Fatat Al Jasus

The Unexpected Test

I am in the lift, going to the 43rd floor of the building. Mr. Frazzer told me that is where I'll find Brandon and also the training room in which he will teach me shooting. 

The lift made a 'ding' sound as I reached my desired floor. As soon as the door of the lift opened, I came across the darkness. The whole floor was covered in pitch-black darkness without the sign of a single soul breathing there. I consciously stepped out of the lift, the door of the lift got closed and I was left in a state where I wasn't even able to see the thing that is a few centimeters away from me. 

I knew that this Brandon guy was trouble. 

I stood still for 2 seconds and then decided to find my way through the darkness. I started to take slow, careful steps, keeping it in my mind that I might not be alone in here. Suddenly all the lights lit up and at the same moment, a male's arm wraps around my neck from behind, trying to choke me. I hold the arm tightly, putting all my body-weight on it and swing my leg backward hitting my attacker at the spot where the sun doesn't shine. He left his grip around my neck and dropped on his knees. I wasted no time in jumping away from him. I turned around and saw Brandon holding his privates, groaning he said, "My dad was right about your thinking abilities, but from where the did you learn to fight?"

I smirked looking at his state. "I see youtube videos on self-defense, 'How should girls protect themselves when they are attacked by a male?' I saw this video a week ago." I said as I approached him. I gave out my hand towards him, "C' mon buddy, get up."

He was almost normal now. He looked up at me and smirked. I immediately understood what he was gonna do, but it was too late. He took my hand and swiftly pulled me down making me lay on my stomach, caging both of my wrists in his grip and pinning them on my back. He pushed my head on the floor and said, "Now, I can't let a newbie defeat me, can I?" I was struggling to get up, I said with gritted teeth, "Release me, Brandon, you do not want a kick again, do you?"  Brandon chuckled and said, "Of course not, I plan to get married in future and have a family, another kick from you will cost my future generations." After saying this, he released me with a jerk and stood up straight on his feet. 

I got up from the laying position and sat on the floor while rubbing my wrist."You dog! Why the hell did you do it!" I said with anger in my tone. "Watch your tongue, Taylor. I am a senior to you, both in age and in the profession." Brandon said with seriousness. "Now, get up and follow me. We don't have time for dramas, we need to start your training session." He said while turning on his feet and walking. I stood up and walked towards him hurriedly to catch up with him. "Oh yeah! I wonder who started 'The Drama'?" I said with a sarcastic tone. Brandon chuckled at my words and stopped in front of a room, he inserted a number in the keypad beside the metal doors, an automated robotic voice started to talk, "Welcome Agent Brandon, please wait for 10 seconds as we sort out your necessities." and then the voice started to count backward, "10, 9, 8, 7..." Brandon looked at me from his side and said with a faint smile on his face, "Prepare to be surprised." 

"4, 3.." the countdown of the robotic voice filled me with anticipation, "2, 1." Then there was a pause until the metallic doors opened automatically and the robotic voice came out, "You may now enter." And as we entered the room, which has a size equivalent to 4 football fields, I sighted the most incredible target practicing room which I and even the action movie directors cannot imagine.