My Love; My Life: Slipping Through My Fingers

Eye on the Spy

Setting: unknown place; September 2042, room that's more like a jail cell...

"Get up H," someone tells Hyla from behind the door

"..." she ignores them

"I said: Get. Up," they repeat, "do I need to get the hose?"

"..." reluctantly she gets up from the floor of the room & follows them out

"Good," they tell her, "you're finally being obedient...it's time to train, let's go."

"C zill tra vat ro beirk," she croaks out in a rough, dry voice from a lack of water-(I will not bend or break)

"Stop speaking that gibberish," they tell her in irritation

NOK! (NO)" She snaps at them, "C ZILL TRA MOOK!" (I WILL NOT STOP)

"I SAID: KNOCK IT OFF!" They say as slap her hard enough across the face that she falls backwards to the ground, "stop being irritating," they sigh out, "get up," they add in as they start to continue walking, "and hurry up."

"Oot sqeeb acked bottona (you insect eating baboon)" she mutters under her breath so it goes under heard by the other person

"HURRY UP," they snap at her again-more aggressively this time

She follows them in silence, follows them from the room they locked her up in & to the room they've been training her mercilessly in for who knows how long now. There is no sense of time in this unknown place-no clocks, calendars, or too many windows to give a sense of time or anything else. They didn't permit her any thing that could be used as a weapon outside of the training room, they even kept her finger & toe nails filed downed to practically nothing. They kept her wrists handcuffed & legs weighed down by chains when taking her to and from her room & gym in order to keep her from trying to fight back-they gave her no space for free will. When she refused to comply to their will, they would beat her & taser her when she would start to fight back or bit them with the only weapon she had-she eventually stopped biting when they threatened to rip her teeth out one bye one & make it as painful as possible for her.

They trained her to use all sorts of guns & weapons of all kinds, whether they were native to america or not-if it was a form of weapon, she was trained to use it. They taught her both close range as well as far range & hand to hand combat; they taught her how to use even the most common & unsuspected things as weapons-like cookware, furniture & basically anything one could get their hands on. They train her relentlessly making her repeated do things over & over again each day with no breaks till they feel she got it down-not even when she was sick did she get a break. They isolated her outside the training room & only fed her the bare minimum-just enough to keep her alive. Then, when they finally felt as though she was ready, the sent her out on an assignment to kill someone, but she failed to complete the assignment when she saw who it was & they beat her half to death before tossing her back into her room...

"What should we do with her?" She over hears someone ask

"Do with her what we did AGENT F."

"?!" Hyla falls into shock with their words

"Wipe her memories...as soon as she wakes up."

"Understood."

(Flashback)

"Congratulations on completing your training agent H," someone tells her, "this is your first assignment."

"If you succeed, then you'll be permitted an hour in the outside."