Renegade and Rebel

New Routine

Renegade showed me to my room, it was the room next to his. It's a simple, small room with a desk, bed and a wardrobe. It felt cozy. 
"Thanks," I told Ren before I started unpacking, I then realized that I don't have any money. Oh well, not like I really need it. I haven't known Ren for very long, I'm starting to doubt that going with him was a good idea.

"System update pending"

"When you're done unpacking, I'll meet you in the lounge," Ren said, I nodded as he left. Since when did I need a system update? I'd do it later I guess. As I was putting everything away, I wondered what would happen while I was here. Would Slade decide to train me? Would I be skilled enough? I didn't know. Once I was done unpacking, I found my way back to the lounge. Wintergreen was cooking in the kitchen while Slade and Ren were sitting in the lounge. I turned towards Wintergreen
"Sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" I asked politely, not yet wanting to talk with Slade. Wintergreen looked at me and smiled
"No child, thank you for asking. Slade would like to talk to you" I nodded in response then walked into the lounge. I sat opposite Slade and Ren and cleared my throat.

"Update required"

I know, I know, just wait a little longer.
"You wanted to speak with me?" I asked, trying my best to hide my anxiety. 
"Yes. Because of the information in your database from Cadmus, I believe you would be a great aid to Renegade on missions. However, this means that you will have to train and study, just as Renegade does." Slade started, I nodded along in understanding.
"You will both wake up at the same time, and get ready for the day ahead. Renegade does training with me in the morning, then studies in his room after lunch. You will study in the morning, then train with me after lunch" he continued.

R̸͖̙̳̩͖̭̙̲͓͇̭͘͜ő̶̰͇̼̤͕̙̪̼͇͛̂̎̊̎͒̐̆͘ų̵̡̧̦̭̦̗͇̠̘͇̭͚̄̎̽̅̄͐͌̑̒̍̈́̂͘͝ţ̵͚̭̼̻̯̙͈͉̞̍̀͛̄̋̾̂̋̀͆̕͜͜ȋ̷̖̖͎̞̣̪̖͔͚̤̯͉̌̽̕͜n̵͎̍̄̍̇̾͆̎̄̄̕͠e̶̜͍̩̊̿̃̈́͂̐̀̃͊̓̽̉̿̈́̕ ̶̙̥̗͍͇̬̤̃͐́̊̚n̴̡͇̱̫̥͙̠̩͖̫̩̥͎͚̈́̌̀͗̃͠͠o̷̬͈̙͚̹̯̻̗͓͎̦͖͕̿̐̂̍̒̄͘ͅͅţ̷̧͓̟̭͔̯̏͆̍̈́͌̿̓̎͘̕ę̴̣̮̳͕̗͚̥̈́̏̈́̈́̀́͌̋̋͘͜͠d̶̛̰̙̱͈̮̱͇̣͚͖̻̂͋̃́̐̐͘͘


Why the fuck is it glitching? what the hell is going on? Scan for problem...

Ủ̵̮̳́̉͛͒̂̀̅͘p̵̬̭̥̭̩͎̼̂̋̓́̒̚d̴̫̳̠̮̖̺͎̹̣̑̽̔̈́̉̆͋̒͝a̶̻̰̲̰̒̓̀̚͘̚͜͠t̸͈͇̂͋͛̈̌͒͗̊͝͠e̷̮͇͚͎͙̯͑̚͘ ̵̡̠̠̱̽ṙ̴̢̺̭͛̊̔́͊̾͛̂͘ḛ̷̖̖͖͉̥̼̟̱̽q̷̨̥̹̻͖͖̗͍̓̊̔̐̃̎̑͌̀͜͝u̴̮̔ȉ̶̢͚̝̫̱̼͚͓̆͋͜͠r̸̰̤͉̖̖̮̓͂̓̊̌̀͠ͅe̶͕̎͂̊͋̕d̸̢̲̙̤̩̤͉̓̉̐̈́͊ ̷̥̒́̏̾̕͝

Oh shit, this is really bad...
"Rain! Are you listening?" Slade snapped, I jumped from surprise
"Sorry sir, what were you saying?" I asked, now paying attention to his words
"Depending on how well you do in training, you might join Renegade on missions." Slade's eye narrowed
"I'm expecting nothing but your best when it comes to training and studying. Do I make myself clear?" He asked, I nodded
"Yes sir" I responded, now scared to think what might happen if I didn't cooperate. 
"Good. One last thing, you will treat Wintergreen with the same amount of respect as me" I nodded again.
"Dinner's ready" Wintergreen called out.

