" Well that was fun." Aramis spoke as he sat down in their office.

" Yes, well it is our job." Porthos spoke back to him as they all took their seats behind their simple glass desks. The office was a large square shaped room with light blue walls and oak wooden flooring. A glass wall was on the opposite side of the entrance door which showed a view over many hills in the distance. The bright cold white lights over head made sure there was always enough light for them to work. Their desks were at each wall facing inwards to each other, Athos being in front of the window.

"I only wish it would include something more enjoyable." Aramis spoke back as he checked some paper work on his desk.

" Your version of enjoyable would include R rated stuff." D'artagnan said as she opened up her computer and check her email.

" Of course. Nothing wrong, it's human nature." Aramis said as he leaned back in his chair, looking to the ceiling. "I mean, where their hips are curvy, their boobs are nice and big and their..."

" Ohh no, you need help." D'artagnan said while all three of the groan in disgust at him. D'artagnan stood up while grabbing a A4 sized folder for a drawer.

"And where are you going?" Athos asked not looking up from his computer.

" I have new recruits that need to be tested. Plus I can't listen to anymore of his dribble." She said as she left the office and walked down the hallway. They were light are spacious with white walls and blue carpets. She opened the black file in her hands and read through the papers inside. They were all profiles of the new recruits that were sent here to take the exams. They only way to take part in the exam is for you to have been scouted by higher ups.

D'artagnan walked into a small room with seats there were filled up with men sitting down, clearly nervous. Some had their heads in their hands, others legs would be shaking. Some had extremely tight grips on their luggage. Out of the forty candidates here, only ten would pass to become Cadets.

" Alright, I guess you all know why you are here. First, we will be doing some hand to hand training in the main hall. So the changing rooms are over there, you have ten minutes." D'artagnan said as she pointed to her 10 o'clock. She continued to read through the profiles.

" Who will be our examiner?" A voice asked.

" D'artagnan." Was all she said and turned to walk out of the room towards the changing area for herself. She placed the folders onto the bench and opened her silver floor length locker. She stripped off her uniform and changed into her black tight crop top and black tight training three-quarter trousers. She tied a pair of black and white trainers to her feet and untied her bun to retie it into a high pony tail. D'artagnan put the folder into the locker and closed the door walking towards the door that would lead to a hall. She opened the door and walked in to a small room with a one way glass. She would stand behind here and watched the men for around fifteen minutes. She could then easily observe how they treated each other or if they interact at all.

After long enough she left the small room and walked into the hall. The men fell silent as they watched her walk over to the thin blue training mats in the center of the room. She stood in the middle and looked around the men who stood around the mats.

" Who are you?" A voice asked.

" Yeah, where is D'artagnan?" Another asked.

" Go home." Another spoke out. D'artagnan just smiled.

" You." She said to the man who had said 'go home' to her. "Come here." The man smiled and shook his head slightly with a grin on his face.

" Fight me." She told him and he chuckled looking to the men around them.

" You really wanna do this?" He said as D'artagnan nodded softly to him with a smile. The man stood ready with his hands up, dipping up and down trying to distracted her. D'artagnan just stood still, watching his every movement. He then stepped forward and sent a punch with his right hand. She dodged it easily while tapping it out of the way. She done the exact same with his left and then right again. She could see the man was getting angry at her.

"Come on then, is this all you got?" She pushed him further. He growled and lunged for her. D'artagnan pushed his hand away slightly then wrapped her arm around his and lifted his elbow. The man cried out as he was taken down to the floor. D'artagnan's knee now placed firmly on his chest and her free hand stopped just millimeters from his face in a swift punch.

"Do not let you enemies pull your strings." D'artagnan said as she stood up and pulled him up with her. She pushed his over to the edge of the mat where he once came from, causing him to stumble slightly.

" Welcome, recruits." She called out putting her hands out to her side. "To you examination. From here on out you will be tested every minute of every day you are here. Only a maximum of ten from you lot will pass." She told them with her hands behind her back now.

" Who knows who runs our organisation?" She asked.

" Athos." They all called out together, some slightly off time.

" Good, Who runs medical?"

"Aramis!"

"Who runs overall well being?"

"Porthos!"

"And lastly, who trains you guys?" She asked with a smile.

"D'artagnan." They call out.

" Good, So the first thing I will be showing you how to efficiently throw a punch." She said before quickly demonstrating. They all began to move before people stopped and whispered between each other.

" What do we call you?" One asked her.

"D'artagnan." She smiled to them as some of them paled.