Crush, or the Mad Dog, as he was known, was in one of the training rooms, beating the shit out of a punching bag until his knuckles bled. The other members of Sector One had left for a lunch break but Crush decided to stay behind, mainly because Tez- one of his close friends- told him there was a new recruit for Sector One, and Crush would be the main person training him. His teammates would probably crowd the new recruit, excited and eager, asking questions and introducing themselves all at once- and Tez wanted the recruit’s introduction to be a little less overwhelming, most likely.

Crush’s knuckles ached, his own blood splattered on the punching bag, and then he heard the door open, and Tez walked in, with the new recruit walking behind her. Tez was tall, almost as tall as Crush, with round glasses and long, flowing dark hair. He and Tez were close friends- she used to work at Sector One, doing missions with him, but had now moved to Sector Two.

Crush immediately stopped his training, his concentration fading, and he lit up, his smile friendly and warm. If he was an actual dog, his tail would be wagging.