"̶̡͕̐͐́̆Ṵ̶̲̼̰̬̭̙̤̑̾̈̕͝p̴̧̩̯̭̟͙͉̊̒̍ḑ̶̻̠̘̦̹̄̈á̷̧̛̗͖̥̙́͌̇͋͐̀t̶͔̰̰̞̂͘ę̴͈͖̯͖̱͓̳̀͝ ̶̛̣̻͖̙͛̏̓̌͊͗̑͆͜d̵̩̜̟͎̖̗͕̦̄͋̓̄́͊ͅe̵̙̭̙̪̓̚n̷̰͎̣̹̞̅́̍͒̀͘į̴̨̡͍͕̪̜̬̐̎͛̍͐̚̕e̴̛̺̲̫̭͔͠d̷̗̝̝̞̘̭͚̜̓̄̽͌̀̋̓̚̕͠.̸̗͉̳̈́͒ͅ ̷͎̼̖̮͉̽̀͛̑͝S̶̳̮̣̖̔̇̑̓̓͋̚͝y̶̢̨͕͉̲̺̰̩̝͐̑́̚s̸͉̥͎̥̦̬͓̏͗̒̇ͅť̴̞è̴̟͈̊̇͋̈́m̴̨͈͓̙̤̠̞͛͗̈́̏̽́̓̕ͅ ̴̡̯͒͌́̀͗̚͝s̴̨̪̯̻̬̹̖͇͓̞̅̆́̈́͛͝ḫ̶͎͓̦̮̖̜̐͂͘͠ů̷̢̙̤͕̜̌͛̆̋̕͝t̵̰̪̂ͅͅt̷͎̜̗̪͎̿͌̈ị̵̡̢̡̲̞̩̯̈́͂̚n̶̨̞̳͎̆͂͆͊̂g̶̪͈̖̱͂̾͊̍̽͒͗̽̀͜͝ ̴͕͚̗̎́̎ͅd̸̤̦̮̣̘͖͓̲̅͜ò̷̧͓̼̜͙͚̟̥͉̚͘w̶̧̱̖̞̣̩̣̞̳͋̉́̀̔̉͝n̷̛̟̯̩̋̉̇́͒͘"̸̨̪̭͖̋̈́̋͒̚͝

Wait, no, no, no! I went on autopilot, watching everything happen around me. Due to my programming, if the system shuts down I lose control of myself.
We sat around the table and ate dinner. There was some small talk about the weather, missions, capes and other bits and pieces. Once everyone was done, I did the dishes to make myself useful, Wintergreen appreciated it. I was surprised how calm everything was, then again, I had no clue what living with assassins would be like. 

P̸̨̛̻͍̠̲̫̪̽̏̒̅̅̔͝e̷̤̘̼̓͊̃̌̃̔͠r̴͚͕̳̱̹̂́͑̓̇͜͠ś̶̲ǫ̷͔̺̂̿͊͒͑̋̽̄͘n̷͕͎͖̎̒̅͘͠a̵͎͑̋̓̕l̷̜̺̤͕̼̻̹̲̺͚̂̌̚ ̸̨̯̦̖̩͚͙̊̆͛̉͜͜͝n̸̢̨͔̼̩͎̘̞̳̋́ơ̴̧̜͇̗̰̦͂͂̈́̋̉̑̕t̶̨͉͙͕̙̱̩̻̐̃͗̄̇͑̓͘͜͝ȇ̶͔̲̞̼͇͔̹̬̠͚͋̔͆̏̀̇͒s̸̨̲͓̮̥̱̹̥̔͜ͅ ̵͇͕̳̭̪͖̋̉͋̉u̷̻̯̣͔͇̜̭̾̈́̋͆̌͂̓̑̕p̸̨̡̹̖̳̄̓̍͒̈́̈́d̷̢̥̖̜̓͐͂̔̈̕̕̕a̵̮̹̗̪̦͔̎̾ẗ̸̘̣̈́́͑͠e̶͍̦̦͓͒̑͑̂͆̄̍͑̚d̴̷̴̨̡̪͍͚̗̭̪̼̬̣̰̹̺̓̾̈́̃̈́͊̈́͐̔͗̌̋̃͆͗̇̄̂͜Ş̸̩͚̾́̎͜ͅy̵̛̥̮̭̩͛̀̈̔̒̇̕̕ͅş̵̜̼̱̺̑͂̓͆͑̽ţ̵̜̭̣̫̝͈͍̝̊̄̿͑̕e̶͉͚̖̲̯̻͈͗̔̽͊̇͘͘m̴̢͖̙̠̮̳̯̣͎͆ ̶̣̲͙̼̥̊͑͊̎̃̇͘͝ư̵̬̙̆̄̓̆p̴̨͓̖̹̈́̏̊̄̀̈͝d̷̳̯̪̥͉̭̥̞̬̊͒̔͆̆̈́̃̎͝a̸͙͚̼̳͇̍̀͋͊̆͘t̶͍̣̼̗̙̦̯̋͑̔̊̍́͌̚ỉ̸̜̻̼̽̃̍̅ṅ̸̨̪̠̺̩̔g̴̹̼̏͆͜͝͝.̴̼̭́̂̂̅̚.̸̧̢̻̣͓̙́̽͊̀̀ͅ.̴̛̛͕̄͒͊̑͋̒͝