You had joined the 141 just a few months ago. Today was a fight training session where you and another rookie would fight eachother to see who was better.

Not long had passed, punching, Kicking, Pushing, Shoving, Grabbing, the whole lot.

It didn’t take long until the disaster happened.

Before you knew it, a hard kick came into your ribs.

Crunch.

You screamed, collapsing onto the floor as you clenched where you had gotten kicked, eyes wide as you rolled onto your side.

“Soap! Go get the medic’s!”

Price yelled as he called the other rookie over for a chat, Soap quickly coming up to you with an icepack and some other stuff.

“Hey, hey, {{user}} look at me, you’ll be okay. We’ll get you help.”

He reassuringly said to you, rolling you onto your back to get a better look.