First Year

⚔︎Sovereign⚔︎

One week.
It had only been one week since everything had happened and already Conner was tired. None of it was as he expected or even close really. Those agents that /he/ picked were a lot harder to deal with than he could've ever figured. Looking back, all of them were a little younger than he was. Conner was only twenty-five, so that alone was enough of an explanation. Quickly, Conner came to realize that he had picked the ones he picked for a reason.

They all weren't necessarily /bad/ per se, but a lot seemed like they knew how to handle themselves well and took no shit from anyone. Which sounded very familiar to Conner. Regardless, he tried to convince himself that all of it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. But, there was just so much, and Conner was still lost, confused, and scared out of his mind. Topping it off, the agents were all just as young and younger than he was. Making things even scarier.

He would no idea how to handle himself if a kid went out in the field and never came back. When he was an agent, the agents were almost all older than him and have been there a while. The newest after him was Damian and he had been there nine months by the time Conner showed up. Not to mention they all had Baker to thank for training them. The man was an incredible trainer and knew how to not take shit from anyone. He made sure he did everything in his power to make sure each agent came back alive.

Jumping right in and taking the harder blows for the younger agents so they would go off either unharmed or better off. That was something that Conner never forgot. It made him wonder how many times Baker did that for him. He knew Damian did that all the time when he could, but he wasn't as good as Baker was, and there were times where Conner came back hardly touched.

Richard Baker was not a small man at all, standing at six-foot-four-inches, and was of course very fit and trained. He was a harsh teacher but he did that on purpose. Took zero shit from anyone and that included Conner. Conner was a lot to handle and wasn't easy to deal with at all. However, Baker made it look easy.

All of those things were things that Conner kept in mind and figured that he would have to do the same. He never wanted to have an agent lose their life on his hands so he had to be tough. A little harder than even Baker because for one Conner's agents were younger and a little less capable without extra help. Another thing was, even though he was known to be a reckless force. Conner wasn't the tallest around. Finally, he was just young and scared.

Since the base was starting off on a clean slate. They didn't really jump into the agent business right away. As for Conner he had to fill out piles and piles of paperwork before he could even think to start training the agents. That and he may have procrastinated because he had no idea what he was doing. Thinking back he had to remember everything he did and what he learned to try and do the same. He was pretty much going to have to turn into a trainer straight from Hell.

But it was what he learned and how he listened so it was just a shot in the dark.  If it was enough to get /him/ to settle and listen than it might be enough for this unruly group.

A few more days had passed and all of it was nerve-wracking, but he was to try his best. No matter how hard it was going to be. He kept what he remembered fresh in his mind and was trying his best to mimic that. Conner had the best feeling that it wasn't going to make him liked that much, at all. But one thing that was for certain, or at least what he had figured. Was that they didn't like him and they thought he didn't like them.

Little did any of them really know, was that it was just an act. Conner /had/ to put up a front that he was a hard Director that didn't get along with anyone. That was just what he had to do, he didn't want to get eaten alive so he did what he thought he had to do.

Another thing that was still an issue, and only seemed to get worse was his "relationship" with the Executives. They all still did what Jones insisted and saw him as a new shiny toy that they could modify into some weapon. The entire Killing Machine tactic was still in play and it made Conner worry a little bit. They wanted Conner to be the ring leader and train agents to fight just as he did. All to probably have some sort of army, led by "King Killing Machine" or something fucked up like that.