Rylee led the two blondes into a training room, which look more like an airport hanger than an actual training room. The sloped ceiling was immensely high and a bare glint of sunlight shone through, but not without the shadows of the trees that was surrounding the building. Rylee guided them onto a training mat and paused in front of them. She scanned them over and shook her head. The girl was small and the boy was thin. She was going to have to do a lot of work to get them prepared for the field. Of course, the boy was an Observer, so the thinness wouldn't be that big of a deal... The girl was a Runner, so she would have to be trained to use her size against her opponent.
"Alright. Let me reiterate," Rylee began. "I am Rylee Blacks. You may call me Agent Ice, Ice, or Miss Blacks. Understood?" Not waiting for a response, she continued on. "For the next week you will be training with me and only me. You will not asked to be switched because you will be denied. If you cannot handle me, then you will not be able to handle the field. If you cry, you will be kicked out. If you complain, you will be kicked out. If you question my authority, you will be kicked out." She stared the two teens down. A muscle in her cheek jumped as she gritted her teeth. "Going on to basic rules of the agency. You may have no contact with your family, friends, of any sort. We know that you don't memorize your phone numbers anymore, so we have wiped your phones and had them destroyed. You have been given new phones. They will be on your bed when you get back from training today. The only contact you will have with the outside world is when you go on missions, and even then, you will not be yourselves. You will not talk about training with anyone except your partner and your team. And, for the love of God, no drama. I knew you are teenagers and have... impulses, but please, restrain them for everyone's benefit. Now, sit down and stay here. I need to go grab a few things before we start training." Rylee took off a run before either of the children could ask her anything.
Nikki watched her new mentor run off with her mouth hanging agape. She had gone through the rules so fast, it was like she had a bionic mouth! She couldn't believe it. Luckily, her best friend at school was a chatterbox and Nikki was used to keeping up with fast paced speakers. Nikki shook her head and moved to sit down. She landed on the floor with a plop and looked up at the cute guy. "Well at least we have each other," Nikki said sarcastically. "I can't believe that we can't even let our parents know where we are or at least lie about where we are."
She sighed and ran a hand through her ponytail, eyeing the cutie. She twisted her ponytail around the elastic holding it in place and tucked the end through the elastic, creating a bun affect. She stood up and looked the guy up and down. He was almost a foot taller than she was. This was going to be interesting if they had to fight each other. "What's your name?" she asked politely, sitting back down again. She splayed her legs out in front of her and leaned over, stretching her arms out in the middle. "We didn't exactly get to do a lot of introductions back there and she said your name so fast that even I didn't have a chance to catch it." Nikki smiled up at him before rolling her shoulders back and laying down on the ground, staring up toward the ceiling. 