The Stark [H.S]

T R A I N I N G

*A/N I wanted to make this chapter long as possible please bare with me, it's my first book.

It's been two days since Mr. Stark brought us to this trai
ning mansion. It had 4 combat training rooms,inside pool, outside pool, day room, weapon room, fitness room, even a mini clinic in the back yard,a big kitchen and two dining rooms.We have a living room but we're not allowed to watch t.v.until level 3. We're all on orientation until Monday, which is two days from now.

Our main trainer and mission leader is Rico, we all have individual trainers too mine is Cee she has blue hair.And always looks grumpy. Harry has Nina she's nice and so sweet it seems like they have something going on though.Naill has MJ, she beautiful with curly hair it's wonderful. I don't know the others.

I'm currently laying in bed going through my phone, Elijah-Mr.Stark bought us all phones to track us and make sure we aren't moles here to kill him.

*KNOCK**KNOCK*
*BANG**BANG*

Cee.

"Open up you, little shit."I ran to the door. She pushed right past me.

"why aren't you dressed?"I gave a confused look.

"Dressed for what? Training doesn't start until Monday"

"so...they have a pre-Training mission on Friday I have to train you, if you fail they shoot you so get your shit together, Shitty."

"A mission? Do we have to kill anyone?"

"No it's just a knock out bullet. Just to see how far you can get in a real mission.Now get dressed Shitty"

I ran to my bathroom/Closet putting on a Nike work outfit Stark bought. Then putting on tennis shoes.

When Cee seen me she started walking to the fitness room I quickly locked my room and ran to the fitness room.

Harry and Nina were training already.

Is everyone wanting to get a head start?

Cee was standing by the boxing bag with pink gloves. I ran over immediately ready to show my boxing moves off. My dad had me in boxing for seven years. Which made sense since he was a highly trained killer. Everything made sense when he died all the training. He wanted me to be a better him. And I will be.

I grabbed the gloves. Cee stepped back so I can properly hit the bag.

Right hook. Left hook.Left kick. Right punch. Right punch.Left kick. On so, I began sweating.My dad did this I can too. Even better. I'm gonna make you proud daddy. One last right hook sent the punching bag flying across the room.

Six eyes were watching me in amazement. Cee quickly got over it.

"let's go do laps in the pool. Nina you bringing Harold?" She questions about Nina.

"Yeah when he finishes these push ups." Cee nodded.

We walk to the inside pool locker room. It was locker labels. I found my name with a two piece bathing suit.

I had to do sixty-two laps.I think twenty laps in Harry joined he had to do thirty laps.

He gave me a smirk- an smirk saying he's gonna beat me. No way in hell. I pushed my body with everything I had.

I tried to flip at the end but hit my head on the pool edge. My head felt numb, I couldn't move I just floated. I felt two arms grab me. Harry.

"Mia, look at me. Keep your eyes open."

"I missed you Harry"I smiled up at him, before everything went black.

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I woke up in a all white room.no one's here.