turn invisible."

Unaffected, the Spy stared back. "Why were you watching me?"

"I wasn't."

"Yes you were. You gasped. I heard you. I saw you. I felt you."

Elise tensed at the his last detail. He felt her...

"Okay, maybe I was watching you."

"Oh my lord, you're like a child," scoffed the Spy. He pushed himself off the table and picked up a pocket knife. "What is this?"

"Uh," Elise hesitated. "A knife?"

"That's correct... In a very vague description. This knife is commonly known as the 'Butterfly Knife' or 'Balisong' and it is a folding pocket knife," explained the Spy as he opened and closed it, slipping it into his pocket for a better visualization. "It is sometimes called a Batangas knife, after the Tagalog province of Batangas in the Philippines." He took it out of his pocket and opened it up. "This weapon is a true masterpiece. The art of using this knife takes time, patience, and skill. Once you've mastered this, you'll be able to do things like this." The Spy closes the knife, only to expertly open it in a matter of seconds.

"Whoa," Elise gasped.

"Let me see what you can do."

He hands the knife, transferring the hunk of metal from his gloved hands to her gloved hands. With a little flip and a couple twists, Elise manages to get the knife open without any injuries.

"Hm, that's quite impressive. I don't think you'll be having any difficulty using that," said the Spy as he put his hands behind his back, walking around to the other side of Elise to get to the watches.

Elise is too focused on her flipping to notice that the Spy has disappeared.

"Holy shit, did you see what I just did?!" Elise yells in excitement. She looks around with the smile slowly fading from her features. "Spy?"

Hands grasped at her arms and Elise screams, dropping the knife with a clatter. "Spy!" she cries out desperately.

"Right behind you," he growls from exactly where he said he was.

Elise's breath fills the room as Spy lets her go. He materializes in front of her after a couple of seconds.

"You must always be prepared."

"You should have at least told me you were going to do that!"

"That's why I just said, you must always be prepared. Anything can happen, and if you don't pay attention close enough, you'll be dead before you even know it." Spy bends down and picks up the knife, flipping it closed, and slipping it into Elise's jacket pocket. "Here, this is yours now."

As Spy leans over the table to pick out a watch, he asks, "why must you wear men's clothing? I'd rather you wear something more feminine."

Elise's eyebrow rises at this. "What gives you the choice to decide what I wear?"

Spy picks up the same watch that Elise looked at earlier and looks at her with a straight look.

Elise sighs and says, "They didn't have anything that was my size. Either way, if they did have my size, they wouldn't have prepared a tailored suit for a woman."

"Actually, this might work. It'll keep your identity low."

As he talks, he picks up Elise's hand and straps the watch onto her wrist.

"Hm, nice. I give it bonus points for it being stylish." Elise comments as she twists her wrist to continue looking at the watch.

"Yes, I agree." Spy also comments. He pulls out his wrist further so that he can reveal the exact same watch that Elise is wearing. "Press this button," Spy instructs as he points to the button on the side. Elise reaches over to his watch, but gets her hand slapped away. "Not mine, you imbecile, on yours."

"Oh, right." Elise chuckles quietly and does what she is told. "So now what?"

"Walk around."

Elise doesn't. She stays on her spot and watches the Spy as he looks around the room.

"Say something," he commands.

"Boo."

The Spy doesn't jump, he just turns back to where he was looking before Elise disappeared. "I told you to walk around," he says.

"Yeah, but I didn't. I just wanted to see if I was really invisible like you were this morning," Elise smirks and presses the button again, appearing right in front of the Spy. "By the way, you have a nice butt."

"Please!" Spy barks. "That is very inappropriate!"

Elise just laughs and watches as the Spy turns his back towards her and walks away slowly. His hand reaches up into his jacket, and before Elise can react, he turns swiftly with a gun pointed at her head. He shoots, and Elise ducks just in time. "I need to show you some moves," he says. He walks toward her, picking up a gun that looks more downgraded than the one the Spy had. "And I told you to always be prepared."

"You know, if you keep doing this, I don't think I'll need to prepare, because I'll be dead before I get to the fields!"

"I wouldn't mind that happening." Spy smirks as he hands her the gun. "Shoot me."

"What?! Are you crazy? No!"

"Shoot me."

"I'm not going to-"

"Shoot. Me."

Elise's heart races, and it seems everything is going in slow motion. She holds her breath, closes her eyes and pulls the trigger. Nothing.

"Huh?" Elise opens her eyes and pulls the trigger again. Nothing.

"You didn't cock the gun." Spy says as he stares straight into her eyes.

"Okay, I'm not an expert with this kind of stuff! I didn't even think I was going to be doing this kind of shit when I applied!"

"Here."

The Spy took hold of Elise's hands and places her thumb on the hammer.

"That's the hammer. Cock it back, then pull the trigger."

Elise's eyes never leave his hands on hers.

"Shoot."

She can't. She's frozen.

"Shoot!" Spy yells. This startles Elise and she shoots. Right. Through. His. Chest.

The Spy just looks straight at Elise, blood flowing out of his chest. He smiles as he drops down to his knees, eventually falling flat to the ground with blood pooling.

"Oh my god," Elise says breathless. "What did I do?" Her heart starts racing and her palms get sweaty. "I just murdered someone..."

Elise falls to her knees and picks up her male counterpart's face. "Spy! Wake up god dammit!"

She hears a crackle behind her and turns around. "What?"

"What did I say about controlling your emotions?"

Elise is speechless. She just gets up and touches his masked face. "You're real. You're alive..."

Spy just smirks and pulls out a golden pocket watch from his front suit jacket.

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