Storm 01 stood in front of a door, he exhaled softly before pushing a button to open the door and enter the Storm troopers' training space. As he entered the room, he was greeted by the grim atmosphere inside.
He looked around the room, everyone was in their training suit, seated on the ground all covered in sweat, and panting heavily. Ace McClain sat on a stool. His eyes were closed and he had his arms folded around his chest.
Storm 01 strolled to where Sox was. She wore yellow sweatpants and a black crop top, panting heavily with her left hand over her forehead.
"Hey Sox," he waved. Sox sat up with a bright smile on her face. "Hey, you are back."
Storm 01's eyes involuntarily shift up to her hair. Unlike when they first met, it was starting to reach the peak of her shoulders.
"I'm back?" He quizzed.
"I meant you are out of the sick bay. You might not have noticed but it's been a long exhausting day for us here," she stated.
He nods. "Clearly. Is that guy giving you guys a hard time? I could beat his ass if you want." Storm 01 gestured at Ace.
Sox chuckled softly as she dragged herself to her feet. "I'll tell you when we need him out of here."
"Oh?" Storm 01 furrowed. "Looks like my defeating Jacob finally convinced you that I can take on anyone. Speaking of Jacob, how's your arm? You could barely lift it the last time I saw you?"
Sox placed her left hand on her right shoulder and sighed. "It's so much better now. What happened with Jacob?" She questioned.
"You guys haven't heard? Well..." Storm 01 narrated the incident that happened at the interrogation to Sox.
"Oh, my god. You really jumped in front of Miss Havishma and did not let her just die?" Sox raised her brows. "I thought you disliked her?"
"Let's not talk about that," Storm 01 shook his head. "What's going on now? Why's everyone so grim?"
"Well," Sox started. "That guy just came in, again, yelling it's time to get back to training for the last bullet. Since then, we've been sparring with each other, we only just managed to get some rest," she explained.
"We are getting back to the last bullet? What about the hacker?" Storm 01 yelled out loud.
Sox shrugged before tying her hair up in a ponytail. "It's Miss Havishma's decision, I'm sure of it. She's probably trying to solve things on her own like she always does." Sox got lost in her thoughts, her hand still up in her hair.
"Are you okay?" Storm 01 screeched as he felt a fist collide with his abdomen. He turned and caught the golden-haired girl, Rory, looking at him with a wicked glare and her fist clenched.
"Ouch... That hurts."
"That's for eliminating me at the virtual training." Rory punched Storm 01 on his shoulder. "And that's for disappearing for long," she walked up to Sox and wrapped her hands around Sox's arm.
"Don't get too close, I'm sweaty," Sox cried as she tried to push Rory away.
"I'm also sweaty, so we could sweat together."
"What?!"
"What?!"
"What?"
Storm 01 laughed softly as he shook his head at what he had just witnessed. He looked around the place as if searching for something in particular. "Hey, what about Percy? Is he not out yet?" He probed.
The look on Rory and Sox's faces turned cold at the mention of Percy's name.
"He's been moved to the Blue squad's section for intensive care, his condition is critical he might not make it," Ada's voice came in from behind.
"It's that bad huh?"
"I hope he makes it out alive. He can't go now, he promised to take me to the movies," Rory sighed, running her hand through her hair.
"There are glitters in your eyes Rory, is that what I think it is? Percy..."
"Shut the hell up," Rory cuts Storm 01 short. "That's what squad mates do, care for each other."
"Relax then, Percy's not one to quit. At least the Percy that always kicked my ass isn't gonna."
Ace stood up from the stool and cleared his throat. "Alright lazy ass! Get up and resume the training... Don't let me repeat myself!"
The members of the Storm squad managed to drag themselves up. They each picked a partner and started sparring. Storm 01 was getting ready to train with Sox but their coach called him out.
"Over here boy."
Storm 01 felt a low grumble in his stomach. Just being in the presence of Squad leader Ace McClain pisses him off and he wishes he could just stomp Ace's face with his fist.
"You'll be fighting this dude, Storm 35," Ace reveals as he used his thumb to point at the tall guy behind him.
The man was very tall. He was at least a feet taller than Storm 01. He had purple fringed-up hair with blue narrow eyes. His whole face gave an utterly uninterested look on it. Without saying another word, Ace walked away from the duo.
Storm 35 walked closer to Storm 01. "Hi, I'm Erins Tothe."
"I don't think it's important, we'll barely meet, let alone have this kind of conversation again," Storm 01 brushed.
"I just have this feeling."
The two began to throw punches at each other. They ran a lot of drills, with their fist, daggers, and even guns without saying a single word.
"You are really tall. It's hard to reach your face," Storm 01 finally spoke.
"Want me to bend?"
Storm 01 frowned. "How about we drop the play and actually throw real punches?"
Erins stared at Storm 01 for a couple of moments before speaking. "No."
"Why not?"
"You'll win."
Storm 01 raised his brow. "How could you tell?"
"I just have this feeling."
"Without even trying?"
Ace McClain who had previously left the training section returned to the room. "Alright, over here you stinky heads," he ordered.
The squad gathered up near the squad leader, breathing heavily. "The names to represent the Storm troopers for the last bullet are out. I'll list them, then you can go waste off." He stopped to check his watch.
"Alright, the names are; Storm 03, Storm 02, Storm 10, Storm 01, and... Storm 35."
Erins turned to Storm 01. "It was just a feeling."
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