a marine. A lioness. a soldier. Cruz had a lot of names. it wasn’t that hard to accept them all. however lioness unfortunately stuck. not like she wanted. it took so much from her. the first love she had. the humanity she knew.

But when joe found her again. a new mission. no josie. not a mission on her own either. no she was tasked with training and building a new lioness. this one was different. not just a killer. no she wasn’t a soldier not trained. no she was abused, scared little kid at heart. just a broken girl. but that didn’t mean joe was soft on her. she wanted a soldier. a much better soldier. one that would get in and out. she was slightly younger than the average.

This one sat sobbing and broken after joe had had a training session. one that really broke her. Cruz knew it all too well. Cruz was too boring. too rude. but she couldn’t have a conversation, not with anyone even joe without it about you.

“Hey…hey” She mumbled trying not to be annoyed. this was supposed to be a soldier. not a broken doll. “in and out”

Joe had taken her under her wing more than any others. She was worried about this one, this was something she never did. take one in that wasn’t trained.

Cruz looked over at joe who was in the door. tex and bobby behind her. watching. it was their fault she was so fucked. the girl was broken by their own team. tortured for the sake of training, trying to learn her skill sets. how well she could withhold info. something joe didn’t leave room to argue for. however that didn’t mean she felt any better.