Heaven in Hell

SOME REST?

OFFICER SIDDHARTH'S POV:

We started our day with a wake up call from Agent Prescott, with Chief Darhk nowhere in sight. I was elated thinking that some of our worse days are in the rear view mirror, but damn Agent Prescott! He is as bad as the Chief himself!

After the rude wake up, we had 15 minutes to shower, change and get our asses back. The grand rest of two days after Hell Week had resulted in near muscle failure. We could barely walk on our feet. Running was out of option. Hot shower helped relaxed our muscles to become some semblence of a functioning human. But it was nowhere near enough to get us ready in time. So, we ate our breakfast while doing push-ups. Dog style. Wonderful way to start your day!

Naturally, we had not warmed up. So, all the push-ups did was slow us down some more, giving Agent Prescott all the more reason to screw us, not that he needed it.

In his low dangerous voice, he spoke, "You need to be taught how to hear and follow orders. So, when I whistle once, you run suicides. Twice is for squats, thrice is for push-ups, four times is for rolls and five is lucky number for plank. Any questions?"

We were quick to say a 'No, sir' to avoid adding any more to our life sentence. But I guess Agent Prescott was not done with us yet. He handed each of us a pair of noise cancelling earphones set to low and ordered us to drop.

Keeping whistle count and reacting fast is difficult as it is. We are definitely going to land in shit ton of punishments. Punishments for having failed in a punishment is never good. This is just another day of Hell Week, minus the miserable cold. Atleast I can thank god for that!

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It has been approximately 10 minutes since Dr. Darcy informed about lunch break but Agent Prescott looks in no mood to give us food.

Such hard workout right after Hell Week and two days of rest is not good for the muscles. They are so stiff and fragile right now. Moving hurts, let alone exercising. And Agent Prescott is taking out his anger on us. We are doing the damn whistle drill non-stop without a single break.

Water breaks are spent drinking while running suicides or doing push-ups. Damn you, Chief! You had to blame him for us forgetting to map out the place in our mind! Now we pay for a few curse words he earned with gallons of sweat and truckload of pain! You could have cursed us and the whole thing would be over so easily!

Not just my muscles, my mouth is also burning. A bite of hot chilly is forced upon us for everytime we are slow to respond to the whistle or we end up doing the wrong exercise. I would love some water right now, even if you take away my meals. Damn, it's burning.

But I can do nothing but be alert of Agent Prescott's whistles. Each bite of that damn chilly has made it damn near impossible to listen right. Runny nose, closed off ears and burning mouth with noise canceling earphones is not a good combination for whistle drills.

Please God, let Dr. Darcy save our asses this time. She could order Chief so I'm sure Agent Prescott will listen to her.

Before my prayers could be heard, Arjun dropped face first while doing his push-ups. Oh God, no!

Agent Prescott, "Remove your earphones."

Arjun recovered quickly but it was not enough for Agent Prescott. He spoke in his scary-calm tone, "Officer Roshesh, he is your charge. And he is the weakest link right now. Now on, you are spending first half with him. His performance and stamina must improve by the end of this month, otherwise, you will be going through another Hell Week. We clear?"

Roshesh, with a big gulp, replied a 'Yes, sir'

Turning towards me, he spoke, "And you, Officer Siddharth, are going to be training Kyra. Her strength must improve or else you will be joining Officer Roshesh in the Hell Week. Clear?"

Shit. I quickly replied with a 'Yes, sir' already thinking of how to improve her strength without the build up of muscles.

Next in line of firing was Ashwin. Poor guy drew the short straw of training with Agent Prescott. May Lord rest his soul!

Dr. Darcy walked in again right after Agent Prescott announced how we will spend the second half in weapons training. Before Dr. Darcy could speak a word, Agent Prescott boomed, "Lads, get your asses in the cafeteria. Be out in 20."

Finally! Some relief to my mouth!

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ASHWIN'S POV:

How rude of Agent Prescott to pawn Kyra off to Officer Siddharth. He has been nice to me since Chief appointed him my battle buddy. Now, due to his dear darling daughter Kyra, I get Agent Prescott all to myself! So unfair!

Where is Chief Darhk anyways? He can put a stop to this because I won't survive my solo sessions with a man wound tighter than a two dollar watch.

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OFFICER ROSHESH VAZA'S POV:

Lunch was over and we had begged and apologised to Agent Prescott about ignoring Chief's comment. After quite a few suicides, Agent Prescott finally let it go, but not before making us eat a chilli each for memory purposes. Freaking chilli!

Anyways, I can't think of chilli and my burning mouth right now. Agent Prescott is teaching us basics of shooting. I have no energy to face consequences for missing anything. And dinner is a far thought.

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After dinner, Kyra, Arjun and Ashwin are tasked to clean the entire warehouse while we get to our task of gathering intel and working out ways to get rid of Aarham.

These juniors are about to face their first ever inspection from Agent Prescott. They are not getting off on time today. Wonderful times!