Mei needed to get changed, she had a date/mission to go on with Nikolai. Which was already starting to lift her sour mood from the morning news. Mei always made a point to check the news. "You never know what has changed," Anastasia would warn her. And Mei has every time. Which is why when any news about the organization came up Mei already knew about it. So when the news about the new girl claiming her spot as top one in the Trial Runs started gossiping around Mei was pissed.

But it was ok she still had the top rank in the fastest mission cleared. The award for the best agent. The title to be the next Head of the Mercenary Fraction. There was no way she was going to lose to that bitch. She has the most missions completed under her belt. The highest score on the yearly academic tests.

Just as she stepped into the locker room a bing buzzed on her card tablet.

"New Girl, 'Ren' claims to be the next Head of the Informants and possibly the Mercenaries as well. All within a few hours of formally passing her Trials, she now holds the new top spot for the fastest Trial Runs. Beating Agent Mei on her Trial runs. As we all know she's held that spot since she was 7 and finally formally joined the Organization. Could this new girl 'Ren' possibly be the next Star of the organization? Will Agent Mei finally have some competition, or will Mei just be another marking stone? With the pace Agent Ren is going, it will only be a matter of time before our little princess is overthrown." The article read.

You could hear a pin drop in the silence of the girl's locker room as Mei looked up. Her brown hazel eyes met the dark maroon of Ren. How could Mei not recognize the bitch. Her face was plastered across her card screen after all. "You," Mei stated her simmering anger clouding her gaze as she stalked up to the new chick. Like a panther on the prowl.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Mei spat her rage knowing no bounds. Although she might have been smaller in height Mei was wearing her high-heeled black ankle boots.

"An agent," Ren said rolling her eyes as she turned to brush past the little girl before her. Her impassive response only fueled the flames inside Mei. Whirling around Mei gripped Ren's wrist. Despite her small stature and slender fit Mei packed quite the grip. Narrowing her eyes at the bruising on her wrist Ren cocked a brow. " I'm only going to say this once. Let. Go."

Mei scoffed. She didn't have to listen to that bitch. Hips cocked. With her free hand against her pelvis, Mei raised a brow back. " And what if I don't? What are you gonna do newbie?"

Smirking back at the Asian girl before her Mei felt all too confident with herself until the bitch pulled out a pocket knife on her. The wet trickle of blood sliding down her throat caught Mei off guard for a second. But only for a second before she was on Ren.

Her grip on the new girl released as she used that hand to fling the knife away from the other girl's hands. Not expecting that to happen despite her better instincts the knife flew out of Ren's hands landing square at the other side of the room behind her.

Mei smirked as she tackled Ren down, now that the knife was gone Mei knew she didn't have any other weapon on her. She couldn't have. Not with the skin-tight outfit she was wearing. The leggings with no pockets, the tight black tank top, and sports bra. There was no other way to stash a weapon on her body.

"You fucking dead bitch." Mei spat as she pinned the girl down. But Ren wasn't going down easily as she flipped them over. Ren wasn't going to ever be caught on her back again.

Resorting to petty tricks Mei gripped Ren's black short shoulder length hair. Smirking back at the girl above her Mei yanked out a few strands of her hair. Trying to save her head from going bald Ren kneed Mei in the crotch. Sure the move might hurt guys but it pained girls just as much.

Punching Ren on her left boob knowing how painful that would be, Mei squeezed her thighs shut to hopefully minimize the pain. But Ren had already seized the small moment of weakness as Mei gasped for breath. Jabbing a fist into her stomach Ren tried to roll off Mei. As she lunged to grab her knife.

"What a stupid bitch", Mei thought. Watching her race to the knife but Mei wasn't going to let that happen. Any person who had to use a weapon to fight instead of just her body was a weakling in Mei's eyes. Steamrolling after Ren. Mei lunged for Ren. Pulling her down by the legs Mei quickly climbed up the girl's body.

But still, nothing said this was a fair fight. So Mei reached up gripping the knife handle right above Ren's head. As she was about to hand back the nick Ren had so generously given her. Mei was shocked to see Ren holding another knife. "Where had she gotten that from", Mei wondered a bit flabbergasted. Then she could have smacked herself as the realization hit her like a brick on the head. Her bra. But they weren't oddly shaped at all. The knife. Mei looked at the small tiny object in Ren's hand. As the lick of pain kissed across Mei's right wrist, the one she'd used to grab the knife above Ren's head. It was so tiny no wonder Ren had been able to hide it in her sports bra without Mei noticing.

Rolling over against her will Mei scrambled to defend herself as she sliced back at Ren. Near the new girl's upper right cheek. But Mei wasn't the only one who scored. Mei could feel the tiny pinch of pain in her lower left thigh. Her new pair of jeans ripped at the seams as she glared up at the girl. Flipping them over again. The petite knife sure was sharp for such a mini little thing. She didn't know how long had passed a couple of minute maybe even seconds all Mei knew was that she was going to win this one no matter what. As she struck out with her legs. Toppling under her once more just the way Mei liked it. By now Mei could hear voices above them. The sounds finally pierced through Mei's anger-induced haze.

"Damn cat fight." Mei heard someone say before another voice spoke.

"Oh My God Mei!" Larissa, that was Lara's voice but what was she doing in the locker room? Mei finally looked up, noting that they weren't in the locker room anymore. The fight must've been carried out to the elevators. Whoops.

"Mei! What in the gods name is going on!" A shrill voice echoed throughout the dormitory hall. Wincing Mei glared back down at Ren her gaze just a pericingly angry but something was off about the girl. Mei couldn't pinpoint it but the girl seemed a little scared. As Ren's dark maroon eyes tried to narrow right back at Mei. But Mei could tell it was more like a squint than any real anger. Like she was trying to pull a sheet over her fear. Mei smirked, good she should be scared. But now Mei was in big trouble as the click-clack of sharp white heels popped before her.

Slowly getting back up Mei turned facing Anastasia. Reluctantly to let go of the new girl before Mei could rip her to pieces.

Her boss. Her caretaker, her mentor. Anastasia was a lot of things to Mei. But right now Mei knew that despite their relationship to another Anastasia was beyond pissed with her.

"Annie, look. It wasn't my fault she provoked me first." Mei was quick to pin the blame on the new girl.

Rolling her eyes Ren crossed her arms," I didn't do shit. You're the one who fucking grabbed me." Ren argued back.

"Well maybe if you had just-" Mei began only to have Anastasia's voice ringing out loud and clear.

"Enough. Mei my office now." Anastasia barked

Glaring one last glance back at the new girl, Ren, Mei grimaced as she trudged behind Anastasia. "This was so the new girl's fault," Mei thought her simmering rage towards Ren growing with every step she took. Oh how Mei just wanted to strangle the girl to death, how dare she get her in trouble with Anna. She's never been in trouble with Anna before. Never once since Anna took her in.