Mary Miller
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After 2 hours of driving, we finally arrived on the outskirts of the slums. My instructor pulled over to a sidewalk where no one could be seen. The man looked over to me and had what looked to be like a credit card in his hands. "Use this card if you decide to buy yourself anything, I don't know if your mother gave you any money, but since you're on the job the tab is on us." "Thanks." I took the card and put it my pocket, I noticed I should have got a wallet, but I can just buy one today. I…
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New information was coming in like small waves with one being right after the other. These waves started to add up and come crashing down onto me. I knew almost nothing about life was easy, but there's an extent to which everyone can handle. My extent is about to be reached, the amount of pressure and anxiety I'm feeling keeps going up with time. "Be honest with me, even if I did attain solid intel what would that change for the beginning of the war?" I asked my instructor who was currently…
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Looking at myself in the mirror I was checking to see if I had everything I needed. The clothes I had on were simple, while also having dirt stains on them showing I just came off of work. I wore a simple pair of blue jeans that had cheap written all over them if one gave them a simple glance. Paired with a grey shirt which had a construction companies logo on it. Finally, a pair of ripped steal toe boots where on my feet completing this look. Many people worked construction jobs in the slums, it was…
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"So how will you be training me, we really don't have all that much time so what's the most efficient way?" I asked the man who had my hope in his hands. "You will be dealing with real life scenarios; I will be talking to you through a radio to assist you when needed. Not only that, but I'll also teach you techniques this way. Sadly, you will have to learn them on the fly and if you can't learn one fast enough, we simply move on to the next." "Damn alright, when do we get started then?" "Right…
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POV: Azrail Diggory "Tch, fucking hate this guy already. Well at least my clothes didn't rip apart." I was walking on the sidewalk heading over to the infirmary to get my body patched up. That monster hit me with an air attack, so my internal organs are killing me. Luckily, he had the decency to finally take the handcuffs off after arguing with me for awhile. After a couple minutes of walking, I entered the room to see that no one was around. Only 6 beds with white sheets could be seen as well…
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POV: William Hunt (VIA Agent) My words are simple truths with lies mixed within them. This conversational skill can lead me to control not only the conversation, but a person's mental state as well. This led me to where I am currently, a teenager acting like a madman attempting to blow up the entire room we are in. I read his report given to me and I believe he has talent in this field, but that doesn't mean he currently is up to par with my standards. The only way to test this was the stunt I…
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I suddenly awoke after having yet another nightmare. I felt sweat all over my body as I was gasping for air. I looked over to my left to see my alarm clock and noticed I still had some time before my first training session. The alarm clocks numbers glowed which illuminated the room just enough to see the light switch. After turning on the lights, I started to head towards the bathroom to get rid of this groggy feeling I had. I didn't even bother to look in the mirror as I did not want to see what…
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After an hour of small talk, we finally arrived at the VIA's headquarters. Luke parked the car in a parking lot and all of us exited the vehicle. Stepping outside, I was astonished by how large this headquarters was. This place was like a compound, multiple buildings could be seen standing over 20 stories high. Paved sidewalks were everywhere, connecting each of these buildings with the grass being cut to a perfect length alongside it. We started to walk among the sidewalk, walking towards a…
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The day's started to go by as quickly as the ones before it. The past couple days have been great for me overall. My relationship with my mother has been good, although we don't converse all the time, the conversations we do have make me happy. My body has also fully recovered from the surgery, I no longer feel any residing pain and I'm back to my peak condition. All of this was done before the deadline and I decided to go through with the offer. This opportunity was simply too good, being able to…
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As I was about to enter my room, I heard the sound of the front door opening. I decided to change directions and head back downstairs to speak to my mother who I presumed to open the front door. Reaching the downstairs, I was able to see her and notice that she had a smile on her face. It seemed like whatever she did during the discussion put her in a good mood. This made me push off telling her that I might have to leave in one weeks time. Our relationship is a complex one and I don't know where…
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