𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 ➤ [ 𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑝 ]

5

song- Freeway
by
Flux Pavilion

"VICTOR, YOU'RE up." Hurley instructs, my eyes traveling to a very tall man, taller than Mitch.

He looks tough and intimidating, his facial hair giving off an eerie vibe.

All the recruits, including Mitch and I, are currently in a quiet place in the woods, our first faze of training beginning.

Stan had shown us how to slice someones throat, using Mitch as a test dummy, and now, he has paired Victor, who reminds me of my ex boss, Victor Boyce, and Mitch together, setting a duel between them.

Victor crouches down, picking up the knife that Stan had used a few minutes prior, leaving me to frown slightly at the unfairness.

"It's not fair," I speak up, my gaze moving to Hurley, "Mitch is weaponless."

"In the real world, you never know when you're gonna' be attacked, you might be weaponless or not, so your point isn't valid." Hurley speaks up, as I restrain an eyeroll, "well, this isn't the real world, this is training sir."

I mean, I get what he is saying, you never know when you're gonna' be ambushed, but it's still not fair. Victor is taller, more well build and by the looks of it, more intimidating than Mitch, and comparing him with a knife is a deadly duo.

"Pleoh, it's fine." Mitch mumbles, making me sigh as I know that my words won't change the situation.

My eyes focus on the scene in front of me, Victor diving at Mitch, trying to hurt him with the knife.

Though, Mitch is much more faster, grabbing Victor's hand, taking the knife as he throws him over his shoulder, Victor landing on the ground with a thud.

I smile victoriously, quite impressed with Mitch Rapp.

Mitch throws the blade down on the ground, it slicing in the mud as Victor gets up, seemingly pissed.

"What the fuck man? Who grabs a fucking blade." He then takes a jab on Mitch, hitting him in the face as Mitch scrambles on the ground, getting back to his feet.

I wince slightly at that, then seeing Mitch tackle Victor to the floor.

Mitch is on top of him, taking a few hits as Victor throws Mitch to the side, now on top, nevertheless, Mitch quickly turns the tables, now on top of Victor again, giving him a few good punches.

In fast movement, Victor kicks Mitch off of him, him landing a few feet away.

Both Mitch and Victor scramble to their feet, fists raised.

"Get in there." My attention snaps toward Hurley, seeing him already looking at me, and I take that as my cue to move, standing next to Mitch, my fists also raised.

My eyes move toward Victor's feet, seeing him shufflling around, looking slightly unsteady.

I take that as my advantage, moving forward quickly, kicking his feet out from under him.