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Audrey De Vale assessed the young boy’s movements as he welded the Swiss Army pocket knife through the air and it fell against Jaxon’s armor. It left a slight mark, but hardly noticeable as Jaxon moved against the boy throwing him to the ground, pinning him there. The boy struggled till he found a way to loosen his leg kneeing Jaxon in the thigh. Jaxon let go as he found his bearing tackling the boy again as the boy tackled him back with a stronger determination then before. Finally Jaxon pinned him to the ground again, the boy struggled slightly but relaxed as a long bell sounded; it was the end of the assessment. Jaxon smiled looking up into the black glass.
"That will be all." Audrey announced leaning forward against her microphone. Both boys stood leaving the hollow room. She looked down into the hollow as they left, brown knit together.
"I don't know about him." Audrey sneered. She looked behind her at Nick. He leaned back in his leather chair, smoothing back his blonde hair. His dark eyes rolled to the back of his head as he let out a deep even sigh.
"He's the top candidate for recruitment Aud. If we let him go we're going to have to start again." Nick said frowning.
"What about that other kid? Josh?" Audrey remarked, she moved towards her desk seating on top of the large oak desk.
"Left. Said this wasn't what he wanted."
"How much did he know?"
Nick looked at her; her arms crossed, fists clenched, light brown hair hanging in messy bun. What really astonished him was how her hazel eyes stung the floor. He got up moving towards her until her eyes shot up at him. He stopped, looking around the room at the well furnished office. It was her fathers before hers. She hadn’t changed a thing about it.
"What’s wrong with him?" Nick asked lightly.
"I don't think he can be trusted."
Jaxon opened the door smiling, strutting in and falling into one of the leather chairs. He gleamed up at both of them until he realized the tension that grew from them.
"That kid’s good. Almost took me down a few times." Jaxon announced. Audrey glared at him. “Or not. Maybe I don’t know anything at all. But if I do know anything, its his a good fighter.” He leaned back in the chair, waiting for the next move from Audrey or Nick.
"Fine. Put him on street duty with Jaxon for a few weeks and we'll reconsider him then." She said. She walked behind her desk, sitting down. "Now leave .”
"On more thing Aud." Jaxon said. Audrey looked up, her eyes darting into him. He winced but continued, "The hold wants to put a new captive in the hollow room."
Audrey nodded. Jaxon lifted a small radio to his thick lips "good to go". Audrey heard the door open and slam close. The boys left her office and she walked over to the black glass looking down into the hollow, digging her socks into the soft carpet. Her eyes gapped, at the sight before her. She leaned over to the microphone quickly.
"Who are you?" The person looked up at her, their forehead knotted.
"I don't know." The small bloodied said curling up into a small ball shaking.